Taoist Quick Wear

Si Qingyan watched the preschool education video for a long time, but still wasn't very proficient...

Even if he memorized the pronunciation of aoe, it would be a bit difficult to spell it out. Fortunately, the computer has a voice input method and the mobile phone has a handwriting input method, which allows him to smoothly search for some common knowledge that he doesn't know much about.

The human power in this world is very weak, but they have created powerful weapons that are enough to protect themselves. Their power system is called technology, but sometimes there are problems that technology cannot solve, such as some hidden places, such as those mysterious worlds. Compared with Si Qingyan's previous world, both have their own merits. What's even better is the tempting food... It would be nice if you could taste it... But eating will cause the body to rot and deteriorate. Si Qingyan gave up this tempting idea.

Wei Sixian's refrigerator contains some ingredients, as well as ice cream, jelly, ice cream, and yogurt. Si Qingyan took out a cute one, stared at it for a long time, poked the crispy tube outside, and finally put it back with a sense of loss.

There will always be opportunities in the future.

There was no more sound from the bathroom. Si Qingyan accidentally clicked on the small page that kept flashing on the computer screen, and a strange sound suddenly came from it——

"Good luck, I'm Zhen Tianle, I'm a scumbag, I'm looking for the lazy moon, I'm introducing a new version of a boat that has never been saved before, I need to experience it for three minutes, Li Zao will do the same to me, love is like quitting Wide oil system!”

After playing this, the normal version appeared again——

"Kill monsters one, two, three, four, five, and earn tens of millions! Equipment recovery will be credited to your account in seconds, and you can spend tens of thousands at will! Blue Moon is a money-making game that you can't imagine. Come in and make money, and play with superstars. , come and kill me if you are a brother!”

Si Qingyan's eyes lit up, she registered a game account, and started upgrading, killing monsters and opening treasure chests.

Obsessed, obsessed, obsessed...

"Bishop Wei, our car has arrived at your downstairs. When will you get down?"

The phone vibrated suddenly, and Si Qingyan suddenly came to his senses. It was already the next night.

This world is so interesting, but time flies so fast.

"Wait a moment." Si Qingyan hung up the phone and changed her clothes.

Si Qingyan stood in front of the mirror. When she saw that the boy in the mirror was only slightly weak and nothing unusual, she felt relieved and went out.

As soon as she closed the door, Si Qingyan remembered to lock the door...

But the door has been closed, and I can't get in now, and I don't have the key with me.

Forget it, it will be very late when I get back, so I can climb in from the balcony then.

Wang Wenyuan is the person responsible for handling Wei Sixian this time.

He is one of the more than ten bishops of the Dark Night Sect.

Compared to Wei Sixian, he is closer to the core of the sect. His brother Wang Wenxiu is the archbishop of the Dark Night Sect, responsible for managing the money in the sect, and his status is only lower than that of the young Holy Son.

"Bishop Wei, how are you doing?" Wang Wenyuan was not called by this name originally. In order to fit in with the aesthetics of the upper class, he changed his name to a higher-class name. Now his conversation is elegant and respectful, even a little bit literate. It's a pity that God was so kind to him. He has a short neck and a square head. No matter how you look at it, he looks a little funny.

"Thank you very much, Bishop Wang, for your concern. I have been ill for the past few days. I will recover after resting for a while."

Si Qingyan smiled slightly, and immediately unlocked the phone with his fingerprint after speaking, turned on the phone and started playing games.

"..." I said you were fat and you still breathed...

Wang Wenyuan was only half-assed. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't come up with anything.

"Bishop Wei, please pay attention to your health." Wang Wenyuan said dryly, feeling that the atmosphere in the car was a bit strange.

"good."

After Si Qingyan harvested the vegetables he planted in the morning, he sent them to his workshop, bought another batch of seeds, and planted them in the ground.

Wang Wenyuan's mouth twitched. Isn't this some kind of farm game that has long been outdated?

Wei Sixian has graduated from university, why is he still playing this...

"Xiao Xie, did you turn on the air conditioner in the car? The temperature is too low."

Wang Wenyuan rubbed his arms, his hair stood on end, and his tone was very dissatisfied. He and Si Qingyan sat in the back seat together, and the driver Wang Wenyuan recently hired was Xie Dajun. No, I should say thank you Junda. Wang Wenyuan thought Xie Dajun's name was too ordinary, so he gave him a new and upscale name.

"The air conditioner is not on. Mr. Wang, are you cold? How about I turn on the heater?" Xiao Xie is tall and handsome, but speaks with an accent and has a strong local flavor, like a bumpkin from a remote mountain. .

"No."

Looking at Xiao Xie wearing short sleeves, Wang Wenyuan always felt that his body was a little weak. Should he take two bottles of Liuwei Dihuang Pills?

Today Bishop Wei wore a black hooded sweatshirt with two big words on the chest - Justice. The sweatshirt doesn't look very thick, and it probably doesn't keep you warm either. Wei Sixian's face was pale, and he might still be sick, but the big fat sheep didn't even cry out for coldness. How could he, a successful man in his best years, ask for the heating to be turned on in this season?

It's only late August now, and even if the temperature drops at night, wearing long sleeves is enough.

But it was really cold in the car.

Wang Wenyuan felt goosebumps rising on his back.

Si Qingyan was collecting vegetables, growing vegetables, selling gold coins, and stealing vegetables from her friends. Her movements were so coherent that Wang Wenyuan didn't even know where to start when he wanted to talk to her.

You play this game really well.

Your clothes today are so unique.

You don't look good. Are you cold?

Look at my head, does it look like the millions of dollars the church is short of?

Wang Wenyuan was choked for a long time and could not utter a word.

Xiao Xie drove for a long time, following Wang Wenyuan's instructions in advance, and deliberately walked around the city several times, making sure to make Wei Sixian unable to find his way around.

In fact, Wei Sixian's head down and immersed in the game did not look like he was paying attention to the place of worship.

Going in circles was a complete waste of gas.

It was Wei Sixian's money after all.

Xiao Xie glanced at Wei Sixian in the rearview mirror and shook his head secretly.

He looks good, but it's a pity that he is a fool.

With so much money, there are so many things to do, but he gave it to the cult to cheat.

He is also a top student, but his fifteen years of hard study were in vain.

Si Qingyan was tired of playing the vegetable harvesting game and started playing Happy Candy Crush. He didn't know how to turn off the sound effects, so he rushed through dozens of levels smoothly from the first level.

During the period, the car kept echoing with the sound effects of "Unbelievable", "Good", "Amazing", and the sound of small animals exploding.

When getting off the car, Wang Wenyuan's mind was empty.

Who am I? Where am I? Which level of Candy Crush is Wei Bishop at? Did he pass it?

Xiao Xie felt that Wei Sixian did not match the information and was a little stupider than the records in the file.

He is a complete idiot son of a landlord...

It seems that tonight's operation must ensure Wei Sixian's safety.

Damn rich people!

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This place is very remote, and there are no other buildings around.

In the prosperous Linjiang City, there are very few places like this.

Si Qingyan looked around casually, and felt the mark she made in the house before going out. She found that it was not too far away, so she didn't think much about it.

Even if she didn't take a car, she would travel overnight tonight and return to her residence tomorrow morning.

And in this world, you can call a taxi on the roadside.

There were two slim and beautiful receptionists standing at the door. When Si Qingyan, Wang Wenyuan and Xiao Xie entered, the two receptionists showed a sweet smile, each tapped four times on the chest, and said in unison:

"Praise the Demon King."

Wang Wenyuan smiled gently, also tapped four times on the chest, and replied:

"Praise the Demon King."

Si Qingyan and Xiao Xie also followed the salute, with a strange expression.

Xiao Xie kept asking himself, what kind of a idiot is this?

Si Qingyan was wondering, is the demon king praised by this sect the one-legged fool?

After entering, I found that this place was decorated very gorgeously, and it was very expensive.

Xiao Xie secretly glanced at Si Qingyan, thinking, the stupid son of the landlord is really generous.

The first floor was very empty, and many people sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating devoutly.

There was a small stage on the second floor, with sufficient light. A wealthy middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged on the black lotus throne.

Wang Wenyuan signaled to be silent, and took Si Qingyan and Xiao Xie to the backstage.

"The archbishop is leading the believers to practice, let's wait in the back for a while."

It turned out that the black-robed Mediterranean was Archbishop Wang Wenxiu.

Wei Sixian had the other party's mobile phone number saved in his mobile phone.

Si Qingyan nodded and started playing Happy Candy Crush.

Although the game sound effect was not loud and could not reach the stage in front, it still made Wang Wenyuan restless.

If Wei Sixian hadn't been a big fat sheep, he would have lost control of himself long ago.

Xiao Xie remained silent, guarding behind Wang Wenyuan, looking very competent.

In addition to being a driver, he was also Wang Wenyuan's bodyguard.

Si Qingyan suddenly turned around and found a little boy looking at the door.

The little boy looked about five or six years old, delicate and delicate, with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and watery eyes, like a little puppy, looking over wetly, innocent and cute, making people feel soft. He didn't shave his head, but left a tuft of hair on his forehead and a small braid on the back of his head, tied with a red ribbon, like a young master in ancient times, very cute.

Being watched by Si Qingyan, the little boy trembled, lowered his eyes, and didn't know whether to go back or go in.

"Your Highness, the Holy Son, why are you here?"

Wang Wenyuan saw the Holy Son, who was supposed to be practicing, appear at the door, frowned, and was concerned about the presence of outsiders, and his expression became kind again.

The little boy didn't speak, still looking at Si Qingyan in silence.

Wang Wenyuan asked gently:

"Is there anything different about Bishop Wei?"

The little boy shook his head and nodded.

Si Qingyan glanced at the little boy called the Holy Son, and the spiritual light in his eyes was dim, and the spirituality in him was on the verge of collapse.

After the spiritual eyes collapse, both eyes will be blind.

If a child is born with spiritual eyes, they should be sealed as soon as possible. Otherwise, it is easy to provoke unclean things and cause damage to the child's body. Every time it is used, it is withdrawing life in advance, and the interest is very high. Si Qingyan has not cultivated spiritual power now, and is not sure what will happen if the blood flame is used on a living person, so the problem of the little Holy Son cannot be solved for the time being.

Seeing that the Holy Son noticed the abnormality, Wang Wenyuan was happy in his heart, thinking that this was a good opportunity to get funds, and continued to ask:

"Your Highness, what is different about Bishop Wei from before?"

The little boy turned around and ran away, and when he appeared again, he was holding a drawing board in his arms.

He lowered his head and drew something on the drawing board, and then showed the drawing paper to Wang Wenyuan.

"The Holy Son is God's messenger on earth. He is born speechless, but he can tell us God's revelation through drawing."

Xiao Xie is a new recruit with a clean family and simple background. Wang Wenyuan is very confident in him and specially explained it to Xiao Xie.

Is this little Holy Son a mute?

Xiao Xie frowned slightly, but soon calmed down.

From the looks of it, the Holy Son is nothing like the two brothers of the Wang family. Could he be an abducted child?

There is a small figure painted on the drawing board, wrapped in red flames. The painting technique is very abstract.

Si Qingyan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this child was quite capable and could see the blood flames around him.

"Bishop Wei, this is a very good sign!"

"This red flame means that Bishop Wei will be prosperous in the future, everything will go well, his family will be prosperous, his fortune will be prosperous..."

Wang Wenyuan explained to Si Qingyan very sincerely, but did not see the strange expression on the little saint's face.

Xiao Xie's mouth twitched, and he cursed Wang Wenyuan in his mind for being mentally retarded for using a child as a raft for such a stupid scam.

Who doesn’t know how to draw?…

If you let him come, he will not only draw red flames, but also gold ingots, big swords, Tathagata, Buddha and Guanyin...

Si Qingyan nodded. His subordinate Xiao Xiaole failed to clear the level at the last moment because of a wrong step.

The little saint stared at Si Qingyan's cell phone, with a bit of longing in his eyes.

Wang Wenyuan coughed twice and fell silent again.

Si Qingyan waved, and the Little Holy Son immediately came over and held his chin up to watch Si Qingyan having fun. He couldn't take his eyes away and was extremely engrossed.

"Want to play?"

The Little Holy Son glanced at Wang Wenyuan subconsciously.

Wang Wenyuan winked at him.

The little saint immediately nodded excitedly.

Wang Wenyuan cursed in his heart, "Little stupid donkey, I told you not to play!" The Little Holy Son would have made a mistake, but Wang Wenyuan didn't say anything to stop it. The Little Holy Son is the signature of the Dark Night Sect, and Wei Sixian is the big fat sheep and the living god of wealth. They are not the objects that Wang Wenyuan can do whatever he wants.

Si Qingyan briefly explained the rules, handed the phone to the little Saint and let him play by himself.

"Bishop Wei, the funds for this period have almost been used up. Fortunately, we have successfully explored the ritual of summoning the Demon King."

"But how to communicate with the Demon King is still a big problem. The Little Saint is young and ignorant and cannot clearly convey the Demon King's consciousness to us. Maybe we should study it in depth."

Wang Wenyuan finally said what he had been thinking about for a long time, and then wildly hinted to Si Qingyan with his eyes, please give me the money, big fat sheep.

"Then you should study in depth." Si Qingyan looked confused, with an innocent and natural expression, as if to say, what does your in-depth study have to do with me, Fat Tiger?