The immortal body is called Teevat

After seeing Wu Cheng's generous Mora gold coupons, Mr. Feng Shui no longer thought Wu Cheng's request was strange. After all, money is king, and he only wanted to quickly take over this business.

After all, seeing the thickness of the Mora gold vouchers Wu Cheng gave him, after completing this business, he could go home and spend a wonderful Lantern Festival, and there would be a lot of Mora left to buy some things for his family.

In order to get the business faster, Mr. Feng Shui took out a contract that was exactly the same as the one he had with Ye Lan from his small box, and then patiently introduced the purpose of this contract to Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng carefully looked at the specific contents of the contract and confirmed that it was correct. He signed his name as usual. Then the contract flashed golden light like last time, gradually disappeared, and merged into the figures of the two people.

The Feng Shui master gave a month's time limit to select several poor and bad lands for Wucheng as alternatives.

Wu Cheng had nothing to say. He felt relieved to leave this matter to professionals. After all, his knowledge of Feng Shui was limited to some tomb-robbing novels he read in junior high and high school.

As for other details about Wucheng, I naturally can't say anything about it, but if you mention tomb robbing in Wucheng, I can still say a few words.

Although the guy in front of him was indeed greedy and had a flexible bottom line, he was a typical villain.

But as long as he has money, he will do his best to help me, unless he doesn't want to make money anymore.

Sometimes such people are even more useful than normal people. After all, they can be made to work wholeheartedly for you by spending money.

It saves a lot of unnecessary time on socializing and contacting relationships, so it is worth it in this respect.

After receiving the money, Mr. Feng Shui immediately prepared to close his stall and go home. After all, he had already received a big business order, so he decided to go home and celebrate the Lantern Festival first.

He has been engaged in the Feng Shui industry for more than ten years. With his ability, it is not difficult to find some poor and bad places. In his opinion, this Mora is useless.

After all, who would want to live in a place with poor mountains and bad water? And those beautiful places with clear water and green mountains are either occupied by big families or have been taken by others first.

How can it be your turn?

……

Wu Cheng felt relieved after finishing this matter. He had already begun to think about how to erect a monument for the sinful Dotore and the feasibility of developing this place into a tourist attraction.

Afterwards, Wu Cheng took the children to the night market for two or three hours.

Even when the night was still, the lights of Liyue did not go out but became even brighter. The nightlife in January seemed to be constantly open and tireless.

The children were tired from playing and had eaten enough, so they all felt sleepy. After all, they were not like their brother who had unlimited energy.

Wu Cheng saw how sleepy they were, so he took them back to the hotel they had booked before and prepared to sleep. After all, going to bed early and getting up early is the key to a good body.

As for himself, he is immortal. What’s the point of going to bed early and getting up early to maintain a good body?

After returning to the hotel, the children lay on the bed and fell asleep without any sleep stories. It seems that these children are really tired.

Looking at the sleeping children, Wu Cheng began his late night loneliness mode again, looking into the distance, the moon hanging high in the sky and Cesar who was awake with him.

Cesar couldn't sleep because he had too much food in his stomach. After all, as a good man, Cesar couldn't refuse the food handed over by the children.

This led to the former great magician and Wu Cheng sitting together in front of the hotel window looking at the full moon, and no one broke the tranquility.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the silence was completely broken. Cesar looked towards Wu Cheng.

He had unknowingly regarded Wucheng as his superior, so naturally he now hoped that Wucheng would solve this problem.

Wu Cheng saw Cesar's look and knew it would be better for him to go alone, so he jumped down from the windowsill and slowly walked to the door and asked: "We don't need room service, it's getting late, we are going to sleep, please don't disturb us."

"You are Mr. Wu Cheng, right?" a middle-aged male voice with a hint of magnetism asked from outside the door.

"What's wrong? Is this important to you? So what if I am?" Wu Cheng couldn't help but become more alert to the voice outside the door.

"It is like this, Mr. Wu Cheng. I am Osto, the vice president of the Fatui Northern Bank in Liyue. Our last Mr. Pantalone was very interested in you and wanted to talk to you."

Wu Cheng immediately felt the intention to kill. After all, to him, the words "The Fatui" meant that they deserved to die.

Wu Cheng asked in a bad tone: "Mr. Pantalone, don't you know that the Fatui and I are mortal enemies? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"

Outside the random door, Austro became nervous at Wu Cheng's words, and then he said tremblingly: "I know you are very hostile to us, but can you listen to me for a few words first? Just two words, just two words."

"Then hurry up and tell me what you have to say. I'm not in the mood to kill anyone today, but that may change in a while."

"Um... Mr. Pantarone said that as long as you are willing to negotiate, our Northland Bank will give you a reward of 1000 million Mora regardless of success or failure."

Not to mention that Osto really grasped Wu Cheng's point, this sentence made Wu Cheng give up his murderous intention.

For Wu Cheng, these 1000 million Moras are not a small amount, enough to support the current sect for three to five years.

And Wu Cheng also remembered that in addition to his love for engaging in economic wars in other countries, Pantalone also took advantage of the inherent advantages of the North Country Bank to lend money at high interest rates.

The extremely high interest rates make many people unable to pay back the loans and eventually go bankrupt. And the debt handlers are also very cruel. They will not let you go just because you go bankrupt.

Their more likely choice is that one of life and debt must be eliminated, and it is up to them to choose.

"Well, if that's the case, then give me two or three minutes to pack up, and then I'll go to Northland Bank with you."

"But I warn you not to play any tricks, otherwise I guarantee that all of your Northern Banks will be unable to operate in the continent of Teyvat," Wu Cheng warned.

"Of course, we Pantalones are very aware of your record and will never do anything out of line to you or the people around you. Please rest assured that we are not like some crazy scientists."