Chen Xi'er: "I want to buy the chalcedony glazed crown customized by the Huangfu family. If you don't buy it, I won't forgive you."

Long Aotian looked troubled.

"Xi'er, you also know that my position as the young patriarch was taken away by that bastard Long Diaotian. My monthly salary has also been reduced..."

Chen Xi'er, who was originally smiling, immediately changed her expression.

"Long Aotian, if you don't want to make me happy, just say it. Where does all this nonsense come from? I just want the chalcedony glazed crown, not the stars in the sky. You are showing this embarrassment just to show me ?"

Long Aotian looked embarrassed.

"But a set of chalcedony glazed crowns that are not even spiritual weapons costs 900 yuan of spiritual stones, which is too expensive."

At this time, Chen Xi'er was completely angry.

"It's just 900 yuan of spirit stones, not 70 or [-]. It's been this price all these years, okay?"

"Others can afford it, but you can't. Should you look for reasons within yourself? Have your salaries increased over the years? Have you worked hard?"

"By the way, why did you, the young patriarch, lose your position? I'm really speechless. How could I meet a useless snack like you..."

Being so humiliated by his fiancée in front of everyone, Long Aotian's face turned red with embarrassment and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to burrow into.

Despite this, he still didn't say a harsh word to Chen Xi'er.

......

What Chen Xi'er did made the three bastards of the Blood Sea Sect in the attic fight against Long Aotian.

Liu Wuwen: "How much money can the Chen family make in a month, and they actually take 900 yuan of spiritual stones as improper money?"

Zhang Er sneered and said:

"Earn money? Earn money from his grandmother's legs. The concubine that the old man of the Chen family married was all Long Aotian's money. A second-rate family, super-first-rate expenses. Without Long Aotian's backing, this gang People can’t even drink enough of the northwest wind.”

Liu Wuwu: "Tsk, tsk... Spending other people's money, you still want to call him a useless snack. What, is this Long Aotian's hobby eating shit? Chen Xi'er is so stinky, it suits his taste. Bar?"

Zhang Er looked disgusted: "This metaphor is a bit disgusting, but it's quite appropriate."

Liu Wuwu touched his chin and thought for a while.

"Although this piece of Chen Shi looks disgusting, it is a treasure to us. Tell me, if we use Chen Xi'er's life to force Long Aotian to submit and trick Long Diaotian out, what do you think is the possibility of success? ?”

Zhang Er stunned and glanced at Long Aotian who was taking out spiritual stones downstairs.

"I think there is at least an [-]% success rate. This guy is the most experienced dog licker I have ever seen. He can lick better than Dahuang in our sect."

Dahuang is really a dog. He loves to pick up food outside the cafeteria outside the Blood Sea Gate.Other dogs like to smell strange things when they encounter them, but Rhubarb will directly lick them.

Husandao, who had been silent all this time, also spoke.

"I think there is a [-]% success rate. You have all overlooked one thing. Although Long Aotian and Long Diaotian are brothers, they are also real enemies. Even if we don't help, they will do it for the sake of the young patriarch. You will fight to the death for the position."

Liu Wuwu's eyes lit up.

"Okay, that's it."

"There are too many people today, so it's hard to take action. Let's do it again in a few days."

After that, Liu Wuwu led the two of them and disappeared into the Chen family attic.

......

Thunder crackle, thunder crackle...

On the way back, several people heard the familiar sound of firecrackers again.

Liu Wuwu's good mood disappeared immediately.

Looking at the smoke flying in the distance, Liu Wuwu gritted his teeth and cursed:

"Ji Di said, what is this grandson doing?"

Take a closer look.

Today's coffin shop was decorated particularly festively, with red lanterns hanging from top to bottom.

Not only that, there were three banners hanging above the door of the coffin shop.

What is written above is

“Warmly celebrate the grand opening of the Coffin Laying Day.”

What is written in the middle is

"From today on, anyone who spends 100 taels of silver in our store will receive a beautiful pine coffin as a gift."

The bottom is

"Purchase a coffin within five days of opening. Buy one and get one free. Buy more and get free. There is no upper limit!"

Liu Wuwu: "..."

Zhang Er was stunned: "..."

Tiger Sand Sword: "..."

After a long silence, Zhang Er couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked:

"If he does this, isn't he afraid of being beaten to death?"

Liu Wuwu covered his face with his long sleeves.

"Don't let others know that he is my adopted son. Let's go and go through the back door. I don't want to stand here and be embarrassed."

At the dinner table, Emperor Ji was happily planning his grand plan.

"Dad, I found that the coffin shop is a very good business. A person can go without food, drink or clothing, but he can't live without death, right? This business of the dead is an everlasting and never-ending business."

"I decided to start with our coffin shop and slowly occupy all the markets in the capital city. Then the Northern Continent, and finally the entire Xuanwu Continent. My dream is to let every dead person lie in our lucky coffin, so that The reputation of our Lucky Coffin Shop spreads throughout the sky!!!"

"Dad, what do you think?"

Liu Wuyou put down the bowl, looked at Emperor Ji very speechlessly and said, "Xiao Ji, let me ask you a question now. How many coffins have you sold since the opening of the coffin shop until now?"

Emperor Ji said: "I..."

In one sentence, Emperor Ji was shocked to the point of being autistic.

Liu Wuwu felt clear in his heart.

It doesn’t matter if a coffin shop is called Lucky Day. It’s a big show of money and a big opening reward. If you can sell even one coffin, you’re blind.

Liu Wuwu did not continue to attack Emperor Ji, but looked at Qing Lin who was lying on the bed eating.

"Miss Qinglin, when will you leave?"

Qing Lin was stunned.

"Leave, why should I leave?"

Liu Wuwen: "Sister, you've been beaten like this. Don't you have any self-awareness? You can't beat me. Don't even think about it in this life."

"I advise you to go home honestly and do whatever you have to do. By the way, haven't you been clamoring to kill the Son of Destiny? Ye Ming should be at the Xuanwu Ancestral Land at the moment, you can go find him."

To be honest, Liu Wuwu really wanted to drive Qing Lin away.

This crazy woman is so abnormal that she can fight with a donkey even in her sleep. Who can stand this?

Qinglin: "Ye Ming? Who is he?"

In order to make Qing Lin get away immediately, Liu Wuwu explained patiently: "Ye Ming, the Son of Destiny, the Son of Destiny you are looking for."

Qing Lin squinted his eyes and tilted his mouth, with a look of disbelief.

"How do you know he is the Son of Destiny? Are you trying to fool me?"

Liu Wuwu frowned and touched his chin.

It's really hard to prove that Ye Ming is the son of destiny.

After all, luck is an elusive thing and cannot be measured with a ruler.

Didn't Qing Lin once take out a broken copper plate and said it could measure luck, but it was of no use.

After thinking for a long time, Liu Wuwu said:

"Ye Ming possesses all attributes of spiritual energy, and each type of spiritual energy can reach the highest level. Does this prove that he is the son of destiny?"

Qing Lin was stunned.

"I have what you said, but I am not the child of destiny!"

Liu Wuwu looked Qinglin up and down, somewhat unbelievable.

"I didn't expect you to be a genius."

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