American exorcist god

The dilapidated Ford slowly drove into Chinatown and finally stopped at the end of the road. Xu Yi opened the door and stepped out of the car.

The car was of course Arent's. Although it was an old and shabby car that was owned by unknown owners, in this era, having a car was already considered a good thing.

"What time is it?" Xu Yi asked Allente in the driver's seat.

"It's almost 12 o'clock! Boss, you go back and have a good rest. I will tell you right away when I have news, or if you need me to do anything, you can also tell me to be on call!" Ellente replied repeatedly.

Allente entered the role so quickly that Xu Yi secretly smacked his lips.

After confirming that he would become Xu Yi's manager, Arent changed his title decisively, regardless of the fact that he was much older than Xu Yi.

Although the commission is only 5% now, Xu Yi also said that if the cooperation is happy, the commission can be increased.

Arent worked hard and introduced houses everywhere, not just for money?

Besides, a commission of 5% is already very good. As an agent, he does not need to face danger directly. He only needs to inquire about information and handle logistical issues.

The most important thing is that becoming an exorcist’s agent has a much better future than being a real estate agent!

Many exorcists are guests of the upper class, and the status of agents will naturally increase. This is a good opportunity to achieve a class jump.

"You've worked hard tonight, go back and rest early!" Xu Yi nodded without saying anything more.

As the Ford drove away, Xu Yi walked towards a store called "Xu's Restaurant".

"Why are you back so late today?" A strong man was busy at the stove in the restaurant. After spotting Xu Yi, he stuck his head out and asked.

That's Father Xu Yi, Xu Changrong.

"When we encountered a difficult problem, we spent a lot of time!" Xu Yi explained casually.

Recently, he often went to funeral parlors in the suburbs. Of course, he couldn't tell the truth to his father, otherwise he would be suppressed in minutes.

So he lied casually and said that he was going to make up lessons for others. Xu Changrong did not doubt it. After all, Xu Yi was excellent in studies and had done this before.

"Dad, let me help you!" Xu Yi walked into the kitchen.

Although it is already late at night, Xu Changrong is still busy. To be precise, late night is the main business hours of Xu's restaurant.

Chinatown lacks everything except various societies, and late night is the prime time for their activities.

"Go! No need, you'd better take a shower and go to bed!"

Xu Yi was expelled by his father and reluctantly returned to the attic.

After taking a shower, he did not sleep. Instead, he sat at his desk, preparing to write scholar entries.

The noise came from downstairs along with the aroma of cooking. Xu Yi forced himself to calm down and study.

But as there was an angry shout downstairs, and the people in the club started drinking and guessing, his concentration that he had finally managed to gather broke down instantly.

Xu Yi let out a long sigh. The house was too noisy and it was not suitable for writing scholar entries.

To brush up scholar's entry experience, you don't just need to read a book, you must also concentrate on it.

He came home late every day, and Xu Changrong acquiesced, probably for this reason.

The window in the room was so small that no wind could blow in. Xu Yi stared at the window in a daze.

Xu's restaurant only has two floors, covering an area of ​​less than 30 square meters, and the usable area is even less.

The first floor is used as a restaurant, while the second floor is used as a living quarters.

It's such a small space, but it has to be separated by two rooms. His room is slightly larger. In addition to a bed, it can also accommodate a desk.

Xu Changrong's room only had one bed, and there was no room to move around.

The two rooms were separated by a curtain. There was basically no privacy at all, which was very inconvenient.

Xu Yi suddenly felt the urge to urinate, and he stood up reluctantly.

The biggest problem with this house is not that it is noisy or that it is small, but that it has no toilet and has to go to a public toilet.

It's okay now that it's summer. If I need to go to the toilet late at night in winter, I have to get up from the warm bed and run to the public toilet with a flashlight. It's simply torture.

And the smell of public toilets is hard to describe.

"It seems that we need to make money early and buy a big house!" Xu Yi sighed.

This is why he wants to become an exorcist and is anxious to make money. The situation at home is really difficult to describe.

After two groups of guests left, the downstairs gradually became quiet. Xu Yi took advantage of this time to concentrate on reading.

[Scholar entry experience +1, current progress: 89/100. 】

Tonight's study efficiency is not high, but no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat.

Looking at the scholar's entry that was about to reach full value, Xu Yi's eyes were burning.

"Psychic painter = psychic + scholar + painter". In the synthesis path, the psychic entries are already satisfied, and scholars can immediately have them. Only the painter entries make Xu Yi a little bit confused.

[Painter entry, current progress: 32/100. 】

"The focus for the next period of time should be on painting the artist's entry!"

Xu Yi frowned slightly. Now he has gained very little experience simply by painting.

Sometimes I work hard for a long time and draw several pictures, but I can only gain a little experience.

"This is too inefficient. We must find new ways to gain experience." Xu Yi began to think.

Suddenly there was a clear ringing of bells outside the window. Xu Yi came out of his thoughts and walked to the window.

A small basket was leaning against the window sill, and two thin strings were tied to the basket. Along the thin strings, Xu Yi looked at the window of the next door house, and a familiar little head poked its head out.

Lisa looked at Xu Yi with a smile as bright as a flower, and the breeze blew her forehead.

Xu Yi looked at that delicate little face, and his slightly irritable heart suddenly calmed down. Living here was not all bad, at least there was a little rose hidden next door.

Lisa's grocery store is next door. In order to facilitate communication at night, they tied bells on their respective windows. If the bell rings, it means that the other party has something to say.

There was a folded piece of paper in the basket. When Xu Yi opened it, he could see Lisa Juanxiu's handwriting.

"Tomorrow is the weekend. I heard that there is an art exhibition held over at Rainbow Street. Are you interested in going to see it together?"

A smile appeared on Xu Yi's lips. This kind of invitation was rare before.

Could it be that she was stimulated by Maria?

He is not really a high school boy. He is mentally older than his father. In his previous life, he was a "warm boy" who lived among flowers. How could he not see Lisa's feelings?

Xu Yi's heart is as stable as an old dog.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he has to change his ways. Flowers still need to be rewarded. Otherwise, wouldn't the joy of life be reduced by half?

But he doesn't have the urgency of his previous life, because a good flower needs to be appreciated slowly and cannot be rushed.

"You still have to master enough power!"

There is something wrong with this world. If you want to live an ideal life, you must have enough strength. Now is not the time to indulge in enjoyment.

He originally planned to study the entry experience at home over the weekend, but when he saw the word "Art Exhibition" on the note, his heart moved.

He returned to the house with the note, wrote a positive reply, and put it back in the basket.

Xu Yi pulled the bell, and Lisa immediately pulled the basket back. After seeing the reply on the note, the smile on her face became even brighter.

"What day does tomorrow seem to be?" When Xu Yi went to bed, he suddenly remembered something.

He thought about it over and over, but couldn't remember it. In the end, he was too tired. After all, he was using blood ectoplasm and exorcising demons.

After a while, he had fallen asleep.