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He touched his smooth chin hesitantly. Bai Guo's words seemed to have caused indescribable trouble to him. After thinking for a moment, he turned his head to the left and threw the incense burner straight out in a smooth arc.

When the disciples under the tree saw that the uncle's favorite incense burner was in danger of falling apart, they all exclaimed and rushed forward together to catch the incense burner that fell from mid-air.Among them, Jin Baiye was the most alert, but unfortunately the incense burner didn't have eyes, and it hit his head heavily.

Jin Baiye suddenly felt the world spinning, staring at the stars, as if thousands of butterflies were spinning around in front of his eyes, his body involuntarily swayed back a few steps, and fell to the ground on his back.He lightly weighed the pen and paper in his hand, and said weakly: "I feel like I'm going to die, can you bury the booklet with me?"

All the disciples had sharp eyes and quick hands, and supported the incense burner with their bodies: ""

As soon as they caught the incense burner, they saw countless white silver coins falling from above, crackling and falling to the ground.They also knew that Duan Qingchuan loved money like life, so they quickly picked up the silver scattered on the ground.

When Bai Guo saw it, he was angry and wanted to laugh, pointing to the smiling God of Wealth and scolding: "Damn old man, why are you throwing things around!"

The smiling God of Wealth hung his legs down and kept shaking, "My dear son, I usually don't return things easily. If I do, I will take them away again."

Bai Guo shouted: "What do you want to take away?"

The smiling God of Wealth grinned and said, "I'm going to take you away." As soon as he finished speaking, he floated down from the tree. Before everyone had time to see his movements clearly, Bai Guo was lifted into the air by his collar, like lightning. Swept to the outside.When everyone reacted, they could only hear Bai Guo's angry scolding gradually going away.

When Duan Qingchuan rushed back from Baiyu Peak, he immediately saw the God of Wealth sticker inserted obliquely on the tree trunk. The man was winking and making faces at Duan Qingchuan.

When all the disciples saw Duan Qingchuan, they rushed forward and confessed about the smiling God of Wealth breaking in.

"Master smiled and the God of Wealth stole the ginkgo fruit!"

"There is still a boot, but the uncle's incense burner and your silver bag have been snatched back!"

"What?" Unexpectedly, Duan Qingchuan turned pale after hearing this, even uglier than when he lost his money back then, he dropped the God of Wealth sticker and hurriedly asked: "How long has he been gone?"

"Half a cup of tea is gone." With the speed of the smiling God of Wealth chasing after the wind, he might have already rushed a hundred miles away with Ginkgo and the boot.

Duan Qingchuan's expression became more dignified, and his mind was full of thoughts. After a short while, he said: "Tell you uncle, the key is lost." Then he rushed towards the outside of the hall with his sleeves flicked.