"...I need to say that although this baby is good, life is more important!" Feng Chenglin rubbed his nose: "Although I love money, I still know the importance and know how to choose..."

Without a life, all babies are a fart!

Thinking of something, he quickly turned to the old shopkeeper: "Old man, did you hear that? If you see something precious here, don't be tempted, or else...the three of us have to fold here together!"

Before the old shopkeeper had time to reply, Ling Luoyu already lowered his eyes and chuckled: "Fatty, what are you talking about? Is the old shopkeeper that kind of utilitarian? The most important thing for him is to return to the ground, An Stay with your daughter for the rest of your life, right, old man?"

The facial features on the old shopkeeper's face twitched before he snorted as a response.

Feng Chenglin lowered his voice: "The human heart is greedy, and the human nature is sinister. He is thinking about going back to accompany his daughter, but the ghost knows what it will be like after seeing the baby in a while..."

People are not greedy because what they see does not touch his bottom line.

The poor can die for 10,000 yuan, because in his cognitive world, human lives are also worth 10,000.

The rich, although they will not die for ten thousand, what if it is one hundred million?

The same will be tempted, and the bottom line of your conscience!

So, don't say which person is noble, just because the temptation they face does not touch their soul.

Feng Chenglin didn't believe that when the old shopkeeper faced a golden mountain, he would still be indifferent like he is now!

"Three young masters, you are looking at the old man here, I will go into the hall and stand before you!"

Here, he has scanned it roughly and found nothing wrong.

Leaving Ling Luoyu just wanted her to keep an eye on the old shopkeeper and not give birth to other moths.

"Fatty, let's go in together..."

Ling Luoyu was worried that Feng Chenglin was involved in the danger alone, and greeted the old shopkeeper with his head sideways.

"Old man, together?"

With a clear cough, the old shopkeeper picked up a stone from the ground: "Go!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

If it's really dangerous, what can you do with your stone? !

At the moment he drew a dagger from his waist: "Although this thing is not as good as your murderous soldier, it is still possible to defend yourself and save lives for a short time..."

Taking a step back, he smiled meaningfully.

"But you have to be careful. This dagger is used to save your life. Don't hurt yourself because you can't hold it, but it's not good..."

The old shopkeeper glared at him: "Although I am not used to using daggers, I am not a fool!"

Isn't this kid warning him not to deal with him and Ling Luoyu with a dagger?

On his face, could it be that the word "little man" was written on his face, and he used the black hand from his back! ?

With a cold hum, he took the lead, sold the stone steps, and walked towards the towering palace gate.

The gate of the temple must be more than ten meters high. If it weren't for the light of shark oil, it is estimated that the light of the torch would not be able to illuminate the end.

Feng Chenglin held up his head, looked at the towering gate, and shook his tongue: "Seriously, this is the first time I have seen such an imposing gate... Third Young Master, did you let Nothingness give you such a mansion? Guy... how grandiose looks!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "If you help me clean every day, no matter how big the mansion is, I will let nothingness come out..."