……
There was still some time before night fell.
Jiang Xiaobai planned to find an agent to rent one of the houses he had taken a fancy to in the morning.
However…
The problem of the identity card was solved.
A new problem arose.
That was because they did not have enough money.
The house that Jiang Xiaobai had his eyes on was 1500 yuan a month.
One bet, one pay, that was three thousand.
Number 47's money from the phone film was far from enough.
That's why.
Jiang Xiaobai thought of another good idea.
"Let's go, I'll take you to a good place!" he said to the photographer.”
…
Not long after.
They arrived at their destination.
He looked at the building in front of him.
The photographer fell into deep thought.
"Brother, why did you bring me to Guanyin Pavilion?”
Guanyin Pavilion.
As the name suggested, it was a place to worship Guan Yin Bodhisattva.
This place was free of charge.
"I brought you here to get the money." Jiang Xiaobai smiled mysteriously.”
As he spoke.
He walked straight to the ancestral hall.
The cameraman quickly followed, sizing up the surroundings as he walked.
There would be people cleaning the place every day.
Other than the guards, there was no one guarding the place.
Under the attention of the 400,000 to 500,000 people in the live broadcast room.
Jiang Xiaobai walked to the statue of Guan Yin Bodhisattva.
Plop!
He immediately knelt down.
Closing his eyes and putting his palms together, Jiang Xiaobai mumbled something.
…
The audience in the live broadcast room was amused.
Why did No. 8 inexplicably worship Guanyin?
Could it be that he had just robbed someone and felt guilty, so he came to find some self-consolation?
It was possible…
[I'm dying of laughter. What era are we in now? Why are you still so superstitious?]
[Watch your mouth, it's better to believe this kind of thing than not!]
…
At this time.
There were no other visitors in the huge ancestral hall.
Jiang Xiaobai knelt on the ground for a long time.
Finally.
He opened his eyes and smiled.
The photographer leaned forward and asked impatiently,"Brother, what were you talking about just now?”
"I'm talking to Guan Yin Bodhisattva." Jiang Xiaobai's lips moved.”
As soon as he said this.
"You can talk to the statue?" the photographer asked in surprise. Really? What did they say?"
"I told Guan Yin Bodhisattva that we were short of money to rent a house, so I asked her if she could lend it to me."”
"How did Bodhisattva reply to you?"
Jiang Xiaobai pointed at Guan Yin Bodhisattva's gesture.""She said okay and let me get it myself.”
As he spoke.
He went forward and put his hand into the Merit Box.
The cameraman: "???"
"???"
…
Goddammit Bodhisattva said OK…Pfft!!! Ahahahahaha, I'll laugh myself to death!
[This understanding is showing off!]
[Talent, number 8 is too funny, hahahaha!]!!
Bodhisattva: Really speechless!
I mean, is it possible that Bodhisattva actually said that he would only borrow three yuan? (Dog Head)
- -
By the way, aren't there any cameras here?
To be reasonable, I feel that all living beings are equal. This money is spent by whoever spends it.
…
The Merit Box was transparent and locked.
It could be seen that there was a lot of money inside.
These were the incense money that people threw in after worshiping Bodhisattva.
The gap was very small.
Jiang Xiaobai could only use two fingers to take out one note at a time.
He felt that this was too inefficient.
Jiang Xiaobai spent 20,000 popularity points in the system store to exchange for a grandmaster-level lockpicking skill.
Then…
He only used a strand of hair to pry open the lock.
This scene stunned all the viewers in the live broadcast room!
…
F * ck, this lockpicking technique is amazing!
Awesome! I'm from a lockpicking company. Even a lockpicking master who has been in the industry for decades can't do this!
'Do you think this guy has the identity of a thief?
I'll believe it even if you say he's God Thief!
He wondered if he had gone to the police station to record this technology.
After learning this skill, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to eat.
"Le, I suspect that once he's caught, the prison door will be easily pried open by him.
…
In such a short time.
Jiang Xiaobai's pockets were stuffed full.
It was a pity.
There were only a few hundred-yuan notes.
The rest were all small change.
Five cents, one yuan, five yuan, ten yuan.
There was even a pile of coins.
He looked at the Merit Box and saw that half of the money had been lost.
Jiang Xiaobai decided to quit while he was ahead.
This was not because he had a conscience.
He was actually thinking.
He would come back to get the remaining half the next time he had no money to eat.
As a way out.
He locked the Merit Box again.
"Are you hungry?" Jiang Xiaobai asked the cameraman.”
"A little."
The photographer nodded.
In the next second.
The two of them had a tacit understanding.
They looked at the table in front of them at the same time.
On it were the tributes for Guan Yin Bodhisattva.
Fresh fruits and cakes were all available.
The cameraman said,"It doesn't seem right for us to eat other people's food like this, right?”
"Wait a moment, I'll ask Guan Yin Bodhisattva again to see if we can eat it."”
A few seconds later.
He finished asking.
Jiang Xiaobai: " The gesture hasn't changed. Bodhisattva still said the same thing. Okay!"”
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