The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

Chapter 92: blame me for not being smart

Chapter 92 Blame me for not being smart

I felt that this kind of spell would not allow guests to enjoy the safest service, especially since this thing is very limited and cannot be operated flexibly.

Not to mention that she studied under the Sanqing Taoist Temple. This Taoist sect is lofty. In the past, she lived on incense and money. Exorcism and ghosts were all based on fate.

also led to the fact that after entering the new era, more and more people did not believe it, and the people of the ancestors' generation almost starved to death, so they changed the model.

However, the effect of the talisman painted by the Sanqing Taoist school in the hand is still different, especially if it falls into the hands of such a vicious person, he can lose this talisman unfortunately, or destroy it in an inexplicable way. can not be used.

Although they can explain that this person is extremely vicious, and even if the Sanqing Daoist encounters it, they can't save it, but they are not experts, and it is useless to buy a talisman, then you are a liar.

So this kind of talisman has too much uncertainty compared to solving the problem by yourself.

Tang Jin originally wondered if he was overpriced.

Have you become a profiteer from what you learned from your big brother today?

But Tang Jin looked over with a pair of cat pupils, and saw that the other party was excited.

The last light of the sky fell on his face, as if he was holding the last hope seriously.

Great benefactor!

His eyes were filled with such emotions.

"Sister! I want ten! You are my sister!"

True Brother Tang Wenyu: ?

Looking for a kick, right?

***

In the end, the old man stopped this activity of spreading feudal superstition at the school gate for the time being.

After all, with the price of the 100,000 Talisman Paper, plus the music, this crazy look.

I'm afraid they will go to the bureau to explain it.

went to a nearby restaurant.

The four people's flattery was really hype.

As for the five-year-old cub, is it so believable?

The talisman was given by her, right?

That means they were saved by her, right?

What else is there to say?

Flattery and give money!

The little nanny was embarrassed in the end, and one person gave them an extra talisman.

This meal was finally finished.

Tang Wenyu didn't plan to live in the dormitory either.

The Tang family also has an industry here, but Tang Wenyu is usually lazy and doesn't want to walk so much.

In this regard, Qi Hai and others have only one sentence to send.

watched Tang Wenyu take the little milk dumpling away.

The soft little cutie also waved to them.

It was almost time for the four of them to go home.

Curved into a few talisman papers in each pocket, and instantly felt safe.

"Okay, it's almost gone. The four of us have been together for several days."

Qi Hai also packed his things, feeling a little more at ease.

Just listen to the big Liu Zi next to him.

"Well, we all go to the toilet together."

silenced everyone.

But in the end, he was silent and waited for the four family members to arrive before getting into the car separately.

Qucheng returned home.

In addition to his parents, his aunt was also there.

It's just that his aunt's face is not very good and looks a little haggard.

Qu Cheng simply said hello, and hurriedly arranged these talismans in his room.

"Dacheng, what are you doing in such a hurry? Come and chat with your aunt for a while, and help me comfort your aunt. She has not been sleeping well recently and has some hallucinations. Come and talk to your aunt."

Qu Cheng's aunt just moved to a new house not long ago.

New house, but maybe the occupancy rate is not that high. She didn't sleep very well this week. In the last two days, she arrived at Qu Cheng's house. Although it was better, she didn't sleep well.

Whoever imagined this sentence, his eyes widened: "My aunt also met a ghost?!"

Seeing his sister's face paler for a moment, Qu's mother: This unlucky child!

Because the two sisters have a good relationship, so Qu Cheng has a good relationship with his aunt.

Hearing this, he quickly sat down.

"What I said is true! I met a paper figurine at school this time, and it almost died. Fortunately, Brother Yu and his sister had learned skills from Taoist Temple before and gave a talisman. The paper figurine didn't meet me. burn-"

Mother Qu raised her hand and covered his forehead, her eyes worried.

"What nonsense is this?"

Compilation:…

"Hey, I can't tell you."

Qu Cheng took out his own talisman and stuffed one into his aunt.

"I bought this one for 100,000 yuan. Auntie, try this first and it won't work. If it works, I'll ask your sister if she can visit your house tomorrow, but my sister seems to charge a lot."

"One hundred thousand pieces!" Qu's mother almost patted him on the head, "I think you really have a fever, and it only cost me five thousand yuan to burn incense at the largest temple in Shendu."

"Yes, yes, I have heard you say this several times. I found a bald donkey for 5,000 yuan to draw talismans. I came back to see how to draw the Taoist talisman system, and then took a closer look. No Amitabha Buddha wrote it for you in a twisted way."

Know that you are still fooled!

The back of Qu Cheng's head won a shot from the mother.

Then when two more talismans slipped out of a staggered pocket he was photographed in, Mother Qu was already looking at the expression of a fool.

For their family, Qu Cheng bought it with his own pocket money, but he didn't feel bad for the money.

is just a little bit annoying—

Qu's mother played Jing Jing's upper body, covered her chest and sat back on the sofa, "Blame me, blame me for being stupid, my son follows me! It's better than blue."

Compilation:…

"No, Mom, I promise you didn't have a stupid son."

Later you will know what a good deal it is to save a life for 100,000 yuan.

He said, and stuffed one into Qu's mother's pocket before going upstairs quickly.

I could only hear him shouting upstairs from a distance.

"The one that fell on the ground is waiting for my dad to come back and give it to my dad!"

"This child," Mother Qu shook her head helplessly, "Okay, at least I know I'll bring you something when I come back from outside."

"Don't train him, don't care, he bought this thing, something must have scared him."

Qu Cheng's aunt Jiang Ting looked at the talisman.

"Okay, I'll leave him alone for now and talk to him later. As for this, I brought it back with me anyway. He's only sixteen years old. How old is his classmate's sister? If you want me to say, you are Take it easy..."

After returning to the room, Jiang Ting looked at the talisman paper in her hand, her eyes were a little complicated, and finally she pressed the talisman paper under the pillow.

***

And the residence of the Tang family.

There are only three of them except the auntie who regularly comes to clean and deliver meals and the housekeeper who comes with him.

The old man is obviously the winner of this week's milk battle.

I took my little milk out today, but no one else could follow me.

But it also has something to do with the fact that the old man is more leisurely, and the second most leisurely Tang Yan is not suitable to go out at the moment.

The house is heated and air-conditioned.

Tang Wenyu holds the little milk cub in his arms, wearing a white shirt inside and only a coat on the outside.

The beautiful and delicate collarbone is sexy, the Adam's apple slides up and down, the fingertips are placed on the lips, and he plays chess with his grandfather lazily.

Little milk is usually calm today.

But at the moment in Tang Wenyu's arms, the surrounding is still warm and sleepy.

The chess pieces that Tang Wenyu 'eaten' are kept on Xiao Nianjin's side.

Tang Jin used these chess pieces to build up high.

The top **** rolls down.

The sleepy Tang Jin didn't move.

"Brother, 'Bing' rolled down."

Tang Wenyu was very patient at this time.

Retrieve the pieces.

Not long after, the sleepy little milk voice sounded again.

"Brother, the 'Bing' rolled down again."

Pick it up again—