There were several large wooden boxes on the car, which were very ordinary.
But the big red word "囍" on the wooden box is extraordinary!
The character "囍" is radiant and gives off a misty light.
And an indescribable aura between heaven and earth was attracted by it and slowly gathered there.
hiss……
Duan Cheng couldn't help but gasped, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Qi Luck, this is Qi Luck!"
Luck may seem illusory, but it is real.
People with high luck can get twice the result with half the effort, have great luck, can easily obtain all kinds of adventures, and have constant good luck.
And if a family has long-lasting luck, the family will naturally be prosperous and have a long history.
Luck is originally an inexplicable and mysterious substance.
But now, they are attracted by a picture of words and gather here. If they haven't seen it with their own eyes, who would dare to believe it?
"If the words that can gather luck are posted in the ancestral hall of my Duan family, then my Duan family will not..."
Duan Guqing was breathing rapidly. If he wasn't worried about Huineng and Xuan Ao, he might not be able to stop himself from snatching them away.
Who wouldn’t want to take possession of such a treasure?
"Humph, country bumpkins, these are just words written by Mr. Ji casually. Look at how you have never seen the world."
Hong Qiantu secretly sneered. He was turned into a dog by Duan Guqing last time, and he still held a grudge in his heart.
"Father-in-law, these are some of my little thoughts. I will introduce them to you one by one."
Fan Jingxing was very satisfied with the other party's expression and felt secretly happy, so he immediately opened a box.
He took out a rusty kitchen knife and waved it casually.
Suddenly, a blade of more than ten meters appeared out of thin air, splitting a long crack in the earth.
"Epic weapon!" Duan Cheng's eyes glowed.
Fan Jingxing threw the kitchen knife away casually and said dissatisfied: "I'm just kidding, this knife is rusty and can't be used."
After saying that, he took out a small hammer from the box and threw it out as well.
Boom!
The small hammer turned into a stream of light and hit a mountain wave in the distance. In an instant, the entire mountain was torn apart and razed to the ground on the spot.
"Legendary weapon!"
Duan Guqing screamed loudly, why is Fan Jingxing so crazy? He threw away an epic weapon like a piece of grass and a legendary hammer like garbage.
What to do if it is lost.
Then Fan Jingxing did something even crazier. He pushed the wooden box and dozens of shining objects scattered all over the floor.
"Sure enough, these rags are not on the market. My father-in-law's family has many servants, so I will give them to my servants and make do with them."
Fan Jingxing said calmly.
The kitchen knives, shovels, hoes, etc. all over the floor are common kitchen utensils and agricultural tools.
However, it is unusual, they are all epic or legendary items.
Duan Cheng and Duan Guqing's eyes almost fell out. Even the holy realm would fight over these treasures to death, and you actually said you would give them to your servants.
Wouldn’t it be delicious if you kept it for yourself? Wouldn’t it be a waste of natural resources to give it to your servants?
When the guards heard this, they were overjoyed. If this was really the case, wouldn't they be able to share in it?
Suddenly, the way he looked at Fan Jingxing was different, extremely fanatical.
"I heard that my father-in-law likes wine, so I brought some."
Fan Jingxing opened another box and took out a clay pot.
As soon as I opened the mud seal, an intoxicating aroma of wine hit my nostrils.
Duan Cheng's eyes immediately bulged, and his stomach couldn't help but growl.
What kind of fine wine is this? The aroma alone is so intoxicating. Just smelling it makes you feel energetic and full of energy!
The guards were even more unbearable, drooling, breathing heavily with their mouths wide open, wishing to inhale every wisp of the aroma of wine into their lungs.
"No, it seems that my father-in-law likes strong drinks. This drink is too bland and may not be to your liking."
Fan Jingxing sighed quietly and poured the jar of wine to the ground.
Suddenly, something magical happened.
The land was flooded with wine, and vegetation grew wildly.
After a while, within a radius of tens of meters, there were beautiful flowers and fragrant grass.
The majestic vitality contained in wine can actually make a wasteland covered with spiritual flowers and spiritual grass. It is really incredible.
If you can drink it into your stomach, what effects will it have!
"I still have several jars here. If my father-in-law dislikes them, just use them all for watering the ground." Fan Jingxing said deliberately.
"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it."
Duan Cheng spoke hurriedly.
I was really afraid that Fan Jingxing would get mad and waste all the good wine.
Seeing a jar being wasted before his eyes made him feel heartbroken. If he wasted any more, his heart really couldn't bear it.
"Brother-in-law, I heard that you like calligraphy and painting."
Fan Jingxing opened another wooden box again and said to Duan Guqing, "I have a lot of calligraphy treasures here, but they are just written by a mortal, so you must not like them either."
He took out a few calligraphy and paintings and actually lit them on fire.
I saw a picture of a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, and each stroke was an exquisite sword move, exuding astonishing sword intent.
In another painting, the lonely smoke in the desert and the sunset over the long river contain a mysterious and unparalleled artistic conception.
…
These are priceless treasures for any monk.
But now, it was treated as waste paper by Fan Jingxing and burned to ashes.
"Stop, don't."
Duan Guqing's eyes were red and he roared.
However, it didn't help, as several priceless calligraphy and paintings turned into ashes.
"Ah, you don't want it? I originally wanted to give it to you, but since you don't like it, I can only burn it."
Fan Jingxing took out several calligraphy and paintings again and burned them again.
Although my heart was bleeding when I had a fever, I felt extremely comfortable.
Aren't you, the Duan family, just looking down on others? I'm going to slap you in the face hard.
Since Mr. Ji said that you should convince people with "etiquette", I will let you do it until you are convinced.
Huineng, Xuan Ao, and Hong Qiantu all looked at all this with a clear mind. Mr. Ji's handwriting was so bold and effective.
"Fan Jingxing, I want it, I want it, please don't burn it."
Duan Guqing was so anxious that he started shouting. In a short time, more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings were gone.
"Ah, what did you call me?"
The corner of Fan Jingxing's mouth turned up with a playful expression.
Fan Jingxing was still dissatisfied, so he dug his ears and said, "I can't hear what you said."
"Brother-in-law, my good brother-in-law, I used to look down on others and I was short-sighted. You, sir, have a lot, so please forgive me. I fully support your marriage to my eldest sister. You two will get married tonight."
Duan Guqing no longer cared about dignity and face, showed a flattering expression, and tried his best to please Fan Jingxing.
In order to get benefits, he sold his own sister.
Fan Jingxing was very satisfied and looked at Duan Cheng: "What do you mean, father-in-law?"
Duan Cheng is the one who makes the decision in the Duan family. Duan Guqing's words don't count. Only Duan Cheng's words can make the final decision.
"Nonsense, how can we be careless about marriage?"
Duan Cheng said with a straight face, seeming to disagree.
But then his tone changed: "Of course you have to choose a good and auspicious day before you can get married. However, after all, you have been holding back for decades, so you can have the wedding first and then the ceremony. I have no objection."