When Jing'er drove home that day, she saw Qian Feifei with a large bag of money standing at the door of Lin's house, pressing the doorbell desperately. The God of Mold in a khaki suit stood beside him, his head drooped, and he kept persuading.
Jing'er poked her head out of the car window and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Qian Feifan turned around to make way, and said angrily: "I'll move in with you."
Jing'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing the injuries all over his body, she then looked at the God of Misfortune standing next to him with a guilty look on his face, and said, "Who wants to live with you?"
"You want to throw this thing to me? It's impossible. We share the blessings and the hardships." Qian Feifei would not leave even if he was beaten to death.
Jing'er looked at him, "You got rid of the Chrysostomist technique so quickly? You have a lot of magic power, just drive him away yourself!"
"My spells are naturally very strong, but this thing is a plaster. I can't drive it away or tear it off." Of course, when he went home with Jing'er in the afternoon, he didn't forcefully take back a black dog in order to get rid of the Chrysostomal Technique.
Then he forced him to drink water and soaked him with black dog urine for three times before he was able to unlock the Chrysostomy Technique. It seemed that he was forced to the extreme, otherwise he would not treat himself like this when looking in the mirror.
Jing'er looked at the local tycoon and the god of mold, frowned and said: "Don't you have a place to go? Why do you want to come to live in someone else's house?"
"I have no place to go. I can't go back to heaven. Now I'm a mortal again. I have to eat and sleep. Even though my soul has returned to its place, heaven still doesn't recognize me." God of Mold said aggrievedly. He blinked and asked Jing'er.
: "Who are you? I saw you in the hospital that day."
"What does it matter to you who I am? Stay away from me!" Although the people of the Long family are immune to all evil gods, in order to avoid being contaminated by his bad luck, it is better to stay farther away.
"You live here too?" Goddess Mold seems to be born with the ability to automatically ignore other people's malice.
"So what?" Jing'er looked at him and asked warily.
The God of Mildew was displeased, "Why can you live here and I can't? I'm also Lao Wen's friend."
Qian Feifei said coolly: "She is the wife of Wen Caishen and a member of the Long family."
The God of Mold glanced at Jing'er in surprise. At that time, he thought that the vicious woman in the hospital was Lao Wen's wife. Qian Feifan thought he would be a little scared, but who knew that he actually muttered: "You Long family are not afraid of my bad luck.
Why can't you let me stay? Even the God of Death came to stay with me."
Qian Feifan shouted: "That's because my home has almost been turned into a dangerous building by you. You idiot, do you know how high the house price is now? I rented that house. If the tenant knows that I took her house
If it's like this, I'd be surprised if she didn't kill it."
Jing'er said calmly: "Lying, that house was clearly bought by you and is a property in your name."
"Is it a ghost? The couple owns a house and cannot buy a second one. I know them well. They put my name on the house, and then I pay the rent to them every month." Qian Feifan said in a depressed voice, why is it so difficult to make money in this world?
What? I’ve been working for so long and still can’t find the money to buy a house.
"Do you have such a good friend?" Jing'er glanced at him in disbelief.
Qian Feifan's face turned red, "That's my first girlfriend, and her husband is my good brother."
"That's even more illogical." Jing'er said.
Qian Feifan said angrily: "Who is discussing this with you now? I don't care, I am homeless anyway, you must take me in."
"What logic? What does it have to do with me that you are homeless?" Jing'er looked at him with wide eyes.
"Who told Wen Caishen to let this guy go find me? I asked, and it was Wen Caishen who ordered him to go." Want to push four, five, and six? It's not that simple.
Jing'er was speechless, so she had to open the electric door to let them in, and drove in herself.
A few people were sitting on the sofa. Lin Lefeng and the God of Death were both injured. Under the sympathy of each other, the past grievances were diluted a little. The eyes looking at each other also gave rise to the feeling that they were both fallen people in the world.
"We can't harm people like this, right? Although we had grudges in the past and we still have grudges today, Bao Zi'ang came to you sincerely to reminisce about the past. You come to me with such a burden, and you don't give me face!" Lin Lefeng said gloomily.
Qian Feifan raised his feet, glanced at the fake local tycoon who was blocked by Jing'er in the corner, and said leisurely: "At least there is a man named Long in your family who is suppressing him, and nothing will happen. Let me tell you this,
I don't dare to go back to that place. I only have three and a half yuan in the bank, and I don't have the money to rent a hotel or a hotel, let alone pay for the decoration costs. You can refuse to take me in, but I can't guarantee that I will do it in anger.
What happened? Have you ever heard of breaking the jar?"
"Three dollars and five dollars? How did you get into such a mess?" Lin Lefeng looked at him in surprise, "When did you recover your memory? Even before you recovered your memory, you were a person with sound hands and feet, and you were considered good or bad in the law firm.
Why has it come to this?"
Qian Feifan looked at him coldly, "Do you think I am you? I was born with a golden key in my mouth. My family was very poor. I spent all my money on studying and I still owe a lot of debt. After I regained my memory, I was busy traveling around.
I'm seeking revenge from you. Even working fifteen days a month is too much. How can the company pay me a salary? If Chen Fei hadn't been the husband of my first girlfriend, I would have been fired long ago."
Lin Lefeng was dumbfounded, "You can't even take care of your own life, how can you take revenge?" His first love girlfriend married Chen Fei? It seems that Lawyer Chen is already in his fifties and sixties, and his first love girlfriend is not an aunt.
Bar?
"Life is life, and revenge is revenge. Haven't you seen that the masters in martial arts novels all sleep in the open and do not eat the fireworks of the world?" Qian Feifan glared and looked at Lin Lefeng with contempt.
"The question is, although you are the God of Death, you are still going through tribulations in the mortal world, and you are still in a mortal body. You have to eat and wear clothes. Don't you want to get married and have children? You have finally come down to earth once. How could you miss these things?
?" Lin Lefeng didn't understand his point of view, it was too 250.
"Revenge is important." Qian Feifan said stubbornly.
Long Jing'er came over in slippers and was a little speechless after hearing the conversation between the two. One moment they were talking about life and death, and the next moment they were talking about the pursuit of life. She couldn't understand the structure of a man's head.
However, the God of Death was demoted to the mortal world and endured tribulations. Although he was an ordinary young man, he still lived a relatively normal life before recovering the memory of the God of Death. As a human being, it is normal to worry about food, rice, oil and salt.
"I'm not good at it either." A weak voice came from the corner, Mushi Shenba groaned.
Why has life on earth become so difficult?
Lin Lefeng couldn't help but feel soft-hearted after hearing this, but even if he is soft-hearted, he still has principles. He said: "You can live here, but you have to pay for food and rent."
Qian Feifan took out a few credit cards from his wallet, put them on the table, and said, "Okay, I'll swipe the card."
"No credit card required!" Lin Lefeng said expressionlessly.
Qian Feifan spread his hands and said, "Then I don't have any more."
Lin Lefeng gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Who are you really?" Then he picked up the cards on the table and said: "You kid, you have a lot of cards."
Qian Feifan said: "It's quite a lot, but it's all maxed out. The payment is due tomorrow. Please help me pay off the debt first, and then I'll pay it back to you."
Lin Lefeng vomited blood on the spot, "I'm sorry, are you here to live and eat for free and ask me to pay off my debt?"
"I will pay you back when my salary is paid." Qian Feifan said calmly, as if he still had more than a billion left behind.
"When will you pay your salary?" Lin Lefeng asked sadly.
"The 15th, but I have advanced this year's salary a few months ago, so the 15th is the day when the company pays wages, so I may not have it." Qian Feifan said shamelessly.
"Sister Yu, kick these two freeloaders out!" Lin Lefeng roared.