Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 29 The money can make a ghost run the mill

"But Shushu is here."

Shi Fei tidied up her textbooks, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said in a low voice.

"what?"

Cen Shu didn't hear clearly.

"Hmm, nothing."

Shi Fei's head shook like a rattle, and she took out her mobile phone from her school bag, "Shu Shu, let's scan it~"

His eyes were fixed on Cen Shu, full of anticipation.

Cen Shu froze for a few seconds, then took out her phone.

"Ding"

There is an extra friend request in the address book.

Cen Shu clicked on it, agreed to Shi Fei, and scanned to the friend request below.

There are only three simple words in the remarks: Cen Yanyu.

The single name of WeChat has the word 'Yu'.

After thinking about it, Cen Shu agreed.

Before Cen Shu put the phone back into the bag, the phone vibrated several times in a row.

Click to open, five messages, five red envelopes.

Cen Shu:?
"Shushu, thank you for the cake you gave me yesterday. I like it very much. This is a gift in return."

The housekeeper uncle said that there should be back and forth between friends, Shi Fei urged Cen Shu to accept it.

Cen Shu had no choice but to open one of them.

'Ding', WeChat arrives at 1888.

Cen Shu: ...

She finally understood why those people spared no effort to deceive Shi Fei.

"Cake? What cake?"

Gu Huo heard someone talking while he was half asleep, opened his eyelids, and asked subconsciously.

Cen Shu quickly put the phone back into her bag, "It's nothing."

"Oh."

Gu Huo buttoned up the unknown secretions from the corners of his eyes, scratched his head, looked at Shi Fei, and said in a familiar tone, "Aren't you a sophomore in high school? You can still skip a grade with your grades?"

Obviously, Gu Huo and Shi Fei not only know each other, but also seem to be quite familiar with each other.

Shi Fei gave Gu Huo a strange look, as if wondering why Gu Huo would ask such a silly question.

"Money can turn ghosts around. The housekeeper uncle said that there is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by donating a school building. If there is, then donate another one."

Gu Huo, whose bank card is frozen and who has to act every day: ...

It's amazing to be rich!

……

Longyin Mountain.

Located in the land of Sichuan and Shu, the trees are lush and it is extremely difficult to walk.

Because of its remote location, few people know about it.

No one has set foot on the top of Longyin Mountain.

At the end of summer, cicadas sing and birds sing, one after another.

'Huchi, Huchi. '

A green, extremely small figure panted through the dense bushes.

Mung Dou rolled her eyes erratically, jumped onto the nearby stone, scanned around, and seemed to see something, her eyes lit up.

Jumping off the rock, crossing a small stream with short legs, he came to a wooden house.

Cooking smoke curled up, dyeing this quiet place with some fireworks.

A man in a plain Taoist robe was chopping wood with an axe. The man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome in appearance, and in front of him was a pile of chopped wood.

Hearing the movement, the man raised his head, saw Xiaolu not far away at a glance, cried out in surprise, put down the ax in his hand, and got up.

"Xiaolu, long time no see!"

Xiaolu waved her hands, climbed onto the rattan chair, and slumped on the chair.

The man squatted down and poked Xiaolu's head lightly with his fingers, his face full of anticipation.

"Xiaolu, does the master have something interesting to do?"

'Snapped! '

Xiaolu slapped the man's hand away with a slap, with a look of 'don't beat me'.

The man didn't mind, on the contrary, he smiled more, "Little green~Little green~"

Xiaolu's small eyes rolled upwards, and the dotted eyeballs rolled directly out of their sockets. With her hands on her hips, she hooked her small hands at the man.

The man smiled and bowed his head obediently to listen.

"￥*#@!%"

(End of this chapter)