Fast Transmigration: Almighty Hang Force

Bamboo curtains are hung in the private room, and incense is burning on the small table in the corner, mixed with the light fragrance of green tea, which is very elegant.

Fang Yizhen was familiar with himself, and his brain was so small that he could chat with anyone. Although Chu Zheng looked careless, he answered every question, chuckled from time to time, and had a gentle attitude. , Xie Congzhang couldn't insert a few words, so he had to hold up his teacup to cover up his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

It is clear that Chu Zheng asked him to accompany him, but now he is completely ignored. What does it mean?Are you kidding him?And Xie Qinghe, without this life, what kind of limelight is there?Does it have to make everyone laugh at them that Liuyin Xie's family has a bad star?

Xie Congzhang, who has been proud and arrogant since he was a child, and has never been put down by others, felt like a fire was burning in his heart. He tried his best to restrain his irritable emotions, and thought to himself, even if Chu Zheng is willing to talk to Xie Qinghe, what does it mean? As long as Xie Qinghe participates in the meeting, he will definitely return in a disastrous defeat, and Chu Zheng will definitely not like him anymore.Thinking of this, Xie Congzhang felt much better. He secretly glanced at Xie Qinghe. Although this person and him are twins, their fate and luck are very different, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

From this point of view, King Jing is indeed an empty air, and it is hard to tell who is Zhuyu and who is tile. Xie Congzhang feels a little disdainful. Their Xie family members have an arrogance that stands above everyone else, and they have never been with ordinary people. If it wasn't for Xie Yi's order, Xie Congzhang would not have come to see this scene.

Putting his mind back, Xie Congzhang looked intently at the high platform on the ground floor.

The goatman has put seven black boxes on the table, and the servants carry the trays and walk among the distinguished guests in the elegant seats.

Today's Wanchun Building is only for the nobles, and most of the people gathered on the first floor are here to join in the fun, and they are not qualified to participate.Even so, everyone stretched their necks, for fear of missing any scene.

Fang Yizhen raised the bamboo curtain and glanced at the private room next to him. There was a rich man sitting on the couch, his face was full of ambition, he seemed very confident.Opposite the master is a Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe and a high crown, who looks very unpredictable.Fang Yizhen put down the bamboo curtain, and Xin Dao really gathered all three religions and nine schools together. It is said that these Taoist priests can open their eyes and see the contents clearly through the box. I don't know if it is true or not.

Seeing his small movements, Chu Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Fang Yizhen replied: "The priest seems to have some ability, so I'm a little curious."

Xie Congzhang snorted lightly: "It's just that they're all bluffing and deceiving people who are not in the top class." After speaking, he glanced at Fang Yizhen intentionally or unintentionally.

Fang Yizhen couldn't bear the sight of this little boy who hadn't even grown his hair yet, so he deliberately choked on him: "Don't be too confident in being a human being. There is nothing in this world that won't go astray. It's better to keep a line in your words." Get slapped in the face."

Xie Congzhang pressed the cup on the table, and the tea splashed out: "Xie Qinghe, did you come here on purpose today to have fun with me?"

"How can it be?" Fang Yizhen spread out his folding fan, calmed down: "I came here specially to find His Highness today."

"Oh?" Chu Zheng asked with interest: "What do you want from me?"

Fang Yizhen leaned forward, his eyes brightened: "I heard that His Highness came to Liuyin from Yanjing to invite treasures. I wonder what His Highness thinks of me?"

Xie Congzhang resented him: "You can save your effort, you can only talk sweet words, but it's just an embroidered pillow."

Fang Yizhen ignored him, and only looked at Chu Zheng earnestly and enthusiastically.

Chu Zheng seemed to see the bright "Take me away" written on the face of the bright young man in front of him, he couldn't help but chuckled, the frost between his brows and eyes melted, showing a calm and calm: "You Want to go back to Yanjing with me?"

Fang Yizhen immediately expressed his loyalty, and his goosebumps were so acidic when he said: "As long as you follow His Highness, you can go anywhere."

Chu Zheng's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was soft: "Even if it's Karmic Fire Hell, even if it's the world's rebellion?"

Fang Yizhen replied: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go."

Chu Zheng didn't say anything for a long time, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, Fang Yizhen didn't shrink back at all, and looked directly at him, after a while, the corner of Chu Zheng's mouth twitched lightly: "Okay."

Xie Congzhang looked surprised: "Your Highness?!"

Fang Yizhen also prepared a bunch of stinky and shameless rhetoric, which was useless. When he heard that Chu Zheng agreed easily, he couldn't help being stunned, and turned to look happy: "Your Highness, you agree?!"

Chu Zheng held his chin lightly, and said in a low voice, "If you ask again, I will take it back."

"Don't, don't, don't," Fang Yizhen quickly straightened his attitude, "Your Highness, I will definitely not cause trouble for you, I am very obedient."

When Chu Zheng heard the words, a smile flashed across his eyes: "Well, just be obedient, I have no other requirements."

Xie Congzhang couldn't help looking away, and then wondered why he felt blind? !

Soon, the servant carrying the tray came to their room, bent down respectfully to present the tray, Fang Yizhen glanced at it, and casually threw the sign marked with one thousand gold into the third box.

Xie Congzhang sarcastically said, "You don't even have ten gold pieces all over your body?"

"There will always be."

Xie Congzhang snorted softly, because he had the idea of ​​winning back, so he looked at the seven black boxes on the high platform very intently.

The so-called good luck is just to be able to see things that ordinary people can't see.Everything has animism, and the aura of the offered treasures is even higher. Xie Congzhang can see layers of auras covering the black box. In the past, he could distinguish the most intense one at a glance, but today, there are two pieces. The auras are very similar, and it is difficult to distinguish between them for a while, Xie Congzhang couldn't help hesitating.

Third and fifth, which one should you choose?

He glanced at the tray, and found that there were four or five plaques on the fifth grid, and the amount was not small. Presumably all the Taoist masters in front had chosen this, and on the third grid, there was only one thousand gold from Xie Qinghe.

A bad star is always a bad star. On the unlucky day, Xie Congzhang made up his mind and calmly put the sign into the fifth grid, and then asked, "Your Highness, how about you?"

Chu Zheng shook his teacup: "Lu Ying, the third cell, five thousand gold."

Fang Yizhen looked at Chu Zheng with bright eyes, thinking that this man is really loyal, he will not be suspicious of others, and it is not wrong to mess with him.

Although the image he constructed was very tall and heroic, Lu Ying shattered the illusion with one sentence: "My lord, we don't have that much money."

Chu Zheng froze.

Fang Yizhen pretended not to hear and looked away, thinking, this would be a fucking embarrassment.

Fortunately, Chu Zheng is not an ordinary person, and he quickly covered up a little gaffe: "Take as much as you have."

Lu Ying took out his money bag, counted it, and bet [-] gold.

After the boy left, Chu Zheng squinted at Lu Ying: "Go outside and wait, I didn't tell you not to come in."

Lu Ying went out to wait as he said, Fang Yizhen smiled secretly, but was caught by Chu Zheng: "What are you laughing at? Is it funny?"

Fang Yizhen shook his head again and again, then glared at Xie Congzhang angrily: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Xie Congzhang looked at him confusedly: "Where did I laugh?"

"Just laugh and wait until you cry!"

Xie Congzhang: "..."