That Hou Wenchang was the first to find the relic and An Gonghui attributed it to luck, but the money accumulated in a short period of time cannot be attributed to luck.
So he doesn't believe that any player can surpass him.
Therefore, he only thought that An Qiaoxuan was entangled with some rich aboriginal and let them spend money.
However, since she is the 'sister', An Gonghui is not so vigilant, and he even instinctively wants to take advantage of her.
"What beautiful sister? Who is she? How much can she spend on you?"
"What, what, what. The beautiful sister is Mo Zhenzhen, that little fairy sister."
Mo Zhenzhen's beauty was very distinctive, and she had a fairy spirit about her that made people unforgettable, so An Gonghui reacted immediately and frowned again.
"Did you see her? Where is she? What did you say to her?"
An Qiaozun came over with a bag in hand. Seeing An Gonghui's aroused look, she also changed her expression, and her sweet face instantly turned gloomy.
"An Gonghui, who do you think you are? Let me tell you, your parents are dead and no one will favor you anymore. I don't mind turning you into a monster under my control."
An Gonghui didn't dare to look at An Qiao like this, and his behavior of looking away was a kind of compromise.
An Qiaozhen didn't care what An Gonghui thought. She sat on the sofa and put the bag she had been carrying on the coffee table. When she opened the bag, her expression became excited again.
What was in the bag was nothing else, but something that Mo Zhenzhen deceived from the middle-aged Taoist priest!
Here we have to talk about Mo Zhenzhen's ability to coax people.
I didn't see Mo Zhenzhen doing anything else. Just a normal chat could make the rigid Taoist priest happy, and directly introduced Mo Zhenzhen as a confidant, and all kinds of good things were displayed.
This Taoist priest has real abilities, and the things in his hands are all props in the player's perception.
In line with the idea of sustainable development, Mo Zhenzhen did not ask the Taoist priest for nothing. She paid for everything.
Of course, because she and the Taoist priest had become 'bosom friends', Mo Zhenzhen gained an inside price.
Look at the contents of this plastic bag. There are two large piles of talismans, a large number of peace blessings folded into a triangle, three wooden amulet cards, a string of wooden rosary beads, and two boxes of unopened incense.
These were all given to her by Mo Zhenzhen. Apart from the two door gods, Mo Zhenzhen only had one more peach wood hairpin.
When she thought of all the good things that Mo Zhenzhen was willing to share with her, An Qiaoxuan's mood improved again, and she couldn't help but feel excited while holding her face in her hands.
An Qiao didn't cover up the things, and An Gonghui saw them clearly.
Seeing that An Qiaoxuan seemed to be back to his normal self, he thought for a while and stretched out his hand to test.
Complete, correct, Tao, and tool!
Even if An Gonghui felt that cracking the world inside the door relied on brains rather than so-called props, he still couldn't help but yearn for it when he saw so many props.
But before he could pick one up and take a closer look, his hand was slapped away by An Qiao.
An Qiaozun deliberately let An Gonghui touch them in order to let him know that these were all props so that he could show off.
She tied the bag and nodded at An Gonghui with her chin raised.
"Look, the little fairy sister is not only kind-hearted but also very good at making money. She is much better than you. Now you can't even find anything about the mission. It's really embarrassing."
After saying that, An Qiaoxuan got up and went back to the house with her bag. She had to go out with her sister in the afternoon, but she didn't have time to spend with her unlucky brother!
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Mo Zhenzhen carried her things home. The first thing she did when she got home was to get glue sticks and tape and stick the door god on the door.
There is only one security door for this kind of building. It is a bit crowded for two doormen to stick to one door.
If it had been someone else, they would have been attached to the wall, one on each side of the wall, which is considered symmetrical.
But Mo Zhenzhen didn't.
She was like someone who suddenly accepted death and stuck the two door gods on the same door. Even if the two door gods overlapped, she just adjusted it as much as possible. When she found that she couldn't adjust, she stuck them together.
The tape sealing avoids the main body of the door god, and the sealing method on both sides is quite strong.
The door god does not need to be worshiped, but if the owner is willing, it is okay to burn incense.
Does Mo Zhenzhen have a heart?
She is so thoughtful!
If it weren't for the deep water along the road dedicated to worship, Mo Zhenzhen would have wanted to invite all the gods and Buddhas in the sky home.
When An Qiaozhen gave her the survival experience summarized by the old popular science players, he said that worshiping gods and Buddhas depends on time, and people may not pay attention to you.
Protective immortals such as door gods are very real and work just as long as they are put on them. However, these kind of protecting immortals exist on paper and have an upper limit on their combat power. They can protect the player for a while but cannot protect the player for a lifetime.
No matter how long the door god can take care of him, Mo Zhenzhen is willing to worship him if he is useful.
She was so devout in her offerings that she served melons and fruits on her first offering, and placed a full table at the door.
Although the meals are all bought in packages and the appearance is not that good, it is relatively rare for Mo Zhenzhen to offer so many at one time.
The aroma was rising. Although Mo Zhenzhen attached the door god so closely, she took two incense bowls and offered them separately when she offered them.
After the incense was finished burning, Mo Zhenzhen refilled the incense twice. She stayed outside the door for nearly two hours before starting to remove the altar table.
While removing the things, Mo Zhenzhen tried to pick up a piece of braised pork and put it into her mouth.
At that moment she understood what it means to be chewing the same stick and having no taste.
It felt bad in her mouth, but her eyes lit up.
There's drama!
If it weren't for the time she and An Qiaozun had agreed upon, she would have really wanted to offer more incense to the two door gods.
Mo Zhenzhen is well versed in giving gifts and knows how to ask people to do things. If the gifts are delivered correctly, the job will be 70% successful.
Old players all say that the door god is useless. Once the world reaches the later stage or the ghost is revealed, the door god can only be regarded as a decoration.
But Mo Zhenzhen had seen the door god posted in Hongzao Village and knew how strong that door god was, so she still had expectations for the door god.
After packing her things, it was almost time, and Mo Zhenzhen took the parasol and went out.
When she came out of the corridor, she happened to meet An Qiaoxuan who came to see her. Mo Zhenzhen smiled and met her.
During this afternoon, Mo Zhenzhen took An Qiaoxuan to visit a victim's family.
This was the information left in the newspaper by reporter Chen Jiamei, who was also the only family member of the victim whose address and name were revealed. Mo Zhenzhen felt that it was necessary for them to visit this place.
Reports like this that reveal information about the victim's family are unethical, but when Mo Zhenzhen followed the above address and came to their door, instead of being impatient when they saw them, the other party was quite happy.
It was a middle-aged man. The deceased was his wife. She was a cleaner hired by the community. Her daily job was to clean up the garbage in the corridors and the community.
The man didn't have any surprise when he saw Mo Zhenzhen and the two of them, and he said it very directly.
"It costs 30 yuan to ask a question, and it costs 500 yuan to ask for her information. I have all the information about her from childhood to adulthood. All the questions you can think of are written here. It is very comprehensive."
As the man spoke, he took out a thick stack of paper.
Mo Zhenzhen's eyes swept over the man's left ring finger, where there was a gold ring.
"one hundred."
"What?"
Mo Zhenzhen looked at the man coldly and her tone was also cold.
"One hundred dollars, I want that information."
The man's tone rose upon hearing this.
"This is all her information, you say a hundred? You're just dreaming!... If you don't want to pay, just get out and stop charging me a lot of money!"
"One hundred yuan. If you don't want to buy it, I will go find out who has this information. I think they are willing to sell it to me for one hundred yuan."
This man is so skilled and has no bad feelings. He must have made money this way.
Information is most valuable first-hand. The information that is spread is just gossip. Anyone can listen to it and anyone can say it.
When the man heard this, his expression finally changed. He seemed to be hesitating or struggling.
Seeing him like this, Mo Zhenzhen became more angry. She turned around and was about to leave. When the man saw the duck on his lips about to fly, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Sold! Just wait and don't leave!"
For one hundred yuan, Mo Zhenzhen got the information she wanted, as well as the man's impatient questions and answers for free.
Mo Zhenzhen stood sideways at the door and read the information with An Qiaoxuan.
Not to mention, this man was not exaggerating. It did include all the information about the deceased, from a copy of the birth certificate to the restored appearance of her lying in the morgue.
As the husband of the deceased, this man can be said to be lacking in great virtue.
