Chapter 120: The Poor God Comes to the Door

"What the hell!" The lack of money was blinded in an instant, this is the first floor in the world, although it is only a branch building, but this is not an ordinary inn, this is known as the first floor of the world where money is omnipotent, and it is difficult to move an inch without money!

In a place like this, a person quietly enters the room of the next heir, which is tantamount to a thief swaggering close to the White House and pouring urine on a golden retriever's coke.

"Shopkeeper, tell me you're teasing me!" Qian Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the Qingzhou shopkeeper's eyes becoming extremely hideous.

The shopkeeper of Qingzhou is also very helpless now, he didn't expect such a thing to happen, if it weren't for the induction circle left by the shopkeeper in the room with insufficient money to feel the existence of someone in the house, the figurines he sent to clean the room saw an old man sitting in a room with insufficient money, and the shopkeeper who really killed the shopkeeper couldn't imagine that such a thing would happen.

"Young master, this is true, I'm also very confused now, except for the induction array in your room, the detection arrays I have arranged everywhere have no response at all, and I don't know how this old man got in. ”

The Qingzhou shopkeeper said with a sad face, looking at the Qingzhou shopkeeper with insufficient money, he couldn't help but be stunned. "You said it was an old man who broke into my room?"

The shopkeeper of Qingzhou nodded, not knowing what it meant to ask if he was not rich enough.

Qian Insufficient and Wang Mou glanced at each other, and knew that Wang Mou and himself generally thought the same, if this was the case, there was no way to say anything, so he had to sigh.

"Forget it, I shouldn't blame you at this time. Lao Wang, play, let's go, let's take a look, I feel that according to this statement, Bacheng is the old man that the drama said. ”

Hearing the lack of money to say this, the actor nodded, according to the description of the Qingzhou shopkeeper, the drama felt that it was really this old man, so he and Wang Mou walked to the room with insufficient money.

When Wang Mou and his entourage came to the room with insufficient money, Jia Nanxun and Hu Goudan Pangmen had been waiting here for a long time, and when the shopkeeper in Qingzhou found that there were people in the room with insufficient money, the first thing was to find these three people to verify whether this person was known to them.

When Jia Nanxun saw Wang Mou coming, he stepped forward and said, "Old Wang, what is the situation, who is that old man here?" ”

Wang Mou shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and then stepped into the room where he was short of money.

As soon as he entered the room, Wang Mou saw a sloppy old man sitting cross-legged on a bed with little money, his eyes closed, and he turned a deaf ear to everything in the outside world.

"Damn, it's this old man, Lao Wang and Lao Qian, it's him, I'll go, I didn't expect him to chase me here. As soon as the actor saw the old man, he jumped to his feet and pointed at the old man's nose and looked extremely angry, but the old man did not say anything about the actor's behavior.

Wang Mou sighed, it seems that he was right, this old man is really not an ordinary person.

"Hello, old man!" Wang Mou approached the old man very kindly, and the old man opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Mou, then closed his eyes and returned to the state of closing his eyes and recuperating again.

When Wang Mou saw this, he knew that he was bored, and he looked a little embarrassed when he touched his nose.

And just then, a voice sounded outside the door. "What's the matter, why are you all gathered here, let me in, let me in. ”

The one who spoke was not someone else, or it was not another beast, it was the Witch Cliff.

Since Wu Ya and Wang Mou came to the first floor of the world together, it seems that he has hugged a big thick leg, and he doesn't go out to preach every day.

At this time, Wu Ya was standing on Xiong Chumo's shoulder, and followed behind by Qi Han, a licking dog licking his face.

"Old Man Wu, you're here. Wang Mou looked at Wu Ya and said with a smile, "Old man, you are well-informed, do you know this old man?"

Wu Ya looked like he didn't care. "Boy, I'm barely well-informed, but I can't know everyone, old man. Huh?"

Wu Ya paused suddenly, looking at the old man's eyes became a little strange, talking about his usual face, and said to Wang Mou seriously.

"Boy, how did this old man get in. ”

When Wang Mou saw Wu Ya's expression, he knew that Wu Ya might know this old man, so he told him about the old man's origin and the drama.

"How is Old Man Wu, do you know what's going on?"

Wu Ya nodded and shook his head, Wang Mou felt a little strange when he looked at Wu Ya's movements. "Old Man Wu, what do you mean by this?"

"Although I haven't heard of this old man, I have heard some things, I don't know if it is, don't you also have some old things on you, call them out and discuss them together. Wu Ya said extremely seriously.

When Wang Mou saw the crow's serious expression, he knew that this matter might not be a good thing, so he hurriedly summoned those machine spirits on his body, even the laziest fat man Wang Mou summoned them.

As soon as these people came out, Wang Mou made it clear to a few people about the incident he had encountered.

The three of Lei Liang boys and girls are naturally not clear, and even Wan Fazi, who has read many ancient books, shook his head, but Wei Cang seemed to be thoughtful.

I saw Wei Cang condense a small gossip in the palm of his hand, and the gossip was constantly rotating in the palm of his hand, while the other hand was constantly pinching his fingers and calculating.

In the end, Wei Cang sighed, looking at Wang Mou's eyes full of helplessness.

"Boy, can you change the attributes of this thing, such a strange event that is rare in a thousand years has been encountered by you, I really don't know if you are lucky or bad. ”

Wang Mou was a little stunned, and looked at Wei Cang's eyes very helplessly, can you blame yourself for this thing, this is this incident that the drama brought to himself.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that it is really a matter here. Wu Ya pointed to the ground as he spoke, and Wei Cang nodded.

Wang Mou was blindsided by the two most knowledgeable people present, and he didn't know what the situation was talking about.

"No, two old men, can you stop playing dumb riddles? ”

Wei Cang sighed, glanced at Wang Mou, and then at the play.

"Boy, you're Wang Mou's friend, aren't you? ”

The drama didn't know what the situation was, but he still trusted Wang Mou very much, and since it was summoned by Wang Mou, it shouldn't hurt him, so he nodded.

"Wang Mou broke off his friendship with this guy. Wei Cang sighed, his tone full of regret.

"!!" Wang Mou.

"It's not the old man, what do you mean, although I hate this guy very much, but I can't talk about breaking off friendship. ”

The drama was very moved when he heard Wang Mou's words, but he was directly speechless by this last sentence, what is it very annoying.

Wei Cang sighed and didn't speak, and Wu Ya on the side spoke.

"Boy, you know the Hyakki nocturnal walk. ”

Wang Mou nodded when he heard Wu Ya's words, this hundred ghosts night walk is a thousand-year-old ghost cultivation feast, it is said that on this day, the ghosts in the world are in turmoil, and it is a good time for ghost cultivation to cultivate a rare one-in-a-thousand cultivation tribulation, but what does this old man have to do with it?

"Then do you know why this is called Hyakki Night Walk?"

Wang Mou was stunned by this, he had never heard of why the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk was called the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

"This Hundred Ghosts Night Walk refers to the opening of this world change, that is, a hundred of the strongest ghosts and gods set out to find their own destined people, or a hundred unlucky people, and use them as an opportunity to start the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Ritual. ”

Wang Mou couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. "That is to say, the drama will be sacrificed by this old man, no, a ghost and god!"

The actor was also shocked when he heard Wang Mou say this, and his eyes were full of panic when he looked at this old man.

Qian Shan couldn't help but shed tears when he heard this, and patted the filmmaker on the shoulder. "Brother, I didn't think you were going to go soon, what do you want to eat and drink these days, just tell my brother, I promise to fulfill your wishes. ”

Wu Ya couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the scene of Wang Mou's three people parting with death. "No, I didn't say this guy was going to die, you guys are ......"

"What, the actor (me) can't die yet?" Wang Mou and the three said in unison.

"yes, I didn't say he was going to die. Wu Ya looked at these three people and said that he was helpless, these three guys must have failed their reading comprehension back then.

"Then you said to take them as an opportunity. ”

"It's just that they are the opportunity, but it doesn't mean that you have to take people's lives. ”

"That old man Wei said to break off friendship. ”

"Nonsense, making friends with such a person who is about to be covered by a poor god, do you think you don't have enough money!"

"Poor god upper body?" Wang Mou and the three of them were all black question marks on their faces.

At this time, Wu Ya said the whole story of this hundred ghosts at night, it turns out that these hundred ghosts and gods are a collection of resentments in the world, each with different negative factors, and taking mortals as an opportunity is only to use them to mobilize the soul, of course, at this time, it will be involuntarily contaminated with some negative factors.

"According to what you mean, this one who found the drama is a poor god. Wang Mou glanced at the old man who was still sitting on the bed at this time, and found that it seemed that the first time he saw him, he couldn't help but think of the word poor.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. The actor sighed and said with emotion.

"Is life okay? Wei Cang glanced at the drama and said slowly: "Provoking any ghost and god is a challenge to your own life, do you think a ghost and god is so easy to deal with?"

"No, Old Man Wei, it's a bit heavy, isn't it just poor? What is this?" Wang Mou was a little puzzled, for cultivators, money is just something outside the body, it is naturally good to have money, and it doesn't matter if you don't have money.

"What's there? Alas, boy, you still don't know how powerful the ghosts are. Wu Ya sighed, "Back then, one of my disciples of the Huntian Sect also accidentally provoked a ghost god, but he provoked a hungry god, and guess what happened in the end, he starved himself to death." ”

"It's nothing, I have a friend's disciple who once provoked the crying god, and finally cried until he died of dehydration, you think, how terrible. Wei Cang was also beside him and told Wang Mou about the horror of ghosts and gods.

Wang Mou couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he heard this, and said with some uncertainty: "This ...... Being poor should be nothing. ”

As soon as Wang Mou's words fell, the voice of the Qingzhou shopkeeper came from outside the door.

"The young master is not good, the treasury inside the building has collapsed, and the spirit stones inside have fallen into the underground river, and now less than one-tenth of them can be recovered!"

Hearing this, Qian Insufficient couldn't help but turn his eyes to the play, and the player suddenly felt that his life was threatened.

"This ...... Coincidence, absolutely coincidence. ”

(To be continued)