Taoist Priests Also Want to Make Money to Pick up Girls

"Master, you left too suddenly. You haven't told me your password yet. How can I survive?" Master died suddenly in the Taoist temple. Fifteen-year-old Qin Zhizhi was extremely sad and cried bitterly, holding Master's bank card in his hand. There was no food in the Taoist temple, so the helpless young man had no choice but to put on Taoist robes and go down the mountain to drive away evil spirits and fool around to make ends meet. "Donor, your darkening of the Yintang will lead to a bloody disaster! I have a whitening and brightening skin care cream that can help you moisturize the darkening of the Yintang... Hey, don't hit me, don't slap me in the face." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.