When all the fragments are connected by a line, the cause and effect of the event will present a three-dimensional map-like intuitiveness.

However, where the last line will lead, I am afraid, only the mapper really knows.

Although it is a little touching, prison painting is not a person who is easily carried away by emotions. Especially in the face of these old goblins who have lived for thousands of years, they can't always analyze the problem with the logic of normalcy.

For example, the otaku girl and the god of war have high hopes for her, and if they don't help, they will become a kind of expectation in the traditional sense that the son will become a dragon and the daughter will become a phoenix, blindly imposing the regrets of their lives on the next generation.

But if strong support is given, then the purpose is elusive. If nothing else, it will not be a simple matter if it is an obsession that still exists after 5,000 years.

"Lord Ghost Emperor, this matter is already known to the insiders. For specific matters, my husband and wife still need to understand it in-depth before making a decision. When Xue Yan was stunned in prison, he had already finished what the official said.

Cai Yulei sat in this position, and he was also a sensible person, so he naturally knew that he would not get a clear answer at this time. His words arrived. It's not a fair job, it belongs to the same type as the last time I drove away Baotuo, I can't see the light, where can I hope to be sure?

But the rules still have to be followed. Cai Yulei saluted the prison painting, then took out something from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

comes, and there are people who ask for help, so naturally they will not be empty-handed.

The prison painting glanced at Xue Yan, Xue Yan nodded, and she took it.

After Cai Yulei left, the prison painting opened the package.

Wrapped in orange-red silk are several land deeds.

There are 3 acres of forests on the west side of Taozhi Mountain, 3 acres at the foot of Tsukasan Mountain, 3 acres on the mountainside of Luoyu Mountain, 2 acres of landscape belt on the top of Luofu Mountain, and 1.5 acres of hot spring belt in Baoqian Mountain.

This is, cutting the ground?

"No, what does that mean?" The prison portrait shook the five title deeds in front of Xue Yan as if he were holding a hand of playing cards. "These five ghost emperors' own territory, and the title deed?"

"Nope. It should just be given to you in the form of a title deed. Probably knowing that you have a habit of being a charter wife, I scratched some land for you. Xue Yan took it and flipped it over, his smile a little sly. These five ghost emperors, are they really at the end of their rope? Even this is willing to take it out. ”

"Isn't it expensive?" In fact, prison painting is not so obsessed with money now. But don't send this to the land at hand, don't do it in vain.

"Precious. It's a pity that the guys in the underworld are all paid dead wages, and the income is not particularly high. Even if you develop a big project in these places, it's hard to sell. ”

"So what's the use of me asking for this? Do you live on your own? The prison painting wailed at this frivolous gift.

"Don't worry. If you have paid attention to these places, there are several mountains and sunshines. The realm under the jurisdiction of the Five Ghost Emperors refers to both below and above the ground. ”

Xue Yan's words aroused the interest of prison paintings.

"Go on."

"The foot of this mound mountain, the mountainside of Luoyu Mountain, the landscape belt on the top of Luofu Mountain, and the hot spring belt of Baoqian Mountain actually do not exist in the underworld. Therefore, the land carved out of these mountains refers to the yang world. It is unlikely that you will develop real estate, but the land on that side is under your jurisdiction and under your command. This is real power. ”

The father-in-law of the land in Journey to the West immediately appeared in the mind of the prison painting. Sun Wukong knocked on the ground with the Dinghai God and shouted: "The old man of the land! Then an old man came out and showed the way for Sun Wukong.

What does she want to do?

"Just say, I'll take this thing, and it's hard to return it

Can you collect protection money? ”

"Uh-huh."

Prison Painting: "......"

Sure enough, there is such a thing as routines, which can't be avoided anywhere.

"Then what's the use of this forest in Momozhi Mountain?"

"Taozhi Mountain, there is no outcrop in the sun. So this forest is in the underworld. Moreover, in this forest there is fruit. ”

Fruit? That is, there is a harvest?

Prison Painting asked a little excitedly, "What fruit?" ”

"Spirits. A ghost's favorite food. ”

Uh, what does she want this thing to do? The prison painting disliked it, but he didn't say it. From the smugness on Xue Yan's face, she could see that this thing was useful.

"In short, although these don't mean that you have the title deed and you have it, they are all good things. Take it. On the God of War's side, you still need to meet him. ”

The prison painting was originally very excited, but when he heard Xue Yan say this, he immediately drooped his head.

"What's wrong? Don't want to see it? Xue Yan touched her hair, which was supposed to be a gentle posture, but because of his current image and temperament, he became a little evil, as if he was bullying a woman from a good family.

Fortunately, the prison painting has a certain understanding of him, and automatically understands this behavior as a warm man's touching of the head, and he doesn't care about it. She sighed and said, "I don't want to see it." Originally, I just wanted to be a self-employed person with peace of mind, sell houses to make a little money, and live a comfortable life. Who knew that Daddy and Lady were so uneasy. I have to do it now, I have to do it if I don't do it, it's hard to do anything. ”

This kind of petty citizen thinking is actually very easy to understand. As a mass with limited ability, who is willing to use their net worth and life to mix in the confrontation between the big guys? If you are not careful, people will lose a little cultivation at most, and they may be played with burps, who will be responsible for their lives at that time?

Even with parents like the god of war and the otaku, prison painting does not have the consciousness of having a backer behind him. The so-called flesh-and-blood kinship, in the long history of thousands of years, how small?

The most important thing is that this child was not raised by himself. It's not even alienated, it's a stranger at all.

"Prison painting, you must know that the fate of most people cannot be twisted into history. However, we are immortals, and we can live longer than the history you have seen. One day, you look back and find that this earth-shaking war is nothing more than a childhood farce in your memory. ”

Xue Yan's words gave the prison painting considerable comfort. After all, most of the thoughts of the small citizens before the prison painting were still based on the short decades of life. If there are thousands of years of life, the changes in front of you are really not worth mentioning.

"But we have to get through this farce safely." The prison painting muttered. Judging from the current situation, she is actually a sweetheart, although she is the child of the villain, but the villain is strong enough, and even the decent character began to secretly bribe her, wanting to survive through her relationship. With the rule that history is written by the winner, she doesn't have to worry about fame.

However, the crushing strength and perverse behavior patterns of the otaku girl and the god of war made her very uneasy.

They're too elusive. Maybe people are old and have lived too long, and the way of thinking about problems is different. In order to survive, they just want a result, even if that result is not easy to understand in normal thinking.

In the process, it is difficult for her to keep herself safe.

Xue Yan took her hand, patted her shoulder and comforted, "Let's be careful." But first, you have to face them. Even if you don't go, they'll come to you. ”

This kind of comfort that puts the situation directly in front of you is really gratifying.

I know you're sad, but so what? It may be more sad in the future, so cherish the present.

This kind of words, with Xue Yan's emotional intelligence, would not normally be spoken. It's just that when he really says it, you have to be relieved.

Because, this shows that there is really no choice. The situation is not optimistic at all. Even, with a little pessimism, life can be better.

At this time, the two people in the kitchen who had been thinking about it came out, and their faces were a little embarrassed.

"I walked around and walked to the kitchen. And then I actually found out that the ancestor was also here, what a coincidence! After all, Jiang Zhuang, the king of Qin Guang, was younger, and he opened his mouth first, looking very embarrassed.

"yes, Qiao."

Bodhi Ancestor was relatively more calm, his face was silent, but the roots of his ears were a little red.

"I don't think it's a coincidence. Just now, the Eastern Ghost Emperor came, and the two of them were in the kitchen, so they didn't see it. It's a pity, it's a pity. "Prison painting just confronted Cai Yulei, and now he is too lazy to be polite with these two, so he directly ridiculed him.

The two big guys, dressed in black and white, both lowered their heads, looked at the shoes, looked at the table legs, and looked at the cracks in the tiles, but they didn't look up.

"If there's nothing important to either of you, I'll go down first. There's still something to do......"

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Zhuang, the king of Qin Guang, spoke first and stopped the footsteps of the prison painting. Seeing this, the Bodhi Ancestor on the side was obviously relieved.

The prison painting looked at Jiang Zhuang, waiting for him to speak, but his expression was very playful.

I have to say that although his temperament is a little worse, Jiang Zhuang still has a certain foundation, and his expression in the face of prison painting is still very serious, and he took out something from his sleeve after saluting.

These people don't know why, they have to take things from their sleeves. In fact, who doesn't know whether these things are hidden in the sleeve or in the void? Do you have to pretend to touch it from your sleeve, is it a mysterious ritual?

For what Jiang Zhuang took out, the eyes of the prison painting flashed.

That's one, densely packed purchase orders.

"Miss Prison, this palace is very enthusiastic about the business that Miss Prison does. And, of course, myself. Therefore, I specially ordered someone to collect a list and personally sent it to Miss Prison, hoping that Miss Prison could provide it. The price is all according to Miss Prison's request, and it will never be less than half a cent. ”

Roar, this is a bribe in disguise.

It's just that Cai Yulei has made a move on behalf of the entire underworld, what does he mean by acting on his own one by one?

Seeing the confusion of prison painting, Jiang Zhuang continued: "It's just that these things are a bit much, and Miss Prison can supply them slowly." There are some things that still need to be pre-ordered, and I'm afraid it will take a while. The price of the pre-ordered product has been increased by 20% above the previous highest price, and it will never make Miss Prison suffer. ”

Taking the two-meter-long list, the prison painting gasped. That's a lot of stuff! One year, two years...... No, I'm afraid it will take three years for her to get it all done. There are a lot of electronic products in it that have been booked for the nth version in the future, and I don't know when it will be released.

"King Qin Guang, these things you set ......"

"Miss Prison, since you have received the list, our deal is settled. There is a saying in the mortal world that the customer is God. I don't know what this God is, but I've heard that he is a very noble person. In that case, if there is a conflict, do not injure your God. ”

Prison Painting: "......"

Jiang Zhuang's routine is actually a bit childish, relying on his love for money, he wants to achieve bundled protection through this form. Prison painting can completely refuse him and not eat this set. Just think of this two-meter-long list......

Prison painting still compromised.