Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters imperial capital
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How is Miaolan doing?
In Zhou Sen's opinion, Miaolan is a strange woman. She is not only versatile, but also has thoughts that ordinary people don't have, which is very rare in the era of farming civilization.
Thinking of Miaolan, Zhou Sen's face couldn't help but heat up. This time, is there still a chance to renew their relationship?
There is definitely no chance...
Immediately, a wry smile appeared on Zhou Sen's face. He thought of the twin nuns Ming Xian and Ming Kong. If nothing else happened, they should be waiting for him at Wanhua Tower at this time.
Thinking of those two nuns who always looked so sneaky, Zhou Sen's brain got big.
Because of Ge's amnesia, there are many things about the two nuns in Zhou Sen's memory fragments. However, Zhou Sen cannot connect those broken memories together. He still cannot determine the relationship between him and the two nuns.
specific relationship.
Are they really his two wives?
Zhou Sen shook his head subconsciously, his intuition telling him that Mingxian Mingkong should not be his wife, because his fiancée is Jian Fan, the daughter of Jian Qianjun, the owner of Wanhua Building.
As for why his wife is Jian Fan, Zhou Sen can't explain the reason. Moreover, this has nothing to do with the amnesia of Ge, but because of the memory of the identity of the first gangster in the interstellar. Whenever he thinks of Jian Fan, Zhou Sen's brain will
The word "engagement" comes to mind, which shows that he is an interstellar gangster and has an engagement with Jian Fan.
Zhou Sen knew nothing about what he had done on this planet as the number one gangster in the interstellar world, because, according to the current clues, he came to this planet with little fanfare and rarely kept a low profile.
The circle is also very small. So far, only Shen Huimin is certain, followed by Jian Fan.
Zhou Sen guessed that when he arrived on this planet as an interstellar gangster, he only stayed for a short time.
What was the purpose of coming to this planet as an interstellar gangster?
Is it the clone of the Awakened One?
Or as a preacher...
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The two twin sisters Mingxian and Mingkong naturally did not expect that Zhou Sen was piecing together those broken memories. Although many fragments were incoherent, Zhou Senzhi, who had understood the realm of "wisdom heart", could draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences about other cases with his IQ.
It is easy to draw some results. After all, he has not completely lost his memory.
In this patchwork, Zhou Sen discovered that the girl "Shen Huimin" appeared most often, followed by Jiutian Xuannv and Jian Fan. In fact, Zhou Sen had no specific knowledge of these girls.
impression……
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I wandered on the street and thought about it, and soon I arrived at Wanhua Tower.
At this time, night had fallen in the imperial capital.
The majestic Wanhua Tower is still towering, and you can see the splendid pavilions and pavilions from hundreds of feet away.
When we were still a hundred feet away from Wanhua Tower, some luxurious carriages were parked on both sides of the street, and some horsemen in fine uniforms gathered together to talk about the mountains.
Arrive at the entrance of Wanhua Building.
Looking at the two rows of black-clad men on both sides of Wanhua Tower, who were like iron towers, Zhou Sen couldn't help but be stunned. The memory deep in his brain revived, and he vaguely remembered that Wanhua Tower was not so strict.
Perhaps, times have changed, and the management of Wanhua Building has also changed.
Thinking of this, Zhou Sen felt relieved. After all, the last time he came to Wanhua Tower, he came as Zhou Sen, the number one gangster in the interstellar world, and his current memory is that of scientist Zhou Sen. He didn't even remember that he was with this person back then.
What disputes are there in Wanhua Tower?
Suddenly, Zhou Sen thought of a problem: Wanhua Tower did not accept female guests.
Looking at this situation, it is impossible for Mingxian Mingkong to sneak into Wanhua Building, so where will they wait for him?
Zhou Sen, who was originally about to walk into Wanhua Building, hesitated for a moment, raised his eyes and looked around, but there was no sign of Ming Xian Mingkong.
Perhaps, they have a way to enter Wanhua Tower.
"Does this young master know anyone?" A burly man in black with a cold face saw Zhou Sen standing at the door, wandering back, and strode up to Zhou Sen and asked.
"Miaolan." Zhou Sen blurted out.
"Miaolan?" The big man was stunned, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Is there a problem?" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"please!"
The big man in black looked at Zhou Sen's back as he walked into Wanhua Building. He was in a daze for a while. He originally planned to ask the young man's identity, but the young man's gestures and gestures made him give up the idea.
, when Zhou Sen entered Wanhua Tower, the big man in black still looked dull. Obviously, he himself couldn't figure out why he was photographed by a scholar.
The current Zhou Sen is not the Zhou Sen who used to hide around like a lost dog. Not only did he crawl around in the rivers and lakes and lick the blood with the blade of a knife, but he also fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Wuchao City.
, the original hostility was enhanced by a formidable and powerful aura.
After entering Wanhua Building, Zhou Sen was immediately greeted by a very beautiful madam.
The Madam of Wanhualou is not comparable to other brothel owners. Not only does she have extremely high requirements for words and looks, but she also has extremely high requirements for appearance.
Moreover, Wanhualou is different from other brothels in that there are dozens of brothels, each with its own customer base.
In fact, many of the madams are good girls from Wanhualou. Not only are they well-educated, but they are also able to grasp the minds of their customers.
"The young master is very handsome, and he doesn't look like someone from the imperial capital. I wonder if there is a girl I know well?" The Madam brought Zhou Sen into a large and splendid living room.
This living room is extremely luxurious, with a blue circular dome. There is no oil lamp on the top, but it is dotted with countless energy stones, just like countless stars. Among them, there are actually a few top-quality energy stones dotted in it.
Although the living room is huge, everything is extraordinary.
Between the tables and chairs, there are some four treasures of the study, and some literati are dancing. Behind a vague curtain, there is a graceful woman playing the guzheng. The melodious music is like slow flowing water, which is very exciting.
Intoxicated...
Exquisite silver candlesticks, exquisitely crafted chairs, thick velvet blankets, and tea sets that look like works of art. In some corners, there are also some ingenious potted plants, forming a large hall with small ones.
local space.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the people.
In Wanhua Tower, even the maids who serve tea and pour water can be described as the beauty and fragrance of the land of sinking fish and falling geese.
In the hall, there are dozens of tables and chairs, all of which are waiting guests. Judging from the luxurious clothes and arrogant expressions of the guests, they are all rich or high-ranking officials.
There were a lot of people waiting, but the environment was not noisy, and the lingering mist and scent of tea gave people the illusion of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.
Of course, this hall is not only used for waiting, many people also like to spend time in the hall. It is an important social place in itself, and some literati also like to dance and write here.
"I...I'm looking for Du...looking for Miaolan." Zhou Sen said Miaolan's name out of nowhere.
"Oh, sir, I'm sorry, Miaolan has a guest today, why not..."
"Go tell her that Zhou Sen is here." Zhou Sen took out an ordinary demon core and threw it on the coffee table, saying calmly.
"This... this is really embarrassing for the slave family..." The old bustard swallowed and stared at the demon core on the coffee table with a pair of greedy eyes. This demon core is hard currency and is worth at least 10,000 imperial coins.
"Go!" Zhou Sen threw two more ordinary demon cores.
"Ah..." The madam looked blank.
The madams at Wanhua Tower have all seen the world, and have seen many high-rollers who spend a lot of money. However, this is the first time I have seen someone like Zhou Sen who often rewards people with demon cores.
In the Han Empire, imperial coins were legal tender, and precious metals such as gold and silver could also be used as currency, but they were mostly used as a store of value.
Demon cores are a rather special commodity. In addition to superpowers who need demon cores to practice, there are also many rich people in the secular world who purchase demon cores for decoration and lighting purposes.
If an ordinary family has an energy stone for lighting, it means that they will not have to buy candles and lamp oil for the rest of their lives. However, the value of an energy stone of the lowest quality is more than 2,000 yuan, which a poor family cannot even think about.
Dare to think.
Most of the ordinary demon cores in the Dark Forest are sold to the Imperial City.
Zhou Sen's three demon cores, also known as energy stones, are in good condition and are worth at least 30,000 imperial coins in the imperial capital. This is undoubtedly a huge temptation for an old bustard.
"It's really...it can't be done..." A wry smile appeared on the corner of the old bustard's mouth. With her years of experience in the industry, she has long known that money is not so easy to make. In fact, what the madams are most afraid of is mishandling their money.
It is often difficult to meet the demands of high-profile guests. If you serve them well, everyone will be happy. If you serve them poorly, you will often get killed.
"It doesn't matter if Miaolan sees you or not, you just need to tell her that Zhou Sen is here."
"Tell her that you are here and these three energy stones are mine?" The madam looked incredulous.
"Yes." Zhou Sen picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Master, wait a moment." The old bustard said happily, restraining his excitement.
"Go ahead."
…
Miaolan was wearing a light green dress and a pair of pure white catkins. She was playing with the tea set. Opposite her, sitting was a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes who was not angry and proud.
The middle-aged man said nothing, quietly admiring Miaolan's light tea-making technique, with a hint of warmth in his eyes.
The room is antique inside.
It is subtle and elegant, with the spiritual connotation of the Han people, and is decorated with the Four Treasures of the Study, calligraphy, painting, porcelain, etc.; under the bright moonlight, the garden outside the window is full of poetry and painting, with mountains, rocks, bamboos, trees, flowing water and winding bridges to express the elegant and elegant feelings of the scholars.
The water in the charcoal stove is boiling, and Miaolan is cleaning the tea set and washing the tea. Her movements are smooth and meticulous, and her concentration is fascinating.
"It's time for you to go back." Miao Lan poured tea for the middle-aged man.
"Why do you urge me to leave every time I come here?" the middle-aged man frowned.
"The slave family is a ruined body. It's not worth your time here." Miao Lan said calmly.
"I like staying here." The middle-aged man took a sip of tea.
Miaolan didn't speak, she just drank tea quietly and occasionally poured tea. The middle-aged man seemed to be used to Miaolan's silence and drank tea quietly. The room seemed extremely quiet and peaceful.
"When can I stay overnight?" After a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly asked.
"You can do it anytime." Miaolan smiled calmly.
"You understand what I mean." The middle-aged man showed a trace of displeasure, and his frown was full of supreme majesty, which was intimidating.
"There are few people in the world who can refuse you. If you want to stay, just stay. Why do you need me to say anything to persuade you to stay?" Miao Lan sighed.
"It is precisely because no one in the world can refuse me, so I hope that the people I like can take the initiative to keep me."
"Although the Nu family has long been in ruins, when the Nu family came to this Ten Thousand Flowers Building, they had already made up their minds not to sell their jobs but their lives."
The middle-aged man gently placed the teacup in his hand on the coffee table, and there was a long silence.
The atmosphere is inexplicably depressing and heavy...
Zhou Sen sat bored in the lobby and began to observe the layout of Wanhua Building.
Back then, Zhou Sen was still young when he came to Wanhualou, and his visual perspective was completely different. He was basically attracted by some novel gadgets, but now, it is completely different.
Zhou Sen discovered that the Wanhua Building was very large, and it was no exaggeration to describe it as majestic. Around the hall, there were countless corridors separated by plants or pearl and jade curtains, and the doors and windows were decorated with flowers and gold, which was extremely luxurious.
If you are not familiar with this place and arrive here for the first time, you may not be able to tell the difference between Chengdu, southeast, northwest and northwest.
Just as Zhou Sen was boredly observing the surroundings of the hall, suddenly, there was a burst of applause and cheers from the bookcase not far away. Zhou Sen looked around and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar holding a writing brush in his hand, looking very proud of himself.
He was in such a state, and the eyes of the people around him fell on the book eucalyptus.
At this time, many guests around stood up to watch. Obviously, the middle-aged Confucian scholar should be a calligrapher and painter with certain influence.
Zhou Sen did not go there. Although he was a master in this field, he had lost interest long ago after engaging in scientific research. The last time he attended the flower party was forced by circumstances and chance.
Time passed little by little.
The madam seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Just when Zhou Sen was a little impatient, suddenly, a girl wearing a goose skirt, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face walked in at the door. The girl held her head high and had a cold face, giving people a condescending air.
Arrogance.
The girl didn't seem to encounter the interrogation of the group of big men outside. She actually entered the living room and walked towards the corridors inside without stopping at all.
Jian Fan!
Zhou Sen's body trembled. This was the first time he saw this face, but he was certain that this person was Jian Fan.
It has always been difficult for Zhou Sen to meet Jian Fan. He never thought that Jian Fan would appear here. After all, this is Wanhua Tower.
Why does Jian Fan appear here?
While Zhou Sen was thinking, Jian Fan disappeared behind a bead curtain and never came out again.
Seeing Jian Fan who evoked the memory of the gangster Zhou Sen, Zhou Sen felt a trace of melancholy inexplicably. He let out a long sigh, put down the tea cup, replaced it with a crystal wine glass, picked up a few small wine bottles, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank.
Boring wine.
In addition to tea and cakes, this Wanhualou also has some wine to add to the fun.
Of course, hard liquor is not allowed in Wanhua Tower. No one knows the specific reason. It is probably because they are afraid that guests will cause trouble when drinking, which will ruin the scenery and ruin the elegance.
"Why are you so depressed, Master?" A young girl slowly walked over, brushed away a gust of fragrance, and drank wine for Zhou Sen.
"I saw an old friend." Zhou Sen looked up at the girl and said calmly.
"Since you saw it, why don't you say hello?" The girl chuckled, revealing deep dimples on her cheeks, which made people's hearts beat.
"Girl, I want to sit alone, you do your thing."
"Hey, the young master is depressed and has many worries. It seems that Feinu's family can resolve it." The girl was not as entangled as the other women in the brothel. She sighed softly and slowly retreated.
This girl from Wanhua Tower is indeed extraordinary. She is polite and courteous between advances and retreats, and is not surprised by favors or insults, which makes people feel good about her.
Zhou Sen admired secretly.
After sitting for a while, suddenly, a middle-aged man with a long beard and a fairy-like manner walked up to Zhou Sen, bowed and saluted, and there was a convincing solemnity between his eyebrows.
"Yaya said that the young master is worried and depressed, so I came here to take a look. It is indeed the case." The middle-aged man with a long beard stared at Zhou Sen with a pair of clear eyes, as if he wanted to see through Zhou Sen's internal organs.
"Are you a Taoist fortune teller?" Zhou Sen smiled.
"Young Master is laughing at me. Although Pindao calls himself Pindao, he is not a Taoist priest. He is just used to such mantras... maybe... maybe Pindao wants others to trust him more." The middle-aged man with a long beard still bowed,
The unfazed expression gave people a contradictory feeling of humility and respect.
"You are quite upright, so good. Since you have nothing to do, if you say more good things, you will naturally be rewarded heavily." Zhou Sen laughed loudly.
"I still have something to do, young master, please use it with ease." After hearing Zhou Sen's words, the middle-aged man with a long beard suddenly showed a trace of anger on his face. He straightened his body which was slightly bowed. After cupping his hands, he turned and left.
"Stop." Zhou Sen smiled slightly.
"Since you don't believe in the poor Taoist, why should the poor Taoist bring shame on himself?" The middle-aged man with a long beard turned and looked at Zhou Sen. There was actually a bit of heroism in his deep eyes.
"Haha, your research on human psychology is quite profound." Zhou Sen smiled and motioned for the bearded middle-aged man to sit down.
"Young master, I have misunderstood. I have been hanging around in Wanhua Tower for a long time. I have solved the problems for many guests. I have never thought of doing something against nature for money. It is obvious to all the regular customers in Wanhua Tower." Chang Xu said.
The middle-aged man did not sit down, but still looked humble yet reserved and contradictory.
“Fortune-telling is an act against heaven?”
"Fortune-telling is revealing the secrets of heaven, and you will suffer retribution."
"Well, let's make a bet between the two of us. I'll sit here and won't say anything. If you can figure out my fate, I will naturally reward you with a lot of money."
"Pindao said, it's not about money!" The middle-aged man said with an angry look on his face.
"Haha, okay, then you should calculate your own fortune first. What will be the consequences if you don't tell me your fortune?" Zhou Sen laughed and stood up.
"Donor, why are you going too far?" The middle-aged man felt shocked when he saw Zhou Sen standing up.
"You came to me, and then you talked a lot, pretending to be mysterious, and made me curious about my fate. Now, I am curious, but you want to leave.
After all, who is bullying someone too much?!" Zhou Sen stared at the middle-aged man with dagger-like eyes.
"Okay." After Zhou Sen saw through his thoughts, the middle-aged man suddenly looked depressed and muttered, while his ten slender fingers kept making some complicated gestures.
"Ah..." The middle-aged man suddenly backed away, knocking over a bonsai, and then sat down on the ground, looking at Zhou Sen with endless fear in his eyes.
"Say." A smile appeared on Zhou Sen's lips.
"You...you...you...who are you?" the middle-aged man asked, trembling.
"I am who I am." Zhou Sen found that many people noticed the middle-aged man who fell on the ground. In order to avoid attracting other people's attention, he sat down slowly.
The middle-aged man with a long beard seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly stood up and arranged his clothes, pretending to be fine. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is still a look of fear in his eyes.
"Sir, I have no enmity with you, please don't hurt me." The middle-aged man with a long beard restrained his inner fear and walked to Zhou Sen respectfully.
"Are you sure I will kill you if you don't answer me?" Zhou Sen was stunned. He only wanted to scare this swindling fortune teller, but he had never thought about killing anyone.
"No." The middle-aged man shook his head, "You won't kill me, but my luck today is that I have a relationship with the young master."
"Haha, this is unheard of." Zhou Sen saw that there were still people around who noticed them, and motioned to the middle-aged man to sit down.
"The life and death of a poor man depends on the young master's thoughts." The middle-aged man touched his long beard and sat down slowly, but he was restless, and his eyes kept looking around, as if he wanted to discover something.
"Why are you so restless?" Zhou Sen noticed that the middle-aged man looked uncertain.
"I just made a divination and found that I am in the eye of disaster, my life is hanging by a thread, I can't extricate myself, I can't save myself, so I am restless, but I don't know how to resolve it." The middle-aged man looked around with a sudden look on his face.
"Whether it's a blessing or a disaster, you can't avoid it. Take care of it when it comes." A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth, because the middle-aged man was pretending to be a ghost.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I'll tell you the fortune for the young master."
The middle-aged man does not use any tools for divination, he just keeps calculating with his fingers, using complicated techniques and extremely fast speed.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhou Sen with an increasingly serious expression.
"Tell me." Zhou Sen said.
"Sure enough, as I expected, the young master is the troublemaker for poor people... Strange... The young master has caused Tai Sui to lose his life, and his fortune has been blocked. There are many evil stars in the fortune palace this year, but there are no auspicious stars to resolve it, so the fortune in the fleeting time is uneven.
There will be many obstacles, and there will be villains who will hinder me, and I will be depressed... However, the young master always turns danger into good luck... No... this destiny is not consistent..."
The fingering techniques in the middle-aged man's hands are becoming more and more ancient, profound and complex, and the speed is getting faster and faster. As he talks in his mouth, his expression is uncertain and constantly changing. He is suddenly enlightened, awakened, and confused again...
"puff……"
The middle-aged man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his fingering movements stopped abruptly.
"How's it going?" Zhou Sen looked at the middle-aged man with a joking expression.
Blood spilled from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. He looked at Zhou Sen with a pair of dull eyes. He nodded and shook his head for a while. The fingering that had stopped started to move again. Judging from the twisted and painful expression, it must be forced calculations.
Looking at the tormented expression on the middle-aged man's face, Zhou Sen couldn't help but admire the professionalism of this fortune teller. Even if it was a lie, it still looked real.
"I have to go."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body shook, and he stood up abruptly. With a worried look on his face, he hurriedly walked out with his head buried in the air.
There was a "bang" sound, and just after taking a few steps, the middle-aged man bumped into a tall and majestic body. When the middle-aged man looked up, his face was horrified, and he collapsed on the ground.
That tall and majestic man was the man in Miaolan's room. Behind him stood the trembling madam and Miaolan who looked anxious.
The tall and majestic man looked coldly at the long-bearded man who was lying on the ground. The long-bearded man was so excited that he quickly crawled back to the chair next to Zhou Sen and sat down. He lowered his head and complained endlessly.
, it’s still a step too late.
"Are you Zhou Sen?" The tall and majestic man's electric eyes fell on Zhou Sen.
"Miaolan, how are you?" Zhou Sen ignored the tall and majestic man, and his eyes fell on Miaolan.
"I'm doing very well." Miao Lan smiled slightly.
"I passed through the imperial capital this time and came here to visit. I want to renew our relationship with Miaolan." Zhou Sen said straight to the point.
"I have been looking forward to it for a long time, but..." Miaolan's face showed a flush, and she glanced at the majestic man in front of her, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
"Is it him?" Zhou Sen's eyes finally fell on the majestic man.
"It's me!" Zhou Sen ignored the majestic man and said with an angry smile.
"Seeing that my brother has a handsome brow, a majestic body, and a dignified manner in every gesture, he must have been in and out of this land of fireworks frequently. He would definitely not start a war over a prostitute, and give someone a hand. And someone from Zhou
, I have admired Miaolan for a long time, and I have come all the way from afar, and we will never see each other again. Here, someone from Zhou has a heartless request. I hope that my brother can make it possible for Zhou and Miaolan to come together.
Someone must be rewarded generously!" Zhou Sen handed over his hand with a sincere look on his face.
"Haha, do you think I will let you?" the majestic man sneered.
"Brother, I'm wrong. Mr. Zhou just respects you, not asking for your opinion." He bowed slightly and slowly straightened his chest. He wore a long robe and moved without any wind. His deep eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.
"Are you threatening me?" the majestic man laughed.
"No, it was you who threatened Zhou!" Zhou Sen said every word.
"How do you say this?" The majestic man was stunned.
"Since Miaolan came out to see me, Mr. Zhou, it shows that he is willing to accompany Mr. Zhou." Zhou Sen said without being humble or overbearing.
"Haha, do you know the consequences?" The majestic man was exposed in public by Zhou Sen. He was immediately furious and suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Brother seems to have no patience for women, and he doesn't even know how to respect them. How can he win a smile from a beauty with such a big heart?" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Are you preaching?"
"Don't dare!"
The two of them were talking sharply, hiding murderous intent, and there was a suffocating atmosphere in the air.
At this time, there were more and more people watching, and many people were whispering around. In Wanhua Building, jealousy often happens, but tit-for-tat confrontations like this in the lobby are extremely rare. After all, when you come to Wanhua Building,
What you are looking for is happiness. If you fight, it will only increase the number of laughingstocks.
"Are you a Tianji Taoist priest?" The majestic man suddenly asked the long-bearded middle-aged man sitting on the chair with his head lowered.
"It's just Pindao." The long-bearded middle-aged man trembled and stood up quickly to salute, but he did not dare to look into the eyes of the majestic middle-aged man.
"I have admired your name for a long time! I heard that you know astronomy from above and geography from below. You have an iron mouth and copper teeth, and you can predict characters and fortune-telling accurately. Now, can you calculate a fortune for me?" The majestic middle-aged man said calmly.
"I don't dare." Taoist Master Tianji still lowered his head.
"Haha, okay, then you can just consider him." The majestic man chuckled and didn't care.
"I've forgotten it now," Taoist Master Tianji said with a sad face.
"Forget it! Let's hear it and see if he has good or bad luck today." The majestic man was stunned for a moment, then sneered coldly.
"It's better not to say anything." Taoist Tianji's waist bowed lower and lower, with a humble look on his face, as if he was oppressed by a huge force and did not dare to stand up straight.
"I'll let you say it." The majestic man's indifferent tone was full of unquestionable majesty.
"I don't want to die." Taoist Master Tianji lamented in a low voice.
"I don't want you to die. Who in the world dares to want you to die!" The majestic man snorted coldly. As he looked around, his aura of dominating the world was undoubtedly revealed.
"He." Taoist Priest Tianji glanced at Zhou Sen obediently.
"Hahaha, tell me, Mr. Zhou will spare your life." Seeing Taoist Master Tianji's cautious expression, Zhou Sen couldn't help but feel happy and casually said.
"Seriously?" Dao Tianji was overjoyed.
"Seriously!" Zhou Sen suddenly felt a strange feeling. Only then did he realize that this fake Taoist priest was not joking.
"Say it!" The majestic man urged with a hint of impatience in his eyes.
"Yes... this... this young master... has a weird and unpredictable destiny, going against the will of heaven. I can't see through it. However, from the strange changes, I can figure out that the young master has a disaster in the middle and a blessing in the middle. There is an astonishing polarization of good and bad. Those who are close to others have only two fates..."
"What two kinds?" the majestic middle-aged man asked curiously.
"One is to die unexpectedly, destroying both body and soul; the other is to have deep blessings...the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked...the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked..."
Taoist Master Tianji suddenly shut up and looked at Zhou Sen with bright eyes.
"Why don't you say anything?" The majestic man looked unkind.
"It's better not to say anything." Taoist Master Tianji finally raised his head, looked at the majestic man with his eyes, and sighed.
"What will happen if you tell me?" The majestic man snorted coldly.
"Corpse littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed!" Taoist Master Tianji said with a look of compassion on his face.
"Corpse littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers..." The majestic man looked aside. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes fell on Zhou Sen. He looked surprised and asked, "Are you Zhou Sen?"
"I'm Zhou Sen." Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Wuchao City Zhou Sen?"
"yes!"
"Okay, okay, it's better to be famous than to meet, okay!"
The majestic man suddenly let out a hearty laugh, said "Okay" several times, and then strode away with his hands behind his back. Just as he was leaving, a dozen burly men stood up in the hall at the same time. They all glanced at Zhou Sen and hurried away following the majestic man.
"Finally gone." Taoist Master Tianji saw that the majestic man was gone, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Do you know him?" Zhou Sen asked.
"The secrets of heaven must not be leaked, the secrets of heaven must not be leaked..." Taoist Master Tianji shook his head repeatedly, and then looked at Zhou Sen blankly and asked, "Who are you?"
"What's wrong?" Zhou Sen smiled.
"I have seen countless people, ordinary people, high-ranking officials in temples, heroes in the world, and immortals overseas... People who have no discernment from the Tao, why can't they see through your fate... Every time I go deep, I see... I see..." Taoist Priest Tianji was calculating and talking, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was shocking.
"What did you see?" Zhou Sen discovered that this fake Taoist priest seemed to have some ability and was not just a bluff.
"The world is changing, and it is the way of heaven. How can you, a fake Taoist priest, be able to see through it?" There is endless vicissitudes in Zhou Sen's eyes. For Zhou Sen, he never believes in fate. All along, Zhou Sen has been fighting with God.
Since he was thrown into Mogan Prison, he has been acting against nature.
"Young master... poor Taoist..."
"Mr. Zhou, don't waste your time on this beautiful and beautiful time with this swindling Taoist priest." Miao Lan stood quietly aside with a shy blush on her face.
"Haha, Miaolan is right, a moment of sex is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"
Zhou Sen laughed loudly, stood up, picked up Miaolan by the waist, and walked away under dozens of dull eyes. Zhou Sen naturally didn't know that although Miaolan had only been in Wanhua Building for two years,
However, his versatility has already made him famous in the capital.
Everyone knew that Miaolan was just a performer but not a person. People never expected that today Miaolan would throw herself into her arms without any scruples in public.
When Zhou Sen had just entered the bead curtain, his body suddenly froze. In front of him, stood a girl wearing a goose-yellow dress. The girl looked at Zhou Sen quietly, with a pair of bright eyes that seemed to see through Zhou Sen's internal organs.
Jian Fan!
Looking at the girl, Zhou Sen groaned secretly.
"Zhou Sen."
"I'm not." Zhou Sen subconsciously opened his mouth to deny.
"You are." Jian Fan stared at Zhou Sen.
"I'm not the Zhou Sen you mentioned."
"How do you know that I'm looking for another Zhou Sen?" A smile appeared on Jian Fan's lips.
"It's me." Zhou Sen sighed.
"Still reluctant to let go of the beauty in your arms?" Jian Fan smiled softly, with bright eyes and white teeth.
"Ahem...Miaolan..." Zhou Sen blushed and put down Miaolan in his arms in embarrassment.
"Zhou Lang, good things always take a long time." Miao Lan blushed, covered her mouth and snickered, straightened her messy clothes, and walked away.
"Please!" Jian Fan made a gesture of invitation.
"Please!" Zhou Sen gritted his teeth. He couldn't refuse, because the feeling was so amazing. He clearly didn't know the other person, but he still felt extremely familiar.
The two of them arrived at a dull and elegant room one after another. In fact, the word dull is a bit too much to describe this room. It was completely surrounded by white walls without any decoration. On the wooden floor, there was a wooden floor without the slightest trace of it.
There is an artistic table and several cushions. On the table, there is a blue and white porcelain teapot and several cups.
The whole room looked extremely simple, like a place where ascetics practiced.
"Sit." Jian Fan first sat cross-legged on the cushion.
"This room..."
"I help my father manage Wanhua Building. I will come here to rest in this room occasionally." Jian Fan poured some water for Zhou Sen.
"I see."
"Zhou Sen, where have you been these past years?" Jian Fan asked gently.
"Traveling around."
"Is this Zhou Sen of the Shen family yours?"
"Yes."
"Is this you Zhou Sen from Wuchao City?"
"Yes."
"Um...are you...ok?"
"very good."
"Why don't you come to the imperial capital to find me?"
"Isn't this coming?"
…
The two of them chatted together, their tone as calm as water.
"Jian Fan, it's late, I have to leave." Zhou Sen suddenly said.
"Go to Miaolan's place?"
"perhaps."
"She is a good woman." Jian Fan sighed.
"Yes."
"Want...to see my father?"
"Need not."
"Zhou Sen, do we have nothing to do with each other anymore?" Jian Fan said quietly.
"I think so." Zhou Sen looked calm.
"Are you sure I won't marry you?" Jian Fan stared at Zhou Sen closely.
"The past is like the wind, and things in the world are impermanent. The past has passed, so why mention it again."
"Zhou Sen, I think there are some things that need to be said clearly between us." Jian Fan suddenly showed a hint of anger in her eyes. Obviously, she was irritated by Zhou Sen's unfazed expression.
"Say it."
"In the beginning, you helped my Jian family get through the difficulties, so I decided to get married. I also knew that you knew that I didn't want to..."
"Yes, so, this matter is over!" Zhou Sen interrupted Jian Fan.
"Really! You are in a romantic and happy mood now, but I am burdened with a promise... As the saying goes, people's words are terrible. Do you know the injustice I have suffered over the years?"
"I canceled, and few people know me. How can I be feared?" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"I am a woman, a woman waiting to be married! A woman who waits for her fiancé every day, but this fiancé disappears out of thin air and does not cancel the engagement. Have you ever thought about me?!" Jian Fan suddenly lost control of his emotions and roared hysterically.
Filial piety.
"Feel sorry."
"Is it useful to apologize? Is it useful?! Do you know how much pressure I have endured! Do you know that I am struggling to support myself! But have you ever thought about my pain..." Jian Fan burst into tears and covered his face while sobbing.
With.
"I can't help you!" Zhou Sen could only pretend to be blank. He had already caused too many problems. He didn't want to have anything to do with Jian Fan. After all, he just felt familiar in his mind and didn't have any details.
memory on.
"Can't help me?" Jian Fan stared at Zhou Sen with red and swollen eyes, "Since you are not dead, why don't you announce the dissolution of the engagement? Why do you let me bear it alone?"
"I..." Zhou Sen was speechless. He couldn't say that he had returned to the five star regions.
"Haha, since the Shen family, your Zhou Sen's name has been powerful in the Han Empire. After arriving in Wuchao City, your Zhou Sen's name has been immortalized in history. You are known as the God of War, and your popularity is unparalleled. You
You turn your anger into beauty, and you become enemies of the heroes of the world. When the common people talk about you, they all talk about you, but you don’t even bother to break off the engagement with me!”
"Tell me, what should I do?" Looking at Jian Fan with tears in his eyes, Zhou Sen didn't want to explain.
"If you don't want to marry me, then announce the dissolution of our engagement in front of the world's heroes!" Jian Fan said firmly.
"good."
"...Zhou Sen, have you never thought of marrying me?" Jian Fan asked after a moment of silence.
"This..." Zhou Sen didn't know how to answer for a moment. He didn't know the relationship between himself and the Jian family at all, and he didn't understand why he wanted to be engaged to Jian Fan, because he already had a relationship with Jian Fan in the five star regions.
The third princess. Hey, could it be that he was engaged to Jian Fan before he met the third princess?
"Why?"
"Because, I know, you don't want me to marry you either." Zhou Sen's eyes were as cold as ice.
"I...I..." Jian Fan's eyes froze.
"Isn't it easy to answer?" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Go, Miaolan is waiting for you." Jian Fan did not answer Zhou Sen's words, wiped his tears, and stood up slowly, as if seeing off a guest.
"I will find a suitable opportunity to announce the dissolution of our engagement." Zhou Sen strode towards the door.
"Thank you. I won't give it away." Jian Fan snorted coldly.
After Zhou Sen walked out of Jian Fan's room, he was no longer interested in having sex. Now, he just wanted to find the girl Du Juan, ask about the whereabouts of the black sandalwood sacred tree, and then leave the Wanhua Building.
Zhou Sen does not want to have anything to do with the Jian family.
It’s not easy to stay in this place for long!
How to find Du Juan?
The huge Wanhua Building was like a maze. Without the Madam to lead the way, it would be impossible to tell the difference between east, west and north. Zhou Sen walked in the winding and deep corridors for a long time, asked several girls, and finally returned to the hall.
When Zhou Sen saw the old bustard from the beginning, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Why did the young master come out?" The old bustard obviously didn't know what happened between Zhou Sen and Jian Fan, and thought Zhou Sen came out from Miao Lan's place.
"I'm looking for Miss Du Juan." Zhou Sen asked directly.
"We don't have a girl named Du Juan here." The madam shook her head.
"Where's Du Juanhua?" Zhou Sen was stunned.
"No."
"How many people are there in the Wanhua Building?" Zhou Sen's head suddenly got big. Could it be that the wolf demon was lying?
"There are more than two hundred girls...I don't know about the others." The madam shook her head.
"Who are the other people?"
"There are probably about a hundred people working in the kitchen, handymen, and accounting offices..."
"Ask me, this energy stone is yours." Zhou Sen repeated his old trick and took out a good quality energy stone from his arms.
"Okay, let me ask for you."
The madam happily went to help Zhou Sen find someone. Less than a moment after burning the incense, the madam came back with a strange expression on her face.
"How is it?" Zhou Sen asked.
"Found it, but..." the old bustard hesitated: "She doesn't like to meet strangers."
"take me."
"You'd better go alone, she's in the kitchen..." The madam sighed.
Zhou Sen was too lazy to talk, so he asked for directions to the kitchen and went to find it on his own.
Wanhua Building occupies a very large area. Zhou Sen walked all the way and asked many people before he found the kitchen.
The kitchen was busy and no one noticed Zhou Sen walking into the kitchen.
The moment Zhou Sen walked into the kitchen, he had his target set.
In front of the stove, there was an ugly-looking woman sitting in front of the stove. The woman was wearing coarse clothes. She was sitting in front of the stove, holding her chin in her hands and wandering around in a daze.
"Miss Du Juan." Zhou Sen walked to the woman quietly.
"Ah... who are you?" The ugly woman's body trembled and she glanced around. In her eyes, a trace of ferociousness disappeared briefly, and immediately, there was a look of fear on her face, because she felt that she was
It's like being bound by an invisible force.
"Zhou Sen."
"Are you Zhou Sen?" The ugly woman gasped. She never dreamed that the famous monster butcher in the monster world would actually come to her door.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
"Why are you looking for me? I have nothing to do with that tree demon!" Du Juan's body was still tense, with a vigilant look on her face.
"I want to find the place where the Ebony Sacred Tree or the Red Heart Sacred Tree grows. This is the reward." Zhou Sen took out five top-quality energy stones.
"For me?" Du Juan stammered as she looked at the top-grade energy stone. She was extremely shocked. After living for thousands of years, this was the first time she saw the legendary top-grade energy stone.
"As long as you tell me, these energy stones will be yours."
"My husband knows." Du Juan's bright eyes turned dull.
"Where is your husband?" Zhou Sen was overjoyed.
"He's dead." Du Juan looked at the stove with a sad look on her face.
"Dead?"
"Yes, he was a chef. There was a fire. He was seriously injured and died trying to save me..." Du Juan's ugly face was heartbroken, leaving two lines of tears.
"Is he a mortal?" Zhou Sen sighed. The love between monsters and mortals is the same as the love between superpowers and mortals. Most of them end in tragedy.
"Yes."
"Why does he know where the sacred ebony tree grows?"
"Many years ago, there was a man with great supernatural powers who, for some unknown reason, held a banquet for guests and invited many mortal chefs to cook at his house. My husband was among them. He overheard someone mentioning the ebony sacred tree.
.”
"Did he ever mention an address?"
"I mentioned that at the time, I didn't take it to heart. I don't remember the specific situation. I just vaguely remembered that my husband said that we had to take a boat to sea and sail for half a month to reach an overseas island. My husband also mentioned that the island
It is full of exotic flowers and plants, as well as rare birds and animals.”
"Thank you." The clue ended here, and Zhou Sen couldn't help but sigh.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help you. How about Jiutian Xuannv?" Du Juan asked gently.
"She's fine."
"We in the demon world don't despise what the tree demon couple did."
"Yeah." Zhou Sen stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and asked, "Why are you in Wanhua Building?"
"My husband used to work here and he liked it here." Du Juan said quietly.
"Did you keep his soul?"
"Yes...I...I want...to resurrect him..."
"Your face?"
"I'm afraid that my husband will be worried about someone bullying me, so he will look like this." Du Juan took out a jade bottle from her arms and touched it gently. For a moment, she seemed to be hugging her husband, immersed in a kind of illusory happiness.
Extricate yourself.
"Your husband must be a good man."
"Yes, he is the best person in the world, with a kind heart." Du Juan murmured in a low voice, gently stroking the jade bottle, as if stroking her beloved husband.
"I have a way to revive him, but it will take a long time." Inexplicably, Zhou Sen thought of the Nine Heavens Xuannv, and felt compassion in his heart.
"Ah...really!" Du Juan said with surprise.
"Do you know the world of Shentai?"
"Do you know...you...you have the world of the altar?" Du Juan looked horrified. She was a monster, so she naturally knew that the world of the altar could only be possessed by people with powerful superpowers.
"Yes."
With a "plop", Du Juan was already kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to Zhou Sen desperately.
"From now on, just follow me and get up." Zhou Sen sighed, and Du Juan agreed to him without hesitation. She was obviously in a hurry and sought medical treatment. Of course, Zhou Sen also knew that in fact, Du Juan had no choice, because
The mortal soul only lasts for seven to forty-nine days. If this time passes, the soul will disappear. Although Du Juan locked her husband's soul in a jade bottle, it is not a long-term solution. One day, the soul will disappear.
"Thank you, master, thank you, master! As long as my husband can be resurrected, even if it means going up a mountain of swords and into a sea of fire, my family is willing to do it!" Du Juan cried with joy.
"Give me the jade bottle."
"Okay, Master." Du Juan carefully handed the jade bottle to Zhou Sen.
"He is an ordinary person. Although his three souls and seven souls have not been dispersed, he is still a mortal body after all. It will take some time to gather his soul. After some time, you can communicate with him. One day, you may be able to reshape his body."
Zhou Sen opened the jade bottle, and a weak soul was led by Shi Dan into the world of the altar. It was implanted into the god, slowly absorbing super powers and giving birth to the soul.
"Thank you Master for your kindness!"
"let's go."
In full view of the public, Zhou Sen left Wanhua Building with an extremely ugly woman. When the two of them just walked out of Wanhua Building, they were blocked by a man who was as tall as an iron tower. On his back, the man carried a handful of
A huge black axe.
Seeing the iron tower-like man blocking the way out, Du Juan's ugly face showed a trace of fierceness, and the demonic aura boiled around her, as if she could break out and hurt others at any time.
Peng!
Zhou Sen and the iron-tower-like man hugged each other heavily, and their chests made a heavy banging sound, which was heart-breaking.
"You are very well informed." Zhou Sen smiled.
"Let's go have a drink!" Lu Shatou, who was not good at words, said in a dull voice.
"Does the emperor have flies?" Zhou Sen clapped his hands and laughed.
"Hahaha……"
Lu Shatou and Zhou Sen strode forward, with Du Juan following them from a distance, like a ghost.
The imperial capital was extremely prosperous at night. Lu Hutou took Zhou Sen to the most famous Sima Tower in the imperial capital. The night market in Sima Tower is famous all over the world and is a must-see for tourists from all over the world.
The two randomly found a night market stall, ordered a large bowl of pork head meat, a plate of fried peanuts and some random cold dishes, placed a large table full of them, and started drinking happily.
Du Juan did not sit down, but stood far away. Zhou Sen greeted her twice and saw that she refused to sit down, so he let her do what she wanted.
After three rounds of drinking, Lu Shatou, who was taciturn, started to talk more.
It turned out that after Lu Ax and He Hua came to the imperial capital, they spent all of He Hua's savings and entered the military academy in the imperial capital. Because Lu Ax's physical fitness was extremely good, he was valued by the academy and was trained as a strong man.
When practicing the secrets of the strong, Lu Ax did not forget to practice the "Secrets of Invincibility".
To his surprise, Lu Ax discovered that the secrets of training for strong people were similar to the "Invincible Secrets" and complemented each other's training methods. In just less than a year, Lu Ax stood out from thousands of students.
Became a leader.
Afterwards, Lu Axe got lucky and actually became a disciple of General Wu Yuan. After receiving personal guidance from General Wu Yuan, Lu Axe's strength increased rapidly. In just over two years, he was in an important position and his future was limitless.
