The first person she saw was a short boy who looked young, perhaps fifteen or sixteen years old. The bangs on the right side of his face drooped down, covering his eyes and casting a shadow on his entire body. But from the uncovered lower half of his face, it was not difficult to see that he had a good complexion.
Of course, the most noticeable thing is the puppet in his hand.
As he moved, the puppet slowly showed him a stiff smile.
And Ge would look at the puppet with his brows lowered and a smile revealed, but that smile was even stiffer than the puppet's.
As Qian Yu'an approached, he discovered that the puppet's face was 30% similar to Ge Hui's.
Apparently, the puppet was made in the image of his father.]
[Wow, this is so tragic. This is such a good child.]
[He is still so young, those two people are simply beasts. ]
【Wuwuwu, please stop abusing Zaosi and let Ge live a good life. 】
[I'm giving you a tip, and I'm begging Zaosi to give Ge Hui a good ending. ]
Song Wenlan looked at the rapidly growing number of comments and thought to himself, as expected, everyone still loves beautiful, strong and tragic characters the most.
Zhong Mengdie is easy to talk to, but Ge Hui is not.
His past experiences made him distrustful of cultivators, but fortunately, with Qiu Yangxu's help, Ge Hui finally agreed to exchange skills with Qian Yu'an.
The current puppetry cannot bring enough sense of security to Ge Hui. He needs to learn more before he can continue to punish those monks who do bad things. He is like a sword hanging in the air, alerting the monks.
When leaving, Qian Yu'an and Ge Hui made an appointment to study tomorrow.
[She returned to her room, looked at the beams, and thought about what happened to Senior Brother Qiu and Ge Hui. She felt a little depressed for a moment.
Qian Yu'an knew that Senior Brother Qiu would spend his entire life fighting against the evil cultivators, and Ge Hui would probably have to keep himself in the position of patrol forever, always keeping an eye on the cultivators in the immortal cultivation world.
Thinking of this, Qian Yu'an suddenly began to doubt his own path.
Compared with them, isn't her own path a little too vain? But that's just her personality. She was a money-grubber in her previous life, and even if she was reborn into the world of immortal cultivation, she couldn't let go of these worldly possessions.
Qian Yu'an's mind was full of complicated thoughts. She opened her eyes and suddenly gave up. Since she couldn't let go, then she wouldn't let go!
Who says that focusing on money is a shortcut?
Don’t people often say that money is not everything, but without money, you can do nothing.
Besides, when she has money, she can help her senior brother and use the money to offer rewards to those evil cultivators, or rescue those who have suffered the same misfortune as Ge Hui.
Thinking of this, Qian Yu'an's mood slightly relaxed. There was a faint sound of thunder coming from the roof, just like the oath he made two days ago. Qian Yu'an felt that something was witnessing his thoughts.
"no."
Qian Yu'an sat up with a somersault, dumbfounded: "I didn't swear, why does this Heavenly Dao require compulsory witnesses?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Yu'an heard a loud thunder above her head, as if it was a warning from heaven.
Qian Yu'an shrugged angrily, put his index finger and thumb together, and closed his mouth like a zipper.
However, she was joking just now. Qian Yu'an's style is to do what he thinks.
When she has money in the future, she will definitely do these things.
Thinking of this, the restraints that had been in place for a long time suddenly broke free, and endless spiritual energy surged towards her from all directions.]
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