I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

This Taoist view is weird!

Yang Shou walked out of the Taoist temple slowly, with a pensive look on his face.

He doubted that this Taoist temple, in reality, might correspond to some copy.

Maybe the level is not low.

But for some unknown reason, in the Taoist temple, there was no strange aura at all.

Solemn, solemn, and exactly the same as the real Taoist temple.

Reminiscent of the statue on the high platform, Yang Shou murmured:

"Could it be that weirdness dares to be called a god?"

Although it has nothing to do with him, and the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple are very polite.

However, he still silently recorded the appearance of the god statue, and if he had the opportunity to come to reality in the future, he would check it out by the way.

He always has a feeling.

After the strange era came to Blue Star, the world in Ping An District will no longer be stable.

And the god enshrined in the Taoist temple may be one of the sources of danger.

"Master, please stay."

A clear female voice sounded from behind. Just by hearing the voice, one could tell that the master was very beautiful.

It's just that Yang Shou now hugs two beauties under the quilt every day, and he no longer cares about ordinary women, so he hasn't looked back.

It wasn't called him anyway.

Unexpectedly, after taking another two steps forward, the woman's voice sounded again, this time from behind.

"Master, please help me!"

As the fragrance hit, a beautiful figure hurriedly caught up and stood in front of Yang Shou.

She was wearing a white dress, with exquisite and bright features, but her temperament was cold, as if she was originally a proud and stubborn woman.

But now, although she tried her best to keep calm, she occasionally bit her lips lightly, revealing her uneasiness and nervousness.

"Are you calling me?"

Yang Shou looked around and found that there was no one else around.

"Yes, I know you are a master." The woman seemed to have not slept well recently, and her face was tired, but she tried her best to smile at this time:

"I just saw that the Taoist priest of the old Taoist temple treated you respectfully and gave you many blank talisman papers."

"So I think, you should be a Taoist priest who has entered the world, an immortal master."

Yang Shou smiled and pointed to his face.

"Have you ever seen a fairy teacher as young as me?"

The woman was stunned when she heard the words.

"Why don't you find someone from an old Taoist temple?"

"And what are you doing with the Taoist priest?"

Yang Shou was still very interested in the old Taoist temple and asked casually.

"They're asking too much, and I can't afford it."

The woman looked bitter, then looked at Yang Shou, and said hesitantly:

"As for why I am looking for a Taoist priest."

"Don't think I'm crazy after I finish talking."

"I should be tricked!"

This sentence left Yang Shou speechless.

What's so strange about hitting tricks.

Everyone in this world is weird.

Even the woman had flashes of her own death.

It seems to be in a classroom somewhere.

The woman was also wearing a white dress. Suddenly, two teenagers rushed in, armed with pencil knives, with sick and excited smiles, and stabbed the woman to death.

Bright red blood flowed out from the wounds all over her body, staining her white clothes red. .

When she finally died completely, it was like wearing a red dress.

"So that's how it is."

Yang Shou nodded, completely lost interest in this, walked around the woman, and planned to leave.

This attitude was beyond the woman's expectations, and she couldn't help asking:

"Don't you think what I said is bizarre or scary?"

Yang Shou stopped, turned around and smiled, implying:

"In this world, it's not surprising to bump into weirdness, but it's weird to bump into talents!"

"ah?"

The woman was completely confused, but from Yang Shou's reaction, she could see that the other party didn't seem to care about things like weirdness, and even said he was a little contemptuous.

Hope surged up in her heart, bit her lip, and caught up with Yang Shou again.

"Sir, can you help me?"

"Help you for what? Help you catch tricks?"

"Yes." The woman showed a firm expression:

"I know this kind of thing may be dangerous, but I swear I will repay you."

"My name is Gao Minglan, and I am a trainee psychologist. My salary is not high now, but I will officially become a regular in a few years."

"I will save money slowly. I will give you as much as you want."

"As long as you can save me."

It can be seen that Gao Minglan is very persistent, and it seems that there is no other way.

Yang Shou had no choice but to stop and asked:

"What strange thing did you encounter?"

Recalling the recent experience, Gao Minglan's face showed fear.

"After I fell asleep last night, I dreamed that I was dead!"

"My skirt was stained red with blood, and my body was floating in the air. In a school, it seemed that I was chasing and killing people."

"When I woke up, I thought it was just a dream."

"But it soon became apparent that I had stab wounds all over my body and was bleeding all the time, just like in a dream, staining my clothes red."

"I fainted."

"When I wake up again, I'm back to normal."

"I thought it was still a dream."

"But when I look in the mirror, I always have a feeling that the person in the mirror is not the real me."

"At least not the living me."

"I seem to have really died!"

Yang Shou raised his eyebrows with a playful expression.

Gao Minglan seems to have awakened the memory of her own death.

What happened from last night?

Wasn't the weird dungeon officially descending on Blue Star last night?

It seems that Gao Minglan may have something to do with a copy somewhere.

He just wanted to practice the ability of nightmare more, let's take Gao Minglan's dream as a test.

See if you can locate the copy by this, and try to continue to invade reality.

"Okay, I'll help you, you follow me."

Yang Shou readily agreed, but Gao Minglan hesitated.

It's just that when Yang Shou drove out the luxury car from the parking lot, she knew that she didn't have to worry about Yang Shou taking her money.

"I'd rather he was looking for money."

Sitting in the co-pilot of the luxury car, Gao Minglan felt uncomfortable.

She is extremely beautiful and has a cold temperament. It's not that there are no so-called rich second generations who have chased her.

But she is not a person who loves money, and has always been extremely indifferent.

Now that Yang Shou is not short of money, she knows that Yang Shou's motives for helping her may be more complicated.

...

"That kid has robbed us of half a year's income!"

The middle-aged couple walked out of the Taoist temple with pained faces.

They didn't dare to complain about the old Taoist temple, so they could only vent their anger on Yang Shou.

"Oh, this time the gutter really turned over."

"I'm also a boss anyway, a full-fledged elite and high-class person, but I was tricked by this poor boy who looks like a poor man!"

"This kind of person should be poor forever!"

The man gritted his teeth.

His wife was about to agree with her, when she glanced into the distance, she was suddenly dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?"

The man wondered, looked in that direction, and the next second, his facial features were also dull.

They saw Yang Shou open the car door and drive away in a luxury car.

And they worked hard all their lives for that car, but they couldn't afford it at all!