What happened to the black control group on the entire network who knows XNUMX million skill points?

Yan Xin and Lu Mian talked for about half an hour. When Yan Xin was sent out of the room, Lu Mian was in a great mood.

People from the special department have repeatedly invited Yan Xin to join, which is enough to prove Yan Xin's strength.

"Xinxin, happy cooperation."

"Okay." Yan Xin had a faint smile on his face.

The system had no reaction to this.

It believes that Yan Xin has his own judgment.

At twelve o'clock that night, Yan Xin made an appointment with Mrs. Liang, and she did not forget her promise to Mrs. Liang.

Lighting two candles in the room, making a sacrificial formation and placing the sacrifices, Yan Xin lit a piece of yellow talisman paper written with chicken blood and added another stick of incense.

"Mrs. Liang, you only have one stick of incense. Before the incense burns out, you must send them away, otherwise they will not be able to return to the underworld." Yan Xin said lightly.

"Okay, Master, I understand. Thank you very much." Mrs. Liang said quickly.

Yan Xin nodded, leaving space for them, and walked out alone, strolling on the street.

At this point, there were only a few scattered cars passing by on the road, which seemed much cooler compared to the hustle and bustle of the city during the day.

However, there is a night market not far from the hotel, which is very lively. There are many vendors selling snacks and other things there.

With nothing to do, Yan Xin decided to go there and have a look.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the night market, Yan Xin was stopped by an old man who was setting up a stall at the door to tell fortunes.

"Hey, girl, are you telling fortunes? Ten yuan a fortune." The old man was sitting on a small bench. He had a long beard and his clothes could be said to be sloppy.

The coat she was wearing had a few holes in it, and even the shoes on her feet had holes in them. Her hair was messy and it looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time, but her eyes were bright and bright.

There was a piece of cardboard in front of him that said, "Ten dollars will tell your fortune, and you can tell the truth."

There are two payment QR codes next to it.

Yan Xin took one look at him and transferred ten yuan to him.

Listening to the sound of the money arriving, the old man's mouth curled up and he smiled brightly, his attitude towards Yan Xin much better.

"What do you want to do? Career, marriage, or wealth."

"Wealth luck." Yan Xinsi did not hesitate.

The old man looked at her palm and then at Yan Xin's delicate face. His expression was a bit astonished, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Girl, if you have the aptitude to gather wealth, you must be destined to be rich and powerful," he said.

"Thank you, old man." Yan Xin smiled and walked in in a good mood.

Is it the sign of gathering wealth?
  This is not bad.

[No, you are crazy. 】

The system did not understand that Yan Xin, as a master of metaphysics, spent ten yuan to tell fortunes and fortune.

"No."

【Do you like money very much? 】The system asked.

"Yeah." Yan Xin didn't hesitate at all.

She must be allowed to have some small pursuits and hobbies.

In her previous life, she was abandoned at birth and was picked up and raised by an old woman who lived in poverty. When she was four years old, the old woman fell ill and died within a few days because she had no money for treatment. Soon, the war spread to them, and everyone began to flee for their lives. Yan Xin also lived a life of wandering around, with no food to eat and no clothes to avoid the cold.

This situation lasted for several years, and when she could hardly hold on any longer, it ended when she met her master from her previous life and brought her back to Qingxiu Mountain.   And in this, Yan Xin has also seen too much.

When Yan Xin was very young, she understood that although money cannot solve everything, having money can avoid a lot of troubles.

Most of the troubles in the world come from not having money.

If she had had money, the adopted old woman might have been able to survive. If she had had money, even if she was escaping, she would not have nearly starved to death or froze to death on the road...

Therefore, even after Yan Xin reached a certain level in Taoism and became famous in Taoism, she still loved money. Although she was not short of money at that time and did not need to worry about money, she still liked to save money.

Yan Xin was not interested in explaining her bitter past to the system. She continued to walk back. The aroma of the food on the food stalls continued to waft, and a certain snack food lying on Yan Xin's shoulder could not help but drool.

"Sister, that one tastes so good, that one tastes so good too, I really want to eat them all." Lele swallowed.

Yan Xin felt helpless and patted his head, reminding him to stay calm and not act recklessly, so as not to scare the people here.

However, the foodies were a little noisy. Walking down a snack street, Yan Xin was already holding several non-duplicate snacks in his hands.

While Yan Xin was waiting for the pancakes. , a man stuffed a red envelope into her hand and ran away quickly.

Yan Xin frowned and handed the red envelope to Lele calmly.

"open."

Lele nodded, said nothing, and opened it neatly.

The red envelope contained three hundred yuan, a note, and a talisman.

[I lend you three years of life. The red envelope will take effect as soon as you open it. If you throw it into the merit box, your family will not have a good death. 】

Lele is illiterate, so the system reads out the words on the note.

Yan Xin had no reaction after hearing the system's words.

It’s really daring to think about buying three years of life for three hundred yuan.

It was Lele who opened the red envelope, which is equivalent to lending his life to a ghost.

Can I borrow this?
  Thinking of this, Yan Xin couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

[Tsk, you are also wicked, but that person is not a good person, even if others are running away, won't you chase him? 】The system commented.

Yan Xin, why don't you be so calm?
  "Don't chase, this is so tiring, my pancakes are not ready yet." Yan Xin had no reaction.

"Sister, what's the use of this?" Lele asked, holding the three red bills in her hand.

"You can exchange it for food." Yan Xin said.

Speaking of food, Lele's eyes lit up and she neatly put away the three bills.

"I want to use it to exchange food for my sister." He said in a milky voice.

Hearing this, Yan Xin couldn't help but laugh. This child was really cute.

The stall owner handed the freshly spread and still warm pancakes to Yan Xin's hand.

"Thank you very much. It's delicious. Come again."

Yan Xin smiled and nodded, and continued walking down, when she saw the lady from the flower shop closing the stall. Seeing that the flowers were blooming well, she went to pick some and asked the lady from the flower shop to wrap them into a bouquet.

With a lot of things in her hands and taking the bouquet, Yan Xin decided to call it a day, so she walked back slowly along the way she came.

At night, the cold wind blew, and there was no pedestrian on the roadside, making it very quiet.

The street light shone on her body, stretching her shadow very long. Yan Xin was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, looking very peaceful.