"If you really don't want to record the show, that's fine too... Look at that orchid from last time. You could sell it to me, right?"

"I'll give... I'll give 800,000!"

Qiao Qiao: “…”

Qiao Qiao really couldn't help it, and gave the assistant director a pair of black circles under his eyes with just a raise of his hand.

Sell ​​you?

What to sell you?

Selling your baby to go to jail?

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But no matter what, Qiao Qiao was in a good mood after beating someone.

Erya lost interest in her little brother's affairs, no longer trusted her as the older sister whose status was unstable, and ran out to play alone.

Although Qiao Qiao couldn't mess with Uncle Li's orchid, her heart was still itching. Her eyes rolled around and she set her sights on the lush Daqing Mountain next to the Taoist temple.

Now, she has a general understanding of the function of the Judge's Pen, but what is its scope of application?

Thinking of this, she hesitantly withdrew her gaze, looked in the direction of Tao Xiaohong's house, then hesitantly looked back in the direction of the statue of the founder of her own Taoist temple.

"Boom—"

Finally, after a burst of thunder, he returned his gaze to Daqing Mountain with a serious face and began to think non-seriously:

You can’t try it with gods, and there’s no point in trying it with your own ghosts.

Then...what about the Great Ghost King Shen?

"Hehehe."

As Qiao Qiao was thinking this, he walked up the mountain and uncontrollably took out his cell phone and clicked on the dialog box with Chen Rangchen's portrait.

However, she didn't know that not long after she went up the mountain, Director Wang, who had been beaten up by her and should have gone down the mountain in disgrace, actually looked at the wall of Uncle Li's house with hatred, and came back openly with many people.