Chapter 4

More than half an hour later, Yang Qiu appeared at the door of an old community at the back door of Shanghai University, carrying a black backpack and a young man with a cowardly face and about his age.

This community used to be a dormitory building for school staff. Now it is rented to students.

"Yang Qiu, why did you run away from home? All my possessions are only five thousand yuan. I've given it to you. I don't even have pocket money! "

"Shut up, I'm doing great things. Even if you invest five thousand yuan, I'll pay you fifty thousand yuan in three months, okay? If you have any more money, give it to me! "

"I really have no money. You know, my family... Doesn't give me money at all. It's not as rich as your family!"

Liu An said timidly. He really didn't understand why Yang Qiu, who was as timid as him, suddenly turned around and changed completely.

"Shut up. Don't talk about my family in the future. The Yang family has nothing to do with me! And don't be like this again. It's a shame for you. "

Liu An was not angry either, and hummed:

"Didn't you do the same before?"

Yang Qiu immediately raised her hand to fight. Liu An quickly dodged and said with a sad face:

"Don't bully me. I've been bullied three times today!"

Yang Qiu couldn't help rolling her eyes:

"Keep the pocket money for next week. It's useful to me, okay?"

"Yang Qiu, why do you want so much money? You're not going to do bad things, are you? "

Two sharp lights flashed in Yang Qiu's eyes and said solemnly:

"I'm doing a big, big, big thing. You'll know later. It's also good for you!"

Liu An said blankly:

"What's good for me, too. Just don't bother me!"

"Don't worry, you are my only friend!"

Yang Qiu laughed:

"Unexpectedly, my only friend in this world is a guy like you! Don't worry, I'll change you! At that time, no one will dare to bully us again! "

Liu An gave him a frightened look and said weakly:

"Are you a ghost?"

Yang Qiu grabbed his arm:

"Let's go and see the house. It's cheap. This will be my home in the future!"

After renting the house, he took Liu An to the supermarket and bought some daily necessities. As for clothes, he temporarily asked Liu An to bring him several sets from home. Anyway, they were almost the same.

Yang Qiu has made plans.

The first step is to change the previous image and no longer carry the name of waste.

The second step, of course, is to make money desperately.

With money, we can carry out the third step, find all resources and restore our spiritual power.

Making money is not a big problem for Yang Qiu. He is very confident. It's not easy to make money, big disciple of Tianji sect?

Yang Qiu's sect is called Tianji sect. As a mysterious sect that can't be seen in the world, the descendants of each generation pursue only one goal, that is to cultivate desperately, break through the way of heaven and become immortal.

Of course, at present, no one has achieved this goal.

If you want to practice, the basis of everything is resources, endless resources, and these resources, in addition to extorting and plundering, have to rely on their own ability to make money.

Yang Qiu was reborn. His spiritual power disappeared, but the knowledge in his head was still there. Now there was another secular memory belonging to the dead Yang Qiu. He soon thought of the fastest way for him to make money.

Start with women.

At any time, women's money is the best to earn.

Find a place to live. The second step is to make money.

But money is not so easy to earn.

For several days, Yang Qiu didn't go to class. He meditated while meditating in the rented house.

It took him a week to find out from his memory two danfang that had not been used for a long time. He was sure that he could rely on these two danfang to earn the first bucket of gold in his life.

There are a lot of valuable things in his head, but the resources he has now can't meet his conditions. For example, he can refine a furnace of life increasing pills for a hundred years. However, only raw materials, two hundred ten thousand year ginseng are needed. In the secular world, one ten thousand year ginseng is priceless.

Forget it, step by step.

It's not Yang Qiu's character to aim high. If he decides to make a good plan, he will act in strict accordance with the plan.

At noon that day, Liu An came to clean up his room after class. He took this opportunity to go out of the door.

Unexpectedly, just walking to the door of the community, an arrogant voice sounded in his ear:

"Waste, are you here?"

Yang Qiu's face was expressionless. He looked at the young man coldly, and a trace of ridicule appeared involuntarily in the corners of his mouth.

He looked at the other side and said indifferently:

"Yang Zihe, I have nothing to do with your Yang family. You'd better get out, otherwise, Yang Ziteng is your example."

As soon as his voice fell, a clear irony rang out.

"Yang Qiu, you waste, you dare to hurt my big brother. Wait, my father will not let you go!"

"Yes, third brother, teach this bastard a lesson and kill him. The old thing is gone. See who supports him!"

Yang Qiu slowly raised her head, looked at the guy about her age and said faintly:

"Yang Zihe, take your Yang family away. I'm in a good mood today. Forgive you, or you'll die."

The young man named Yang Zihe has sword eyebrows and stars, but his eyes are a little gloomy and erratic. At first glance, he has excessive wine and color.

His face was full of sarcastic smiles. When he heard Yang Qiu's words, he was angry. He stared at Yang Qiu and said in a strange way:

"Waste, repeat what you just said. I really thought you were...! "

Yang Qiu's eyes suddenly became sharp. He didn't speak at all. He went up directly. Without waiting for any reaction from Yang Zihe, he grabbed the collar on his neck, then pressed it down hard, pushed his knee up, and hit Yang Zihe's stomach heavily.

Yang Qiu's action was too fast. Yang Zihe didn't have time to react. He screamed in his mouth, his body shrunk into a ball, turned his white eyes and opened his mouth, and fell to the ground without saying anything.

Yang Qiu gently shook her hand, then smiled at several women who were stiff with fear and said:

"Dear cousins, cousins, cousins, do you want to taste it? I seldom beat women. "

Several young women were stunned for a long time before they suddenly screamed and fled.

"Hit! Waste hit people! "

"Where's the bodyguard? Are you all dead? "