Reincarnated as a ghost queen, I became the rich woman of the sky and the tyrant

Yuhu didn't have time to read emails for the time being, so he didn't know that his work was being questioned. He controlled his bottle and wandered around the Zenyuan home.

Fortunately, he is just a bottle now, and he doesn't have any magic power. If people see him, they will think it's someone playing a prank.

After Zenyuan Shier left Kong Shiyu's place, he went straight to the Zenyuan's house. The car drove up to [-], and it didn't take long to run to the location of the Zenyuan's main family.

Of course, it is also because the head of the Chanyuan is near Tokyo.

Yuhu began to sigh with emotion, and remembered what happened at the door of the Chanyuan's house before.

Zenyuan Shier is very fast, and he will not waste any time when he is working seriously.

Not to mention going back to the monastery.

He always wanted to forget this road, but when he actually walked it, Zenyuan Shier found that he could always find a little familiarity in these places.

The garbage dump of the Chanyuan House has not changed for hundreds of years, and even the pattern on the gate is exactly the same as the disgusting look in memory.

He approached here openly, and since he had no magic power, the monastery would not even cause any reaction from the enchantment. With a bit of bad expectation, he began to count down how many seconds it would take before these people found him.

Unfortunately, until he counted to zero, everyone stood ten meters away from the gate of the Chanyuan house, and only a few Zenyuan clansmen guarding the gate found his trace.

"who is it?"

The clansmen of the Chanyuan family wore old-fashioned warrior uniforms, and used spells the moment they discovered it. The spells manipulated the magic tools and directly attacked Zenyuan Shier's vitals.

"This is too slow."

"Just like I imagined, they are still a bunch of trash, and they haven't made any progress for so long."

Such a small attack is not painful to Zenyuan Shier, he doesn't even need to dodge, nor does he need to use weapons to fight back, he just reaches out and holds these ordinary quality spells, and then punches the few Zenyuan clansmen who are guarding the gate. He flew back and bumped into the gate of the Zenyuan house.

He held the magic tool in his hand, waved it casually a few times, shook it in disgust, then summoned Ugly Treasure, and stuffed these things into Ugly Treasure's stomach.

"It's really useless, and it's only worthy of these garbage."

The jade pot hangs on Choubao's teeth, facing the attacks of those spells that can kill Choubao in one fell swoop, he doesn't know whether to be nervous for himself or for Choubao.

Choubao has a low IQ, so it won't be afraid.

Yuhu has already moved forward in his mind to the horror story of Ugly Treasure being attacked and dissipated, then he was accidentally exposed, returned to Infinite City in despair, and was finally beaten into a sauce by Mr. Wu Mi!

Oh, look at this attack, it has already hit Ugly Bao's hair.

This knife is only [-] centimeter away from the ugly treasure.

This fist, with a little bit of ugly treasure, will be gone!

Yuhu knew in his heart that Zenyuan Shier must be strong and could protect him, but he was a dog.

Then he witnessed Zenyuan Shier, who was being targeted by Yayoi Tsukihiko, swung his arms, and beat the group of people to the ground with just a few moves. After the beating, he was still looking for a Zenyuan Zhipiren Guy, claiming to make a deal with him.

Yuhu knew that the person directly adjoining the Zenyuan was the patriarch of the Zenyuan family.

Cautious Yuhu: "...I have to write it down quickly."

For a while, he couldn't think of what Zenyuan Shier could do with the other party, but as a trivial existence, Yuhu worried about his own safety by saving others by himself.

Yuhu: "...this matter must be reminded of Mr. Wu Mi."

Fortunately, the Chanyuan Shier beat everyone to the ground, and he is an artist. Yuhu has never been so proud of his profession like this moment. At this critical moment, he remembered that he had just sold a pot not long ago. To the house of the Zen monastery.

This is great, he transferred himself immediately.

The other pot was placed in the warehouse, and the jade pot became excited the moment it entered. There was a refreshing feeling of finally moving from a small house where you had to squat down to stay in a big house with three bedrooms and one living room.

He quickly packed up his mood, prepared to control the pot quickly, and ran to the place where the Zhibi people of the Buddhist temple were, and waited for the rabbit.

It stopped in place when there were people, and jumped and rolled when there was no one. The body of the pot was barely a cylindrical shape, and it rolled and twisted. It took time to grind it, and finally ran a few rooms to the densely populated place.

The Chanyuan house is in a mess now, and for a while, no one really paid attention to whether there was a bottle standing in the corner on the ground, letting the jade pot stay here to fish in troubled waters.

The work that Yuhu is shrinking now is a small round mouth vase about 25 cm high. The glaze color is dark blue that I like. Although the shape is ugly, the texture is very hard. He is a famous artist who can make porcelain as hard as stone. As for the famous teachers, apart from this advantage, the rest are still very ordinary.

It's a very unassuming bottle.

So even if the bottle he manipulated was seen outside, it would not be very strange according to the family background of the Chanyuan family.

The jade pot dog moved furiously.

The members of the Zenyuan family outside usually greet each other when they see each other, and today is no exception. Occasionally, some sigh and start exchanging information.

At this time, the jade pot would stop in the corner and record all these things.

"The guy who was expelled from the Chanyuan family is back, do you know?"

"What? Who are you talking about?"

"That's the one, that's what," the speaker said vaguely, and indicated with his eyes: "The guy who beat up all the people in the clan before he left, is back today."

"Hiss!" The listener gasped, "Ah, that trash... no, that so-and-so, why did he come back?"

The speaker also gasped: "Who knows, he came back today and came all the way through the door. Fortunately, I wasn't the one guarding the door."

"...Fortunately, it's not me."

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, and the pace of rushing out slowed down, and the wound from the beating a few years ago seemed to be hurting again.

"... I heard that Master Naoya rushed over."

"...The Patriarch is not far away."

The two looked at each other and smiled again, feeling that they hit each other very well.

"...wouldn't this be embarrassing?"

"It's okay, let's go there slowly, anyway, it's normal to have a body that can't beat."

"Your statement is very much in my mind."

Someone walked by outside and saw these two paddlers, and was shocked: "What are you doing here? Why don't you rush over to help?! Master Zhizai is about to be beaten!"

The two Zenyuan clansmen who were paddling in the water were shocked: "How dare he? That's the young master of the Zong family."

Behind his back, his pace became slower!

Talking about clan, patriarch, resources, waste, and other difficult words.

Yuhu took a small notebook and wrote down that Chanyuan Shier really deserved to be the man Wu Mi-san liked. He was not in the Chanyuan family, and the Zenyuan family was still full of legends about him.

Zenyuan Zhizai can already be said to be the next patriarch of the Zenyuan family, the young master of the Zenyuan family, the son of the Zenyuan Patriarch Zenyuan Zhibiren.

Zenyuan Shier's father is the brother of Zenyuan Zhipiren. According to the blood relationship, Chanyuan Shier is the nephew of Chanyuan Zhipiren and the elder brother of Chanyuan Zhipiren.

But the Chanyuan family is a place where people speak according to their talents. Zenyuan Shier is considered a shitty sect in the Zenyuan family, living worse than a dog.

Zenyuan Naoya, the young master of the Zenyuan family, was just doing daily routine training in his own yard. He never expected that on this ordinary day, he could hear the good news that can only be heard in ordinary dreams.

——Chanyuan Shier is back.

Chanyuan Naoya jumped up immediately, and asked Zenyuan Shier if he wanted to come back to make a deal with his father, and immediately found the confidence of the Zong family.

"Is there anything he can trade with the Patriarch? Doesn't he just want to come back and hang out with the monkeys outside, and now he wants to go back to the Zen Academy? It's not that easy."

"I have to let him know that he and I are the only ones in this family, and only I can help him in what he wants to achieve."

Zenyuan Zhizai was young and ran fast, he easily saw Zenyuan Shier at the gate.

The Chanyuan was facing the light, and the sun behind him cast a unique radiance on him. He had short black hair and long and narrow green eyes. After being attracted by the movement of someone coming, he squinted at Naozai.

Zenyuan Zhizai raised his chest and raised his head, his heart beat faster in an instant. Sure enough, he thought, sure enough, the strong should be like Shier, how can this group of people in the clan be worthy of Shierbi.

But they are also members of the clan after all, and they cannot be beaten for nothing. Although they were beaten because they were weak, Chanyuan Naoya decided that as long as Zenyuan Shier talked to him, he would help Shier solve these troubles.

"Shen Er," he said confidently, "Are you here to return to the Chanyuan family?"

A question mark popped up in Zenyuan Shier's head, who is this kid?Why are you shouting so affectionately?

Zenyuan Zhizai saw that Shi Er did not refute, and felt that he had guessed right. He immediately became more confident: "It is not so easy to come back, but after being outside for so long, I can still know that my family is good and has made progress. I will be the future head of the Zenyuan family. , Shi Er, if you are willing to stand by my side, I can help you come back, I am the only one in this family..." I understand you.

Before he could finish speaking, Zenyuan Shier slapped this squawking kid and flew him away. He felt very tired. It really was the unique confidence in the garbage dump. If he didn’t come back for a few years, the Zenyuan’s house would still be the same rubbish. Who would think Back to this kind of place.

Naoya's self-confidence was shattered, the excitement passed, and the mind belonging to the Chanyuan sect came back a little, he couldn't believe it: "Chanyuan Shier, how dare you hit me?"

If he hits you, he will hit you, so what's the point of daring?

"Why can't I hit you?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Chanyuan Shier gave Naoya another fist, telling him to be quiet, and did not knock Zenyuan Naoya unconscious: "You said you are the future patriarch of the Zenyuan family, who are you who is directly adjacent to the Zenyuan?"

"The old man is going to die? He can't hold on so soon?"

If the Zenyuanzhi neighbor couldn't hold on anymore, wouldn't he want to talk to this stinky boy, then the plan would have to be changed, Zenyuan even looked Zenyuan Zhizai up and down.

I just feel that the Chanyuan family is going to die.

Sure enough, it is not surprising that this kind of garbage dump has any kind of heir.

Zenyuan Naoya was punched at close range, and felt excruciatingly painful: "No...he is fine, I am the son of Zenyuan Zhipi, and my name is Zenyuan Zhizai."

He clutched his stomach, feeling aggrieved and angry in his heart, how could he hit himself, and at the same time felt that he was worthy of Shir, this is the strongest he fancy, and the strongest should be like him, who can easily beat everyone They all get down.

Damn it!Shir!Zenyuan Naozai's eyes are bright!

Zenyuan Shier has no impression of this name: "Zaozai... I haven't heard of it."

He casually shook his hands and stood up, lightly: "I can never remember a man's name."

Zenyuan Naoya was shocked.

Can't remember the man's name what do you mean?

Yuhu doesn't have a map of the Buddhist monastery, and wanders around here like a fool.

He had no choice but to choose to venture back to the bottle at Shier in the Buddhist monastery to see where he would be taken, and then take a look to recognize the way himself.

Just do it, Yuhu hid the bottle that was hiding now in a corner, and in the next second, the ghost changed its location.

Before he could think of a way to move himself away from Ugly Baby's teeth, he heard a sentence in his ear: I can never remember a man's name.

What?

Yuhu subconsciously memorized this sentence, and then began to look around.

About what Zenyuan Shier wants to do is something that everyone wants to know now.

Yayoi Tsukihiko's guess is that it has something to do with Zenyuan Hui, or it has something to do with the magic world, no matter how much he knows.

After receiving Yuhu's report, Yayoi Tsukihiko could no longer work.

Dot circles, after thinking about it, Yayoi Tsukihiko let go of the pen, and immediately found someone to investigate all the rich women who had something to do with Zenyuan Shier. No matter what his goal was, Yayoi Tsukihiko felt that he still had to grasp it with both hands. Both hands must be hard.

He originally used this relationship to get on line with Zenyuan Shier. Now he wants to block this way. The first thing he does is to use the method of elimination to find women who have a relationship with Zenyuan Shier. , how many meet the requirements.

And then how many people are still in contact with him now.

Yayoi Tsukihiko called for Fallen Princess, and gave her this task with a calm face.

"There is no need to do extra things, first find out how many people there are, so that I can have a count in my heart, as for other things, I still have to wait for the Zenyuan Shier to come back."

The one who has problems with this kind of thing must be Zenyuan Jier. Yayoi Tsukihiko remembered that when he first met Megumin, the No. 70 that the child said eight times stayed overnight, and thought that this number might not be small.

He tapped on the table with his fingers: "Try to find a way to reveal to those girls the messy relationship history of Zenyuan Shier."