"Long Yuan, this generation is different."

Mo Ran was sitting at the towering dam, watching the little fish that jumped out of the water from time to time in the reservoir at night. She was holding a hot roasted sweet potato in her hand, and half of it was eating it. Next to her was the plastic bottle she used to hold tap water. A hole in the elbow of the copycat clothes had been broken, and Long Yuan next to her was lowering his head to patch the clothes.

"I don't remember how I was repaired, I felt like I was dying."

Long Yuan was still savoring the feeling of that day. The feeling of being held in a man's hand for the first time in her life made her reminisce these days. However, she just couldn't remember how she was cured by Siyuan at that time. The memories of the past and after were all there, but the memories of that process disappeared out of thin air.

"Don't mention him anymore. You say it every day, it's annoying." Mo Ran obviously doesn't like Siyuan very much. She tried her best to stop Long Yuan from continuing to talk about Siyuan, so she simply changed the topic: "I can't afford to eat tomorrow."

"Go and sell yourself, your figure can be sold at a good price." Long Yuan didn't raise his head: "Maybe he could meet a good family to marry you."

"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Ran sighed, took a bite of dry sweet potatoes hard, and pouted: "I want to eat meat..."

It's really ironic. A sword immortal who is so beautiful that he can put it anywhere is a condition for a rich and elegant food, but he can only say that he wants to eat meat, which is really puzzled.

"Longyuan, can we make money?"

"You can make money? You can't do anything except sell yourself. You can't recognize many big words, can't cook, can't sew, and can't flatter you. Who would give you money for no reason?"

Mo Ran sighed: "Do you still remember how we made money?"

"You said that times have changed. Where do so many monsters and monsters come from now? Even if there are some, there are some people from the government who are helping to catch them. What's the use of you?"

Although this is direct, the reality is so cruel. Mo Ran knows nothing except playing a good sword. She knows nothing about her daughter's things. Moreover, people like her will not do it by making money with beauty. So if she wants to eat meat now, it is really a delusion.

"I have a way." Long Yuan narrowed his eyes and said with a smug look on his face: "As long as you follow this method, you will be able to eat chicken tomorrow."

"Hmm? What?" Mo Ran's eyes lit up when he heard that he could eat chicken. He quickly asked, "What's the solution?"

"borrow!"

"Borrow?" She was puzzled: "Who should I ask? I have no relatives and no friends around me, who should I ask? Otherwise, Long Yuan would be wronged. I will find a sword pawn shop to kill you, and I will redeem you once I have money."

"Little bitch, dare to tease me!" Long Yuan turned his hand and pinched Mo Ran's waist, making her roll on the ground while giggling: "Is there any mistake?"

"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong... Let me go."

Seeing that he was almost done, Long Yuan let Mo Ran go, and then said quietly: "Go and ask that guy to borrow!"

"who?"

"The guy you dislike the most, but I think it's new. Isn't it just touching your hand and your face? Why do you dislike it so much?" Long Yuan's face was full of confusion: "I really can't think of where he offended you."

"Just dislike it, Mo Du said it." Mo Ran's face was full of disgust: "If you don't agree, you would rather starve to death than borrow money from him!"

"You can do it, you can starve to death."

"That's it!"

Half an hour later, Mo Ran stood at HSBC Bank's stare, staring with his eyes wide open: "Wow... What a wonderful city, Longyuan Longyuan, look, it's almost dawn but it's still bright, it's really a city that never sleeps."

"You have to borrow money even if you don't sleep. Maybe you can't eat meat, but you can't wear your torn pants and go through the room, what a decent way!"

Mo Ran said this very embarrassingly. She would never borrow money even if she died, but... Later, when she was meditating on a daily basis, her pants were overwhelmed and opened, just like Long Yuan said, could she not eat but not wear pants? So for dignity, Mo Ran could only follow Siyuan's breath all the way to Hong Kong...

"Long Yuan, where is he resting?"

"What's the hurry? I can't wait to see him?"

"All nonsense!"

In addition to chopping people, Long Yuan also has a special effect, that is, no matter what she cuts or touches, people or demons, they cannot escape her tracking. Even if they go to the ends of the world, except when they enter the cycle of reincarnation, they can be easily found.

This is also the reason why Mo Ran can chase the spider spirit to New Zealand. And Siyuan not only touched Mo Ran, but also Long Yuan, so Long Yuan naturally knows where he is now.

"Let's think about how to speak now, otherwise you will not dare to speak when you see someone, and hesitate will cause people to misunderstand. If you have something to do with him, you will not be able to explain it."

"Why? Why can't it be explained?"

Long Yuan glanced at Mo Ran and said disdainfully: "You look at the world and let anyone tell you. I'm afraid no one believes that you have traveled thousands of miles and suddenly arrived in the middle of the night just to borrow money. If you stammer and want to welcome him, you will not be able to clean it even if you jump into the Yellow River."

"So that's the case... why do you understand?"

"I will go to other people's houses to watch tomorrow's TV show every day." Long Yuan looked at Mo Ran like a country bumpkin: "When you go to the countryside, you say that generations have changed. If you don't change, you will probably starve to death."

"All right……"

"That direction." Long Yuan pointed: "Don't hesitate after seeing him!"

"oh……"

Although Mo Ran looked as usual, he was still very nervous, so after walking all the way to Siyuan's location, he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment and atmosphere. He just stood in front of Siyuan like lightning, closed his eyes tightly, reached out and quickly began to recite the lines he had prepared before:

"Walking in the world, there are so many inconveniences. Today I am in trouble. I am afraid that I will be in a bad situation tomorrow. I hope you can help me. If you have money in the future, I will definitely return it as much as possible. If you refuse or are short of money, I will not blame you and turn around and leave."

"Ao...ao..."

The answer to Mo Ran was not Siyuan's speech, but two hoarse howls. Mo Ran suddenly felt something was wrong in the surrounding environment. He quickly opened his eyes and found that Siyuan was cooking a zombie that was about to take shape, while a pale woman next to him was tied to the sofa and kicked Siyuan continuously.

Of course... Siyuan was also drunk at that time. Everything was smooth. The little girl's mother was raising zombies. The technique she used was very special. It seemed that she was using a Gu to raise zombies, so the zombie was a bit toxic. The smell of medicine in the room was to suppress the zombie poison. Otherwise, the whole building would have to die.

But at the last stage of uniform, a gust of wind suddenly rushed to him. He didn't react and was ready to fight. But when he looked up, he found that the beautiful Mo Ran was standing in front of him, closing his eyes tightly, and borrowing money with a shy face...

That’s right! Just borrow money!

Don’t it be said that the heroes in martial arts novels are never short of money. They just throw 50 taels of silver at a meal. At that time, Siyuan checked it out in a special way. Generally, the fifty taels of silver in the Song Dynasty could be bought for a small building and two wives and several pigs.

But Mo Ran was so poor that he couldn't afford to eat while wearing torn clothes and drinking tap water. Is this Mo Ran too hard or is it all lie about martial arts novels?

"Wait, let me cook this guy first."

"Aren't you afraid of corpse poison?"

Mo Ran frowned and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves: "No, no, you can't take this corpse out. There is a restriction line in this room. If you take it out, the corpse poison will spread and many people will die."

Siyuan was stunned: "So?"

Siyuan was of course afraid of corpse poison, but there was a serious poisonous demon in the Wanling Card. The demon was full of poison, but its blood was the holy product for detoxifying all poisons. Siyuan just asked it to borrow a drop of blood, and this zombie was only disgusting for him.

But if he is not afraid, it does not mean that ordinary people are not afraid. If the corpse poison spreads as Mo Ran said after going out, Siyuan will get into trouble. You must know that the population density in Hong Kong is definitely high. Ordinary people do not have any resistance to these things, and they will basically be ruined. In addition, they are zombies refined by witchcraft, and maybe they will accidentally cause a zombie incident, which will not be fun at that time.

"What should I do?"

"Let him turn into dust!"

Mo Ran glanced at Siyuan and walked to the side with disgust: "Let me come, you go away."

Siyuan spread his hands and said, "You are here."

"Go away and stay away from me." Mo Ran frowned and waved to him: "The hand that touched the corpse is very dirty."

I actually disliked myself for touching the body... Does this guy still want to borrow money? Who has such a way to borrow money? It's really...

But after thinking about it, Siyuan still handed over the treatment part to Mo Ran, and then went in and washed his hands carefully. When he came out of the washing, he saw that the body had gradually lost movement under Mo Ran's spell, and then began to slowly shrink and crack, and finally only a handful of brown rotten soil was left.

At this moment, the woman next to her cried heart-wrenchingly. She dragged her hands on the sofa and knelt on the sofa before holding the loess, crying to the sky.

"Is she a corpse refiner?" Mo Ran narrowed his eyes: "Then you can't keep it!"

"What are you doing!"

Siyuan grabbed Mo Ran's hand, who was about to raise his sword and said sternly: "Do you like killing people so much?"

After being yelled like this, Mo Ran couldn't bear to worry about his face and immediately started arguing with Siyuan: "The crime of corpse refiners is unforgivable! Do you not even understand this?"

"Of course I know, but it's understandable."

"You are just trying to be ruling! You should act according to the law, so why do you ignore your personal gain? Today she must die! The crime of the corpse refiner is unforgivable!"

This time, Siyuan was also anxious. He took a deep breath and stared at Mo Ran, but he slowly and firmly uttered two words: "No!"

No wonder Bai Ze told him that if he saw these sword immortals, he would go as far as he could. These people were simply crazy. They would know how to kill each other, with high attack power and fast speed, and they were all killing machines.

This good face is really wasted...

Siyuan suddenly sighed like this when he stared at Mo Ran. He didn't expect that such a beautiful woman would be so ruthless.

Mo Rancai didn't care what Siyuan said, and he picked up the sword again, but Siyuan bounced towards her sword blade with wise eyes and quick hands, bounced away the original direction of Long Yuan.

"Do you want to fight?" Mo Ran looked at Siyuan coldly: "If you want to fight, please stay with me to the end."

"Wait." Long Yuan suddenly popped out of Mo Ran's hand and turned into a human form: "Without any right or wrong, I can only choose not to help each other. One side is a good sister and the other is a benefactor. It's really hard to choose..."

Siyuan naturally couldn't give in to this matter, blocked the woman with his body, and snorted coldly: "If you want to hit me..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a heat in his heart. Then a seedling knife came out of his body, and blood on the tip of the knife was filled with hot air in the darkness.

"Qiu... don't..."

At this time, Uncle Kun suddenly ran in from outside, but when he saw this scene, he was stunned on the spot...

"The dignified Yushou, if you were killed, what kind of morality do you have?"

Siyuan was picked up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was a man in white. He gently waved the paper fan and it was a fox. The fox's expression was so funny that he stood in front of Siyuan and sighed.

"Fox? Why are you here?"

"It's not why I'm here, it's why you." The fox pointed at the surroundings: "Look at where this is."

Siyuan looked up and found that there was a dark river beside him, the sky and the earth were chaotic, black and white, and only the densely packed beautiful red flowers on both sides of the river bank extended to the sky.

"This is..." Siyuan's face turned pale at the time: "Wangchuan!"

"You know too. You're just one step away from crossing the river. I can't do anything after crossing the river." The fox sighed: "Who can hurt you so much?"

Siyuan touched his head: "A woman, an ordinary person..."

Then, Siyuan told the fox the whole thing about the cause and effect. After hearing this, he shook his head silently and sighed: "The most dangerous and evil in the world is the human heart."

After saying that, he looked at Siyuan: "It's not your fault for this. I just don't have any experience. Don't do it again next time. One, two, but three. This is a reward for Yushou. Go back!"

"Where are you? When will you come back?"

"Oh, it's almost there. When I go out, it will be the day when that person burys his corpse in the wilderness."

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Okay... Well, yesterday I paid tribute like a classic. Alas, it's a tragic day now. I remember when I was a child, my friends gathered together to watch Hong Kong movies. Whether it's horror movies, zombie movies or comedy movies, they all felt very exciting, but now... when you go to see the so-called horror movies in China, it's just funny. I don't know why, I suddenly miss Uncle Jiu very much. In my concept, Taoist priests should be like that.

By the way, I told you that the movie I paid tribute to yesterday is a very good one. It is the best Chinese horror film in the past ten years. Secondly, there are the series of Misty Night and Fantasy Night, which you can also watch. But the content of those two is relatively thin. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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