His face darkened. "You don't have an account to sell such expensive things?"

Meng Yi quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes." He looked at Cen Qiyun and said, "You should have a bank account, right?"

Cen Qiyun turned her head away and said, "My account was cancelled... when I lost my status as a Divine Grace last time."

Forehead…

Meng Yi blinked, looked at the one-armed sheriff, and asked tentatively: "How about... we meet tomorrow?"

Wang Guowei's chest rose and fell slightly, and he said in a muffled voice, "Are you teasing me?"

"No, no..." he explained.

After Meng Yi made an appointment with the other party to meet the next day, he walked home with a helpless look on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me about this in advance?"

"I forgot." Cen Qiyun said expressionlessly, "Besides, you didn't ask."

Is this a question or not?

Xu Qingsong parted ways with the two of them halfway, and after making an appointment with Cen Qiyun to meet the next afternoon, he walked back to his home alone, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. He had finally opened his eyes today!

Meng Yi glanced at Xu Qingsong's back, and asked Cen Qiyun:

"The bank also knew that you were no longer a divinely blessed person and closed your account?"

"No." Cen Qiyun explained:

"The bank account and the code are one and the same, and are determined by the spirituality of the charismatic.

When I am no longer a recipient of divine grace, I cannot mobilize my spirituality, and naturally there is no way to open my account. This is no different from closing an account.

Even though I'm a Divine Grace recipient now, the source of my Divine Grace power is different, and my spirituality is vastly different from before. My previous account... can't be opened."

Hearing this, Meng Yi felt a little distressed and asked, "How much money did you have in your account before?"

"More than eight hundred thousand."

“…”

Meng Yi took a deep breath and said, "Is there really no way to take it out?"

This is eight hundred thousand!

"No way."

Cen Qiyun was also distressed. "In order to prevent the endless deceptive tactics of the divinely blessed, the bank put a lot of thought into developing this ritual magic to discern spirituality.

Blood, ID, appearance, fingerprints, voice, etc., some are easy to forge, some are easy to cheat, and some... the Divine Grace has no such things...

Therefore, spirituality is unique and cannot be faked. Everyone has it. There is absolutely no other way to withdraw money from your account. It is safe and reliable!

Sounds perfectly reasonable...

But Meng Yi was really distressed, with a bitter face.

Cen Qiyun gave him a strange look and said, "I'm paying money, why are you so distressed?"

"Of course, money is money no matter what!" Meng Yi replied without getting angry.

Besides, that could be my rent!

The two of them strolled back home.

The next morning, Meng Yi was still asleep when he was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door.

He asked dazedly, "What?"

“To the bank!”

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the time, feeling extremely angry. This woman always woke up very early when something happened, and then harassed him so much that he couldn't sleep.

After finishing his meal, Meng Yi stood downstairs yawning with a tired look on his face. He felt like Su Yuanzhi had possessed him...

"The bank is in the inner city, right?"

"Yeah." Cen Qiyun was full of energy. "Let's go."

Meng Yi patted his cheek to sober up. He was also curious about the bank in this weird place.

I don't know what kind of weird thing it is...