The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Fengyue took a sip of her wine, and said strangely: "I heard Shui Jianji said that the ancestor of the Shui family has changed his mind. He wants to hold a martial arts competition for the new generation first, and then celebrate his birthday."

The third prince immediately regained his spirits, Fengyue was also inexplicably excited, and the two said together: "Open the market!"

"This is a big move, and I have to find someone to plan it out."

The third prince was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. If the new generation could win or lose in the competition, the income would definitely be astronomical.

Once the gambling game is started, the consumption will also skyrocket, and the transactions of magic weapons, elixir, and heaven and earth treasures will also reach their peak.

"No, no, you go to deal with the handicap, I have to plan the trading rules of the whole magic weapon."

The excited third prince finally retained a trace of clarity.

Although the opening is complicated, Fengyue can definitely handle it well, but sorting out the trading rules is different, and there is too much knowledge in it.

"Why, what are you going to do?"

Fengyue was a little dazed, but the third prince smiled wickedly and said, "It's a clever name to collect taxes."

"Well, gathering wool is a technical job. If you gather enough sheep, you can't call it a skill. If you gather enough sheep, you can't call it a skill. That's the real skill."

Fengyue understood immediately, and cast admiring eyes.After watching the whole process, Feng Feiluan suddenly felt that the whole person was not well.

These people have sores on their heads and pus on the soles of their feet. How did she get mixed up with these people?

"Come on, come on, I think there are some details that need to be discussed and improved."

The third prince carried the jug, walked up to Fengyue and sat down, as if he had met a bosom friend and wanted to have a long talk.

"Yeah, the villain Murong Chuan won't participate, and we're not good at doing bad things. Maybe there's some mistakes. We'd better discuss it and make it better."

Fengyue will never slack in harming Murong Chuan, and will spare no effort to do so as long as there is an opportunity.

Ever since, the two discussed and revised their discussions wantonly, and made all kinds of vicious plans that they could not think of, and Feng Feiluan seemed to have opened up a whole new world.

She couldn't imagine how they could have so many vicious thoughts in their minds.

In her opinion, Fengyue and the third prince are considered villains, but how bad is Murong Chuan who is called a villain by the villains.

Unknowingly, Murong Chuan left an indelible impression in her heart.

This guy who only made rough plans and was the shopkeeper with no hands, had an unimaginably strong heart and unparalleled self-confidence.

He trusts every friend around him, and knows the limits of their abilities, so he naturally feels at ease as a shopkeeper.

Following Fengyue's discussion with the third prince, Feng Feiluan finally completed all of Murongchuan's plans.

Formulation of rules, division of monks, martial arts tournament, birthdays, congratulatory gifts, and return gifts are constantly intertwined in Feng Feiluan's mind, forming a complete context map.

After the vein diagram was formed, Feng Feiluan was surprised to find that this is not the ancestor's birthday, it is simply a feast for harvesting wealth.

Murong Chuan has figured out the comparison between the various sects, the eagerness to establish a relationship with the ancient family, and the likes and dislikes of human nature.

Once comparisons and gambling become popular, buying and selling transactions will also rise.

After all, self-esteem is priceless, and the money won from gambling is not considered money, and it doesn't hurt at all to spend it, so the transaction will inevitably increase.

At this time, if taxes were added, Feng Feiluan could hardly imagine what a huge benefit this would be.

This night is not destined to be sleepless, whether it is the busy Shui Jianji, the third prince and the Feng family sisters who are discussing tricks, or others.

Except for Murong Chuan, no one had a mind to sleep, let alone a dream.

Well, a greater part of the reason why a bastard can be a bastard is because he has no heart.

The next day, when the sun was shining, Murong Chuan came out of the room lazily.

Standing in the yard, enjoying the warm sea breeze and the refreshing sunshine, he couldn't help stretching.

In the courtyard, Feng Feiluan, Fengyue, and the third prince sat around the stone table, watching his bear-like appearance with cold eyes, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously twitched several times.

It was really hard for them to imagine how such a guy with extremely poor self-control and extremely lazy came up with such brilliant strategies.

"Hey, it's already under the sun, why don't you get up and have lunch."

Fengyue didn't reprimand, Murong Chuan closed his eyes and said lazily: "Do you know what a second generation ancestor is, your second generation ancestor gets up early in the morning to practice, and meditates hard at night.

Sister Luan and the third prince are on standby, you and I will go shopping in the morning market together, and deal with today's breakfast first. "

After all, Murong Chuan walked out of the courtyard gate without even washing his face.

The three looked at each other speechlessly, Fengyue snorted bitterly, got up and followed Murong Chuan out.

She was eaten to death by Murong Chuan, it seemed that since getting to know Murong Chuan, this had become the norm.

Whether it was when Fengyue had the upper hand, or when he needed to rely on Murong Chuan now, there was almost no difference in form.

The only difference is that Murong Chuan is more domineering, while Feng Yue doesn't have a good way to fight back.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Fengyue followed and asked with interest.

"Pretentious, face-slapping, bullying."

Murong Chuan explained it solemnly, as if this was not the bad habit of the second generation ancestor, but the great achievements he was going to carry out next.

"Fuck, it's interesting. Are you going to mix up the water in Crescent Bay before the diversion rules are formulated?"

Fengyue is Fengyue, even if she has fewer ideas than Murong Chuan, she still makes sense.

Whether it's announcing the rules or telling them that there are gifts.

During this period, there will always be some people who will cause trouble for Shui Jianji because of various interests.

If the hearts of the people are fanned, no matter how excellent the plan, how perfect the strategy is, it cannot be fully implemented.

"Now that you know the plan, you should know how to do it."

Murong Chuan was pacing lazily, intentionally or unintentionally putting on airs of the young master.

Fengyue is also a stingy master, she immediately changed into the small steps of a court lady, and followed Murong Chuan respectfully, she didn't have the airs of a young lady.

Not far from the Third Prince's courtyard, Murong Chuan led Fengyue into an alley, and there was a door deep in the alley, behind which stood Ling Feng.

Fengyue was a little stunned, but Murong Chuan didn't care and said, "Send a voice transmission to your eldest lady, and ask her to confine Feng Yangxu for a day."

After all, Murong Chuan stood where he was, and let Ling Feng take out all kinds of colored clay and knead and beat him continuously.

"Fuck me, do you want to be in the wind?"

After staying with Murong Chuan for a long time, Fengyue has also acquired a lot of bad habits, especially spoken language.

"What are you talking about, why did I cheat Fifth Young Master, I'm increasing his prestige, okay?"

Murong Chuan was angry and angry, obviously very dissatisfied with Feng Yue's statement.

Fengyue was not annoyed, she took out a sapphire sound transmission token, and said after casting the spell:

"Miss, the lord has an order, ordering you to confine all the elites of the Feng family, and not allow them to see anyone until the competition."

As soon as Fengyue finished speaking, Murongchuan and Lingfeng looked at her strangely, their eyes full of disbelief.

Her ability to pull a tiger's skin to make a big banner, and her ability to be very thick with three-point thinness, are simply the best of the best.

Murong Chuan and Ling Feng clearly remembered that they only ordered Feng Yangxu to be grounded for a day, but after Fengyue said it, all the elites were grounded until before the competition.

"Um, your moisture is too much."

Murong Chuan was a little confused, so Fengyue disdainfully said: "Hey, that's the way you are, you haven't discovered such a big benefit?"

"Benefit?"

Murong Chuan was a little at a loss, so far he really didn't realize that there is any benefit to be gained by pretending to be Feng Yangxu and causing trouble.

"Martial arts competition, gambling house, Feng Yangxu, have you moved?"

Fengyue's eyes flickered with excitement, Ling Feng still frowned in astonishment, even if Fengyue reminded him, he didn't have any interests.

Murong Chuan clapped his hands excitedly, and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, this proposal is good, it is good to have a servant."

Murong Chuan took advantage of it verbally, Fengyue was not offended, as if she had completely accepted her status as a servant and attendant.

"At first, I wanted to pretend to be aggressive, and then I was looking for an opportunity to be struck by lightning, so as to tarnish Feng Yangxu's reputation.

Now it seems that he must maintain his image of a master, the only way to increase the odds, and then buy him to lose. "

Murong Chuan talked excitedly to himself, and Ling Feng finally understood what their so-called interests were.

Today Murong Chuan pretends to be Feng Yangxu, as long as he maintains his invincible image, when the Zi, Shui, and Feng families compete, the gambling house will have corresponding odds.

Just imagine, a master who beat all the new generations before the competition, what are his odds of losing, and how much will he earn once he loses!
This is equivalent to physical cheating, a cheating method that no one can detect.

"Are you demons? It's just that you can deceive people with disguises. You can do so many things."

Ling Feng, who was in a daze for a while, finally couldn't help complaining.

If these two bastards get together, if they stay in the Shui family for a few more days, he really can't imagine what the Shui family will be like.

After complaining, Ling Feng hurriedly cleared up his mood and began to help Fengyue change his appearance, Fengyue smiled and said:
"Don't say that, you can't let you help us for nothing, can you?"

Fengyue blinked playfully, Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

"As the saying goes, it is easy to be an official if someone in the court is well-informed and can obtain first-hand information, so it is easy to be an official.

I am also like this now, it is hard not to get rich by following your side. "

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you finish it quickly. I can't help it, I'm going to show my power with this face."

With Feng Yangxu's face on his face, Murong Chuan proudly urged with his nostrils up, making Feng Yue giggle, Ling Feng sighed helplessly and shook his head.

"Hey, that Feng Yangxu, who did something wrong in his previous life, has fallen into the hands of these two bastards in this life."

No one heard Ling Feng's sigh, Murong Chuan and Feng Yue were laughing excitedly, preparing to stir up wind and rain in Crescent Bay.

As long as they don't meet the elders in the Dao Palace, Murong Chuan and Feng Yue think that they can handle all difficulties.

Besides, which family has a respectable elder, who will embarrass the second generation ancestor of the Feng family.