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C8 Mr. Qing Shui

"Old... "Boss." Ming Yu was so scared that he hid himself in Ming Qing's embrace.

I just squatted on the ground and picked up the shattered vase. Then, my body started to spin non-stop around the Yellow Talisman. Just as Luo Mingshang was about to run away, the door suddenly closed and I let out a furious roar. "A million spiritual talismans exploded."

"My wife, don't ?" A scream followed.

"Stop, boss!" It was Ming Yu screaming.

"Boom ?" The sound of a million talismans exploding.

I steeped myself in the tea, then walked out of the shop that had already perished, "Ming Yu, call for people to fix it."

"Boss!" Ming Yu could not help but shout out, "Can you not play your tricks inside the house?

I spread my hands. " I've tried to narrow the explosion. " So the house hasn't fallen yet, and my targets are all around a single point. It will be all right.

"This is simply not something that can be solved by narrowing the explosion range," Ming Yu said anxiously. "In the future, you have to call me when you go out and do it." When it comes to guarding money, Ming Yu loves it even more than me.

"Alright, alright, I understand." Ye Zichen sighed helplessly, then sat on the cold chair by the door while carrying a teacup.

"That ?" Ming Qing carefully raised his hand. Right now, the two girls over there are not easy to mess with, anyone who is provoked will be in for it, so Ming Qing could only lean towards the Mystical Zero. That... Don't worry about it? "

"No need." The Mystical Zero smiled as it poured a cup of tea directly into Ming Qing's mouth.

The truth proved that as long as Luo Mingshang was mentioned, Mystical Zero was also dangerous.

"Don't worry, I won't die." I held my teacup and sneered. I didn't tie him up, so I can't run. He should have already escaped before the talisman exploded.

Ming Yu went upstairs and called someone to fix it. Ming Qing carefully moved to the lobby of the first floor and checked to make sure that the ghost wasn't dead.

Now that the living room on the first floor could be said to be a demolition site, it was normal for people to continue working here. People passing by would occasionally look over to see what had happened.

The owner of the shop next door was an old man in his thirties who also cultivated. However, all of the things in his shop are spirit weapon s that help people out, and some of them are even cheaper than some of the antiques in my shop.

I like him a lot, his name is Qing Shui, I like to call him Mr. Qing Shui, he is like his name, his entire being is as gentle as water, but occasionally his mind will be a little messed up, and he will have another personality. But after the old man left, he had treated me like he was taking care of me, so I treated him as an uncle.

"Oh, Xiao Tong is cultivating again." When Qing Shui saw me drinking tea at the entrance, and saw the smoke coming out from the shop behind me, he laughed helplessly.

"Mr. Qing Shui, it's alright." I smiled sweetly. "Anyway, money is just an external object, right?"

"Well, that's what you say, but it would be better if you could use it elsewhere." Qing Shui shook his head helplessly, and looked at me as if I was his own child.

I smiled and poured another cup of tea. "Mr. Qing Shui, would you like to drink some tea with me?"

"Your skills in making tea is something even the Senior Shuo would praise." Qing Shui walked over and extended his hand to receive the teacup. In the next second, he suddenly grabbed my hand, "This is ? A spiritual medium? "

"Yes." I nodded. "I've been set up by someone. It's okay."

"Oh? Who would be so bold? " "Qing Shui took the cup and released my hand. Are you alright? "

"It's nothing. It's just two hours, that's all." I sighed, "Now that the underworld and marriage laws are reformed, divorce without reason needs to be reviewed for a year."

Qing Shui was startled, "New?"

"Yes, a few days ago." I nodded. Thinking about the marriage law reform, it seemed like it was only a few days away from Luo Mingshang and me getting married. Something was wrong. This Luo Mingshang couldn't be a big shot, right? He was a famous figure even in the underworld.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Did you tell this to Senior Shuo? " Qing Shui asked in concern.

I thought for a moment and shook my head. "Don't tell the old man for now. For the time being, he is of no harm to me. Since it's only a year from the examination, I will take it as raising more people."

Qing Shui nodded his head and began to advise me, "There's no reason, how can it be considered as no reason?"

"Except for divorce, domestic violence, marital errors, and other violations of the marriage laws," I answered after a moment's thought.

"Is bigamy counted?" Qing Shui snickered and came over.

Why didn't I think of it? Wait, bigamy? Otherwise, he would definitely be swallowed up by that brat. But this time, the King of Hell is actually a girl, other than the King of Hell, the three great masters of underworld, the other two of them. Pluto has been at the bottom of the River Styx for years, and no one has ever seen him, and it is said that the Ghost King has already left the underworld realm.

"He's a bit strong." I took a sip of my tea and shook my head.

"How strong is it?" Qing Shui asked casually.

"According to his own account, he's already been dead for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. It could even be hundreds of millions of years." That was what he said himself, though it wasn't exactly accurate for a ghost with no sense of time.

Qing Shui almost spat out his tea. "Cough, cough, then you better pray for yourself."

Hey, hey, give up just like that? Where is the promised care? Hey, hey, you're too unreliable.

After Qing Shui finished his tea, the customers in the store put down the teacups to greet the guests. I reached out to pack up my tea set and entered the room as well.

Every time they saw Ming Yu using Spirit Mending, they would feel a wave of happiness. His fingers were as gentle as if they were dancing, and the fragments also danced along with the jump, then were reassembled into a complete product, exactly the same as before the repair.

The rest were broken chandeliers, windows, walls and other places that couldn't be repaired. repairman was here whenever he was called, looking at the chestnut haired young man who was fixing the chandelier on his chair, I silently went up to the second floor. repairman hated people who destroyed things the most, so I didn't want to get beaten up.

The second floor didn't seem to be affected at all. I took off my shoes and walked to the balcony window barefooted. From here, I could see the street. The sun was shining down warmly, and the ground was warm.

Pulling open the door of the french window, I climbed wearily onto the basket of rattan chairs on the balcony and curled up like a kitten. The weather was still a little cold, with soft cushions under the rattan chair and a thick blanket beside it.

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