[Don't look at TAT] [It is said that there is a capitalist in the Three Realms who eats meat but does not spit out bones. She used to have low self-esteem and arrogance. She only knew how to make money and missed Qingqing] [When she was supposed to wash her hands in a golden basin, her "Qingqing" unexpectedly found her again, but she lost her memory of the past and spoke. It's a difficult business, and the reward is priceless] Qu Sishan was a promiscuous person in his early years, and when he was twenty years old, thanks to the warning from his girlfriend's family, he deeply understood his humbleness. She thought she understood the righteousness, cut her losses in time, and became a single dog. Since then, she has been heartless and only knows how to struggle, and has invested in the wave of getting rich in the three realms. She has done any kind of money-making business. When there was no Internet, she used the favor effect. When there was the Internet, she devoted herself to the "Internet +" entrepreneurial boom. In recent years, she also has an app, specializing in consulting services to help people, monsters, and ghosts answer their questions. Eighty years passed like this. ——This year, Qu Sishan, a centenarian and a wealthy man in East China, was preparing to pass the mantle to his nephew Qu Jiangliu. However, while eating birthday peaches at his retirement banquet, he overheard a piece of gossip that was nearly eighty years late. It is said that Xihe, the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan Taoism, had an unfortunate marriage, suffered humiliation, and finally died young after she climbed up to the Little White Dragon in the God Realm. People at the table watched in horror as Grandma's chopsticks were thrust into her eyes. Qu Sishan's eyes were bleeding, and he didn't know whether he should immediately throw the mantle on his grandnephew's forehead and then run to Jiangnan to kill Xihe's uncles and eighth wives, or go to the East China Sea to cook the little white dragon first. So at that time, at her 100th birthday and retirement banquet, she lit a stick of incense for her former lover. She could not bring back her soul, and she would never have peace of mind in this life. +Until a text message arrives on your phone from a new customer.
Mission: The past is history