As soon as his eyes fell on the suitcases containing money, the young man could no longer take his eyes off.

"Is it okay, is it okay? I thought, please ask a doll who can make money......"

"Because, I need a little money at home."

The boy said, his eyes finally taking his eyes off the pile of suitcases with difficulty, and looking at Yang Ning who was sleeping.

In the second half of the night, the shop was silent, except for the whirring of the night breeze from the open door.

The wind chimes hanging above the door of the store flutter silently in the night breeze.

Yang Ning, who was asleep, turned over and didn't say anything.

The boy seemed to understand Yang Ning's answer, and said with some frustration: "I, can't I invite a doll?" ”

He lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then looked up again and said, "Then you can, can you lend me a little money?" ”

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay you back!"

"I can give you an IOU!"

"When I can earn money in the future, I will definitely pay you back!"

The boy's tone sounded very sincere, but the breathing sound Yang Ning made when he fell asleep was also very even, and he didn't mean to wake up at all.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the boy tentatively said, "You have so much money, you must, you don't mind if I borrow a little, right?" ”

"Well, I'll wait for you for half an hour, and if you're okay, I'll assume that you agree?"

"I—I'll write you the IOU first."

After speaking, he looked at Yang Ning's table, took out a pen and paper, and quickly wrote down an IOU.

At the beginning, he wrote fifty thousand for the amount on the IOU.

"Well, actually, it doesn't take 50,000, 45,000 is enough."

As he spoke, the boy changed the figure of 50,000 to 45,000.

He didn't even know how to write the amount number, he simply wrote "forty-five thousand yuan".

Finally, use a pen to blacken your thumb and write down your name: Bunraku.

Press the mudra.

Placing the IOU on the table, the boy said, "The IOU is for you." ”

"I don't want my share, you can keep your share, and when the time comes, I'll pay you back, and you have to give me the IOU!"

Then, the boy named Bunraku sat there and waited.

He had waited half an hour.

Yang Ning naturally didn't wake up.

He got up hesitantly and walked to the suitcases in the corner of the shop.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, as if he was cheering himself up: "I've given you all the IOUs, take your money, no, don't offend?" ”

"Well, no offense."

"I borrowed from you, I borrowed from you, not from you......"

Opening a suitcase and seeing the stacks of neatly stacked banknotes, Rao is a teenager who has not experienced much social beating, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He may not understand what this box of money means, but he knows that only a small part of this box of money can solve his current dilemma.

The boy carefully took out a wad of bills and began to count them one by one.

That pile was a hundred, but he didn't seem to know the truth, so he counted four and took out the fifth.

This time he counted fifty, took them out, put them together with the previous four, put the rest back in the box, and closed the box again.

With the forty-five thousand yuan in hand, the boy returned to his desk, looked at Yang Ning, who was still sleeping, and asked, "Well, after I go out, will I be chased and killed by that faceless and faceless ghost?" ”

"Will the Facelings replace my money with Immortal Coins?"

"If、If it is exchanged for dark coins, then I will not pay you back in the future!"

"So, then I'm gone? You, when you wake up, put the IOU away! ”

The boy babbled and put all the money away, and turned to leave.

As he walked to the door, he glanced up at the wind chimes overhead.

The wind chimes still drifted silently in the night wind, and there was no sound at all.

But behind the boy, the sound of pages turning in the corner of the shop sounded.

After staring at the wind chimes for a while, the boy said to himself: "Forget it, if you are beaten, you will be beaten, I seem to be unable to make money in a short time, and I can't pay you back." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked back to Yang Ning's desk, apparently wanting to put the money back.

However......

"It's okay for me to be beaten, but I don't want my mother to be beaten too, because she is not in good health."

Muttering this, the boy turned to leave.

But when he got to the door under the wind chimes, he hesitated again.

"My mother taught me that there are some things that can be done and some things that cannot be done."

In this way, from the moment he first entered the store, the boy spent almost two hours in Yang Ning's small shop.

Finally, he made a decision.

"Forget it, I don't think my mother will let me do this."

He turned back and put all the money back in the suitcase, which he had untied again, and closed it again.

This time the boy seemed to be much more relaxed, and turned away without any hesitation.

But when he got to the door, he turned around again.

He returned to Yang Ning's desk and took the IOU he had just written.

Then he strode away from Yang Ning's small shop and disappeared into the morning breeze before dawn.

As soon as the boy walked on the front foot, something strange appeared in the small shop on the back foot.

In the corner, a little girl in red glared at Yang Ning's side!

There, his hands were blood-red and staring at Ming Ming, who didn't give an inch!

Mingming: "Honghong, do you want to die?" Why are you holding me back? He wants to take Orange Orange's money! ”

Honghong: "He took it, but he didn't leave the store!" And now Orange Orange is very kind, and he won't kill people because of 45,000 yuan! ”

Ming Ming glanced at the red bloody hands, sneered and said, "Here you have the most blood on your hands, are you kind?" ”

Blood surged on Honghong's bloody hands, and her milky voice was full of firmness: "Orange is kind, I am kind." ”

Between the confrontation between the two little ghosts, Yang Ning, who was asleep, turned over.

Suddenly, the two little ghosts immediately looked away, and no one looked at anyone anymore.

On one side, the rest of the group of imps sat in a row, looking at them with their chins in their hands.

Exceptions are Little Turtle, Chen Yamei, and Little Zombie.

Dawn.

Yang Ning slept until he woke up naturally.

Washed up with the help of a group of imps.

Pack up and get ready to head to the train station.

Before leaving, looking at the money in the store, Yang Ning fell into deep thought.

What to do with so much money?

He hasn't figured out the result yet, and it's an outsider.

One of the two followers of His Royal Highness the Heavenly Elephant Buddha Huhan, the tattooed Buddhist master folded his hands in front of Yang Ning, with a sincere smile, and said, "Master! ”

"I brought the $300 million that His Highness the Buddha promised to pay you!"

"On the cash truck of the parking lot bank, it has been replaced by Xia Yuan according to your instructions!"

"Look, take it?"

Yang Ning turned his head to look at the parking lot.

I saw that in the parking lot of this pedestrian street, all the money trucks were stopped!

There are more than 20 of them!

Yang Ning: "??? ”

Tattooed Buddhist: "??? ”

Yang Ning: "More than 20 cars??? ”

The tattooed Buddhist master nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the exchange rate has been approaching 7.3 in the past two days, and there are more than 20 cars!" ”

Yang Ning: "......"

The smile on the tattooed Buddha's face became a little complicated: "Master, your soul lamp is really not cheap!" ”

......

Across the road, convenience store.

"Store manager! Store manager! ”

"Good fellows! A few days ago, the celestial foreigner who came to visit the little boss sent more than 20 cash trucks to the little boss today! ”

"It's all parked in the parking lot!"

"More than twenty! My old swan! ”

"How much does this cost?!"

......