Rebirth of the Tenth Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 28 Murder!
"It's finally solved!" Bu Fan exhaled lightly, and turned to look at Li Mengyao with a shocked face.

Shaking his head slightly, he knew that if he didn't give an explanation, sister Yao might start to doubt her life at this time, but he didn't speak first, but waited for Li Mengyao to mention it first.

"Xiaofan, did you cast a spell just now?" Li Mengyao's voice trembled a little, and she looked at Bufan with disbelief and a trace of fear of the unknown in her eyes.

She even wondered if Bu Fan's thin body was hiding a prehistoric beast.

"No, Sister Yao, that's just magic, a trick, I just used a hallucinogenic drug that is hard for ordinary people to see!" Shaking his head slightly, Bu Fan explained to Li Mengyao to dispel her doubts.

"Is that really the case?" She didn't believe it, with suspicion in her eyes.

Seeing Sister Yao's expression, Bu Fan knew that she still didn't believe it. He turned his head to look at Heart who was walking slowly, and while Sister Yao was not paying attention, he secretly winked.

Hong Taoxin understood, nodded, and walked to Li Mengyao to help Bu Fan explain.

"Sister Mengyao, what Bu Fan just performed was really magic. You can go online to see his performance at school. Don't think too much about it."

"Okay!" Li Mengyao said the same thing when she saw Hongtao. It was obvious that she knew about Bu Fan, so she was a little relieved.

Seeing that Li Mengyao finally believed in him a little bit, Bu Fan also let go of his mind, otherwise he really couldn't do it if he really wanted to imprint Li Mengyao's spiritual thoughts.

However, the hypnosis of those masses is only temporary, and they can recover tomorrow. Is it possible to let go of it after only one day of doing it today?
Bu Fan lowered his head and thought to himself, and after a while, he finally came up with a solution, that is, to make it himself first, and then let Li Mengyao sell it.

If the noodle noodles are cold, let Li Mengyao heat them up, the taste may be worse, but it won't be that bad.

Thinking of this, Bu Fan told Li Mengyao about his solution, and after her eyes lit up and she agreed with the solution, she made a decision.

The next day, Bu Fan woke up early, quickly made two hundred bowls of noodles, and opened a shop to welcome customers. This time, he asked Li Mengyao to raise the price to 50 a bowl, and limited sales of two hundred bowls a day.

Standing by the window sill in his room, Bu Fan looked at a long line of people waiting for the store to open downstairs, and his eyes were a little excited. He was also very happy to be able to help Sister Yao.

Fifty bowls a day, selling two hundred bowls a day, and earning more than 9000 even after excluding the principal of the materials purchased.

At the beginning, many customers asked why he was not there, but after Bu Fan secretly used hypnotism to influence them and make them think that Li Mengyao was the noodle maker, the matter disappeared.

But what is a little bit bitter is that hypnotism can only affect one day, unless the imprint of divine sense is directly planted, otherwise the effect will be so great, and it will slowly recover after a long time.

But Bu Fan felt that he didn't have the ability to plant imprints on so many people. With his current cultivation level of the third level of refining and transforming Qi, if he really did this, he would probably have a mental breakdown and his head would burst to death.

There is no need to hide himself in doing so, because he is dead.

"Hey!" Bu Fan sighed, for Li Mengyao, it seemed that he could only wrong himself first.

After working for about a week, Bu Fan also received the 5 yuan that Li Mengyao gave him.

After all, others come here because of Bufan's craftsmanship, and it doesn't have much to do with her. If Bufan spends some capital to buy materials to make, he can still make money.

But Bu Fan didn't do that, but returned Li Mengyao's [-] yuan. At first, she was determined not to accept it, but when Bu Fan said that the whole family didn't need to mind, she immediately accepted it, and even looked at Bu Fan's eyes. Something is different.

Bu Fan felt a little weird about this, but he didn't think much about it.

There is still one thing that Bu Fan needs to do now. Now that he has money, he can send money to his family in an open and honest manner to improve the lives of his parents and sister.

At the beginning, the reason why he had the 300 million from Anjia but didn't send any money to his family was that he was afraid that his parents would become suspicious and ask him where the money came from. After all, he is only a high school student now and has no financial source. He has so much money at once. Anyone will ask.

But now it's different, with the excuse of the breakfast shop, he doesn't have this worry, and he can safely send some more money back to his family.

Even if his parents asked, Bu Fan had an answer.

How could he be ruthless to his parents? He has money, but he has never thought about improving his family's life. First, he is afraid of trouble, and second, he is afraid that his parents will think too much, so he didn't call back even if he had the 300 million yuan from Anjia. .

However, the poor management of the breakfast shop also made him suddenly have an idea. On the one hand, it can improve Li Mengyao's living conditions, and on the other hand, it is also to create an excuse for himself to spend money with his family, killing two birds with one stone.

Bu Fan has a mind of more than 1000 years anyway, how could he act like an idiot, send money back immediately when he has money, so that there will be no surprises other than making his parents worry about him going astray.

"Mom, how are you and Dad doing recently?" Bu Fan called his mother Yu Xiangyun.

When Yu Xiangyun heard the call from his precious son, he immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Well? Your dad took the ointment you mailed, and he fully recovered in a short time. When he went to the hospital for a review, the doctor said it was amazing, and he asked me about the source!"

"Mom, didn't you tell others?" Frowning, Bu Fan didn't want others to know about it. If it came to him, such a miraculous thing would cause endless troubles.

After all, no one wants to die, and the plaster that can cure terminal illness is afraid that others will want it. If I had known it, I would have told my parents not to go to the hospital for reexamination. Bu Fan felt a little regretful.

"Of course I didn't tell you! But mom almost said it out. Fortunately, your dad stopped me and told me not to talk nonsense, lest it bring you trouble." The voice paused, and Yu Xiangyun seemed to think for a while before talking to Bu Where to talk.

"That's good!" Bu Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of causing trouble for himself, but worried that something would happen to his parents, and it would be his fault.

"But! Xiaofan, when Mom went to the street recently, I always felt that someone was following me, but I didn't find it when I turned around." Yu Xiangyun's voice was a little slow, as if thinking of something.

Bu Fan's heart that had just been let go lifted up again, a cold light flashed in his eyes, did he still attract the attention of others?

If someone dares to attack his parents, he will make others regret coming to this world!
But he didn't mention it to Yu Xiangyun. Anyway, the final exam will be in a few days and the winter vacation will be over. Then he will go back and deal with it himself.

　In this chapter, I will explain why An’s family gave 300 million to Bufan. The reason why Bufan didn’t send money home is that a high school student has no source of income. If you send so much money back, your parents will not be happy but only worried, so they scolded me Readers, I just want to say that you are an idiot yourself, fuck you, sb thing, you deserve to be called me if you have no brains at all?
　　
　
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