Gui Gong was very comfortable being teased by the old bustard, and decided to teach Lin Jian and the others a lesson, and made a show in front of the old bustard, and instructed several nurses behind him.

"Pull these troublesome people to the alley and beat them, and if you don't have money, you dare to come to our Yihong Courtyard to spread wild, just beat the disabled, and if you kill them, you will have to spend money to get into a lawsuit. ”

The old bustard sticks to the turtle stick tighter, and it is still rubbing, so that the turtle almost pees.

"Brother Turtle, you are so powerful, wait for the slave family to come to your room in the middle of the night to teach you a. ”

The sour scholar looked at Lin Jian with a vicious face, why can Lin Jian find a little nun who is like a flower and jade, he can only serve the old broken shoes every day, and he will make you look good today.

Several nurses looked at the turtle father's good fortune with envy, and were ready to go up to teach the six immortals of Peach Valley and the others a lesson, adding a little fun to their boring life.

Lin Jian raised his head, no longer covering his face, and revealed his face.

After seeing Lin Jian's appearance clearly, the turtle seemed to have seen a ghost, and his legs and stomach trembled.

"Hurry up and stop me, don't be unreasonable to the God of Wealth. ”

This turtle was the old turtle that received Lin Jian last time, and Lin Jian was deeply impressed by him, and he recognized Lin Jian at a glance.

After listening to Gui Gong's words, the other nurses also recognized Lin Jian, and quickly withdrew their hands and stepped aside.

The six immortals of Peach Valley and the little nuns were ready to fight with these dogs, but they didn't expect that these people seemed to know Lin Jian and confessed to it!

Gui Gong remembered that he didn't seem to have read the yellow calendar when he went out today, so he not only took away the God of Wealth, but also beat the friends of the God of Wealth.

Thinking of the ruthless methods of this God of Wealth to clean up Wang Boqiang, a cool breath rose in the head of the turtle father, and he was secretly glad that he didn't do it, and there was still a chance to save it.

The turtle slap the old bustard who was lying on his body and rubbing it constantly.

"You dare to scold the God of Wealth for being poor, you have blinded your dog's eyes, do you know who he is?"

The old bustard fell to the ground, dizzy from the beating, and didn't understand why the turtle called a poor god of wealth.

"They're really poor, they brought a bunch of copper plates here, what's wrong with me driving them away?"

The acid scholar didn't believe that these people were the God of Wealth, and echoed the old bustard.

"I saw them playing monkey tricks to make money just now, they are definitely not rich, Brother Turtle, you must have recognized the wrong person. ”

A few nursing homes looked at the sour scholar and the old bustard like idiots, these two people are afraid that they will lose their hearts and go crazy, whether Lin Jian has money or not, can they still be unclear?

"Last time the God of Wealth came here to spend millions of taels of silver, do you dare to say that he is poor?

If he is poor, everyone in Luoyang City is afraid that they will not be as poor. ”

The sour scholar was speechless in horror, if what the nursing home said was the truth, a person spent millions of taels of silver in Yihong Courtyard overnight, this person really deserves the three words of the God of Wealth.

The old bustard has only come to Yihong Courtyard in the past few days, and he has never seen Lin Jian, but the old people of Yihong Courtyard have not been less boastful of the legend of the God of Wealth with him.

At this time, thinking that I had scolded the legendary God of Wealth, I couldn't wait to slap myself a few more times, and offended the God of Wealth so badly, I am afraid that I will never be able to enter this Yihong Courtyard in the future.

It's all because of the sour scholar, an idiot who eats soft rice, that he lost his job of dozens of taels of silver a month.

The turtle man walked up to Lin Jian like a dog, his face full of flattering expressions.

"It is really a great honor for us to be able to visit our Yihong Courtyard again, these two dogs dare to offend you, what do you think of them?"

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley and the little nun of Yilin also looked at Lin Jian curiously, guessing why Lin Jian had the title of God of Wealth.

At this time, Lin Jian knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he could only expose his identity.

Lin Jian spread his hands helplessly, with an expression on his face that his true identity had been recognized.

"I admit it, I confess, why is it so difficult for me to keep a low profile?"

Lin Jian took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and threw them on the face of the turtle on the ground with disdain.

"You're not a good thing either, you pluck yourself, a hundred and two slaps, you have to make a sound!"

Gui Gong looked ecstatic, he didn't expect such a cool punishment method, and began to slap himself in the face.

Watching the turtle gong slap his face swollen into a mushroom, several nurses couldn't wait to slap themselves a few times.

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley looked at the silver ticket thrown out by Lin Jian distressedly, and they couldn't wait to snatch it back from the hands of the turtle prince.

Thinking that he was played by people as monkeys on the street, and only earned a few dozen taels, Lin Jian casually threw out 100,000 taels, and sure enough, people are more popular than people!

Although the little nun Irene had seen Lin Jian's way of spending money in the jewelry store before, she still rolled her eyes at Lin Jian and blamed Lin Jian for spending money lavishly.

The acid scholar and the old bustard were almost dropped to the ground by Lin Jian's shocked eyes, and they didn't care about tearing each other apart.

A slap is a hundred taels of silver, and ordinary people earn a hundred taels a year, and this slap is really worth it.

Thinking that he had offended the God of Wealth just now, he had to let the God of Wealth punish him, and he was eager to lie at Lin Jian's feet.

"We dogs look down on people, our eyes are on our buttocks, please punish us too!"

Lin Jian hesitated, he didn't expect the two dog men and women to make such an excessive request.

"Forget it! Get out! I forgive you. ”

How could the old bustard and the sour scholar let go of such a good opportunity to make a fortune, hugging Lin Jian's thigh and not letting go.

"Please, punish us, if you don't punish us, we have a bad conscience for the sins we have committed, please......."

Seeing the two of them begging so hard, the soft place in Lin Jian's heart was touched.

"Yes! I've got you covered!"

When the acid scholar and the old bustard heard that Lin Jian agreed, they almost fainted with excitement, and looked at Lin Jian's eyes as if they had seen gold ingots.

"Thank you, God of Wealth!

Lin Jian took out a stack of silver tickets and two daggers from his arms and threw them on the ground.

"A knife of one thousand taels, you must stab it in, and it depends on your own how much you can earn!"

The acid scholar and the old bustard picked up the dagger on the ground and stabbed it at themselves.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, stabbing one after another.

The turtle prince and the nurse looked at the sour scholar and the old bustard with fear, but they didn't expect these two to be so ruthless, and they didn't show mercy when they stabbed themselves.

Lin Jian stood next to him leisurely and counted the two of them.

"Thirteen knives, seventeen knives, twenty-one knives..."

The old bustard had already stabbed himself thirty-one times, and he felt that he was a little unable to move because of excessive blood loss, and the weak sour scholar asked.

"I've already earned thirty-one thousand taels, let's stop!"

The sour scholar's eyes were full of madness, and his state was not as good as that of the old bustard, so he didn't lie down because of the support of willpower.

"We can stab a few more times, such a good opportunity to make money may only be once in a lifetime, and the next time we want to stab ourselves, we won't give money." ”

The sour scholar's words greatly boosted the morale of the old bustard, and the two used their last strength to continue to stab themselves!