After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

Bai Yinchen asked Lin Songyan: "What is the condition of your body? Haven't I already treated you?"

When he said this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Could it be that you have Mo Cangming's posthumous child?"

Lin Songyan: ...

"Master, don't be so ridiculous..."

Bai Yinchen, also known as Mo Cangming, secretly wondered, is it true or not? Explain it clearly!

Unexpectedly, Chao He smiled crookedly and suddenly flattered him: "Disciple knows that the master will not be unfair! From now on, everyone in the sect will be self-reliant."

Bai Yinchen was still thoughtful after hearing this, and did not respond.

Fei Wu on the side was anxious, "Grandmaster... I haven't learned the immortal method yet. I will starve to death if I go out to earn money!"

Bai Yinchen was brought back to reality by these words.

"Huh? Aren't you the prince of the Western Regions? You have endless snacks and gadgets on a daily basis, but now you come here to cry poor?"

Fei Wu: "I am the 169th prince. My father doesn't even remember me. He spent all my mother's little dowry."

Lin Songyan, who was standing aside, resolutely pulled Fei Wu away and snorted coldly.

“Fei Wu, just make your own money, let’s go, don’t let people look down on us, let’s go out and work too!”

At this time, the disciples inside did not know that a catastrophic disaster of reform had quietly arrived.

The sect started to engage in market economy, and they had to split the profits with the sect in a 2:8 ratio, with the sect getting 80% and them taking 20%!

Lin Songyan's words meant that the sect could no longer eat from the same pot.

Disciples like Chao He were very happy because they got a share of the profits and worked even harder.

As for those who were just filling in the gaps on weekdays, they were already cursing at Lin Songyan and were going out to do odd jobs.

Fei Wu had been banging his head against the wall all day.

"Song Yan, what should we do now? We both don't know how to do anything. Others can't catch ghosts, but at least they still have the strength to carry the heavy bag."

"But we have nothing but our unrivaled beauty!"

Lin Songyan: ...

This vase prince has a clear understanding of his own positioning.

But Lin Songyan is not completely clueless!

He had asked the system to make a banner for him and was ready to start setting up a stall! !

He took out the banner and wanted to hang it up, but he didn't have any martial arts skills and couldn't reach the high place!

Fei Wu wiped his tears, looked at the banner on the ground, and read: "Mo Cangming Brainless Fan Psychological Treatment Center?"

Fei Wu pondered for a while, "Are you exploiting your dead ghost?"

Lin Songyan waved his hand and said, "Well, it's hard to say that. He didn't leave me any inheritance. It's his blessing to be able to create this little value."

While eating melon seeds, he said, "I am doing this to make him feel at ease when he leaves. If he fails the assessment at the end of the month, we will both be kicked out."

After saying that, he spat out the melon seed shells with a "puff". "Hey, who are you on good terms with who knows Qinggong? Hang up a sign for us. From now on, I'll be the boss, and you'll be my vice president."

Fei Wu scratched his head after hearing this. Apart from Lin Songyan, no one in the sect wanted to pay attention to him.

It happened that at this moment Bai Yinchen was talking to the female leader of the Chenxi Sect next door. The two of them came on clouds with fluttering clothes.

Fei Wu stretched out his hand and said, "Master, it's just right, you can hang up the sign for us."

Bai Yinchen's gray hair was scattered all over his body. When he turned around, his phoenix eyes first saw Lin Songyan eating melon seeds.

……

There is a banner next to it, but I can't see what it says.

Bai Yinchen didn't even look at it. She raised her slender white hand and the banner floated up automatically without any wind.

The banner was hung on the top of two towering ancient trees and the ropes were automatically tied.

Lin Songyan’s heart was beating wildly when she saw this, ah, Master is so handsome!

Bai Yinchen suddenly blushed a little. What's the big deal? Isn't it just the simplest thing?

He cleared his throat and walked closer under Lin Songyan's admiring eyes.

The female sect leader next to them also came over, wearing a light green gauze dress, and the two looked like a fairy couple.

Lin Songyan thought to himself, wow, they have such a strong sense of couple!

Alas, it’s a pity that the Grand Master is gay and is obsessed with the gay Senior Brother…

"Master, Sect Master Lu." Lin Songyan stood up and greeted him.

Bai Yinchen: "Xiaoyan, why don't you go and earn money with Fei Wu?"

Fei Wu stood up and said, "Master, the banner you just hung is our livelihood."

Sect Master Lu walked over lightly, his eyes fixed on Lin Songyan and Fei Wu's faces.

"Oh? Waiting for someone to come over and give you money? Considering your looks, it's not impossible."

Lin Songyan: ...

Does Sect Leader Lu think of them as just prostitutes?

There is only one word difference between "sitting in the hall" and "sitting on the stage", but the meanings are very different.

However, the Prince of the Western Regions did not understand what Sect Leader Lu meant by this, and pointed at Lin Songyan proudly.

"That's right, Sect Master Lu. My brother is Mo Cangming's widow. He is no longer a widow. Moreover, he successfully made me feel that Mo Cangming is a piece of shit in just one day!"

Bai Yinchen:……

Who…who is the shit?

The name sounded familiar—like it was himself.

Bai Yinchen frowned deeply, "Nonsense, is this your way of making money?"

Lin Songyan nodded to him, "Of course, Mo Cangming is a wave of traffic bonus, it would be a waste if I don't take advantage of it. This overwhelming wealth is finally my turn."

[Qiang, host, you are indeed a top student in this fake economics college.]

Bai Yinchen looked at Lin Songyan, and his smile gradually froze...

Now he began to regret hanging up that stupid banner, but he couldn't shamelessly take it down.

However, Sect Leader Lu understood their livelihood and immediately showed great interest!

"Can it really be cured?" Sect Master Lu's eyes widened. "I came here today just for this matter. Many young ladies in my sect have been devastated by Mo Cangming."

Seeing Sect Master Lu so excited, Lin Songyan finally remembered.

Yes, Mo Cangming’s biggest fan club is right next door to the Dawn Sect!

Isn’t this the business?

He quickly began to fool around.

"Oh, Sect Master Lu, please get them here quickly. If we don't treat him now, it will be too late."

"We're just neighbors, so what's the big deal? I'll give you a 9.8% discount, 9.8 taels of silver per person, and if the cure doesn't work, I'll refund the full amount."

Sect Leader Lu was somewhat skeptical and looked Lin Songyan up and down.

"Can it really be cured? I heard that you were hanged and drank medicine for Mo Cangming. Have you really come out of it?"

Don’t let the time pass and instead fail to cure the female disciples of their sect and make them fall deeper and deeper into trouble.

But Lin Songyan's eyes were firm enough to join the death squad, "Yes, Mo Cangming is a loser, a scumbag who cheats for money and sex, it's not a pity for this beast to die..."

Bai Yinchen's thoughts were still on the fact that Lin Songyan had been hanging him up and taking medicine for him, but when he heard him say this, he silently covered his ears...

How much does this guy hate him?

Why was she so obsessed with him before, but started hating him since they started practicing together?

He couldn't help but think of what Lin Songyan said about "poor work" and secretly reviewed the details of those three days.

It doesn’t matter. Once Mo Cangming has forged his own body, he will naturally review it with Lin Songyan.

*

That day, after Sect Master Lu returned, Lin Songyan was full of confidence.

"Look, Fei Wu, we're about to make our first pot of gold!"

Fei Wu looked at him with stars in his eyes, "That's great, let's celebrate first!"

He ordered eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes from Ruixinglou at the foot of the mountain, and the two of them ate everything.

As a result, until the sun set and the birds all went home, there was still no guest.

However, the fourth senior brother Song Yunju had already returned with a lot of money.

The young man had a high ponytail and a golden hairpin, and his whole body smelled of money.

The tall figure was unrestrained and graceful, carrying the diamond-studded sword on his broad shoulders, with a silver mesh bag hanging behind him, which was full of ghosts he had captured.

Those ghosts whistled and shouted at Lin Songyan.

"Hey, pretty widow."

"widow."

"Little widow."

Oh shit.

Why does a ghost who has never met him know that his husband is dead?

[Because of the Pretty Widow filter, host, please enjoy them~]

Shet!

Song Yunju, who was standing by, looked at Lin Songyan's stall and pinched his chin.

"Hey, who are you talking about? Hanging banners on it, saying something about the fan and the center. You two are useless and can't do anything else."

Song Yunju sat directly opposite Lin Songyan and said, "Just right, I'm hungry, give me a bowl of noodles."

Lin Songyan: ...

Do you think others are fools if they don't get angry?

Who is selling powder?

"Senior Brother Song, may I ask, are you here to stop being a fan and turn against me as well?" Lin Songyan had a blank expression on his face and took out a small notebook.

"Please start crying and telling us your love story with Mo Cangming."

Song Yunju:……

What did he say? Who and who?

Song Yunju stood up and grabbed Lin Songyan by the collar, "Are you looking for death?"

At this time, Mo Cangming, who was hiding in the woods in the distance, held his forehead and sighed.

This little burden really wants to make money from him?

Song Yunju doesn't look like a homosexual. If he doesn't beat Lin Songyan to the point of shitting, it will be considered a clean shit for him!