A Taoist monk will become rich by writing novels in the future

Chapter 87 It’s a pity not to have many places
"Huh? Did I enter your room? Why didn't I know?" Uncle Mo Yi pretended to be surprised, and then said to Nian Chengfu with a smile: "Well, maybe I am sleepwalking..."

What a joke, how can I scare you when you can see it?

Anyway, I will never admit that I entered your room on purpose.

"Is that right?"

Nian Chengfu spoke suspiciously, but his eyes were calm as if he didn't believe what Uncle Mo Yi said.

"Of course." Uncle Mo Yi said without changing his expression, and then said: "Oh, it's almost dawn, I'm going to take a rest after a busy day..."

After saying that, Uncle Mo Yi went downstairs.

Nian Chengfu closed the door, but in his mind he was thinking about that little figure rushing toward him with its fanged mouth open. He was very ferocious and angry. When he got close to him, something suddenly appeared on his body. A force burst out that bounced the little figure away, and then the black eyes of the little figure turned white instantly.

Nian Chengfu couldn't figure out what was going on with his body.

As long as you sense danger, your body will burst out with power that even science cannot explain.

That power comes and goes and cannot be controlled.

He approached Wen Qiao, naturally wanting to understand this indescribable power through her. However, just now, he heard for the first time that his soul was incomplete.

Could it be said that the strength in his body is due to his incomplete soul?
Nian Chengfu had no way of knowing what the outcome would be, so he could only take it one step at a time.

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Qiao finished his meditation. When he got up, Quan Yao and Yin Xiaotian were still resting.

Nian Chengfu got up early and brought bread and milk to her and others.

Nian Chengfu asked Wen Qiao: "Does this place still need to be cleaned up? It depends on when you want to arrange the decoration."

Wen Qiao sat at the dining table, took out the bread and took a bite. While chewing, he asked: "Show me the design..."

Still using the same laptop, Wen Qiao looked at the design drawings and listened to Nian Chengfu's explanation.

The style is Chinese ancient style, and there are basically no problems on the first and second floors. As for the third floor, Wen Qiao suggested: "I need to get a study room on the third floor, and then open another way to the open-air balcony."

In this way, when she is working in the study, when someone goes to the balcony, she does not have to go directly through the study.Nian Chengfu understood what Wen Qiao meant and started operating it directly on the computer. Then Wen Qiao added: "Put up another shed in the open air so that you can keep out the sun and rain..."

Then she would get a wicker table and wicker chairs in the shed, where she could write novels and get some coffee and cola if possible.

Thinking of this, Wen Qiao said: "We are setting up a tea room in the study. I can make coffee and so on, so I don't have to go downstairs to get it."

Nian Chengfu nodded and said, "How about I get you one for each floor?"

Wen Qiao: "This is the best, but will it cost too much?"

Nian Chengfu glanced at Wen Qiao and said somewhat helplessly: "How about you let me live here, and I will provide you with a full set of furniture and pay for half of the water and electricity?"

Wen Qiao patted Nian Chengfu on the shoulder with a solemn expression.

"Nian Chengfu, I think your brother is very loyal. It's a pity that he doesn't have many brothers..."

"..."

After the two discussed the design of the villa, with Wen Qiao's permission, Nian Chengfu began to decorate it.The previous sofas and beds in the villa were too modern and not suitable for the ancient style, so they were sold on the second-hand market.The major renovations in the villa alarmed the people living in Dexiang. When they learned that the haunted house had been sold, they all sympathized. When they learned that someone had successfully spent three days in that villa, everyone began to sympathize. Became envious.

It was probably because the clanging sound in the villa was so loud that Quan Yao and Yin Xiaotian, who were sleeping on the second floor, woke up early. They sat on the same bed and looked at each other. Quan Yao couldn't hold back her tears. Voice.

"I have beautiful hair! Look what has become of it now?" Quan Yao cried, looking at Wen Qiao with a pair of watery eyes, full of accusations.

"Baby apprentice, don't cry, it's just hair! Compared with cultivation, it's just something external to the body." Uncle Mo Yi's looming soul was comforting him. Without being invisible, he looked at Quan Yao as if a parent was coaxing him. My own children, I am afraid that my own children will cry and make noises.

"Is cultivating an immortal so dangerous?" Quan Yao curled her lips and spoke aggrievedly.

"No, no." For fear that his apprentice would give up on his practice, Uncle Mo Yi quickly spoke, then turned to look at Wen Qiao and said, "Um, Taiyi, is there a hair growth pill or a beauty pill..."

Wen Qiao glanced at Uncle Mo Yi angrily, then took out a medicine bottle from the space of the spiritual platform and threw it to Quan Yao: "This is a hair growth pill, two pills a day, one pill at a time."

Quan Yao couldn't wait to open it and smell it. It was quite fragrant.

Yin Xiaotian looked at it with greedy eyes and said hurriedly: "Master, I want it too."

Wen Qiao also gave Yin Xiaotian a bottle, and said with a little pain: "You will study hard in the future and strive to be able to make elixirs by yourself."

As he spoke, he began to calculate the price of refining the two bottles of hair growth pills in his mind.

The cost price is RMB 150, but considering its efficacy and functions, it can be sold for tens of thousands.

These two bottles of hair growth pills use ordinary herbs, so they can't be sold at sky-high prices.

"How do you make an elixir, Master?" Yin Xiaotian asked, then realized something and asked: "Master, where did you get this thing from?"

"From the Lingtai space." Wen Qiao said, and then explained: "It is equivalent to the portable space. It is located in the Dan Mansion and can be opened by entering the Golden Fairyland."

"Where is Dan Mansion?" Quan Yao was a little confused.

"Idiot, it's the Dantian, which is the area on your lower abdomen." Yin Xiaotian was not angry. At the same time, he was glad that the master had accepted a smart disciple like him. If he was like this, it would be very tiring to teach him.

Uncle Mo Yi on the side stared, pointed at Yin Xiaotian and said to Wen Qiao: "Taiyi, look, your apprentice says my apprentice is a fool..."

Wen Qiao looked slightly solemn and said to Xiaotian, "Xiaotian, Quanyao is not an idiot."

Yin Xiaotian nodded in response: "Yeah, I know, Quanyao is not an idiot."

Uncle Mo Yi's face looked a little better.

Dan Quanyao: “…….”

How does it feel to be called an idiot three times in a roundabout way?

Considering that they were going to specialize in the villa, Quanyao and Yin Xiaotian took a shower in the villa and then went back to their respective homes.

Wen Qiao also returned to the rental house with a dedicated person taking care of it, but when he looked at the open door and the people watching outside, Wen Qiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

She stepped forward, pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

But I saw a well-dressed woman pointing righteously at the person on the sofa, speaking righteously, and the person being pointed was currently huddled in the corner of the sofa, looking timid and a little nervous. Looking at each other confused.

(End of this chapter)