"No, thanks."
Three black lines appeared on Yang Linhao's forehead. He said cautiously, "I'm full. There's no need to eat anymore."
"Thank you, Grandma Su, for your concern."
After a few compliments, he was madly finding fault in his mind.
It's disgusting stuff, you only need to eat it once in your life.
There will be no next chance!
Even if you give him 100,000 low-grade spirit stones and stuff them into his arms, he will not eat them.
Just so tough.
"Oh, right, I came from the west. There was a mustard seed bag discarded next to the shit in that direction. There seemed to be 100,000 low-grade spirit stones in it."
"It's been several days and no one has claimed it. It must be an ownerless item."
Su Yuening's words fell lightly into Yang Linhao's ears.
Yang Linhao: “…”
Eating a pile of shit can earn you 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. It seems...
Very feasible.
"Grandma Su, I'm going to claim the spirit stone. Can...can I not eat shit?"
He was full of hope and excitement.
The look he gave Su Yuening was as if he had seen a savior.
One hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones was a huge sum of money for him.
With those spirit stones, his cultivation will be further improved.
Those women who admire him will be even more obsessed and crazy.
Yang Linhao couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of having further relationships with those women.
If I can't meet Su Yuening, can't I meet those brainless women?
They are all things that need to be disciplined.
See how he behaves as their master.
He wanted to transfer all the anger he had suffered today to those women.
Yang Linhao's eyes were red with excitement.
He couldn't wait.
Can't wait to take back the wealth that belongs to him.
"That won't work."
"Shit must be eaten."
Su Yuening said indifferently: "Money obtained without any effort will be punished by heaven."
Yang Linhao: “…”
This sounds reasonable at first glance.
But think about it carefully, are you sure these are not deliberately made up scary words?
If picking up things can bring punishment from heaven.
Wouldn’t half of the people in the world of immortal cultivation have died?
He saw the cold light in Su Yuening's eyes and his heart trembled.
Okay, okay, the one with the best fighting power has the final say.
Whatever Su Yuening says is what it is.
Anyway, he objected, but it was of no use.
Who knows, it might even make Su Yuening angry.
He had finally wiped the slate clean, and he couldn't allow himself to become enemies again and again.
Yang Linhao forced a smile, "Grandma Su is absolutely right, I was inconsiderate!"
"If I pick up that mustard bag, I'll eat all the shit."
“Just like just now!”
He held up four fingers and swore clumsily, "I, Yang Linhao, will never tell a lie."
"Otherwise, God will strike you with thunder!"
At this moment, under the influence of the rich night, the originally peaceful night was suddenly filled with thunder.
Blue lightning gathered above Yang Linhao's head, like a giant snake wrapped in lightning, roaring.
"Fuck."
Yang Linhao was shocked and looked up in confusion.
He just said it casually. How could the weather change so suddenly?
He covered his head in fear, afraid that a bolt of lightning would strike him.
Su Yuening smiled jokingly, "Even God doesn't believe you."
"Coincidence, it's all coincidence."
Yang Linhao wiped the sweat from his head, his voice unusually unsteady.
God knows what’s going on with this damn heaven.
He had to be dismantled at the critical moment.
It really makes people speechless.
"Okay, if you like eating shit, go ahead."
Su Yuening smiled with ill intentions.
Of course she would not provide benefits to evil people, and there were many things she did not tell Yang Linhao.
For example, the mustard bag in the west direction has an owner, but the spiritual imprint left on the mustard bag is very obscure, and a rough scan will not reveal anything unusual.
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
The clever Yang Linhao could tell that this was Su Yuening's words that meant she was leaving.
He wished Su Yuening would leave quickly, so he bowed his head and smiled.
"It's getting late, Grandma Su, go back and get some rest."
Su Yuening hummed, "Okay."
She turned around and just as she lifted her foot, a soft female voice rang out.
In the remote environment, there is a sense of weirdness.
"Brother Lin Hao, why are you standing here?"
Li Wanlian, whose clothes were a little wrinkled, walked to Yang Linhao in a coquettish manner.
She seemed to smell a stench, her expression changed, and the smile on her lips faded.
She pulled Yang Linhao's sleeve without any disgust.
He looked up, pretending not to see the panic on Yang Linhao's face, and asked casually:
"Didn't you say you were going to sleep with your beautiful sister? Why are you just standing there by the bushes?"
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, making Yang Linhao's head buzz.
Even without looking at Su Yuening, he could tell that Su Yuening was about to get angry again.
He obviously ate shit, and the matter is over.
This damn Li Wanlian had to be such an idiot to jump out and talk about his original purpose.
Isn't this pushing him into the fire?
No, this is not a fire pit, this is his grandmother's hell on earth!
"Brother Lin Hao?"
Li Wanlian pushed Yang Linhao, somewhat dissatisfied.
She has disliked Yang Linhao for a long time.
Just because he has some skills, he shows off to her.
Now he even ignores what she says.
Is he trying to treat her like air?
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