of."

The little incense burner sighed. Originally, according to this guy's promise, he would no longer be like this in two or three hundred years. By then, he would be able to transform into a human form and be no different from other people.

But if this happens, will everything have to be done again?

It's melancholy, so melancholy.

Mr. Letter seemed to understand what the idea of ​​the small incense burner in front of him was. He stretched out his hand and dropped the piece of heavenly money into the incense burner, "Although I don't want this kid's reward, if you keep this thing, it will be beneficial to the golden body, which is better than nothing."

"

The little incense burner said with a bitter face: "Now I am guarding a golden mountain and I can only look at it but not use it."

Mr. Letter joked: "It's a good thing you can't use it. Otherwise, if you were asked to guard this golden mountain, you would be able to guard it and steal it the next day."

The little incense burner sneered, not bothering to defend himself.

Mr. Letter didn't say much, he just patted it on the head and said with a smile: "Go and find my robe in the box."

It was originally a very ordinary sentence, but the little incense burner was stunned for a moment. It looked at Mr. Letter in front of it with complicated emotions in its eyes.

But there is definitely excitement.

Mr. Letter smiled casually and said: "I am a Taoist priest."
Chapter completed!