Zizhu drank the fake Meng Po soup and then cheated her for the rest of her life.
Even if I sold insurance in my previous life, I still have something to do with insurance in this life.
The Queen of Heaven: My dear, my little treasury is not enough. Why don't you go to the lower world to help me take care of my property~
Zizhu squinted.
Queen of Heaven: I promise not to wrong you! Damn it to God, I swear to myself!
Fortunately, people in the cultivation world know nothing about insurance and are easy to fool.
But! !
A certain fairy: Miss Zizhu, you see, I bought an accident insurance policy. This time I went to the secret realm and was injured. According to the contract, you should compensate me for 30 high-grade spiritual stones.
A certain Taoist nun: Miss Zizhu, my beast died in the battle, please compensate me quickly.
A certain golden elixir cultivator: Miss Zizhu, my medicine cauldron was insured. It exploded the day before yesterday. Look. . .
Zizhu: Look at a ghost! ! Fairy, you bumped into the boss in the secret realm on purpose, don't think I don't know! And Taoist nun, you obviously killed and ate that wild beast of yours. When you bought the insurance, it was clearly written in the contract that if you intentionally injure or destroy the insured wild beast, you will not be entitled to any compensation! ! And you, a medicine cultivator, made deliberate mistakes in the competition and put violent medicinal materials in, so you thought I was blind or stupid! !
Selling insurance is not easy. These cultivators who cheat insurance have endless methods. Is it easy for her? !
The Queen of Heaven looked at the increasingly filling little treasury and showed her heart to the purple bamboo in the lower world.
Zizhu: You have three minutes to come down to the lower realm.
The Queen of Heaven: Okay, little cutie, I put down my official duties and came here.