"Will every household give?

Don't get me wrong, this mere 500 is not even a small amount of money for me, but rich people are not fools, otherwise they would not be rich."

Rosen asked.

"There are some families with difficulties who will not give, but I usually make up for this amount."

Ouyang Jiajia was a little curious about Luo Sen's attitude.

She had never been in such close contact with such a rich person before.

"How many tenants are there in the whole building now?"

"72."

"That means they can get at least 36,000 for free every month."

"It can't be considered free, after all, they also have to buy materials, and those things also cost money."

"Then I understand, this is a parasite that parasitizes the entire Jiajia Building.

Usually, they make some money by pretending to be gods and ghosts, cheating and deceiving."

"Mr. Luo, please don't talk nonsense, Jin Zhengzhong is the reincarnation of the boy under the seat of Emperor Xuanwu, and he has very strong magic power. Since he has been in charge of the building, no dirty things have been encountered."

Hong Kong has inherited feudal superstition very well.

In any case, even the dregs are traditions.

Especially in the past 10 years.

Almost every community has some boy and some immortal.

The density is higher than that of the horse spirits in the Northeast.

It has formed an industrial chain.

"Mom, it's almost the 21st century, and you still believe in these feudal superstitions."

Wang Zhenzhen couldn't stand it any longer.

"You're wrong. It's not feudal superstition. It's just that some people are cheating without real ability.

I just know a few masters."

Luo Sen was talking about He Yingqiu.

After all, he was a disciple of the former zombie Taoist Master Mao Xiaofang, and his strength was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

If it weren't for Kuang Tianyou, the second-generation Pangu zombie, ordinary zombies could be easily dealt with with his own abilities, plus the magic tools and even Taoist tools passed down by Taoist Master Mao Xiaofang.

"Oh, Mr. Luo also knows a master, so he must be a real master. I wonder if you can introduce him to me?"

Ouyang Jiajia is very interested in these things.

"Now he has retired from the underworld. He doesn't receive other guests except those familiar to us.

Sorry, landlady."

She was still a little embarrassed by Rosen's blunt refusal.

After a stiff smile, she left.

After the landlady left, everyone was basically considered young, except Rosen and the two zombies.

"How high do you think you know the master?"

As the contemporary descendant of the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, Ma Xiaoling was naturally very interested in this news.

"It's about three or four floors high. After all, he is a disciple of Maoshan. And I can clearly feel that the lucky star you gave me before was his handiwork. However, He Yingqiu's price is generally not that high. You are a bit cruel as a middleman."

Rosen smiled.

"You also know Uncle Qiu?"

How could Ma Xiaoling not react after hearing Rosen's words?

"Of course I know him. We have known each other for many years."

That was in the 1940s.

It's already 1997.

Almost 50 years.

"Tsk, you talk so old-fashioned, like an elder. I think you're only in your early 20s. No matter how long we've been friends, is it as long as mine?

My great-aunt knew Uncle Qiu back then."

Ma Xiaoling glanced at him with a proud look.

Rosen didn't explain.

Let him think whatever he wants.

But at this time he looked at the air in the room.

There was something that no one else could see.

Of course, the only person who couldn't see it in this room was Wang Zhenzhen.

Kuang Tianyou and Kuang Fusheng pretended not to see it.

Ma Xiaoling did the same.

"I remember I didn't invite you. Besides, it's probably not polite to come empty-handed."

Rosen used telekinesis to communicate directly with Madonna.

"Excuse me, it's all my niece's granddaughter. She said a young, handsome and rich tycoon moved into the building, so I came to see him.

Excuse me, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he went through the wall with a whoosh.

Wang Zhenzhen couldn't hear what Madonna said, but everyone else could hear it.

"You..."

Ma Xiaoling quickly took out a small spray, closed her eyes, and pressed it twice on her eyelids.

Then she saw the most shocking scene in her life.

At this timeRosen was shining with golden light, sacred and inviolable.

It seemed as if there was a universe on him. There were huge gates in the void of these universes. There were also a circle of small gates around each gate. Although I didn't count them, there were about 100 of them.

In each gate, there was a god shining with golden light.

These great gods chanted Rosen's name.

"What... are you?"

Ma Xiaoling asked blankly.

"I'm just an ordinary person."

All the doors that had just fallen on Rosen's body were closed, and the original golden vision disappeared.

It felt like an ordinary person.

Ma Xiaoling saw it with her eyes and was shocked in her heart.

If this was considered an ordinary person, then what was she?

A child who didn't graduate from kindergarten?

Although they didn't know how powerful the ancestral dragon of their Ma family was, the one she could summon was not as good as the god in any small door.

And there were hundreds or thousands of such gods.

"I have something else to do. I'll leave first. Zhenzhen, come with me."

Ma Xiaoling took Wang Zhenzhen and left Rosen's big flat.

"What happened just now?

Ma Xiaoling is from the Exorcist Dragon Clan, but she saw you as if she saw a ghost."

Kuang Tianyou asked curiously.

Just now he was very careful and restrained his whole body aura.

He was almost discovered by Ma Xiaoling, but fortunately there was Rosen.

He attracted all the attention of this contemporary descendant of the Exorcist Dragon Clan.

"Nothing, just let her see that there are also differences between people."

After sending Wang Zhenzhen home, Ma Xiaoling returned to her room.

She lit three incense sticks and inserted them on the incense burner.

After Madonna came out from the portrait, she asked hurriedly.

"Aunt, what is the background of this Luo Sen?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?

I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen anyone more evil than this.

I feel that if he has a thought, my soul will be torn apart.

But the aura leaked from him is not evil at all, but upright.

I feel that he is a god.

But this god is so young and handsome.

He is young and rich, you can consider it."

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