What Jin Qing wants is his soul, what Sha Mat wants is to live well, so each can take what he needs.
Jin Qing really didn't expect that it would be so easy to complete the task. Fortunately, she had asked the little devil to help her gain knowledge about devils, but in the end she didn't need it at all.
Jin Qing couldn't be happier, but Shamate looked up at Jin Qing with a shocked face and said "f!"
Afraid that Jin Qing would suddenly take away his soul, Shamat screamed, "That's not my wish!" This was an obvious plan to rob him!
Jin Qing, who is thinking about imprinting his name on Shamate and imprinting his performance, ""
Jin Qing stopped what he was doing, tilted his head and looked at Shamate with side eyes, "Then you are prepared to die."
Since she doesn't want to live, she wants to die, and she can satisfy this condition.
Kill Matt "" Was he threatened?
After a long time, he was finally sure that Jin Qing was not threatening his killer, and he cautiously said to Jin Qing, "Can I ask for money?"
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at him sideways, "How much do you want?"
Shamat lowered his head and thought seriously for a long time, "One million!"
The little devil sat on Jin Qing's shoulder and thought seriously about where he should get one million for Sha Matt.
But she heard that Jin Qing had already asked the man, "How do you think you are worth a million." There was no insult in her words, it was purely an academic discussion.
Shamat looked up at Jin Qing with a shocked expression. It was obvious that he had never been insulted like this before.
Thinking of what Brother Zhengyi said to him, Shamat gritted his teeth and looked at Jin Qing, "I will exchange my future hair volume with you. You can see how much it is worth!"
He thought about it and decided to exchange it with his hair. At worst, he would wear wigs from now on.
In fact, if it weren't for his girlfriend's pregnancy urging him to get married, he wouldn't make a deal with the devil in exchange for money.
Jin Qing tilted her head and squinted at the Shamat's colorful and lush hair, and was about to say that it was useless for her to have this thing.
But the little devil screamed to Jin Qing, "Promise him, promise him, and leave him a set of lottery numbers."
Jin Qing "What lottery numbers!"
The little devil was a little helpless, "It doesn't matter, just tell him a few numbers and let him buy it."
Jin Qing nodded, then looked at Xiang Shamat and said, "You go buy lottery tickets tomorrow."
The little devil jumped down from Jin Qing's shoulder. "The lottery only has seven numbers." This is the worst owner it has ever had.
Jin Qing immediately changed his mind, "Just buy the first seven numbers."
If you buy numbers like this, are you sure you won't be laughed to death by people at the lottery station?
Shamat looked at Jin Qing in surprise, but Jin Qing told him, "The lottery will be drawn tonight. This number must be the special prize. As for your hair, I will take it!"
After talking, Jin Qing raised his hand in front of Sha Matt.
But she didn't expect that Shamate didn't faint as she expected. Instead, she looked at Jin Qing in confusion as to what he was going to do!
Jin Qing asked, "Why can other people make the summoner faint by raising their hand, but she can't."
But I heard the little devil say resentfully from behind, "That's because someone else recited the spell."
Knowing that she had made a mistake, Jin Qing curled her lips, and then knocked the young man down with a hand knife to make him unconscious. She had many ways.
Seeing the defeated Shamat, the tired little devil told Jin Qing the spell and at the same time told Jin Qing some precautions for the devil in doing things.
Jin Qing listened and worked according to the little devil's instructions. A black light ball was pulled out from Shamat's head.
Sha Matt's original lush yellow hair disappeared instantly. At the little devil's prompt, Jin Qing did not take away all of Sha Matt's hair, but deliberately left a circle of Sha Matt's hair at the level of his ears. .
The thick circle of yellow hair looked extremely ugly in the light of the bright head.
At the same time, the little devil did not forget to remind Jin Qing to strengthen the circle of hair so that it would not be cut off.
In order to make Shamate conduct a second transaction with Jin Qing as soon as possible.
I was stunned for a while watching the little devil's sexy tricks. I always felt that if the little devil continued to teach like this, his host would be no longer available.
Jin Qing didn't care so much. After finishing the matter, she left the room carrying the "Devil Summoning Technique" on the ground.
Seeing Jin Qing's actions, the little devil's admiration for Jin Qing increased even more.
Jin Qing is the only devil who can take away physical items from human homes.
This was something that even A, who was beaten to death by Jin Qing, could not do this.
Jin Qing didn't know that her little move had already made the little devil admire her.
Throwing the book in front of Brother Zhengyi who was waiting downstairs, Jin Qing ran towards the lottery station like his butt was on fire.
It was just dawn, and Jin Qing waited at the entrance of the lottery station until it opened before hurriedly rushing in.
The little devil said that if you want to have another transaction, you must make the summoner feel aggrieved.
And she wanted to make this summoner suffer and suffer.
The prize pool is fixed, and the winners will share the five million prize equally.
Watching Jin Qing buy 500 lottery tickets with only 1,000 yuan in his pocket, the little devil swallowed hard. This is not leaving a way for others to survive!
That night, without Jin Qing's explanation, the little devil got directly into the ball machine and played out the numbers selected by Jin Qing.
The set of numbers Jin Qing chose was very nonsense, but the winning rate for the special prize was very high.
After deducting the dues, the average bet is only a few thousand dollars, which is called the most ridiculous lottery win.
Looking at Jin Qing who was sitting on the bed admiring the balance of his mobile phone, the little devil was very curious that they were devils and what was the use of asking for money.
But after getting along with Jin Qing in the past two days, the little devil knew enough not to ask questions. It was good to know some things in his mind and there was no need to say them out to avoid being beaten.
Jin Qing looked at the phone screen with bright eyes. She found a way to make a fortune.
The little devil felt a chill rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head, making him tremble all over. It was strange how a devil could feel cold.
After the first success, the next work became extremely simple.
Brother Zhengyi's work efficiency was very good. Only one night later, Jin Qing was summoned again.
The summoner this time lived in a dilapidated private house.
Jin Qing tilted her head and squinted at the slovenly otaku in front of her, "Tell me what you want!" She wondered if she had heard something wrong just now.
The otaku knelt on the ground and scratched his sticky chicken coop, "I want you to help me demolish the house and let me be a rich demolisher."
He was afraid of poverty and wanted to enjoy the life of luxury and beauty in his arms.
Jin Qing reached out and scratched the back of his head, and asked doubtfully, "Are you sure?"
The otaku nodded vigorously, "I'm willing to use my childhood memories in exchange." He thought about it, but this thing was the most useless, and it could just be used to exchange money.
The devil in front of me seems a little careless, he should be able to collect those useless memories!
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