That Hou Wenchang was the first to find the relic An Gonghui attributed it to luck, and the money gathered in a short period of time could not be attributed to luck.

So he doesn't believe that any player can surpass him.

Therefore, he only thought that An Qiaoyan had entangled with some rich aborigines and made the family spend money.

But since he is a 'sister', An Gonghui is not so vigilant, and even instinctively has the idea of using it.

"What beautiful sister? Who is she? How much can it cost you? ”

"What, what, what. The beautiful sister is Mo Zhenzhen, the little fairy sister. ”

Mo Zhenzhen's beauty is very distinctive, and she has a fairy aura on her body, which is unforgettable, so An Gonghui reacted immediately, and his brows furrowed again.

"Did you see her? Where is she? What did you say to her? ”

An Qiaoqi walked over with a bag, and seeing An Gonghui's appearance of asking for guilt, her face also changed, and her sweet face instantly became gloomy.

"An Gonghui, who are you and you, let me tell you, your parents are dead, no one favors you anymore, I don't mind turning you into a monster under my hands."

An Gonghui didn't dare to look at An Qiaoyan like this, and his act of looking away was a compromise.

An Qiaoqi didn't care what An Gonghui was thinking, she sat on the sofa, put the bag she had been carrying on the coffee table, and when she opened the bag, her expression became enthusiastic again.

The bag contained nothing else, but something that Mo Zhenzhen had fooled from the middle-aged Taoist priest!

Here I have to talk about Mo Zhenzhen's ability to coax people.

I didn't see Mo Zhenzhen do anything else, just a normal chat could make the stereotypical Taoist priest's heart bloom, and directly introduce Mo Zhenzhen as a confidant, and all kinds of good things were put out.

This Taoist priest has real skills, and the things in his hands are all props in the player's senses.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't ask for this Taoist priest in vain in the idea of sustainable development, and she gave money for everything.

Of course, because she had become a 'confidant' with the Taoist priest, Mo Zhenzhen got an internal price.

Look at the contents of this plastic bag, two large stacks of talismans, a large handful of peace blessings folded into a triangle, three wooden amulet cards, a string of wooden rosary, and two boxes of unopened incense.

These were all given to her by Mo Zhenzhen, and in addition to the two door gods, Mo Zhenzhen only had one more peach hairpin.

Thinking of so many good things, Mo Zhenzhen was willing to share it with her equally, An Qiaoyan's mood improved again, and she couldn't help but ripple while holding her face.

An Qiao didn't hide it, and An Gonghui saw it clearly.

He saw that An Qiaoqi seemed to have returned to his usual appearance, and after thinking about it, he still stretched out his hand to test it.

All, yes, way, tool!

Even if An Gonghui felt that it was his brain that cracked the world inside the door rather than the so-called props, he couldn't help but crave a wave when he saw so many props.

It's just that before he could pick one up and take a closer look, his hand was slapped away by An Qiaoqi.

An Qiaoyan deliberately let An Gonghui touch it, in order to let him know that these were all props, so that he could show off a wave.

She fastened her bag and raised her chin and nodded An Gonghui.

"You see, the little fairy sister is not only beautiful and kind, she is also very good at making money, but she is much more powerful than you, and you haven't even found an eyebrow about the task now, it's really crotch-pulling."

Saying that, An Qiaoyan got up with the bag and went back to the house, she still had to accompany the young lady out in the afternoon, but she didn't have time to spend her unlucky brother!

……

Mo Zhenzhen carried her things home, and the first thing she did when she got home was to take a glue stick and tape to stick the door god on the door first.

The security door of this kind of building has only one door, and the two door gods are a little crowded on one door.

And if it is replaced by someone else, it may be attached to the wall, one on both sides of the wall, which is also symmetrical.

But Mo Zhenzhen didn't.

She was like a person who suddenly recognized death, and she was stunned to stick these two door gods on the same door, even if the two door gods overlapped, she just adjusted it as much as possible, and found that she couldn't adjust it, so she pasted it.

The tape seal avoids the main body of the door god, and the attachment method of the edge banding on both sides is quite firm.

The door god does not need to be worshipped, but if the main family has a heart, it is also possible to put incense on it.

Does Mo Zhenzhen have a heart?

She's so caring!

If it weren't for the fact that the water on this road was very deep, Mo Zhenzhen would have wanted to invite all the gods and Buddhas home.

An Qiaoqi said when she summarized the survival experience of those old players in popular science, this worship of gods and Buddhas depends on time, and people may not take care of you.

This kind of Baojia Immortal is very real, and it works if you paste it, but this kind of Baojia Immortal exists on paper, and there is an upper limit to combat power, which can protect the player for a while but can't protect the player for a lifetime.

No matter how long the door god can manage, Mo Zhenzhen is willing to worship.

She was pious in her offerings, and when she made her first offering, she served melons, fruits, and meals, and a table was placed at the door to fill it.

Although the meals are all bought in packages and don't look so good, but with so many offerings at one time, Mo Zhenzhen can be regarded as a relatively rare existence.

The fragrance rose curlingly, don't look at Mo Zhenzhen's sticking to the door god so 'closely', but when she worshipped, she took two incense bowls to worship separately.

After the incense was burned, Mo Zhenzhen refilled the incense twice, and she stayed outside the door for nearly two hours before she began to withdraw the offering table.

When withdrawing things, Mo Zhenzhen tried to sandwich a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth.

At that moment, she learned what it meant to chew wax, and it had no taste.

Her mouth felt bad, but her eyes lit up.

There's a play!

If it weren't for the time she had agreed with An Qiaoqi, she really wanted to burn incense on the two door gods.

Mo Zhenzhen is well versed in the way of gift-giving, and she is very clear about asking people to do things, and if she sends the gift to the right place, it will be a success.

Old players say that the door god is useless, and once the world reaches the late stage or the ghost is opened, the door god can only be regarded as an ornament.

But Mo Zhenzhen has seen the door god posted in the red date village and knows how strong that door god is, so she still has some expectations for the door god.

After packing up her things, the time was almost up, and Mo Zhenzhen went out with a parasol.

When she went out of the corridor, she happened to meet An Qiaoyan, who came to find her, and Mo Zhenzhen smiled and met her.

During this afternoon, Mo Zhenzhen took An Qiaoqi to visit a victim's family.

This is the information left by reporter Chen Jiamei in the newspaper, and it is also the only family member of the victim whose address and name has been exposed, and Mo Zhenzhen feels that it is necessary for them to visit this place.

It is immoral to reveal the information of the victim's family like this, but when Mo Zhenzhen followed the above address to find the door, the other party was not only impatient when he saw them, but quite happy.

It was a middle-aged man, the deceased was his wife, and his identity was a cleaner hired by the community, and his daily work was to clean up the garbage in the corridor and the community.

The man was not surprised to see Mo Zhenzhen and the others, and he said it very directly.

"Thirty dollars a question is asked, and five hundred dollars a piece of information from her is wanted. I have here all the information she has from childhood to adulthood, and all the questions you can think of are written here, which is very comprehensive. ”

The man said as he pulled out a thick stack of paper.

Mo Zhenzhen's gaze swept over the man's left ring finger, where he also carried a gold ring.

"A hundred."

"What?"

Mo Zhenzhen looked at the man coldly, and her tone was also very cold.

"A hundred dollars, I want that information."

The man's tone rose as soon as he heard this.

"I'm all her information, you say a hundred? Dream about it! …… If you don't want to pay money, get out, and don't charge a lot of money with me! ”

"One hundred yuan, if you don't buy it, I'll go and inquire who has this information, and I think the other party is willing to sell it to me for one hundred yuan."

This man is too skilled, and he has no bad emotions, and he must have made money this way.

Information is the most valuable thing first-hand, and the information that spreads is just gossip, which anyone can listen to and say.

The man's face finally changed when he heard this, and he seemed to be hesitating and struggling.

Mo Zhenzhen saw him like this, so she added a fire, turned around and was about to leave, as soon as the man saw the duck in his mouth about to fly, he hurriedly greeted.

"Sold! Wait, don't go! ”

For a hundred yuan, Mo Zhenzhen got the information she wanted, as well as the man's free impatient Q&A.

Mo Zhenzhen leaned sideways at the door and finished reading this information with An Qiaoqi.

Not to mention, the man was not exaggerating, it did include everything about the deceased, from a copy of the birth certificate to the restored appearance of her lying in the morgue.

As the husband of the deceased, this man can be said to lack great virtue.