Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"How much?" Relative to the excitement of Zejing Green's greed, Li Xuehao is much calmer, money, he is not lacking, and although he just glanced at it, he actually saw the amount on the check, which is 10 million. . A small ten million is nothing to him.

"10 million, it is 10 million oh, we are half of each, and there are 5 million!" Zejing Green said with excitement, the voices trembled, and the look of the fans can be completely between the words. Hear it.

"Give me half of it." Li Xuehao was completely unmoved and said faintly.

"What do you say?" The expression on Sawai's green face was stagnation, and he wondered if he had got it wrong.

"Help me donate." Li Xuehao repeated one side.

Zejing Green listened clearly this time, and also confirmed that he did not have auditory hallucinations. His face was incredible: "In the true world, are you sure you want to donate? This is five million! Five million! You have to put five Do you donate millions of dollars?” The amount is emphasized several times to highlight the huge number.

"Yes, donate all." Li Xuehao once again confirmed that by the way, he reported the address of Ertan Orphanage and asked her to donate money to the orphanage.

Zejing Green gradually calmed down and looked at him with a strange look: "It seems that really is a very gentle person. Rest assured, I will donate it for you, use your name?"

"No, you can use your name." Li Xuehao did not look at the name of the virtual name, who donated the same.

Sakai Green has nothing to say, and the guy who donated a huge sum of money at hand is obviously difficult for her to understand.

Li Xuehao continued to move forward. Zejing Green carefully collected the cheque and chased it up: "Yes, where are we going now?"

"Looking for someone." Li Xuehao casually responded, opened his right hand, the two faint black gas that had been caught in his hands had been merged together, drifting out of his hands, but not drifting away, always keeping In the midair one meter away from him, "follow it, you can find it."

Sawai Green just saw his movements in the dark, and now he finally knows why he did it.

A faint black gas leads the way, but the average person can hardly see its existence, and the two follow suit.

......

At the same time, it is located in a handicraft shop in Zhonghua Street.

The shops are not large, but the decoration is quite exquisite, and there are many kinds of post-productions sold, including Song Jin, bamboo weaving, straw, embroidery, batik, wood carving, oil paper umbrella, clay sculpture, paper-cutting... almost everything.

However, at this time, the shop has already been beaten, and the door is half-closed. There are only three people in the store.

One is a middle-aged man in a long gown. His body is tall and tall. It is estimated to be more than eight meters in a meter, but his hair is half bald. It looks funny and looks different, giving a feeling of gloom.

Beside him is a young man, about twenty years old, wearing ordinary casual clothes, watching him respectfully behind the middle-aged man in the gown, seems to be his younger generation.

There is also a middle-aged person opposite the two, suits and shoes, shoes and shoes, a successful person dressed. It is a pity that the monkey has a sharp mouth and the image is greatly discounted.

The middle-aged man in a long-sleeved shirt sat behind a table, but he was sitting in a strange position. He was sitting on the side, but the upper body was leaning forward, and a small flag was inserted on the table in front of him.

The flag does not know what kind of material is made, non-paper and cloth, and it is full of snake worms and ants, which is a bit scary. However, the middle-aged man in the long-sleeved shirt did not have the slightest fear, even grabbed the small flag and gently played it in his hand.

"With Master Crane, when do we call again?" The middle-aged man in a suit and a middle-aged man looked at the middle-aged man with a relaxed attitude, and some asked unsettledly.

"No hurry." The middle-aged man in the gown squinted at him faintly, although his face was blank, but from the gloomy gloom in the depths of his eyes, he was obviously not so calm.

The middle-aged man in the suit was a little afraid of him. He dared not rush again. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and stood still and did not dare to speak any more.

The middle-aged man in the long-sleeved shirt played the horrible flag in his hand for a while. It seems that some people couldn’t bear to stand on the opposite side and said: "Inaba, go back today, when you call, I will inform you."

"Yes, there is a master of the crane." The middle-aged man in the suit bowed deeply to him and walked back in three steps.

"Master, this is the filial piety of the guy." Seeing the middle-aged man in the suit, the young man on the side suddenly handed him a piece of slap-sized paper, saying that it was not Japanese, but Mandarin.

The middle-aged man in the gown took a faint glance and handed the paper back to the young man. He also said in Mandarin: "Wait for the bank to account."

"Yes!" The young man respected the anomaly, but when he glanced at the door, his expression became disdainful. "Master, we are really in the right place. The money of this little devil is good."

When I heard this disdain, the middle-aged man in the gown did not think that he was embarrassed. Instead, he nodded and raised a fierce color on his face: "When I developed, the old **** who forced us to leave the country, they One individual wants to have a good life."

"Yes, we must lose it, we must get it back." Young people also fiercely echoed.

The middle-aged man in the long-sleeved shirt did not speak any more, but instead took the small flag in his hand and continued to "play".

However, I don’t know whether it’s the quality reason or the strength of playing. I saw that the small flag in my hand suddenly trembled. The “cloth” on a small flag fell and fell to the table.

The place where it quickly fell, the small piece of "cloth" was like a fire, and it turned into a small pile of black ashes. The breeze passed, and the black ashes were taken away.

"Damn!" The middle-aged man in the gown looked changed, then grabbed the small flag and inserted it on the table. However, without waiting for him to plug in, he slammed and slammed, and couldn't help but throw a small flag on the table, just like the small flag suddenly produced a violent heat and burned him.

The young man next to "Master!" shouted in dismay.

The middle-aged man's face is gloomy: "I'm fine, I didn't expect this time, like the last time, I actually met the 'same person', solved my viciousness, damn, damn, **** it!" "Damn," shows how angry he is in his heart.

"Are we going to change places again?" The young man's face climbed into grace.

The middle-aged face of the gown is a glimpse, and the yin test is authentic: "No, this time we will stay here, I have to look at it, the other party is really so magical, you can find it here, even if you find... I will let He tasted what the 'worm worms' tasted."