"Are you finished?" Although the two talked in Mr. Destiny's consciousness space for a long time, from the outside world, they only closed their eyes for a few seconds, and then opened them. However, Feihuihua was a illusionist after all, and she knew very well about this set of time flow differences. She knew what was going on at a glance. "Aren't you cheated?"
"I can only say it's very subtle." Yi Liuling smiled and didn't say much. It was not that he wanted to hide it from Feihui's paintings, but that since the latter did not want to get into trouble, it was really good to listen to these things less.
"That's fine," Feihuihua asked casually, not expecting any useful answers, "Anyway, you know what you know."
She glanced at the sleeping Kunyi, leaned back to the edge of the window frame, lifted up the curtains and looked outside: "It's almost here."
"Is the teleportation array? That's true." Mr. Destiny was more like the owner of a carriage than the other people, and he collapsed in his seat as if he had no bones. After finding the two "subordinates", his mood was obviously easier than before.
"Huh?" Fei Huihua withdrew her gaze and looked at Mr. Fate with a strange look, "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Why should I leave?" Mr. Fate asked lazily.
"Don't you, elusive guys like you, suddenly disappear when others are stunned?" Fei Huihua asked, "I just looked away and created opportunities for you."
"Tsk, I don't need such a skill and trick." Mr. Fate curled his lips, "By the way, little girl, I will give you a suggestion. If one day you find that the road is not clear, you can think about what you really like to do. Changing a road may lead to a bright future."
"Do you make money?" Fei Huihua's eyes shone.
"Tsk," Mr. Fate was choked and said angrily, "It seems that you are still quite far from enlightenment."
After saying that, he suddenly disappeared on the spot.
"He really didn't lie. I didn't feel the fluctuations in space at all, so he disappeared." Feihui's comments suddenly became even more excited. "So, the proverb he just said should be true. I will make a fortune in the future. But changing the path means that I shouldn't go to work, but should open a store? Then should I rent the shop I like last time? In this case, I have to do some shop planning. I can ask Teacher Xiaomian for advice."
"Can you still understand this way?" Yi Liuling looked at Fei Huihua and took out the pen and paper from the bracelet and drew the design drawing. She admired her a little, "When you talk about it, have you never thought that he might want you to rob?"
"How can we do it? We must abide by the law and obtain wealth in a reasonable way." Feihui said to Yi Liuling earnestly, "Brother Ling, I think you are also from the civilized world, and you cannot learn from the barbarians who are robbed families."
Now that we have begun to abide by the law, who showed off his lock-picking skills as soon as we met? Yi Liuling thought for a while, and saw that Fei Huihua had two pillows beside him, so he decided not to say this sentence.
But his failure to speak does not mean that others don’t say it. Especially after seeing Feihui’s paintings ignite, Angela couldn’t help but become sick: “I think he is not referring to this.”
"Oh?" Fei Huihua looked at Angela. She knew that the latter was definitely more professional than her in interpreting fate, so she immediately asked, "What do you think should be explained?"
Danger!
For some reason, Yi Liuling felt a little uneasy and said before Angela said, "I'll go out."
After saying that, he got out of the carriage and squeezed to the taciturn driver.
Both carriages are rented from taverns, so the coachman is naturally a well-trained employee of the Chamber of Commerce. Although they are ordinary people who cannot practice except for the most expensive gears, the driving skills of the Royal Horse are absolutely reliable and have also practiced some basic self-defense combat skills.
In addition, the coachman of the Chamber of Commerce has another famous feature, which is to keep his mouth shut.
The coachman takes orders and carries people, only asking about the location and not the purpose. No matter what the customer is, they will never talk too much, let alone talk to him, and just think that he is a machine. Once the coachman suffers casualties, the chamber of commerce will investigate thoroughly and eventually they can often catch hidden demons or demons.
The reason is very simple. After all, the Chamber of Commerce is a neutral camp of the human race. Whether it is murder, arson or a fight between forces, it will not care as long as it does not go to the end. Then, if you know that the coachman will not leak the secret, it means that the employer is likely to have something outside the human race.
Under the combination of these two points, the coachman of the Chamber of Commerce rarely dies.
The above part was heard by Yi Liuling from Feihui's paintings, but just afterwards, he saw what it means to be as immovable as a mountain.
Because Angela spoke.
"Xiaohua, I think what you like is not to make money, but to be rich." Angela said seriously, "and making money has reached its limit, which is like the president of the Chamber of Commerce. And I heard that he ignored too much for starting a business, and always said that he was unhappy. So I think Mr. Destiny hopes that you will change the path and ask you not to work hard."
"Then how to make money?" Feihui asked.
"It's easy," Angela's voice was a little higher than before, and she could hear it clearly even outside the car. "Isn't this a ready-made rich second generation?"
"Bang!" The sound of the pillow hitting the wall of the car.
"Huh, are you shy?" Angela's laughter gradually became arrogant. "Girl, don't hide your true thoughts. Even if you throw a hundred pillows, you can't hide the fact that you blush!"
"I'm angry!"
"Bang!" The remaining pillow passed through the soft car curtain and hit the back of the driver's head, making a loud muffled sound.
However, the expressionless middle-aged man did not even shake for a moment and still stared calmly ahead.
Yi Liuling was wondering why Feihui's painting was so accurate, Angela's voice sounded again: "Is this the rebound amulet you mentioned? It's really interesting. Even such an attack can be popped out?"
"Hey, you hit someone, please apologize to this uncle." Yi Liuling lifted the curtain of the car and planned to remind the two passengers inside. Unexpectedly, he saw that Feihui painting was indeed like cooked shrimps, his whole body was red. "Wait a minute, is this the effect that emotions can achieve? Why do I feel like it has been overheated?"
"I..." Fei Huihua had only had time to say one word and fell to the ground and fell into a coma.
"I'm super! Parking! Someone is here!"
The forest suddenly fell into chaos, and even Kunyi had to wake up, but the backs of the two coachmen were still like Mount Suojia, unchanging.