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Chapter 301 This Dead Is Too Hasty

Li Jinxing looked strange, and this scene seemed familiar: "She is naturally a human."

"That's good, that's good." Li Qiming patted his chest.

Although it becomes very exciting for other species, it is still good for people.

Li Jinxing watched the little ancestor return to his rosy face and was very pleased: "I have to go out and recover from my injuries. Call your parents to report your safety. Don't worry the family. Doctor Lin will come to take care of you these days.

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"How long will you go out?"

"Just these two days."

The ancestor asked him to go and find the crystal coffin himself.

Li Qiming nodded: "Wait a few days later, the wound doesn't look so scary, and then tell them about the injury so as not to scare them."

He still had to continue burning paper money for peony, which was convenient here.

Li Jinxing was dressed neatly, holding a stone statue and car keys out, and saw Su Cen tied his hair, dressed neatly, waiting outside.

Li Jinxing looked at her with a gentle look: "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Wait for you, the ancestor's affairs are mine, so I will naturally go together." Su Cen nodded and looked at the ancestor's stone statue.

Li Jinxing was slightly happy, which was a rare opportunity for the two to get along alone.

When he looked at the stone statue with great presence, he had to interrupt the idea.

Big light bulb Mo Heng: "..."

Don't think I don't know the little one in your heart.

They first went to Taoist Master Xuan Fang’s Taoist Hall, and many people came to the Taoist hall and were praying.

Judging from the temperament and clothing of these people, they are all rich or noble people.

Many people have seen Taoist Xuan Fang’s ability to catch ghosts, or Taoist Xuan Fang has calculated their fortunes for them, and they are all very adept.

He is very confident in Taoist Master Xuan Fang.

They come to fulfill their wishes every year and donate incense money in the merit box, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and the number is huge.

Taoist Master Xuan Fang’s money alone reaches tens of millions of dollars every year.

Fortune telling, feng shui, and catching ghosts are naturally more expensive.

With so much income, life is extremely prosperous.

These people who came to fulfill their wishes waited for a while, but did not see Master Xuan Fang and left in disappointment.

Only three women have not left for a long time. They are Taoist Xuan Fang’s girlfriends.

They are all young and beautiful, and dress up beautifully.

They dislike each other and think that each other is a vixen.

Seeing Su Cen and the others, they pointed to the high merit box: "The Taoist priest is not here, you can leave if you donate the incense money!"

"You Taoist priests have done too much to harm the world and have been struck by lightning." Su Cen told them the "unfortunate" news in a bad way.

The money owner died?

The women were unbelievable: "Impossible."

Su Cen had to release Taoist Master Xuan Fang that was chopped and could not condense his shape, leaving only one head of Apiao.

This made the three women very scared.

Taoist Xuan Fang was so angry that he was like a wandering stream: "I was really struck to death by lightning."

"Just... dead?"

Still struck by lightning.

This death is too hasty.

In their hearts, Master Xuan Fang is like a god. Now he is like this, his fragile touch will break with a fragile touch.

Just like the God in their minds, it collapses before their eyes.

"What should I do if you die? I'm still young, so I can't live a hard life! All these incense money belong to mine."

A woman wearing a big red windbreaker and sunglasses hugged the merit box that was higher than others.

She spends at least 30,000 to 50,000 yuan a month. Without the support of the Taoist master, she cannot imagine the future.

I just saw that the incense money I invested in was bundles of red money, which was enough for her to spend a long time.

Taoist Master Xuan Fang was stunned: "Don't you care about me?"

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