Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 967 Goodbye Chunjiang
Her consciousness swept across the various stores, and the surprise in her eyes became deeper and deeper. When she first came to this world, she sensed the fluctuation of her faith. In the past three days, she has traveled so many lands, and she can finally be sure that there are people here. absorbing faith.

After people have faith due to belief, if there is no existence to accept the belief, the power of faith will dissipate by itself, but on this continent, the power of faith is attributed to a certain existence.

This existence is the God of Wealth worshiped in every store.

People in this world call the God of Wealth - You'an.

Not to mention that Lianwei didn't know the name "You'an" at all, even if she was You'an, she didn't receive the power of faith.

Therefore, we can only guess that there is another God of Wealth named You An.

But she has not found the trace of the God of Wealth, and seems to be hiding.

Crossing a certain square, Youan was attracted by a group of children, and followed them to the old man who sold cotton candy and candied haws.

After looking at it for a while, he returned to Zhan Changfeng step by step. How could Zhan Changfeng not see what she meant, and touched her head amusedly, "I will buy it for you after changing the money."

"How can I eat mortal food." You'an quickly waved his hand in denial and ran away.

The two looked east and west, and entered the antique street, You'an said, "That girl Jiang's shop is here?"

"Yes, let's go shopping in her shop." There are many tourists on Antique Street, but it doesn't matter to them, Zhan Changfeng devotes half of his attention to You An who has disappeared into the crowd, and the other half of his mind continues to explore the inside of the shop. A statue of a god enshrined.

You'an was more attentive than her, wandering around, turned to a small shop less than three meters wide, ran into the shop excitedly, and slapped someone's leg.

Jiang Yan's angry expression froze, she looked down, was startled, and quickly lifted up the little doll, "Why did you come here? Where's your adult?"

She said she looked at the door, but did not see Zhan Changfeng's shadow.

"Jiang Yan, your Chunjiang Pavilion is down to the point of selling counterfeit goods. Why are you still open? You should close the door sooner or later. I'll show you the evidence here. It's 17 million. If you can pay it, pay it. If you can't, find it sooner." Somebody help you collect the corpse!" Before they left, the men smashed the Bogu shelf, smashing those antiques that looked a little old to pieces.

Jiang Yan looked calm and didn't try to stop her, but You'an felt her trembling hands holding her, but tried her best to restrain herself.

"You indirectly killed our Seventh Young Master, and only made you lose money. Our Patriarch saw it for the sake of your dead master. Don't be ignorant. If you don't see the money after three days, don't blame us!"

"let's go!"

Men in black vests went out cursing, and passers-by stepped aside one after another.

Zhan Changfeng brushed past them, and felt the weak power fluctuations in their bodies, which turned out to be acquired warriors.

She looked up at the plaque of the shop - Chunjiang Pavilion.

The humble Spring River Pavilion is the ancestral home of space tools, but this Spring River Pavilion sells antiques.

The space inside is very small, originally only enough for two rows of shelves, after being smashed, the floor was covered with debris, making it even more cramped, and it was hard to find a place to stay.

Zhan Changfeng said casually, "You still want to be called the master of the young master now? Didn't they live a hundred years ago?"

Jiang Yan didn't want them to get involved in the struggle in the other world, so she pretended to be indifferent and smiled, "Rich people are always eccentric, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

She took the initiative to come over, returned You'an to Zhan Changfeng, and then took a broom to clean up, "Fortunately, it's not worth much, otherwise it will be a big loss."

Zhan Changfeng can take in the broken things in the house at a glance. Apart from some handicrafts with clearly marked prices, there are also objects that have been aged for a few years. They are not precious, but they are definitely not worthless.

"Ms. Jiang has something to do, so we won't bother you. If you need help, come to the hotel to find me. I still owe you money."

I don't know whether it's Zhan Changfeng's ability to advance or retreat, or her unbiased and impartial demeanor is so impressive. Jiang Yan didn't feel embarrassed in front of her, but felt a sense of being taken care of.

She sent Zhan Changfeng and Youan out apologetically, "When I clean up, I will definitely invite the two of you to have a cup of tea."

"It's okay, you are busy."

Watching them go away, Jiang Yan let out a long breath, frowned and closed the door, stepped on a pile of debris, entered the inner room, took out a large stack of talismans from the cabinet, and calculated how much they could be exchanged for.

There are two societies on the mainland. Ordinary people are called people from the outer world, and monks are called people from the inner world. They usually live together, but the people from the inner world will not reveal their identities and disturb the lives of ordinary people.

Her ancestral shop, on the surface, sells some gadgets, but it is actually a talisman shop.Her aptitude is not good, and her cultivation is slow. So far, she has only built a foundation, but she is quite talented in drawing talismans, and she has earned millions of assets by drawing talismans.

But one month ago, she spent most of her money seeking medical treatment for Master, and then the rest of her savings were stolen. She was immersed in the grief of Master's death, and she didn't care about the money, anyway, she could earn it later.

Only half of the 10,000+ in her hand was wiped out by Zhan Changfeng. Rather than feeling sorry for the money, it is better to say that she feels sorry for the dead master, because she thought of her promise to the master to make the Spring River Pavilion brighter, but the master never looked at it again. Not anymore.

Pulled out of her depressed mood, Jiang Yan started to make phone calls one by one. Her talisman is considered to be the best in the monk circle. A low-level talisman can also sell for two to three thousand, and high-end 30 million is always wanted. In the past, others chased it. Seeing that she wanted to buy a talisman, this time in order to raise money, she had to take the initiative to contact her.

She didn't believe that because her talisman failed at a critical moment, and the seventh young master of the Qian family was bitten to death by a ferocious beast, she had confidence in her talisman.

But the Qian family brought her talisman, which was stained with the blood of the seventh young master of the Qian family, and the talisman could not be activated for some reason, so she could only recognize it.

It's not a problem if you can settle it with money.

"Hey, big niece, Fu? I don't need it recently."

"Why is Master Jiang looking for me when he's free? That's it, but I'm short on money recently and don't have money to buy."

"I don't have any money on hand, I'll buy it another day."

Jiang Yan asked politely one by one, but was rejected again and again, her heart skipped a beat, no matter how stupid she was, she realized that something was wrong.

At this time, a phone call came in, and she answered it quickly.

"Is it Boss Jiang? I'm the head of Qin Zhai. I'm sorry. I just checked and the exhibition is full. You can wait for the next time."

"Wait, didn't I already get the quota?"

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Jiang Yan didn't know what happened, so she calmly contacted all the people who could be contacted. The former friends, partners, and uncles either hesitated or hung up the phone in a hurry.

Until he dialed a call from a man named Uncle Ruan.

This Uncle Ruan is a friend of the Master and has a good temper. She asked straight to the point, "Uncle Ruan, I want to know what happened. Why are they avoiding me?"

"Xiao Yan, it's not uncle who said you, you offended someone."

"The Qian family?"

"Yes."

"The Qian family wants more than 200 million from me, so I'll just give it, but blocking me is nothing."

"Why do they want more than 200 million yuan? They just want to kill you for revenge. If you don't make it, they will have an excuse. Xiao Yan, this matter is not easy to handle. The Qian family is one of the four big heads in our circle. They let go, and the other three also acquiesced, no one dares to help you."

"Uncle Ruan."

"Xiaoyan, uncle can't help it. I also have children and grandchildren to support, so I can't help you. However, your land should be worth a lot of money. If you really have no choice, sell it and pay the money. They There is no excuse to move you."

"Chunjiang Pavilion?" Jiang Yan cut off the phone and thumped the table hard. It is absolutely impossible to sell Chunjiang Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)