After lunch, Meng Yi and Cen Qiyun went to the inner city bank to transfer money.

Other places charge a 1% handling fee. What a joke. 160,000 yuan in handling fees?

The bank spirit kept chattering beside Meng Yi and the others:

"You guys are so stingy, you go to the bank just to save one percent in handling fees.

Oh, I lost, I lost..."

The curse of you being stingy follows them both.

Cen Qiyun could no longer bear it, and before leaving, he snorted coldly at Yin Ban Ling's blurry face:

"If I make you lose 160,000 yuan one day, I can make you lose 800,000 yuan the next day. I want to save the money I can't take out!"

Meng Yi was confused. Is this how the account is calculated?

Ignoring the bank spirit whose features were nearly visible from the anger, the two hurried out of the bank door. It was too noisy...

It was time to get down to business. Meng Yi spoke excitedly, "If I want to buy a house in the inner city, where should I go? The Housing Management Bureau?"

"No need." Cen Qiyun didn't find it strange that Meng Yi was planning to move out.

In her opinion, letting the other party live in her home was just a kind gesture to help.

She yawned and said, "The Housing Management Department is only responsible for the allocation of housing for ordinary people in the outer city. Houses in the inner city are freely bought and sold among the divinely blessed.

We could check... uh, the pubs in the inner city, where they'd put up notices if there were houses for sale."

Meng Yi nodded silently. It seemed that there was a lot that the tavern could do.

The two of them walked quickly to the door of the tavern. There was a notice of house for sale right outside the door, with a large sign there.

Seeing that he didn't have to go into the pub to undergo "spiritual baptism", Meng Yi felt relieved.

However, the notices here contain everything, not just information about houses for sale.

He began to look at the notices that were posted in a mess.

[Selling a living doll, please contact the bartender]

Hmm? A living puppet? Is it a living person or a dummy?

Pushing the weird thoughts out of his mind, he continued reading.

My house is looking for a companion. Requirements: a small house...

The house... Haha, Meng Yi had a blank expression on his face.

Actually, the houses in the inner city are not part of the city's formation network, and the authorities will not prohibit the divinely blessed from doing this kind of work.

Besides, what's wrong with starting to pursue love when you get older?

Will I give birth to a small house?

After having more children, will its owner become a real estate tycoon?

Calm down, I'm here to buy a house, Meng Yi forced himself to continue reading.

[Marriage Seeking: Sister of Human Suffering, looking for a scumbag...]

【Looking for seafood...】

[Selling the "protagonist" experience, with the Psion secretly influencing the "supporting characters", you will feel like you are in the scene...]

Are you sure this isn't a crime?

Moving his eyes downward, Meng Yi was astonished. There was simply everything here.

After searching all the way through but not finding any notices about the house being for sale, he was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "That's it?"

A small wooden hand reached out from behind the sign and silently turned the page for itself.

There was a clang and the sound of wooden boards hitting each other was heard.

Oh, it turns out to be a combined edition!

Seeing this, Meng Yi hesitated and tried to speak: "Is there any notice of house for sale?"

The little hand that was retracting paused, then stretched out again and turned two pages.

Meng Yi was amazed and turned to Cen Qiyun to ask, "How did you do that? Is it ritual magic or something else? It's quite human!"

The little hand raised its middle finger.

Uh...this is a familiar feeling.

The corner of Meng Yi's mouth twitched. "Could it be the bank spirit? What is it doing?"