When Li Shuo was building the foundation, spiritual power vibrated in all directions, and the sky was filled with stars.

At night, this place is as bright as day.

Lu Xiaomi glanced outside the food hall. It was a deserted place, but it didn't attract anyone.

It just didn't attract people, but it attracted many ghosts and monsters.

She glanced at the pink and blue wind chimes at the door. There was a magical weapon in place, so these little monsters didn't dare to make mistakes.

It's just that she can't make money from these monsters. It seems that she has never made money from these little monsters and ghosts, because the food in this gourmet restaurant is simply too expensive.

He doesn't have any skills or two treasures, so he can't afford the delicacies in Yun Xiemei's embassy.

Ao Xiaowen saw that the emotions on Lu Xiaomi's face were sometimes excited and sometimes melancholy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiao Mi, what are you thinking about? Sometimes you are happy, and sometimes you are sad."

"I was thinking, there is something, it is very precious, but everyone and even every life has it."

"Everyone has it, and it's very precious. Isn't this memory?"

"Memory?" Lu Xiaomi repeated.

"Yes, we have a profession called the God Priest. The Priest Priest can predict many disasters in advance and are called the descendants of the gods. However, their ability is not actually that magical. It is just that they have the ability to enter the dreams of others.

I checked the memories of many people in advance, and through these people's memories, I guessed what they would do in the future, and calculated the probability of success of these things, and predicted what would happen in the future, which is just a matter of smooth sailing."

At this, Ao Xiaowen smiled bitterly.

He is the descendant of the God, and he also has the ability to enter other people's dreams and peek into other people's memories. However, being able to detect people's hearts does not mean that he can predict everything, such as natural disasters.

In the past, these gods were highly praised by ordinary people, but in the end, after ordinary people discovered that they could not predict natural disasters, they bullied them cruelly.

Before Ao Xiaowen sincerely sacrificed himself to the Buddha to pray for rain, he watched his mother being pushed into the furnace and burned alive by mortals, and his father being quartered by five horses.

As for his sister, she boldly swore that there would be rain within three days or else she would be condemned to a lowly position and be ridiculed by thousands of people.

He is not a selfless person who would sacrifice himself for millions of people, but he just doesn't want to watch his relatives being bullied like this anymore.

When he came to this world, he was panicked in his heart, but when he saw that after he disappeared, it rained on the ladder, with rumbling thunder and crashing rain, he felt extremely happy. His sister might be enshrined again.

As the supreme priest, no one dares to insult her.

But amid the sound of rain, he vaguely heard his sister's cry.

Pulling out from the memory, Ao Xiaowen found that Lu Xiaomi had already left the counter, running in and out with her short legs very busy, "Ao Xiaowen, take this sign to the door, help me attract customers, and get a customer,

I will record some performance for you. If your performance reaches 10,000, I will open a space rift for you and let you take a day off and go back to your home, which is the place you always mentioned, called the ladder to heaven."

"Really, is it really possible?!" Ao Xiaowen's eyes lit up. He never expected that he could ask for leave after making a sacrifice.

"I hired you as an employee, and I didn't sign a contract to sell you. Why not? Go ahead." Lu Xiaomi grinned and took dozens of her own hair and put them into the water tank.

A bag of tea, a box of milk, and a bag of pearls with different flavors appeared on the chopping board, and Lu Xiaomi was busy making pearl milk tea in the kitchen.

This is the first time she decided to make a finished product first and then sell it.

It hurt her scalp to pay first and earn later, and the memory extractor was too expensive. Her heart was bleeding when she redeemed it in the system mall.

But thinking about the system points that would flow into her account book soon, and thinking about the considerable net income, she suddenly came back to life with full health.

Start making bubble milk tea with great enthusiasm.

On the other side, Ao Xiaowen held a sign and shouted at the door: "Do you have any memories that you want to forget? Have you encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation? Are you unable to eat food from the human world?"

Come here, you can experience the joy of drinking milk tea regardless of any monster, whether you have a physical body or not. Come here, you can observe the entire foundation building process of the endangered mythical beast "Phoenix" up close. No matter how long your cultivation has been stagnant, you will

After being inspired, I suddenly became enlightened and my cultivation reached a higher level.

It doesn’t cost a penny to come here, you just need to erase a memory that you hate the most and want to forget. No matter you are a monster, a ghost, or a ghost, don’t miss it if you pass by. From the boss to the employees,

We are not ordinary people, and we can communicate with you normally."

After Ao Xiaowen finished speaking, he took a deep breath and shouted again.

All the monsters are ready to move, but you look at me and I look at you, but no one comes out to test it first.

After all, such a good thing sounds like there is some conspiracy.

How could there be such a pie-in-the-sky good thing in this world?

When Lu Xiaomi made the milk tea, Ao Xiaowen had already shouted it several times.

Not a single monster dared to try.

Ao Xiaowen was a little frustrated, but the shouting did not stop.

Lu Xiaomi glanced at the ghosts gathered around her, thought for a moment, and asked Ao Xiaowen to stop shouting and bring a chair over.

Ao Xiaowen didn't know why, but he still brought a chair.

Lu Xiaomi looked behind her again. The old man in bright yellow Taoist robes was already stunned by their magical operation. He blocked the door with one hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes with the other. He was a little at a loss. Lu Xiaomi said: "Don't worry.

, after the phoenix foundation is built, it will return to its original state. A bird with long hair, even if it doesn't wear clothes, will not be tarnished. Besides, there are gods nearby. Wouldn't it be better to let the gods protect your nephew?

Wouldn’t it be nice to talk about it in the future?”

When the old man heard what Lu Xiaomi said, his face was a little moved.

"Xiaowen, it's your turn." Lu Xiaomi put the memory extractor into Ao Xiaowen's hand.

Ao Xiaowen took the memory extractor, and the method of using this machine suddenly came to his mind. He looked at Lu Xiaomi in surprise and said nothing. He just walked straight to the old man and said, "Do you want to try it?

If you put the memory of peeing your pants on the bed into this machine, you can get a bottle of pearl milk tea, made by Lu Xiaomi herself, its effect is self-evident."

When someone mentioned that he wet his pants when he was a child, the old man felt a little embarrassed and his face turned red. But after hearing Ao Xiaowen's words, he looked at the milk-scented bottle again, and to be honest, he was a little moved.

"Then let me give it a try." The old man said. He closed his eyes. Ao Xiaowen put the nozzle on his head and took it away. "Okay, this milk tea is yours. Remember you just took it."

What did you exchange for this milk tea?"

"I remember, it seems to be a memory, what kind of memory is it, hey, why can't I remember it?" The old man was horrified.

Ao Xiaowen didn't expect the machine to be really useful, so he reminded in a low voice: "You exchanged it for the memory of bedwetting when you were a child."

"Nonsense, I never wet the bed." The old man's words were sonorous and righteous, as if he really had never wet the bed when he was a child, at least not since he could remember.

When other people saw this, they just felt that the traces of acting were too heavy.

But Ao Xiaowen, who had secretly watched the old man's memories, knew that the old man not only loved to wet the bed when he was a child, but also had not gotten rid of this bad habit by the age of eleven. For this reason, his mother often took off his pants and whipped him.

His ass.

On the other side, a little girl with white hair and white clothes was already sitting on the chair that Ao Xiaowen moved out of the door. The little girl also held a book in her hand.

The book is open and the cover cannot be seen.

But behind her, the man with black hair and black clothes also held a book in his hand, with three large characters written on it.

Book of life and death.

"I have always heard that there is a very special food restaurant here, and now it seems that it is well-deserved." The white-haired girl said.

"Congratulations to Black and White Wuchang, what do you two want to eat? In addition to milk tea, our store also makes other delicacies." Lu Xiaomi said, with a sweet smile on her face. She knew that she was smiling

Particularly pleasing.

The little white-haired girl glanced at Lu Xiaomi, but did not respond. She just turned to look at the man behind her and said, "Brother, I want to drink this milk tea."

"Drink, drink whatever you want, brother has money." Hei Wuchang said, took out a bead from his pocket and handed it to Lu Xiaomi and said, "Are these enough?"

"This is?! This is a shark bead, isn't that too much?!" Lu Xiaomi was surprised. The shark bead was not an ordinary pearl turned into a shark's tears, but a shark's inner elixir. Although it was only a small child with a lifespan of only ten years,

It’s the inner elixir of the shark, but this thing is so precious that I can order five buffet meals at a gourmet restaurant.”

"This is a prepayment. You can give my sister whatever she wants to eat when she comes over. Don't treat my sister badly. If the prepayment is not enough in the future, I will pay it." The weight of Hei Wuchang's words is as great as

, if you like the clothes in this store, then I will be proud to book this store for you.

Ao Xiaowen tutted: "This is too generous."

"I don't understand the world of rich people." The old man sighed. After sighing, he suddenly realized that this is not a human being, but a god. They are black and white and impermanent!

He actually saw gods in his lifetime. The old man felt that he was hallucinating and wanted to drink a few sips of milk tea to calm down.
Chapter completed!