"Well, that's the money junkie." The smile on her lips deepened.

Ning Lang, the only son of the lord of Ningcheng, is fond of money, and he is extremely slammed, in addition to being a miser, his means of making money are also extraordinary, it is said that he picked up a gold abacus when he was one year old, and two gold ingots, when he was five years old, he already knew that he wanted to make money, and at the age of eight he had already helped his father come up with ideas behind the scenes, so to speak, the prosperity of Ningcheng is inseparable from this money-hungry Ning Lang.

"You want to send that money fan to the Hell Mountains? You don't have to think about it, he only cares about how to make money all day long, and he won't be interested in going to the Hell Mountains and that. Duan Ye waved his hand and said, he didn't expect Feng Jiu to come here to find that wealth fan.

"How so? There are a lot of valuable things in the Hell Mountains, and as long as he loves money, he won't refuse our invitation. Her eyes twinkled slightly, and a little smile twinkled in her eyes.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Duan Ye stopped talking: "You'll know when you see him, what do you say about him!" Don't let go of any opportunity to make money, but at the same time he is also very sorry for his life, as he said, you have to enjoy the money you make, so he doesn't want to do dangerous things, so as not to accidentally lose his life, and the money can't be spent when people die, it's too miserable. ”

Hearing this, Feng Jiu chuckled: "It's an interesting person, let's go!" She walked forward, Swallow Cloud following at her feet.

Seeing this, Duan Ye followed the doll with a bit of helplessness on his face.

"Since you're looking for him, let's go directly to the City Lord's Mansion to visit! He might be at home. Duan Ye said, found someone and asked for the next way, and then went to the City Lord's Mansion with Feng Jiu.

"Who?" The guards of the City Lord's Mansion stopped the two and asked.

"I want to see you young city lord, you go in and spread the word, and say that Duan Ye is looking for him." Duan Ye, who had a baby face, stood with his hands in his hands, wearing a purple robe, and he was noble.

Seeing this, the guards looked at each other and said, "Wait a minute." So one of them quickly went in and spread the word.

In the city lord's mansion, in the study, a young man who was settling accounts crackled with a golden abacus and counted, and at this time, the voice of a waiter came from outside the door.

"Young master, there are two people outside, one of them said that it was called Duan Ye, and he came to find the young master."

"Duan Ye?" The young man who was settling the account paused slightly, and looked up in surprise: "Why did he come here?" ”

"Young Master, do you want to see them or let them go?" The boy outside asked.

"Invite them into the antechamber, and I'll be there in a moment."

"Yes." The boy answered and went out to report.

Outside, Feng Jiu and Duan Ye were invited into the City Lord's Mansion and taken to the front hall, led by an old man, according to his self-introduction, he was the housekeeper of the Ning family.

"Hehehe, the two sons, please have a cup of tea and eat a few snacks first, my young master will come over soon." The old man said with a smile, and after having tea and snacks, he withdrew and waited outside the hall.

Feng Jiu looked at this Ning Mansion and couldn't help but sigh: "From the inside to the outside, it is splendid, no matter how you look at it, there is a trench word, what a rich man!" ”

Here, from the beginning of entering the city gate, whether it is the bricks on the ground or the wall, the construction of pavilions and pavilions, can almost be said to be glittering, luxurious to the extreme, it is simply the royal palace and here can not be compared.