In a daze, Ji Danhuang saw several monsters of different shapes baring their fangs, and said with a cruel smile that he would let them eat after taking their money. Ji Danhuang struggled and shouted, suddenly stepped on the air, and woke up in a cold sweat with a cold sweat.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. He Ji Danhuang just picked up two hundred yuan, why is he afraid of this!

It seems that it is better not to pick up money in the future.

No, no, you should practice your courage so that you can make a lot of money in the future. Picking up two hundred dollars can be scared into nightmares, what else can he do!

Picking up money and being afraid, this is definitely a disease and must be treated!

Looking out the window, the sky was already white, and Ji Danhuang didn't feel sleepy. I reached under the pillow and touched my phone to check the time, but my fingers touched something different.

Hey, this touch......

Ji Danhuang was startled at first, and hurriedly opened the pillow. Wow, money!

Under the pillows, stacks of money were stacked neatly, one, five, ten, and fifty...... If you count it carefully, it's exactly three hundred dollars.

Ji Danhuang was so frightened that he threw out all the money in his hand. Yesterday I picked up two hundred, plus three hundred that suddenly appeared under the pillow, a total of five hundred yuan. And yesterday, when he was crazy about money, he shouted to the sky with his sword and said that he still wanted five hundred yuan.

Which passing immortal heard his begging and threw him five hundred yuan, or was there really some demon who wanted to harm him?

Ji Danhuang's brain hole was big again, and for a while he thought of the immortals coming to his house as a guest, and for a while he thought of a group of demons holding knives and forks and grinning at him. And the expression on Ji Danhuang's face also changed rapidly with the change of the scene in his mind, and the whole person was like a standard schizophrenic.

The knock on the door "bang" startled Ji Danhuang and instantly blocked his wide open brain. Ji Danhuang opened the door and saw four zombies lined up, standing at the door of the bedroom grinning at him.

Ji Danhuang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that after practicing cāo control zombies last night, he seemed to have instructed the zombies to tell him to get up and cultivate.

Touched the phone to check the time, it was half past six, Ji Danhuang patted the zombies on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Good brother is righteous, so punctual." Glancing at the money scattered on the ground, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

After these days of training, he is not even afraid of zombies, how can he still be afraid of a few yuan? Isn't it just money, what is there to be afraid of, he has a zombie king! If there is really any danger, the zombies will definitely protect him. As for the money...... No flowers, no flowers!

Who said that the money that suddenly came out of nowhere was a trap for the demons? Maybe it was my own master and uncle who suddenly remembered that they didn't leave him any money, so they came back to give it to him! Seeing that he slept soundly in the middle of the night, Master and Uncle couldn't bear to wake him up, so he stuffed the money under his pillow and left.

The more Ji Danhuang thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth, so he became happy again, took the money and hummed a song to the morning market to buy breakfast.

Now that you have money, you don't have to make breakfast!

After eating a few meat buns with Xianlu, Ji Danhuang touched the money in his pocket and felt comfortable. In the state of having money and pressing his pocket, Ji Danhuang practiced energetically, and the cadre turned Mo Ye into two big sword flowers in his hands, swaying freely, as if he had become a part of his body.

It took two hours to complete the practice task in the morning, and Ji Danhuang advanced the training content of the afternoon by the way, and unconsciously saved the lunch time. By the time he had completed the day's study tasks, it was just two o'clock in the afternoon.

Well, by 2 p.m., he's done with the day's study, so he's freed up three hours to do something else.

Ji Danhuang didn't hesitate for a moment, and directly pinched the money in his pocket and ran to the decoration materials market. EVA, PVC, RU white glue, acrylic, spray paint, graver, hot melt adhesive...... He bought a lot of materials that could be used to make zuò cosplay props, but he was afraid that he would not have enough to make props.

So, an hour later, Ji Danhuang's pocket was clean again. The two hundred dollars I picked up yesterday, and the three hundred dollars that I suddenly found under my pillow in the morning, are all gone.

When he returned home and looked at the materials piled up on the ground, Ji Danhuang began to worry again. He has never made props in his life, and he has never seen others make props, but he knows that these materials will be used. As for how to turn these materials into a spear, he really didn't know.

But it doesn't matter, the Internet is so developed nowadays that you can know what to do with just a search.

After looking for a long time, Ji Danhuang finally found the tutorial for making the spear "Broken Soul" he wanted, and then he needed to do it himself.

Xu is swordsmanship has recently practiced speed, Ji Danhuang watched the tutorial, while holding the knife and swiping left and right, it didn't take long to cut out all the pieces of materials to be used. Next, just glue the parts together.

When it was time to paste, Ji Danhuang realized that he was really a handicap. Obviously, the material piece is cut well, but it is always not so satisfactory when pasting and splicing, 502 glue is all over the hands, and a few fingers are accidentally stuck together, and a layer of skin is almost torn off when separated. As for being burned by a hot melt glue gun, that scarred leg proves that Ji Danhuang has become accustomed to burns in just a few hours.

When busy with the things he likes, Ji Danhuang always forgets the passage of time. When he finally put together a handful of "broken souls", it was already dark outside, and the zombies he had ignored for a long time didn't bother to urge him to practice again, and they all stood behind him with a sad face and watched him busy.

Looking at the first cosplay prop he put together, Ji Danhuang was almost beautiful with snot bubbles. Although this weapon is really not very good-looking, it is finally his Ji Danhuang's painstaking work!

Ji Danhuang was excited, and he jumped with joy while holding the "broken soul". In this state of excitement, Ji Danhuang completely forgot that the props he made were actually very poor, and he also forgot that he was in an excited state, and the true qi in his body was easy to shoot out.

And so tragedy struck.

Ji Danhuang didn't know which brain cramped, looked up to the sky and laughed, made a posture of a mighty general and shouted: "If the greedy wolf chews the blood and bones of my mansion, he first asked me about the spear in my hand." While getting sè, he lifted the "broken soul" in his hand hard.

Ji Danhuang only felt that his palms were hot, and a stream of true qi shot out, and then with a "click", the "broken soul" that had just been made burst into his palms, scattered all over the ground.

Ji Danhuang's heart also fell with the scattering of "broken souls", and the "click" shattered all over the ground, and the whole person suddenly froze. In this way, Ji Danhuang maintained the action of raising the gun, and after standing stiff for ten minutes, he let out a terrible wail.

My "broken soul"! My painstaking work was ruined by myself!

God knows how much Ji Danhuang wanted to cut off his hand, but in the end he held back. Well, I still have to blame myself for not being good at learning, and the true qi in my body will explode as soon as I am excited. If I could control this easily excited heart, this kind of tragedy would not have happened.

Looking at the debris all over the ground, Ji Danhuang suddenly felt tired, sat on the chair and stared at the debris in a daze, and didn't bother to clean it up.

After delaying the cultivation time for a night, he finally made the shape of "Broken Soul", and before he was happy for two minutes, the finished thing was accidentally destroyed by himself. If this were someone else, he would definitely be even more depressed than him.

Ji Danhuang sighed for a long time, but in the end he couldn't pick up the energy to clean up the mess. Forget it, let's get up tomorrow morning and make another one, anyway, I already have experience, and I won't delay too much time. When the shape is ready, it's not too late to go to cultivation.

Constantly comforting himself, Ji Danhuang threw down the debris all over the ground and got into the bed. Xu pretended that something had affected his sleep, and Ji Danhuang only entered a shallow sleep this night. In the middle of the night, Ji Danhuang vaguely heard a small "click" sound in the room, and then felt as if something had slipped under his pillow. Ji Danhuang didn't think so much in a daze, just thought that a mouse had come in, turned over and grunted twice and fell asleep.

It wasn't until the next morning, when Ji Danhuang was awakened by the knocking of zombies, that he realized that the sound he heard last night was not made by rats. Unless it is said, the rat has become sperm.

Subconsciously reached under the pillow and touched the phone, and found a pile of banknotes from under the pillow. If the appearance of banknotes under the pillow was not enough to surprise Ji Danhuang, but what he saw next shocked him so much that his jaw almost fell to the ground.

I don't know when the mess all over the ground has been cleaned up, and an unpainted delicate "Broken Soul" spear is lying on the ground, looking exactly the same as the screenshot of the game! When Ji Danhuang pounced on it with a low cry and took a closer look, he found that this "Broken Soul" was not made of materials such as eva, but carved out of wood!

Picked up the "Broken Soul" and checked it, the weight is quite light, even ordinary people can easily hold it and play. Ji Danhuang was afraid that he would accidentally blow things up like last night, so he just picked it up and looked at it, and then put the "broken soul" on the ground again.

Who was it that brought me what I wanted in the middle of the night?

Ji Danhuang's first reaction was that Ren Bikong had come back. Except for their own master, who else cares so much about themselves? The mother and the elder sister are naturally too good to say anything to themselves, but they don't have the ability to open the portal.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was very likely that Ren Bikong would come back, and Ji Danhuang's originally restless heart also calmed down. In this way, it was a pure accident to pick up 200 yuan before, and the money and props after that were all sent by my own master!

I've really met a good master!

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