After hanging up the phone, Cai Gen said to Shi Huozhu,
"You're just watching?
This is an invasion of alien species, don’t you want to express it?”
Shi Huozhu also heard the conversation between Cai Gen and the waiter, and said of course,
"Brother Cai, didn't that mountain god say they could handle it themselves?
Our main function is not to let things in the paranormal circle affect the lives of ordinary people.
As for matters within the supernatural circle, what’s wrong with solving them internally?”
This statement is very human. The literal meaning is that they are not human anyway, so they can die anyway.
Cai Gen actually had no way to refute. If it wasn't for the waiter, he would have the same opinion.
After putting away the leather bag of the bone-cutting knife, he came to the dining room and happened to see Huang Ping entering the room.
I was carrying a black plastic bag, which seemed a bit heavy. Some parts of the plastic bag had been stretched and deformed.
Huang Ping put the plastic bag on Cai Gen's bar, glanced at Shi Huozhu, and turned around to go out.
When he got outside the door, Huang Ping's heart was bleeding. The money above had not been allocated yet. This was paid for by himself.
The interest on a deposit with a fixed term of five years suddenly turned into a current deposit, and the loss was huge, huge.
Cai Gen curiously took a look into the plastic bag and saw that there were red banknotes in bundles.
Shi Huozhu took out the money in piles one by one from the plastic bag, one hundred thousand in one bundle, three and a half bundles, and pushed it to the side of the Wealth God of Wealth.
"Brother Cai, this is our work meal money for a year. As long as you are not a pornographic person, we will have it every year."
Cai Gen didn't care what Shi Huozhu said about whether it was pornographic or not, and his attention was all on the bundles of money.
I haven’t seen so much money in a long time. Even if I look at it, it’s still the number from mobile banking.
So much cash is very visually impactful.
Especially, the cash is placed next to the civil and military God of Wealth, making the scene even more comical.
Cai Gen patted the money with his hand and said to the God of Wealth and Wealth,
"You two, what do you think?
Open your eyes and take a look, I offer incense to you every day, and this is what I ask for.
You may not have seen it before. Today I will give you a sample to determine the direction of your work.
Don't just take your salary and not work day after day. A foreign worker is not a good comrade."
Shi Huozhu was sweating a little. It was the first time he saw Cai Gen talking to his God of Wealth like this, and he was so stunned.
"Well, Brother Cai, who has cultural and military wealth, was drawn before me. It should be of no use to offer this statue."
After saying that, Shi Huozhu found a place to sit down. He didn't seem to want to leave. He had other things to do.
Cai Gen felt that what Shi Huozhu said was wrong. These two people in his family were definitely not the same as those who drew lots above.
Just as he was told, he patted the money twice more. I don't know if it was because Cai Gen was too excited or if he used too much force.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Wu Caishen's hand was shaken by Cai Gen's movements and fell off his hand.
The twenty-centimeter-long brass knife happened to fall on the bundle of money, bounced, and lay on the bar counter.
The action of the broadsword seemed simple, but Cai Gen felt that his eyes were blurred.
It was like a mountain of swords, slashing at him like a mountain.
The countless knife shadows left him with no way to hide and no way to resist.
Fortunately, the fantasy goes as quickly as it comes.
Cai Gen broke into a cold sweat and checked his whole body. The theoretical cutting did not appear, the imaginary sound did not appear, and the damage to common sense did not appear.
Is it just an illusion?
Cai Gen easily picked up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and put it back into Wu Caishen's hands.
It's very solid and not loose at all. Why did it fall off just now?
Cai Gen was not sure if he was dazzled, so he reached out and wanted to put the money back into the plastic bag and deposit it in the bank.
As a result, when I touched the money with my hand, the bundle of money turned into a pile of shredded paper like collapsed building blocks.
How broken are they? Almost five millimeters per piece? Definitely less than one centimeter.
Three and a half bundles of money were cut into a pile of shredded paper by Wu Caishen's knife, countless knives, or mountains of knives.
Looking at the pile of red shredded paper in front of him, Cai Gen was dumbfounded and opened his mouth, unable to speak.
Shi Huozhu didn't hear Cai Gen's movement for a long time. When he turned around, he was shocked.
I quickly came to the bar and stirred the pile of shredded paper with my hands a few times to make sure that it had either been changed or that it was the bundles of money just now.
"how did you do that?"
Cai Gen was really speechless and pointed tremblingly at Wu Caishen and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.
Shi Huozhu shrank in fear, and his true body appeared?
I was chattering, a little bit in disbelief, is Cai Gen up to something?
"Brother Cai, what are you doing? Treat money like dirt?
If you don’t want it, you can donate it to me. It’s illegal to damage coins.”
The emotions in Cai Gen's eyes are very rich, including regret, anger, despair, and finally self-blame.
He raised his hand and started to slap himself in the mouth. What a shame. Why did you tease Wu Caishen when he had nothing to do?
No, you say it's useless, but others tell you that I am useful and that I can help people.
Xiao Sun was lying down reading a magazine when he heard something wrong. He ran over quickly and took Cai Gen's self-inflicted hand.
"Third uncle, what's wrong with you? What are you doing?"
Looking at Xiao Sun, Cai Gen's eyes were moist and he said aggrievedly,
"Xiao Sun, three hundred and fifty thousand, all broken into pieces, chopped into pieces by Wu Caishen."
Xiao Sun also discovered the pair of shredded papers, understood why Cai Gen hit himself, and deeply understood what the money meant to Cai Gen.
Without saying anything, he reached out and grabbed Wu Caishen, trying to throw him out.
What kind of stinky habit is this? You are used to all kinds of things. If you cut good money into pieces, aren’t you a Huohuo person?
As a result, no matter how hard Ren Xiaosun worked, Wu Caishen looked like he was standing on the bar, motionless and looking arrogant.
I couldn't pull it out, and Xiao Sun got angry, so I threw it together with the bar.
Then Xiao Sun started pushing the bar.
The bar counter didn't move at all, as if it was growing on the floor.
His face turned red from exhaustion, and Xiao Sun lost face, especially in front of Shi Huozhu.
Could it be that he died once and has no strength anymore?
Pushing the door open and going to the rockery in the flower bed,
He casually lifted a stone more than one meter high and threw it into the sky several times, catching it steadily without any effort.
There is no problem with the strength. Are the copper statues and the plywood bar heavier than this big stone?
Xiao Sun returned to the store angrily and kicked the bar. This was a bear man, bullying himself with his realm.
Seeing Xiao Sun play like this, Cai Gen also regained his mentality. Don't panic when encountering difficulties, but stay calm.
Carefully put a table of shredded paper into a plastic bag and handed it to Shi Huozhu,
"Lao Shi, I think cash has to be deposited in the bank, which is inconvenient. You'd better transfer it to my bank."
Shi Huozhu's expression remained unchanged. He didn't reach out to pick up the plastic bag, nor did he answer the question. He turned around and walked out.
"Brother Cai, I'm going back!
What time shall we have dinner at noon?
We'll come back later.
There are too many things happening every day."
After he finished speaking, Shi Huozhu also went out, and he slipped away.
