"Wake up." Yang Cang's huge face greeted Yingmeng when he woke up. Yingmeng felt a little pain in his head. He looked at the surroundings in confusion and remembered that he seemed to have drunk a little wine yesterday. Then, what happened next? Yang

Cang saw Yingmeng's confusion and guessed that she must not remember anything.

"Look at your cultivation."

Yingmeng did as she was told, and found that there were nine more death energy beads in her body. She suddenly woke up. She jumped up, turned around twice, pinched herself, and found that it didn't hurt.

"It turned out to be a dream, so I asked how drinking alcohol could help increase cultivation."

"That's because you pinched me." Yang Cang's face was twisted in pain and looked very happy.

Now that the shadow dream has awakened, it's time to settle the accounts.

"Where's the hidden money?"

After all, Yingmeng had been learning from Yang Cang for a few weeks, and she still had the ability to lie. She said without blushing, "Big brother, how could I hide money? Didn't I hand over all my money to you, big brother?"

Really?" That flattering tone really sounded like Yang Cang's.

"You admitted it yesterday."

"Boss, how is this possible? How can I take what I said when I was drunk seriously! Boss, although we are not good people, we are still reasonable. This is what you taught me. You have to prove everything you do. If you don't have evidence, you are just talking nonsense.

." That exaggerated tone really sounded a bit like Yang Cang's.

Yang Cang took out two candied haws, "You are saving money to buy this, right? If you tell me, these will all be yours. Otherwise, you said some interesting things yesterday, such as how cute dogs are..."

Yingmeng's face suddenly turned red. She was listening.

When Yang Cang said he could raise a few, he was completely white again.

"I'm hiding in the rafters."

Yang Cangfei was thrown into a trap, and eight coins of copper coins were seized. Looking back, he gave Ying Meng a heart-pounding surprise. "Okay! I'm brave. Eight coins are almost as much as one day's income."

Yingmeng once again used Yang's method of being shameless and invincible. He immediately presented a tile of water with a tile and handed it to Yang Cang in a stupid manner, "That's what the boss taught me. Thank you for your hard work, boss, come and drink some water."

Yang Cang took the tile and handed two candied haws to Ying Meng, "All?"

Ying Meng rubbed the corner of his clothes in grievance: "I didn't find any other place either."

Ying Meng took a bite of the candied haws and found that the taste was not right.

Yang Cang kicked Yingmeng: "Stupid, you can't even hide money. Have you ever heard of the Cunning Rabbit's Three Caves? And do you think I will be kind enough to buy you candy? Those are painted pebbles. Okay.

, go and reflect."

After confirming that Yang Cang was out, the sadness and frustration on Yingmeng's face disappeared. She turned around and ran to a big locust tree outside the ruined temple. It perfectly explained what it means to teach a disciple to starve to death. She dug out

For 20 cents, I cut the soles and hollowed out the inner bamboo board. I stuffed the money in and restored the soles with time. After putting them on, I kicked my legs to make sure no holes were visible and then returned to the temple.

Sitting on the stone steps and continuing to be decadent.

After a while, Yang Cang came back carrying two buns and two pieces of ready-made clothes, walking in his unique eight-character step, and humming an off-key ditty. Looking at his satisfied smile, you knew that he had given all the money he earned yesterday to that alley.

The children were shopping for daily necessities. They knelt down next to Yingmeng and took out a notice that he found somewhere.

"Take a look and tell me what you think

Law."

"The Qian family spends a lot of money to seek medical treatment. I said no wonder, how can the big man dig it? No, a thrifty person will buy two pieces of brocade clothes. You want to be a doctor."

Yang Cang casually pulled back the notice, patted Yingmeng's head, and jumped onto the pile of hay, "Smart. Can you use the body-spelling spell on your face?"

Shadow Dream: "No. The Simulation Spell can only project fixed objects. There are too many human expressions and the changes are too wide, so it won't work."

Yang Cang: "People must know how to innovate. Last time, didn't you say that it can only be used for yourself? Then we didn't bring any money, so you just relied on projecting the image of copper coins in the air to get through? Okay, come up with a solution before tomorrow.

"

Yingmeng: "Can't you use your own face?"

Yang Cang rolled his eyes and waved his hand: "We will be kicked out before we even get in. And our faces can be associated with scoundrels. By the way, you go to a place with me."

Yingmeng raised his eyebrows, something was wrong: "Why?"

Yang Cang: "Aren't you curious why human faces change so much?"

I have to admit that this is indeed a very interesting topic. But looking at Yang Cang's 30-degree smile, Yingmeng felt that compared with his little curiosity, his life might be more important. "Not interested."

Yang Cang: "You are similar to me. You are a person who will cross some rules in pursuit of truth. Don't tell me you don't want to know the secrets of the human body."

Yingmeng: "You know?"

Yang Cang: "If you want to know, come with me."
Chapter completed!