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Seeing everyone around him was shocked, Qin Yancai waved his hand to Zhao Shan.

moment.

Zhao Shan stopped convulsing.

"Thank you master, thank you master!"

He knelt on the ground with gratitude, knocked his head towards Qin Yan, and carefully said: "Master, I am willing to donate 100,000, just want a peace and blessing!"

Qin Yan frowned slightly: "As long as you know your mistakes and you can correct it, it is not impossible to ask for peace and blessing. As for fundraising, it is good for you to have this heart, but I ask everyone to raise money to accumulate good, not to accumulate wealth, so this peace and blessing Each piece is only charged 10,000 yuan, and the most important thing is that sincerity is spirit!"

"Yes, yes! Thank you, Master!"

As Zhao Shan spoke, he took out a stack of safflower banknotes from his briefcase and handed them to Qin Yan respectfully.

Qin Yan took the banknote and took out a yellow peace blessing from his arms.

Put it on Zhao Shan's palm.

Afterwards, he raised his head to look at the crowd and said kindly: "Everyone, making Ping An Fu also requires skill. With my current skill, I can only make up to 30 pieces a day."

Upon hearing this, everyone was anxious.

With a "wow", everyone surrounded Qin Yan.

"Master, I want to ask for a peace blessing!"

"Master, my husband is sick, can you give it to me first?"

"Master, my child has been having a high fever recently. It is useless to go to the hospital for injections and medicine. Is a safe blessing enough? I wonder if you can go and see it yourself?"

"..."

all of a sudden.

The whole yard became noisy, as if they had come to a vegetable market.

Tang Yuan also took out a stack of safflower banknotes, dragged Uncle Liu and rushed directly, squeezing into the crowd and shouting loudly:

"Master, I also ask Zhang Ping Anfu!"

Seeing this posture, Lao Wu and Lao Chen, who were still hesitant on their faces, were also heartbroken.

"Ten thousand is ten thousand. If the money is gone, you can earn more. The master doesn't even charge one hundred thousand. It only costs ten thousand. What else can we hesitate?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, you will be robbed later!"

Ten thousand yuan is nothing for a rich family, but for ordinary families like them, it is really a lot.

But money, how can life matter?

As the two of them were talking, they were about to squeeze toward the crowd, but they were stopped by Qin Feng:

"Wait a moment!"

Old Chen and Old Wu frowned instantly.

Old Chen said anxiously, "Xiao Qin, what are you doing to stop us? Look at so many people, if we don't get past, we won't be able to grab it!"

Qin Feng smiled faintly: "Don't worry, you'll know later."

Lao Chen and Lao Wu looked at each other, both of them puzzled.

"What's the meaning?"

Qin Feng smiled mysteriously, but did not explain.

I have to say, that Qin Yan's play really made everyone get involved.

but.

Qin Yan and the three want to make money, so it's impossible to just sell Ping An Fu, right?

There will definitely be other actions later!

And Qin Feng's words just caught Duan Chongjun's attention.

Duan Chongjun approached Qin Feng and said with a smile: "Little brother, there is something in your words, why? You don't believe in the descendants of this city god?"

Although Duan Chongjun was an A-level ghost defender, his strength was too far behind Qin Feng.

I can't see through Qin Feng's real body at all.

He just vaguely felt that this young man was not easy.

Qin Feng looked at Duan Chongjun with a smile and asked, "Why should I believe it?"

In a word, Duan Chongjun was stopped at once.

Why believe?

Does this need to be said?

I didn't see how good this master Qin was just now, and he didn't even sense the other party's methods, so Zhao Shan lay on the ground and foamed at the mouth.

Can't this prove that the other party is a real descendant of the city god?

This is not to blame Duan Chongjun, after all, they deal with ghosts all the time.

I'm used to seeing the various abilities of ghosts and evils.

But he has never been in contact with the gods, and how can he even think that the other party will be completely fooled by acting!

Duan Chongjun's eyes moved slightly: "Little brother, looking at your confidence, do you have evidence that he is not a descendant of Chenghuang?"

"No!"

Qin Feng said calmly: "But I think if the city **** has descendants, then he should go to Jiangning City to worship the city **** instead of appearing in Anhe City, right?"

Hearing this, Duan Chongjun also frowned.

In fact, he had had doubts about this before, but this alone could not prove that the other party was not a descendant of the city god, right?

But if the other party is really not a descendant of Chenghuang, then this is a big joke!

Seeing that Duan Chongjun had doubts, Qin Feng stopped saying more.

It's not scary to be blinded.

The scary thing is that after knowing the facts, I still don’t want to believe it.

This is the real reason for the success of the liar!

After hearing the words of the two, Lao Chen and Lao Wu gradually calmed down.

Including Tauan and others, also stood still.

They are all students, so how can they have so much money to buy Ping An Fu?

the other side.

Qin Yan, who was surrounded by the crowd, didn't know where to find a donation box.

He was standing next to the donation box and handing out the peace blessing.

soon.

Quite a few people got Ping An Fu, and the donation box in Qin Yan's hands was also full.

suddenly.

"It's her!" A low voice came into Qin Yan's ears. As soon as Qin Yan raised his head, he saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl standing in front of the donation box.

The little girl's skin was fair and flawless, and she had clear eyes. Although she was slightly worse than Michelle and the others, her appearance was also in the middle.

Qin Yan looked around unscrupulously, and there was a little greedy expression in his eyes.

But the light faded in a flash.

Next second.

He grabbed the little girl's arm, frowned and said, "Girl, you were born on the seventh day of July?"

The little girl was startled and nodded nervously.

The middle-aged woman standing next to the little girl became a little anxious: "Master, what's wrong with my daughter?"

Qin Yan's expression sank: "On the seventh day of July, the gate of ghosts is wide open. Your daughter's physique is not only easy to provoke ghosts and evil spirits, but it will also cause the family to destroy the gate!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden gust of wind.

The flowers and plants in the yard were also blown up and down, and with a "sobbing" sound, the temperature of the entire yard also dropped a lot in an instant.

Faintly, the originally clear sky also darkened.

It was as if dark clouds gathered on the roof.

In an instant.

Everyone in the yard panicked a little.

"No? Is there really a ghost?"

"Ouch, don't scare me!"

"It's okay, the master will protect us, and if the master comes, we must be okay..."

"The master just finished speaking, the ghost...the ghost is here, it must be the girl who brought it! The disaster star! This is exactly the disaster star!"

"..."