Wuhua very much doesn't want to be a pendant around his waist, but the shape shì is stronger than people, when he was alive, he had hands and feet, and his martial arts were strong and he couldn't turn over the palm of Yusheng, and at this time he was cremated into a round relic, and he could only be kneaded by others. However, Wuhua quickly cheered up, and compared to the previous situation in the stupa where the heavens should not be called the earth, now at least someone can communicate with them.

Although the exchange partner was very unfriendly, Master Wuhua decided to tolerate him with the broad-mindedness of an enlightened monk.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that it was not so unbearable to make a pendant.

Yusheng is also very happy, after being struck by lightning for more than a hundred years without preparation, he finally has someone to talk about, this is really a thing worth celebrating, as soon as he is in a good mood, he can't help but want to scatter his wealth.

Seeing that the steward of the wine-colored wealth and qi courtyard came in with a smile and went out crying, Wuhua fully understood their feelings, but he didn't sympathize, such a loser boss, he could bear it all by himself at the beginning, but now it is shared by four people.

"You built this wine-colored wealth village?" Habitually, Wuhua began to ask about Yusheng's new industry.

"It's not." Yusheng shook his head, "Four years ago, when I first came here, I saved the old owner who only had one breath left, but his old man directly saw through life and death, went to sea to find his old lover, and left me the wine-colored wealth village he had established. ”

"You can always save someone who is useful to you." ”

"I seem to smell sour?" Yusheng deliberately fanned his hand in front of his nose, and then threw the relics into the teacup.

The teacup is polished from transparent crystal, and the tea liquid inside is clearly visible. And the relics are also extraordinary, obviously there is some weight in the hand, but in the small teacup, which is only eight points full, it does not sink, but floats in it.

Wuhua thought that he would not be able to tolerate such a thing, but in fact, he felt an indescribable warm current circulating through his body, making him almost moan in comfort. And now he can only be born by attaching himself to the relics, where does he get his body?

Thinking of the various miracles of Yusheng, hope suddenly rose in his heart.

"What's in here...... But the ichor? "Wuhua didn't like to read scripts before, but since Yusheng used a storybook to fool Chu Liuxiang, he has also flipped through a few books, including many stories of immortals and ghosts, so after finding that he had feelings again, he intuitively thought that it was a fairy thing.

"It's not." Yusheng simply cut off his hope.

"Then why did I suddenly feel it?" Wuhua asked almost urgently.

"Naturally, it's because of my immeasurable merits, and you're stained." Yusheng said categorically, those years of getting along made him understand a little bit about Wuhua, this person is elegant on the surface, he seems to be able to stretch and shrink and do things a little unscrupulously, but his heart is extremely arrogant, and when he says this, I am afraid that he will sprinkle a large refutation.

It's good to refute, if he doesn't refute, how can he let go of bullying him and let him be a cow and a horse for himself again. Yusheng was triumphant about his plan.

This time, Yusheng made a mistake.

Wuhua would be dismissive of the gods and ghosts before, but he didn't respect the Buddha even when he was in Buddhism, and even regarded himself as the Buddha, how conceited and arrogant. But now, he had seen Yusheng disappear without a trace by lightning, and after his death, he was even possessed by a relic, although the days in the relics pagoda almost drove him crazy, so that he greeted all the gods and Buddhas again and did not get any retribution, but he believed in the merits that Yusheng had talked about.

"I can't repay this favor......

"Then take your own ...... It is good to make a promise with relics. Yusheng naturally took what Wuhua had not yet spoken.

Master Wuhua, who was still bathing in the teacup, sighed and vividly interpreted the image of a person who endured humiliation and was committed to perfection, fully satisfying Yusheng's vanity of bullying the weak.

Yusheng: It's good to be able to live a life without using your brains again.

Wuhua: It's still so easy to fool, it seems that merit and wisdom have nothing to do with each other.

No matter what the two people with ghosts think, they have regained their original feelings, but this time Yusheng can't be the shopkeeper.

Just when Wuhua was about to get back into the hands of Yusheng and start learning about Yusheng's new industry, a man in black came outside to report, "The owner of Qiqi Village, his subordinates are incompetent, and they failed to catch the thief who stole things." ”

Only then did Yusheng remember the incident that made him angry before, "Can you find out the identity of the thief?" ”

"It's the king of stealing kings." The man in black opened his mouth one by one, "He has met with Lu Xiaofeng, and he is rushing towards the village with the seventh son of the Hua family." ”

"Lu Xiaofeng? The one who smashed the Elysium a while ago? "Yusheng went to sea a while ago, but as soon as he came back, he heard that the old opponent of the wine-colored and wealthy village, the Bliss Building, who was particularly good at pretending to be a ghost, was sealed, and among them, the most showy was Lu Xiaofeng, who claimed to have four eyebrows.

"Exactly."

"That's interesting." Yusheng glanced at the relics and said in a low voice, "Then wait for him to come over and see what flowers he can say." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in black had disappeared.

"The Seventh Prince of the Hua Family?" The voice of the flowerless sounded again.

"The seven children of the flower family are full of flowers, are they ripe?" Yusheng didn't sell Guan Zi and gave the answer directly.

"Is it really Seven Children?" Wuhua came to the spirit, it was his first student, and he had the high hopes that Wuhua placed on him. He still remembered Chu Liuxiang's sadness when he guessed that Yuan Suiyun was the bat boy, and what would Hua Manlou, who he thought had the potential to be inferior to Yuan Suiyun, grow into now?

When I think of this, the excitement of Muhua is indescribable.

"Probably, if you lose it and find it back, it's the only one that is full of flowers." Yusheng was not interested.

"You haven't met him yet?" Now, it's Wuhua's turn to be surprised. In his impression, Yusheng was very good to Hua Manlou, otherwise he would not want to take him as an apprentice, and planned to leave the family business to him. And Hua Manlou is obviously also dependent on Yusheng, Wuhua believes that even if it is a hundred years apart, Hua Manlou will not refuse Yusheng. But now it is Yusheng who refuses to meet Hua Manlou, what is going on here?

"Huh." Yusheng simply cut off communication with Wuhua.

Yusheng has been here for four years, and although Hua Manlou is not famous, as the seventh son of the Jiangnan Hua family, as long as he has the heart to inquire, he is not unable to inquire. As a businessman, Yusheng is no longer the young rookie when he first rescued Ji Bingyan, and he naturally found out about the situation in the richest man in Jiangnan's family, so he knew that when Hua Manlou was actually older than Wuhua thought. Or, from the beginning, he knew that he would meet Hua Manlou here.

Yusheng is not a person who likes to regret what he has done, he gave away his abacus beads, and he was prepared in his heart that Hua Manlou would reduce a lot of merit if he regained his sight. But what he miscalculated was that in Hua Manlou's heart, it may be important to see the light again, but on Chinese New Year's Eve, when the family reunited and kept vigil together, he missed his family even more.

Later, Yusheng, who guessed what Hua Manlou had made a wish, was actually envious of him, but unfortunately, this method was useless to him, so he could only silently wish Xiao Qitong to reunite with his family in his heart, and then put aside this matter and continued to spur Wuhua to work hard to expand the industry. If things only develop like this, then Hua Manlou will soon become a silhouette in his memory, and then slowly disappear, but he took away the abacus that Yusheng gave him at the beginning, and the jade abacus is no longer complete, and when Yusheng didn't think of a solution, a thunderbolt struck, and it was a hundred years later in a blink of an eye.

At that time, Yusheng, who had become the richest man in the northwest, once again experienced the situation of starting from scratch without relatives, looking at the jade abacus that had become innocent again, Yusheng's mood was really indescribable. The people he knew were buried under the loess, and he had to start all over again. He said very simply, but how could it be so simple in reality. It took him more than three years to control the wine and wealth, and he followed those unknown clues to find the mound that Ji Bingyan had erected for himself, and then moved the golden boy out and put it in the secret room that he was looking for......

For a moment, Yusheng really doubted the matter of karma.

Of course, it was only for a moment, and Wuhua, who was forced to chatter, kept chattering, so that Yusheng couldn't think of anything else at all.

It's full of flowers......

Yusheng let out a long sigh, glanced at the jade abacus that was missing an abacus with a bead a little melancholy, and decided to see the move when the time came.

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Since they had the purpose of resolving grievances, this time the three of them naturally did not do the deeds of the gentlemen on the beam, but honestly walked through the main gate, wanting to visit the master. It's a pity that before he got Yusheng's new instructions, Sikong Xingxing was still a thief that everyone shouted and beaten, and there was no room for speech.

Facing the black-clothed people who rushed up, Lu Xiaofeng sighed helplessly, his body shuttled through it quickly, and the Lingxi finger was exerted to the extreme, and with the flowing clouds and flying sleeves that were full of flowers, it was hard to make the more than ten people stay in place.

However, this did not end there, Hua Manlou's ears moved slightly, and he heard the sound of arrow strings being full, and the number of them made people's scalps tingle. One can imagine how dense and violent the attacks they would be upon once they left their bows. At that moment, Hua Manlou no longer hesitated, folded the fan, stood in place, and said loudly: "Please also report, Hua Manlou asks to see the owner of the wine-colored wealth village." ”

The name Hua Manlou has a bit of a poetic flavor, but the meaning behind it cannot be underestimated. The person in charge of guarding the courtyard frowned, and before he could say anything, he saw the three guys who were still very lively just now falling to the ground softly.

The black-clothed man who had reported to Yusheng appeared not far away, and with a wave of his hand, someone took the initiative to step forward and carry down the three people who had fainted on the ground.

"I heard that it was the son of the Jiangnan Hua family......" someone hesitated.

"That's what the owner meant." The man in black did not move, "Even if you are a son of a playmaker, there is no reason to meddle in other people's affairs." That's what meddling ends. ”

By the time Yusheng found out about this, Lu Hua Sikong and the three of them had been locked up all night.

"When did I say I was going to arrest them?" Yusheng looked at the man in black who claimed to follow his orders and frowned.

"When I reported that the owner of the village was also among them, the owner of the village did not give special instructions, and his subordinates thought that the owner wanted to teach him a lesson." The man in black replied respectfully.

In this regard, Yusheng could only wave his hand to make people retreat, out of sight and out of mind.

"He doesn't seem to have any respect for you?" The relics hanging under the jade abacus have no flower arrangement.

"If it weren't for me, he would probably be the next owner of this wine-colored and wealthy village." Yusheng is not surprised by this, he doesn't care so much whether his subordinates are loyal to him or not, and whether it is good or not is the only criterion for him to employ people. If it weren't for this, Wuhua wouldn't have been like a fish in water under him back then.

"What's next?" Wuhua silently kept this matter in her heart and asked.

"What can I do, teach me a lesson and then let it go." Yusheng fiddled with the abacus, a little absent-minded. "The Hua family has a big business, I can't afford to provoke it."

"You don't want to see Seven Children?" The last time he talked about this issue, Wuhua vaguely felt this way, and this time he confirmed it.

"Trouble!" That being said, Yusheng walked towards the secret room where the three of them were kept.