"I just heard Boss Lin mention some ghost lottery tickets, ghost scratch-offs... 20 to win 10 million ghost money."
A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Black Mountain Old Demon.
There is a guarantee of the same level of weirdness.
This seems to be true.
Indeed, Boss Lin makes much more money from this business than from collecting rent himself.
Then, I just need to take out some of the ghost money I earn from rent collection and buy a few ghost lottery tickets...
Can you make a lot of money?
hiss……
Otherwise, he would give up his own scene power and give it to the weird black dress, and exchange it for one trillion ghost money, and invest all of it in the ghost ticket.
Earn tens of millions of times more.
Then use the ghost money to offer to Yue Gui and let him unseal it himself. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?
However, this idea was quickly rejected.
It’s not that I can’t convince myself, but if I do that, I’ll lose face in front of Boss Lin.
How did you continue to follow him after that?
Look at how strange and beautiful that broken road is.
I can't lose my composure just to pretend to be rich in front of Yue Gui.
Obviously I didn't get anything.
But the Black Mountain Old Demon had already started laughing, imagining the scene of stepping on the Moon Ghost and making it call him "Dad".
Not only that, you have to give it a nickname.
It originally called itself the Black Mountain Old Demon, so I will call it...
The Black Mountain Demon really couldn't think of any vulgar words related to the moon, and in the end he could only think of a variant of the word "moon" formed by humans.
Period!
Just call it aunt!
Although it is not a swear word, it can be renamed.
The Black Mountain Demon feels great.
Although, it has nothing now.
The other side.
Lin Fan and the old man's plan succeeded.
Walking at this moment feels like being helped by a breeze.
Very light and comfortable.
"Brother, if you ask me, I could have made a few more requests just now. Who knows, from now on, its body might be ours."
The old man used his cell phone to type something for Lin Fan to see.
To prevent the Black Mountain Demon from peeking.
Lin Fan also knew that with the old man's skills, it was not impossible.
But he still shook his head in denial.
The so-called leaving a way out for others.
If you bring up something too much, you won't be in a good mood when you meet next time.
This is inconsistent with Lin Fan's business attitude.
The two of them sneaked out slowly.
And in the treasure house at the entrance.
The shopkeeper was strange and had already tightly grasped the kitchen knife.
Listening to the footsteps.
"Yo yo yo, they can't even run anymore. It seems... the shockwave of the scene force just now hurt them badly."
The shopkeeper was weird. He licked the kitchen knife with his tongue and looked excited.
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The Ghost Festival is over, I wonder if the Shadow Soldiers have finished giving out gifts to everyone. To thank you all for your support, I also caught a lot of ghosts on the day of the festival, and I'll leave them for you to contract with later~
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