[Pre-released article "Pixiu lives by spitting out money", please collect it! This is really important for bald authors!
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Little Pixiu started working in a bank under the introduction of an acquaintance.
She became a bank's self-service teller machine, spitting out money every day.
Vomiting and crying at the same time.
"QAQ I'm Pixiu, how can I throw out money to provoke you? Pixiu's face has been completely humiliated by me."
Little Pixiu secretly made up her mind that her work as an ATM in the human world would never be discovered by the demon world.
Backfired.
On a "dark and windy" day, her creditor, Zhulong, came to collect debts.
The Lucheng Demon Management Bureau has received multiple complaints, all of which complained that the money withdrawn from the No. 250 Cash machine in Lucheng was wet, as if it was covered with the greedy saliva of the troll.
Zhulong was in charge of the case. He led a team of demon elites to ambush around ATM No. 250.
The elites nervously opened the door of the cash machine——
Squatting inside the door was a little black fur ball that had hugged itself into a ball, looking at them with tearful eyes.
The elites tentatively took a small step forward——
The little furball was so frightened that tears burst out of his eyes and instantly covered everyone's ankles.
I can really cry...
The moment Zhulong saw the black fur ball, his eyebrows skipped a beat: Isn't this the Pixiu from his hometown? That crybaby and clingy spirit!
At first, Zhulong came to the human world to hide from Pixiu.
Later, he searched the human world and the demon world just to take another look at that little crybaby.
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——"I am dead, I have to burn paper"——
The three girls at home were unjustly tortured to death.
However, she had done too many good deeds during her lifetime, and a dark place like the underworld could not tolerate the Buddha's light all over her body.
She couldn't cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po Soup, and enter the path of reincarnation.
So he was appointed as the paper official, in charge of burning paper and praying in the mortal world.
After I died, all those who had harmed me, wronged me, hated me, and complained about me burned paper to me for blessing.
Bah, I bless you ghosts!
Seeing her enemies kneeling down one by one, burning paper and praying devoutly, Miss Ju San thought with a dark heart, exuding the golden Buddha light.
One day, a giant Buddha descended from the sky.
"Do you know where this Buddha light all over your body comes from?"
The third girl shook her head honestly.
"Because of you, I crossed over to the Buddha."
How come I don't know if I'm so powerful?
Damn it, it turns out you are the culprit who prevented me from reincarnation!
The third girl flipped the table.
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Purpose: When you save others, you will save yourself, and you must be kind-hearted!
