Super Fortune Teller

Under Cheng Xiao's arrangement, all three hundred emperor bricks were loaded onto the car, and it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when all this was done.

Liu Cheng looked at the emperor brick of that car, a distance of one or two meters away, and he could still feel the power of the stars and the power of the five emperors coming from it. The feeling that these two powers merge together is simply hard to use words. To describe.

"Unexpectedly, three hundred emperor bricks could gather such a powerful force," Liu Cheng couldn't help sighing.

Cheng Muyang, who was next to him, smiled and said: "This is a fine piece picked out of my remaining 300-odd emperor bricks. They were all forged by my father using the pure sun fire. It's a pity that after Xiaoer and I, It would be difficult to condense the pure sun fire, which caused the forging of the emperor brick to stagnate!"

Cheng Xiao also looked ashamed, "I don't have a talent for metaphysics, and it has been difficult to get into this path over the years. Hey, I'm sorry for my father and grandfather!"

Cheng Muyang comforted and said, "Xiao'er needn't say that. Although you don't have a metaphysical talent, you still have a good business talent. This brick factory is not well-run, but it's much better than I was back then!"

After chatting with Cheng Muyang and his son for a long time, Liu Cheng finally figured it out. Although this brick factory has not been able to forge a single emperor brick in these years, it has mastered the exquisite forging technology, so the bricks produced are all fine products, especially in Under Cheng Xiao's management, business is better.

Liu Cheng thought to himself that as long as he could completely master the Three Thousand Yan Yanhuo, he would be able to leave the fire here at that time, and the Cheng family's emperor bricks could continue to be passed on.

At this time, Zhao Ji had already arranged the truck, "Master Liu, I have asked the driver, but I heard that the highway is blocked. They should have to take a detour. They will be able to reach Linjiang before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. city!"

Liu Cheng was taken aback for a moment. The time to meet with Daoyuan and the others is tomorrow. If they arrive before 8 o'clock in the morning, it would not be too late. He nodded immediately and said, "Also, everything is safe!"

"Okay, I will make arrangements in place!" Zhao Ji called Li Liucheng the truck driver.

Everything was done here, and Liu Cheng was also preparing to leave Yujiang County with Tang Siwen, and then he said goodbye to the Cheng family and Zhao Ji.

"Director Zhao, besides recuperating, your daughter should also pay attention to psychological counseling. Don't forget this!" Liu Cheng told Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji nodded gratefully, "Thank you Master Liu for your concern!"

Cheng Muyang also heard about Zhao Yahui at noon, and immediately said: "Xiao Zhao, don't worry about your daughter here. I will take the time to take a look these two days!"

Zhao Ji was even more delighted when he heard Cheng Muyang say this. He also knew today that his old factory manager was also a metaphysical person, and he also knew these things very well. If he could go, he would naturally want it.

"Then thank you the old factory manager!" Zhao Ji said gratefully.

Cheng Muyang waved his hand, and then looked at Liu Cheng, staring at him for a long while, who was a little unnatural by him.

"Little friend, come over with me!" Cheng Muyang finished speaking, turned and walked aside.

Liu Cheng was taken aback, then smiled at the three Tang Siwens, and then followed Cheng Muyang.

The two came to a room one after another. This room was decorated in a classic style, and it seemed that it was not a young man living in it.

"Little friend, do you know why I sensed that you were also a member of metaphysics when I looked at you?" Cheng Muyang turned and stared at Liu Cheng and asked.

"Huh?" Liu Cheng was taken aback, "I don't know what the old man means?"

Cheng Muyang pointed at him, "Because I sensed something from you."

Liu Cheng was taken aback again, touched his body, his face changed suddenly, and he took out something from his body.

"This is what the old man said?" What he took out was nothing but the barrel of the colorful dragon pen.

When Cheng Muyang saw this pen, his eyes were suddenly full of nostalgia and regret...

There is still a trace of sadness...

"Yes, it's this thing," Cheng Muyang nodded and stretched it out.

Liu Cheng did not hesitate and handed the pen to Cheng Muyang.

"This thing is the most precious thing to portray Fuluo, but it's a pity that I don't have a pen." Cheng Muyang obviously knows this thing well, "Little friend, you know, I first found this thing back then."

"Huh?" Liu Cheng was puzzled, a thought flashed in his mind, "The old man knows that sick old man?"

"Sick old man?" Cheng Muyang was taken aback, and then he was stunned, "Hahaha, are you talking about Lao Feng? Yes, although I desperately got this pen back then, my realm has stagnated since then, and Lao Feng also suffered. I was seriously injured. I thought I could get a pen, but I didn't expect to get the slightest whereabouts of the pen over the years.

Liu Cheng couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "So, I thought that the old man was just for seeing someone in the same way."

"Hahaha, I have seen quite a few metaphysical people in recent years, but there are really not many who have such a high talent for you," Cheng Muyang laughed, "To say that your talent is important to you. , But this pen is the biggest factor!"

"The old man won't take this pen back, right?" Liu Cheng asked with a smile.

Cheng Muyang glared at him, "Why? Still playing with my old man?"

"The kid dare not!" Liu Cheng smiled.

"Humph," Cheng Muyang raised his eyebrows, "Even if this thing is given to me, it is of no use, not to mention that Lao Feng has already said before he died that he will pass this thing to you!"

"Ah? That sick old man would pass this to me before he died?" Liu Cheng was even more surprised. Although he didn't attack the old man, he didn't help him. He didn't expect that the old man would pass this thing before his death. It is really strange to leave it to myself.

Is it because he helped him discipline his disciples?

Liu Cheng didn’t understand. After thinking about it, he still didn’t understand. Cheng Muyang said, “Don’t think about it. I didn’t expect Lao Feng to give you this thing. Hey, a son and two disciples are not good in his life. , Even if it is given to them, it will be a scourge. It is left to you that one day you may get the pen, and then you can make this colorful dragon pen shine!"

"Thank you, old man, and that old man Feng," Liu Cheng sighed, "I will take good care of this thing!"

"Well, just because you can help Xiao Zhao, I can still trust your character," Cheng Muyang said, pointing to him, "Haha, okay, don't delay your time, leave early, old man, I will be there Here I wish you success in solving the trapped dragon game, and waiting for you to bring the fire!"

Liu Cheng quickly bowed to Cheng Muyang, and then walked outside with him.

After a few people exchanged greetings for a while, Liu Chengcheng and Tang Siwen drove on the road.

Halfway through, Liu Cheng suddenly remembered that Zhao Ji said that the highway was blocked and he drove quickly to make a detour.

At this moment, it was already dark after less than half of the journey.

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