Master of Soul-Building: Volume 3

By Zhao BanXian

In the underworld, the heavens were set, and the gods and spirits were created to change their lives.What was the fear of days? carving knife of gold and silver, sculpting all things;

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Nov 6, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647369781

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DEALER

CHAPTER 201 - VICTORIA

After all, everyone values their privacy. I will first check if the ancient books that my Grandpa left behind have any information about the Great Benefactor Map in them.

Right now, the most important thing was to complete the statue of the messenger.

Otherwise, Cheng Jia, this girl, would be stuck by my side all day.

Speaking of which, didn't Cheng Jia still stay in my shop?

Guan Ju replied that she seemed to have something in the company that needed to be done. She told her to go back first and that she would be here shortly.

I wanted some peace and quiet, so I didn't mind about anything else. I went to the shower, sat on the worktable, and started to work on the statue of the Emissary.

This Buddha's Appearance was a solemn Dharma, and it must be pure gold in color. It could not be made with a single sliver of negligence.

It was a full-length Dharma Idol, about a foot long, and I finished it in the evening.

When I finished, I wrapped them in red cloth s. I waited for Cheng Jia to come back, but I didn't see him back even when it was midnight.

Under such circumstances, I started to get anxious. If a girl still hadn't come back by midnight, then something must have happened to her.

In a moment of desperation, I called Cheng Jia but no one answered, and no one replied me with a WeChat.

I was really worried.

If something really does happen to her, then I can't account to her for it to the Grandpa.

Seeing my nervous expression, Zhang Tiangang told me not to panic. After calming down, he asked me if it was possible for Cheng Jia to work overtime at the company. After all, working overtime was a common thing for people like him.

However, no matter how much overtime he worked, it was unlikely that his phone would be turned off.

I thought for a moment and was prepared to go to her company with Zhang Tiangang to have a look.

Cheng Jia told me the name of the software they developed before. After searching the Internet for the name of the software, she found the address. The two of us will drive there.

In the middle of the night, there was still a group of people working overtime, but they didn't see Cheng Jia.

I asked from the front desk. The receptionist was very polite as she said that Cheng Jia and a few customers had gone to Victoria Bar to drink.

I cursed the girl in my heart. Is it silly to turn off my phone when I drink?

I was still a little worried. Since I knew the address, it was always good to go and see it.

Zhang Tiangang, on the other hand, is very excited, going to a place like a bar cannot do without girls, he can also broaden his horizons with me.

Victoria Bar is an A-level bar, the kind that drinks and drinks easily up to ten thousand, beauties and luxurious cars.

It was not a problem for the group of people to spend one million and eight hundred thousand yuan in there. Those who went were basically the rich second generations or business leaders.

My Audi A6 is parked in front of the door. It's no different from a Chery QQ.

I thought that this Cheng Jia's customer was definitely not ordinary, to be able to bring her to this kind of place to play.

But no matter what, for Cheng Jia's sake, the two of us also rushed inside. Luckily, no matter what, the Audi A6 was still a car, so the security did not stop us.

Once they entered, they found themselves in what was known as a wine pond filled with meat. It was filled with a lively and fragrant smell. Atop the stage, there were all beauties with bare arms and exposed thighs.

The dJ sounds never stopped.

Furthermore, the scene inside was extremely huge, it was impossible to find Cheng Jia in a short while.

We could only grope around the tables, but soon we attracted the attention of the nightclub's security guards.

A man wearing a suit and a director's badge came over with a group of security guards and asked us what the two of us were doing in here. If we want to come in and play, then ask the two of us to hurry up and leave.

From the looks of it, she was going to use both force and force.

I only said that I had come to look for someone, but the Prefect of Police laughed and said:

I've seen a lot of people like you. They all say that they came here to look for someone, but actually, it's not that their hands and feet are dirty, but they're either trying to establish a connection with them. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and f * ck off.

When I heard those words, I was immediately displeased. There was no need to make the words sound so bad. After hearing those words, I immediately prepared to argue with this Director.

But before I could open my mouth, I suddenly heard a scream from behind me.

Get out of my way, you want to eat my tofu? You scoundrel!

When I heard the voice, I knew it was Cheng Jia's, so I quickly turned to look.

Cheng Jia was standing on my back on a soft card and she was wearing a black dress with a strap on her body. However, one of the suspenders on her shoulders seemed to have been pulled down, causing the Clothes to tilt a little, even revealing the twin peaks on her body slightly.

Beside her sat a few drunk men, who were not even 30 years old, perverted enough to reach out and touch the thighs under Cheng Jia's skirt.

Come and let laozi feel comfortable, I'll immediately make this investment for you guys.

Seeing that both of my hands were about to touch them, I couldn't care less about that Director. I hastily shouted and stopped.

He flipped from the sofa in front to Cheng Jia's seat, raised his palm and fiercely smacked it across the face of the pig.

That person was instantly stunned. He covered his face in anger, Miss Cheng, who the hell is this kid?

Seeing me descend from the sky, Cheng Jia rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and said to me in shock:

Why are you here?

If I don't come here, then I think something must have happened to you today. Don't come to this kind of place from now on.

I rolled my eyes at Cheng Jia as I picked up the alcohol from the Table and poured all of it onto the face of the pig.

If you dare touch her again in the future, I'll f * cking cripple you.

Let's go!

Just as I pulled Cheng Jia up to leave, the few people at the side all surrounded us.

That pig covered his face with his hands and said, Damn it, you think you can run after hitting me? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Everyone, attack!

There were at least six or seven people surrounding me, and all of them were taller than one meter 89. They were all young men with blades like they were chopping down an axe, and from the looks of it, they were probably bodyguards under the hands of this pig.

They have tightly surrounded me, Zhang Tiangang, and Cheng Jia.

Just as the fight was about to start, the director who kept maintaining order in the bar ran off.

I looked at Zhang Tiangang with a helpless expression and said:

Bro, looks like we'll have to risk it all today.

Zhang Tiangang shrugged his shoulders, he had never been afraid to talk about fighting.

Fighting was more important than numbers. If there were more people on one side, then as long as there was no problem with their momentum, they would definitely win.

Moreover, these people had been trained professionally. If they really fight, Zhang Tiangang and I would have no chance at all.

However, even if they didn't lose, they still had to. I raised a bottle of champagne and smashed it onto the Table, holding a bottle that was half full of glass in my hand. Who the fuck wants to come up, I won't be polite.

CHAPTER 202 - PIG'S HAND

I'm scared of you.

A baldy shook the tendons on his body and swung his arm up, ready to fuck me.

Luckily, I was fast enough to grab the half bottle of champagne and throw it directly at his armpits.

This place was the soft flesh of a human, no matter how you practiced elsewhere, this place was open and open. A bottle of champagne was smashed down and the bald man cried out miserably.

I took the opportunity to hook my leg towards this bald guy and pressed him down below me. But before I could completely control him, Zhang Tiangang, who was at the side, shouted:

Brother Qin, be careful!

I couldn't react for a moment, and in a split-second, an ice bucket was thrown right at my head.

That taste, white ice with a small tin bucket solid bang on my head.

The remaining bodyguards surrounded me before I could react. One of them grabbed my arm while the other held my foot up.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Tiangang was so mad that he was like a calf. He raised a sofa and smashed it onto the two bodyguards.

However, two fists were unable to fight against four kicks, and after a while, the remaining bodyguards also managed to suppress Zhang Tiangang.

F * ck, attack. If something happens, just leave it to me.

When the pig saw that both of us were trapped, he rubbed his face and took out a stack of bills from the Clothes.

These bodyguards are really useless. Seeing that someone was backing them up, they did not hesitate and pressed down on our lower legs. Their arms were behind our backs and they raised their retractable rods to strike at our stomachs.

Seeing this, Cheng Jia was so anxious that she started crying. She covered her mouth and begged the salty pig's hand to let us go, she would do anything, no matter what.

Hurry up and leave, don't worry about such things. I turned my head to look at Cheng Jia, and coldly spat on the ground.

You have guts. Don't let me out of here today. Otherwise, you have to be careful of your own legs.

Heh heh, do you think you can get out of here? I'll beat you up every time I see you.

The pig smiled indifferently and took the retractable stick from the bodyguard, preparing to punch me in the stomach.

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed the stick in his hand.

Friend, be magnanimous.

The person said with a smile.

Using the light from the bar, I looked up and saw Wu Tongyong.

He was also wearing a matching robe and looked gentle and refined.

Who the fuck are you?

The pig said as it tried to snatch the retractable rod from its hand.

Wu Tongyong laughed coldly, he only used his thumb to lightly press down on the retractable rod, and the rod actually became a U shaped weapon.

I was also stunned for a moment when I saw this. This expansion function is made of special steel. Just how much strength does this person need to have in his hands to be able to bend the rod with his fingers?

Even the bodyguards could see that Wu Tongyong was probably ruthless, he actually shivered for a moment.

As soon as that pig saw the situation, he glared at the people around him and said, Hurry up and f * ck up. Are you guys the ones who brought you here to eat? Knock him down and give me 50,000 yuan for one person.

There would definitely be brave men under the heavy reward. The few bodyguards who did not know whether they were dead truly rushed over, upon seeing this, Wu Tongyong laughed coldly.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the elbow bone of one of the bodyguards. With a light pinch, the sound of the bodyguard screaming could be heard.

Then, Wu Tongyong took a step back and spread his wings like a great roc, grabbing the waists of the two bodyguards.

At first, the two of them wanted to resist, but Wu Tongyong's hand strength was so terrifying that it just so happened to grab onto their waists, causing them to be unable to move due to the pain.

This time, I'll let you off.

Wu Tongyong flung his power, and the two of them were thrown onto the sofa chair at almost the same time, and they leaned on each other as they cried out.

The remaining bodyguards, upon seeing this scene, did not dare to come up again.

Wu Tongyong respectfully helped the two of us up from the ground, then patted the dust off our bodies and said:

Boss Qin, what a coincidence. I have the time to drink here today.

Wu Tongyong's question was obviously a question that he knew the answer to. I was a little embarrassed by his question, so I nudged my hand with my chin:

Someone was doing something today, so I came over.

Oh!

Wu Tongyong pretended not to worry and laughed: Then it seems that someone is looking for trouble with you, Boss Qin. Do you need my help?

Upon seeing the people he had under his command, Salty Piggy was as obedient as a grandson. He covered his mouth and said,

Don't. I had eyes but couldn't recognize the jade inlaid gold. I don't know which supreme deity you are. Today's matter was a misunderstanding.

I looked at him coldly. Could it be a misunderstanding that he was using the liquor to wipe off the girl's oil?

Wu Tongyong also nodded his head, and added:

This kind of person has a cheap hand, it's the cure for illness.

How do I treat him? Does Mr. Wu have any ideas? He's my friend, so I should at least help him.

If the old man's hands aren't able to cure her, he's most likely pretending. It'll be fine after cutting him off.

Wu Tongyong let out a cold laugh. He pressed down on the arm of the salted pig's hand, raised up half a bottle of broken champagne, and was prepared to cut his hand.

That scene was extremely nervous, as there were six or seven bodyguards and not a single one of them dared to come forward.

Brother, brother, I was wrong. The pig raised its hand and yelled,

I have eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai. Next time, I definitely won't do something like this. Please let me go.

Wu Tongyong gave me a meaningful glance, saying, Let me go if I say so.

I can only look at this battle and not think too much. After thanking Wu Tongyong, I let him go.

As if saved, the pig's hand almost kneeled down to kowtow to us, twisted its body, and fled with its bodyguards.

Wu Tongyong and I clasped our hands together, and said that if he wasn't here today, who knows what kind of situation this would turn into, I will remember this favor in my heart.

Wu Tongyong didn't seem to care about all this, he just pointed to his own flexible card and invited us over for a drink.

I looked in the direction he pointed at, there were still three or four people sitting on top of the soft card. All of them were well-dressed and dressed in formal attire, it seems like Wu Tongyong came here today to discuss business, so I politely bowed to him and told him to drink again next time he had a chance.

Zhang Tiangang and I turned around and brought Cheng Jia out.

CHAPTER 203 - I'LL RAISE YOU!]

I'm gonna raise you.

Who knew that Cheng Jia was still fine inside the bar, but the moment I stepped out of the door, she immediately fainted. Her entire body twisted and twisted as she reached out to grab my neck, then continued to bite my collarbone.

I was stunned for a moment. I had never seen anyone so drunk when he finished his wine.

Cheng Jia, are you alright?

I lifted Cheng Jia's head. Her face was red and covered with a thin layer of sweat.

It looked a bit like a flush.

Cheng Jia straightened her body and unconsciously took off her high heels. She bent her toes and looked at me hazily:

Qin... Qin Yi, let's not go back today. Can we find a place to sleep? I want you …

Before Cheng Jia could finish speaking, her entire face was pressed against my chest.

I was almost frightened when I saw this. Zhang Tiangang frowned, he seemed to have figured something out, and I told him to be frank.

Zhang Tiangang squirmed for a while, then said:

Cheng Jia, could it be that someone drugged him? This thing tides with the wind, it's very powerful.

Cheng Jia's entire body became as soft as a snake's. Her legs coiled around my thighs, and her hands reached into my shirt. She used her fingernails to constantly rub against my spine.

It felt like scratching, and with each stroke, my body vibrated with the frequency.

If this goes on, Cheng Jia and I will probably have something going on.

Zhang Tiangang saw that, let us get in the car first. He was driving while I took care of Cheng Jia behind him.

Who knew that after getting on the carriage, Cheng Jia would completely release herself. She laid on the seat horizontally, and rested her head on my thigh.

Both of my hands were continuously fiddling with my body. After being played with by her, the blood in my body instantly boiled, my heartbeat sped up, and I panted as I grabbed onto Cheng Jia's hands.

Cheng Jia let out a joyful laugh as she crawled up with a blurry face. His upper body leaned against my body, and she was as calm as a escaping rabbit.

Fortunately, this time Cheng Jia finally quietened down. Hugging a 20 year old girl, my body's dopamine was about to explode.

He could only silently memorize the 24 word core values in his mind and restrain himself.

Suddenly, Cheng Jia tremblingly said:

Qin Yi, I want to vomit …

Before I could react, there was a whooshing sound and a whole pile of stuff was spat on my white shirt.

That kind of feeling made him unable to believe it.

After returning to the shop, Cheng Jia was unconscious. I placed her on the folding bed, closed my eyes and took off the Clothes from her body.

Fortunately, she was able to pull apart the dress this easily with just a tug of force. After giving Cheng Jia a new white shirt, she went back to take a bath.

It seemed like there was no hope for him to settle the matters in the rented apartment today.

When she gets up tomorrow, I'll have to ask her what a big girl is doing in that kind of garden.

The next day, when Guan Ju came to work, the two of us woke up.

Seeing that Zhang Tiangang and I were almost sleeping together on the sofa chair, Guan Ju's expression was clearly somewhat shocked, as though he came at the wrong time.

I hurriedly told Guan Ju not to misunderstand, but at this time, Cheng Jia was wearing a white shirt, with nothing for the rest of his life.

Last night, the shirt had been unbuttoned due to the buttoning with its eyes closed. The top two buttons were open, and the white rabbit inside had propped them up.

Cheng Jia walked out of my Office in a daze, barefooted.

When we came out, she even asked me how I got her to be in my Office.

Seeing this scene, Guan Ju's eyeballs almost fell out. Her mouth opened so wide that an egg could almost be stuffed inside.

Lady Boss, this is … What style?

Cheng Jia lowered her head to look at her chest, and let out a cry, I immediately covered Zhang Tiangang's eyes that were filled with dissatisfaction.

Sorry, last night, I switched the Clothes for you with my eyes closed.

I took off my jacket and pulled Cheng Jia away, then got her to find a pair of pants that I wore in the Office.

It was weird, when Cheng Jia wore a man's attire, her long hair draped over her back, giving off a strange feeling of coolness.

After changing the Clothes, my anger rose as I asked Cheng Jia why she went to that bar last night.

Cheng Jia looked at me innocently, saying that she didn't know who that person was either. That person was called Xu You Cheng, and was a Mine owner.

For a small internet company like her, having someone invest in her would be a great thing. Cheng Jia's boss was really happy and wanted Cheng Jia to follow up on this matter.

Xu Youcheng would always let her go out to discuss matters, but she was always the only one that went out.

How could Cheng Jia, a big girl, be willing to agree? She came and went, but Xu You Cheng was very unhappy. She threatened Cheng Jia with the investment, saying that if she didn't come to Victoria at night to drink, then there would be no need to talk about the investment anymore.

Cheng Jia had no choice but to go.

And then something happened.

After I heard what was said, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh. These days, there are really hooligans crawling all over the streets. A big girl's house is way too dangerous.

Why don't you quit your job over there? This isn't asking you to go to work, it's clearly asking you to go drink with me.

Cheng Jia's pair of big, watery eyes looked at me innocently and said:

Sure, if I don't work, you can raise me. I eat very little.

I nodded my head. Since there was already a front desk for Guan Ju, it didn't matter if there was one more.

Cheng Jia just works here, that's pretty good, I'll take care of her on her behalf, Grandpa.

That's not what I meant. Cheng Jia seemed to feel that he was a little disappointed and pouted, but his expression quickly turned into an excited one and he said:

Then I'll be going to work with you from now on.

I agree, but I don't think I can compare with the salary of the company where she worked.

After hearing all these, Zhang Tiangang looked at me with a bit of disappointment. He said that I was indeed single.

Actually, how could I not know what Cheng Jia meant?

However, I know very well which part I am in. As someone who has entered the yin and yang lines, from that moment on, my life is not mine.

There are a lot of things I don't have a choice about.

For example, regarding matters of the heart, armor is also a weakness. I don't have the qualifications or the ability to be someone else's armor to protect my own weakness.

I silently said thank you, Cheng Jia in my heart.

CHAPTER 204 - PHANTOM BODY IN MIRROR

However, Cheng Jia was very happy to be able to work here, and immediately called the company to resign.

Anyway, Cheng Jia's job has already been taken away, so if there's nothing else to do, I'll let Cheng Jia go home with me first to clear up the matters at home.

Cheng Jia's house had only been empty for two or three days, but suddenly there was a strange gloomy feeling.

This was probably because of the ghosts s in the house.

However, in broad daylight, the ghosts probably wouldn't dare to come out if it couldn't handle the sun, moon, and stars. For the safety of the ghosts, I made Zhang Tiangang close the windows in the room tightly, and drew the curtains.

At the same time, he brought out the statue of the messenger.

The messenger belonged to the divine sculpture, and in his face, he looked solemn and dignified, without a hint of evil. The three of us respectfully kneeled on the ground, held our incense sticks up and said:

The receiver has a spirit, who is benevolent and compassionate, who can turn all the souls of the world into the west, enjoy the world, report the three graciousness, and experience three hardships. If you agree, then accept it here, your disciple will kowtow before you possess the talent for the soul of the unreincarnated world. "

After I finished this sentence, I firmly kowtowed three times.

In an instant, there was a burst of sound coming from the side of his ear. It was the Amitabha.

However, neither of them heard the sound.

I understand that the supernatural sculpture has already shown itself.

Right now, what he needed to do was to let Zhang Sheng come out. In broad daylight, it would not be easy for him to accomplish this task.

Fortunately, I went to borrow a Divine Equipment from Feng Si in advance, the Soul Guiding Bell.

Meng Ke's Soul Suppressing Bell looked very similar to this thing, it was also a square bell.

However, even though Meng Ke's bell could ring, it did not ring at all.

More accurately speaking, it was not because the bell could not emit any sound, but because the sound it produced could not be heard.

Inside the bell, there was only a red thread. The sound of the thread hitting the bell could not be heard by humans, but the ghosts could hear it clearly. Furthermore, it could accept its lead and walk in front of the person.

Seeing that it was about time, I held the bell in one hand and the statue of the Emissary in the other.

You're talented in the Wandering Soul Chapter, hurry up and return.

Then he shook the bell with all his might.

Not long later, a cold wind suddenly blew inside the house, scaring Cheng Jia to hide behind me.

Suddenly, an extremely deep voice said:

Who asked me to come this late at night?

I looked down and saw that half of Chang's body was collapsed a few meters in front of me.

Phantom and man have reversed working hours, and our days are equal to their nights.

That Innate Ability looked at me drowsily and said with some shock:

You, why did you guys come back to my house? Get the hell out of here right now.

I coldly coughed and regretfully told him,

Zhang Ming, don't misunderstand. It's not that we came to your house, but that you are already dead. You are still staying in this world. We are here to surpass you.

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Ming was thoroughly enraged. He patted his chest and said, Isn't everything alright? Just what kind of heart do we have? Why are we cursing him here?

Could it be that he couldn't see half of his body remaining?

I don't really understand, Zhang Tiangang said that there is such a possibility, the ideology of this ghosts is a little different from ours, from his eyes, his body should be intact.

But Zhang Tiangang said that he would find a mirror and with his understanding, he should understand.

The mirror was a mountain, the water was a water, it was an object filled with sincerity, Zhang Sheng could see the truest of himself inside.

However, even after searching for a long time inside the house, we couldn't find a full-body mirror. There wasn't even a slightly larger mirror.

I asked Cheng Jia why there weren't even any mirror in her house. Cheng Jia shook her head and said she also felt that it was strange, that when she moved in, she did not have any mirror. Furthermore, that Hu-ge had specially instructed her to not buy any mirror in this house.

Zhang Tiangang nodded his head. Seems like Hu-ge should have long since found experts to visit this place.

If he had been on the other side of the mirror, he might have already been reincarnated long ago.

Cheng Jia thought for a moment, then went to look at the room and found a mirror the size of an iPad, and asked me if this thing could do it.

I can only see its face from this mirror at most, but I can only see its face from this mirror, it can only make do.

I picked up the mirror and laid it on the ground so that Zhang Qinghong could see what was inside.

At first, Zhang Sheng didn't understand what I meant, but after he lowered his head to take a look, he immediately went crazy. His face was filled with shock, fear, and disbelief.

I looked inside the mirror again, and saw that the Zhang Genius inside the mirror was a pile of skinless skeletons, with only one upper body, standing empty on the ground.

Two eyeballs were hanging out of the skull's eye sockets, looking extremely terrifying.

I said he's dead, and what the mirror saw was his true appearance.

Zhang Ming still couldn't believe it, so he touched his face with both hands and said that the thing inside the mirror was a map out of P, don't use this to scare him.

I smiled helplessly and asked him, Think about it carefully. How long have you been here? Do you feel hungry? I'm afraid that you haven't stayed here for so many years.

Upon hearing my words, Zhang Tianyi actually rolled his eyes in extreme fear. After staring blankly for quite a while, he finally opened his mouth:

I... Have I really been here for many years? Why do I feel like I was working at the company yesterday?

Indeed, after the death of the ghosts, it would always repeat one thing without any concept of time.

Now all we have to do is point him out.

I showed him the time on my cell phone and told him that three years had passed since then. I told him what had happened.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qinghong was unwilling to believe it. Holding his head, he cried out bitterly and said:

I can't die. If I die, what will my family do? My mom is still waiting for me at home.

After hearing that, I was silent for a moment before I replied, A dead person cannot be revived. I can't help you, but if you have any wishes that you haven't fulfilled, I can help you.

Chang looked up at me and asked if I was serious and if I could see her mother for him.

So it turned out that this Zhang's talent was that of a child from a single-parent family. Since childhood, he and her mother had been mutually dependent on each other.

CHAPTER 205 - LACRIMAL HEMORRHAGE

Life in a single parent's home was usually tough. Zhang Youcai's mother was an uneducated country woman, so the days of orphans and widows in the fields were even more difficult.

In those years, Zhang's talented mother had tilled land during the day to take care of the farming, and at night to do manual labor like assembling lighters.

He could earn a dime each and still save up like this, piece by piece. Who knew how many pieces he had to make in order to gather all of Zhang Sheng's tuition fees.

He only knew that when he slept, his mother's bean-bright bedside lamp was lit. When he woke up, the lamp was still lit. His mother was just waiting in the brick bed with her head half closed.

Just like that, he used his own life, his own blood, and forcefully ended Zhang Genius's junior high school. He even became the only university student in the entire village.

Zhang Qinghong remembered very clearly that the day he was going to register for university, his mother had followed behind the bus for a very, very long time.

He looked through the window at the dusty road, his mother's body hunched over, her face aged and aged by the sun and the dusty yellow earth, her face etched with ditches like a knife's.

In his heart, Zhang Qinghong secretly made up his mind to work hard and desperately to bring his mother out of that small mountain village and into the city to be a city citizen who would raise his head and have electricity the moment he pressed a button, and have running water the moment he opened the water gate.

His efforts were not in vain. In university, he became the president of the student union, and after graduating, he went to work at the best Internet company in the city.

He only slept for six hours a day, and spent the rest of his time working overtime.

He set a goal in his mind: to work hard, to make money, to give his mother the best life.

This situation lasted for two to three years. Talent Zhang became the head of the department, and at this time, Talent Zhang rented the best place in the city to stay. He was prepared to bring his mother to live in the city.

That night, just as Zhang Qinghong finished calling her mother and was about to enter the elevator, a mail came from the company. While he was stunned, the elevator started to move automatically, and what happened next happened afterwards.

After hearing Zhang Huai's words, Zhang Tiangang and I became silent. Cheng Jia's eyes reddened.

Unfortunately, I still can't bring my mother into the city. His eyes were red, and he wanted to cry, but couldn't because ghosts didn't shed tears.

This was also known as the Qi of the Windy Meat Mud.

Don't worry, we will tell your mother that you did well and didn't disappoint her.

I was silent for a long time.

Please tell her that in my next life, I still want to be his son. Zhang Tianyi made me write down the address of his house. I wrote it down on a slip of paper and stuck it in my chest. Looking at the statue of the messenger in my hand, I cautiously asked:

Life and death are decided by fate, wealth lies in the heavens, dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and humans and ghosts tread different paths. Since the soul is born, it returns to the Western Sky. Zhang Sheng, have you prepared for this yet?

I am ready, thank you disciple of the supernatural sculpture.

Zhang shi clasped his hands.

Zhang Tiangang and I nodded, and opened the door, revealing the red cloth on top of the Emissary statue.

In an instant, we all heard a burst of Brahma.

The golden lacquer on the statue of the Emissary shone with a faint light, and the solemn look on its face was instantly replaced by a gentle heart as it stared at Zhang Sheng.

The soul of rebirth is like a bubble in a dream. Life and death will go on for hundreds of thousands of years, and life and death will be the same as ever. The great Dao will never be destroyed. Amitabha, come with me.

That sound was like a lion's roar and our eardrums trembled slightly. The lower half of Zhang Qinghong's body, which was originally split in two, actually started to recover bit by bit.

Not a moment later, Zhang Ming stood up, his body emitting a faint light. As the light flashed, the silhouette of Zhang Sheng's silhouette gradually dissipated.

We know that this is an emissary who is trying to convert him.

Amitabha!

We faintly chanted a Buddhist prayer. Suddenly, just as Zhang's talent was gradually disappearing, a drop of tear actually floated out from his eyes.

Those tears fell from my hand and congealed into a crystal teardrop after a short while. They were indestructible and had a hint of pink in them. It was very beautiful.

When he looked up, Zhang Sheng's shadow had already disappeared.

Just then, I heard a voice in my ear:

I'll have to trouble you to pass this tear to my mother, descendant of the supernatural sculpture. Tell her, to see this is equivalent to seeing his son.

I nodded and placed the teardrop tightly in my pocket.

The moment Zhang Youcai left, the ghastly aura in the room also gradually disappeared.

Cheng Jia suddenly cried out. She sniffed her own body and said:

I drank a lot last night. I smell like alcohol. I'm going to take a bath.

Girls love to be clean. Zhang Tiangang and I had no choice but to wait outside.

Waiting for Cheng Jia, Guan Ju suddenly called me, asking me how things were going over there, if I had time, could I come back as soon as possible, there was someone waiting for us inside the shop.

Hearing that, I laughed, it seems that Guan Ju is really my God of Fortune, the moment she stays in the shop, business is coming in endlessly.

I let Cheng Jia come to the shop by herself after she finished bathing. Zhang Tiangang and I will go back first, we can't make the customers wait.

However, when we returned to the inside of the store, the person we saw made Zhang Tiangang and I stunned for a moment.

How should he put it? This guy's figure was way too exaggerated.

He was wearing a piece of black blood that almost covered his butt. On it was a Chegwala Photos, with two earlobes that could be used as bracelets hanging from his left and right ears. Even the Nose had spikes on them.

The hair was a small tuft of Africa's dirty braids, and it looked a little unkempt.

If it's a girl like that, I can barely accept it.

But the point is, this guy is a guy.

When I entered the shop, this guy was sitting on the sofa chair with a cigarette in his hand, smoking while laughing.

The Eight Immortals Table was opened, a copper pot was placed, and three rivers were boiled. Logically speaking, if a shop opened, there should be people coming all the way here, so it wasn't strange at all.

But this guy's style is so unique that for a moment I don't know how to talk to him.

This person was also curious. He lowered his head and started smoking the hand-made cigarette. When the cigarette was almost burning to his fingers, he still hadn't put it down yet.

CHAPTER 206 - LAUGHING BUDDHA

Bro, the smoke is burning.

I couldn't stop myself from asking. Unexpectedly, this fellow was stunned for a moment. He looked at the cigarette in his hand and let out a cry. Then, he quickly threw the cigarette on the floor and shouted, Hot!

I said in my heart that this guy was a bit too careless right? His hands were already burning with blisters, and no one said they didn't know.

I was working on a painting just now, so I didn't feel any external help.

The guy scratched his head and a big piece of dandruff fell off.

It's really called hair as white as snow.

I briefly introduced myself, and this guy nodded, saying that his name is Chu Mingbu, and that he is an