I'm really a decent cultivator

Along the way, Qing Chen walked a little absent-minded, always felt that he had forgotten something, but he still couldn't remember it.

"Did we forget something?" Su Che also felt this way, so he asked directly.

When Su Che asked, everyone was silent, because everyone felt this way, but... they just couldn't remember.

for a while,

Situ Wan'er suddenly thought of something, and said, "A monk in Zhangjiajie!"

When everyone heard the words, they suddenly realized that they forgot about the comatose monk.

I left in a hurry.

Situ Wan'er proposed to turn back the same way, but was stopped by Qing Chen, and asked the reason, he said this.

——This is their chance and their fortune.

After hearing this, everyone's sense of guilt disappeared in vain, and their hearts were at ease.

Linhai Town is considered a big town, covering a very large area, but its population is less than [-]. Unlike Wanping Town, which is the link of various sects, there are a few cultivators staying here, so it is not lively, but It seemed a little deserted.

Antique town, green brick avenue, but there are only a few people on the street. Most of the people who live here are locals who make a living by digging ginseng. Although they are not rich, they are self-sufficient and live a decent life. It's easy.

"Eldest brother, didn't you say that Linhai Town is picturesque? Why do I feel it's not as good as Wanping Town?" Su Che looked at the empty street and said.

As for Yancheng, he dared not mention it any more.

At the beginning, he was the one who proposed to go to Yancheng, but it turned into a ghost town.
"Landscape depends on mentality." Qing Chen said with a faint smile.

"I think the scenery here is beautiful." Situ Wan'er said with a sweet smile.

"Junior Sister, what do you think is beautiful here?"

"As long as the senior brother is there, everything is beautiful." Situ Wan'er slowed down on purpose, looked at Qing Chen's back obsessively, and said obsessively.

"." Su Che.

"My fellow immortals, that's the humble house." Wang Fugui pointed to a tall building in the distance and said with a smile.

Everyone followed the direction he pointed, looked over, and then were slightly taken aback.

In the center of Linhai Town, there is a building with eight floors. Under the setting sun, it emits a dazzling golden light.

Every brick and tile is made of gold, and it looks like a golden mountain from a distance!
What is this called a humble house?
Everyone knew that Wang Fugui was rich, but they didn't expect to be so rich.

As expected, Wang Fugui lived up to his name.

"Is your house built like this, is it safe?" Su Che couldn't help but ask curiously.

Wang Fugui smiled lightly, put his hands on his protruding belly, and then walked along the green brick avenue at a pace that his relatives did not recognize.

Strictly speaking, since he entered the town, he has been drifting away.
Under the leadership of Wang Fugui, a group of people came to his mansion. From a long distance, they could see a group of middle-aged men in uniform clothes standing at the door, all of them were strong and burly, equipped with weapons.

Gold silk armor, golden knives, even the face is smeared with gold powder
In the blink of an eye, it's a bit like the déjà vu of a certain movie.

Before approaching, an old man hurried out from inside, followed by a carriage and six horses, also covered in gold silk armor, even Luanyu was made of gold, extremely luxurious.

"Sir, when you come back, I have asked my servants to prepare dinner, and you can eat after you take a shower and change clothes." The old housekeeper greeted him with a smile, looking like a dog.

"Okay." Wang Fugui was about to cry when he saw his home.

He has never felt that home is so beautiful and has such a sense of security.

But with servants around, he naturally had to behave a little more restrained.

"Are these guys friends of Mr.?" The old housekeeper had served the palace for half his life, so he was naturally exquisite in all aspects.

When he saw Qing Chen, his expression twitched slightly, his appearance was amazing.

He is over a hundred years old and has seen so many men, but he has never seen such a handsome man.

Looking away again, it fell on Situ Wan'er, with a loli face and a big figure. It was the sword behind her, which was a bit bigger
Looking at Qing Chen and Situ Wan'er, and then looking at Su Che, he looked much more mediocre, and carrying a mace, he lost a little Confucianism and added a touch of vulgarity.

Just glanced at it, and the eyes didn't stop.

"Why do I feel that he despises me?" Su Che thought to himself.

"These are my distinguished guests, and they will be at the mansion for a few days. You can arrange this matter."

"Okay." The old butler agreed, and then waved back.

A guard jumped down from Luanyu, took out a horse made of gold and put it on the ground.

"Sir, please." The old housekeeper bowed slightly and saluted.

Wang Fugui nodded, turned around and said to everyone: "Everyone, follow me into the mansion."

finished speaking,

Dragging his bloated body, he walked forward with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

"Everyone, please." After Wang Fugui left, the old housekeeper stepped forward, saluted everyone again, and said.

He handled every detail very well, without offending his master, without losing etiquette.

The three of Qingchen boarded the Luanyu, which was very big, even if there were four people sitting there, it was not crowded, and it was even a little spacious.

There is a table in the center of Luanyu, on which freshly cooked delicacies and warm wine are placed.

"My fellow immortals probably have been busy for a day and a night, and most of them are hungry. I hope you don't dislike me." Wang Fugui said naively to the crowd.

Su Che glanced at him, why did he feel that his hypocritical appearance was so unflattering!

This is called rough tea and light rice?
Who do you look down on!
A group of people walked slowly in the Luanyu. After entering the mansion, they realized how big and magnificent Wang Fugui's "humble house" was.

After using it for half an hour, it was still in the front yard!

And the scenery along the way subverted their perception of architecture!
This place is bigger than they imagined, covering a huge area. According to Wang Fugui, it may take half an hour to reach the inner courtyard.

en route,

There are long grass everywhere, small mountains and streams, pavilions in the lake, and fish under the pavilions.

It's just that this road is made of gold bricks, the pool is made of gold, and the rockery is also made of Huang Jing. Except for the flowers and plants, it is basically golden at a glance.

In Luanyu, Qingchen seldom spoke, and seemed to be in thought. From time to time, he would look out the window a few times, but after a few glances, he stopped looking.

Because they are all golden, it is easy to be aesthetically fatigued.

Situ Wan'er kept staring at Qing Chen. In her eyes, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it was not as good-looking as her master and uncle.

On the contrary, Su Che looked carefully all the way, and saw the clue.

"Wang Fugui, why are all the men in your mansion?" Su Che was puzzled. Logically speaking, with Wang Fugui's personality, there should be many female servants in the mansion.

However, along the way, he didn't see a single woman, all of them were men.

Butler, cook, guard, eunuch.
Wang Fugui smiled brightly, pulled a chicken leg from the dinner plate, and said while eating: "In the early years, a fortune teller looked for me, and said that there should be no daughters in my family, and that some daughters are leaking money."

"You also believe this?" Su Che was slightly taken aback.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, otherwise, how could I have such a big family business?"

"Then what do you do with the major events in your life and never marry?"

"Love is the grave of marriage!" Wang Fugui said seriously.

"Why?" Su Che was puzzled.

Wang Fugui leaned forward slightly, moved closer to Su Che, and whispered: "Marriage is a kind of responsibility, but love doesn't need to be responsible."

"." Su Che finally understood why he kept going to brothels.