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How's Miao Lan?

In Zhou Sen's view, Miaolan is a strange woman, not only versatile, but also has thoughts that ordinary people do not have, which is very rare in the era of agricultural civilization.

Thinking of Miaolan, Zhou Sen's face couldn't help but feel a fever, this time, is there a chance to continue the frontier?

There is definitely no chance......

Immediately, a wry smile appeared on Zhou Sen's face, he thought of Ming Xian Mingkong and even a twin nun, if nothing else, they should be waiting for him in Wanhualou at this time.

Thinking of those two nuns who always looked sneaky, Zhou Sen had a big brain.

Because of the amnesia, there are not a lot of things about the two nuns in Zhou Sen's memory fragments, but Zhou Sen can't connect those broken memories, and he still can't determine the specific relationship between the two nuns.

Could it really be his two wives?

Zhou Sen subconsciously shook his head, and his intuition told him that Ming Xian Mingkong should not be his wife, because his fiancée was Jian Fan, the daughter of Jian Qianjun, the owner of Wanhualou.

As for why his wife is Jian Fan, Zhou Sen can't say what the reason is, and this has nothing to do with amnesia, but because of the memory of the identity of the first bandit in the interstellar world, every time he thinks of Jian Fan, Zhou Sen will think of the word "marriage contract" in his brain, which shows that his identity as an interstellar bandit is a marriage contract between Jian Fan.

Zhou Sen didn't know anything about what he had done on this planet as the number one bandit in the interstellar world, because, according to the current clues, he came to this planet without much fanfare, rarely low-key, and the circle he came into contact with was also very small.

Zhou Sen guessed that when he arrived on this planet as an interstellar bandit, he only stayed for a short time.

What was the purpose of coming to this planet as an interstellar bandit?

Is it a doppelganger of the Awakened?

Or the identity of an evangelist......

……

The two twin sisters naturally didn't expect that Zhou Sen was piecing together those broken memories, although many fragments were incoherent, but with Zhou Sen's IQ who had comprehended the realm of "Wisdom Heart", it was easy to draw some results by drawing inferences, after all, he did not completely lose his memory.

In this patchwork, Zhou Sen found that the girl who appeared the most was actually "Shen Huimin", followed by Jiutian Xuannu and Jian Fan, and in fact, Zhou Sen had no specific impression of these girls......

……

While strolling through the street, I was thinking nonsense, and soon, I arrived at Wanhualou.

At this time, night had fallen in the imperial capital.

The Wanhualou of the weather is still towering and towering, far away in hundreds of zhang, you can see the splendid pavilions and pavilions.

When there were still a hundred zhang away from Wanhualou, some luxurious carriages were parked on both sides of the street, and some horsemen in exquisite uniforms gathered together to play the mountain.

Arrived at the door of Wanhualou.

Looking at the two rows of black-clothed men on both sides of Wanhualou like iron towers, Zhou Sen couldn't help but be stunned, the memory in the depths of his brain revived, and he vaguely remembered that Wanhualou was not so strict.

Perhaps, the times have changed, and the management of this Wanhualou has also changed.

Thinking of this, Zhou Sen was relieved, after all, the last time he came to Wanhualou, he came as Zhou Sen, the number one bandit in the interstellar world, and his current memory is the scientist Zhou Sen, he doesn't remember any entanglement with this Wanhualou back then.

Suddenly, Zhou Sen thought of a question, Wanhualou does not entertain female guests.

Looking at this situation, it is impossible for Ming Xian and Mingkong to sneak into Wanhualou, so where will they wait for him?

Zhou Sen, who was originally about to enter Wanhua Tower, hesitated for a moment, raised his eyes to look around, and there was no bright and empty figure.

Perhaps, they have a way to enter Wanhualou.

"This son, do you have any acquaintances?" A big man in black with a cold face saw Zhou Sen standing at the door and wandered back, strode up to Zhou Sen and asked.

"Miaolan." Zhou Sen blurted out.

"Miaolan?" Dahan was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Questions?" Zhou Sen said.

"Please!"

The man in black looked at Zhou Sen's back and walked into Wanhualou, he was in a daze, he originally planned to ask about the identity of this young man, but between the gestures of this young man, he had a bearing and majesty, which made him dispel his thoughts, when Zhou Sen entered Wanhualou, the man in black still looked sluggish, obviously, he himself couldn't figure out why he was taken by a scholar.

The current Zhou Sen is not the Zhou Sen who used to hide like a lost dog, not only crawling on the rivers and lakes and licking the blood with a knife, but also fighting in the sea of corpses and blood in Wuchao City, and the original anger has increased the daunting aura of the strong.

After entering Wanhua Building, there was a very beautiful bustard who immediately received Zhou Sen.

The old bustard of Wanhualou is not comparable to other Qinglou owners, not only has extremely high requirements for observing words and colors, but also has extremely high requirements for appearance.

Moreover, Wanhualou is different from other green buildings in that there are dozens of bustards, each with its own customer group.

In fact, many of the bustards are good girls in Wanhualou, not only well-educated, but also more familiar with the minds of guests.

"The child's eyes are born, not like the people of the imperial capital, I don't know if there are any familiar girls?" The old bustard took Zhou Sen to a large golden living room.

This living room is extremely luxurious, with a blue circular dome, and there is no oil lamp on the top, but it is dotted with countless power stones, like countless stars, among them, there are actually several superb energy stones dotted among them.

Although the living room is huge, it is extraordinary everywhere.

Between the tables and chairs, there are some four treasures of the study, some literati and ink writers are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, behind a faint curtain, there is a graceful woman playing the guzheng, the melodious music is like a slow flowing water, which makes people fascinated......

Delicate silver candlesticks, beautifully carved 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 and small local space in the huge hall.

Of course, it's the people who make people shine.

In Wanhualou, even the maid who serves tea and pours water can be described as the natural fragrance of the country of sinking fish and falling geese.

In the hall, there are dozens of tables and chairs, all of which are waiting for guests, judging from the luxurious clothes and untouchable expressions of the guests, all of them are rich or high-ranking officials.

There are many people waiting, but the environment is not noisy, and the lingering mist and the aroma of tea give people the illusion of being quiet in the middle of nowhere.

Of course, this hall is not only for waiting, but also for many people to spend time in the hall, which is an important social place in itself, and some literati and artists also like to dance and ink here.

"I ...... I'm looking for Du ...... Find Miaolan. Zhou Sen said Miaolan's name by mistake.

"Oh, Childe, I'm sorry, Miaolan has a guest today, why don't you ......"

"Go tell her that Zhou Sen is here." Zhou Sen took out an ordinary demon core and threw it on the coffee table, and said.

"This ...... This is really embarrassing for the slave family......" The old bustard swallowed his saliva, and a pair of greedy eyes stared at the demon core on the coffee table, this demon core, but hard currency, is worth at least 10,000 imperial coins.

"Go ahead!" Zhou Sen threw two more ordinary demon cores.

"Ah......" the old bustard looked dumbfounded.

The old bustards in Wanhualou have all seen the world, and they have also seen many high-rollers who spend a lot of money, but it is the first time that someone like Zhou Sen who rewards demon cores at every turn.

In the Han Empire, imperial coins were legal tender, and precious metals such as gold and silver could also be used as currency, but more often as a store of value.

The demon core is a relatively special commodity, in addition to the superpower who need the demon core to cultivate, in the world, there will also be many rich people who buy the demon core for decoration and lighting.

If an ordinary family has a power stone for lighting, it means that there is no need to buy candles and lamp oil for the rest of their lives, but the value of the most inferior power stone is more than 2,000, and poor families dare not think about it.

Most of the ordinary demon cores in the Dark Forest are sold to the imperial capital of the imperial city.

Zhou Sen's three demon cores, also known as power stones, are in good condition, and their value in the imperial capital is at least 30,000 imperial coins, which is undoubtedly a huge temptation for an old bustard.

"Really...... I really can't do it......" A wry smile appeared on the corner of the old bustard's mouth, with her many years of experience in the industry, she had long known that money was not so easy to earn. In fact, what the bustards are most afraid of is to meet the high rollers who don't take the money properly, and often, the requirements of such people are difficult to meet.

"It doesn't matter if Miaolan sees it or not, you just need to tell her that Zhou Sen is here."

"Tell her you're here, and these three power stones are mine?" The old bustard looked incredulous.

"Yes." Zhou Sen picked up the teacup and took a shallow taste.

"Childe, wait a minute." The old bustard restrained his excitement and said happily.

"Go ahead."

……

Miao Lan was wearing a long green dress, a pair of white soft wattles were fiddling with the tea set, and opposite her, sat a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes, not angry and arrogant.

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, quietly admiring Miaolan's light tea-making technique, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes.

The inside of the room is quaint.

Subtle and elegant, with the spiritual connotation of the Han people, embellished with the four treasures of the study, calligraphy, painting, porcelain, etc.; The garden outside the window is full of poetry and picturesqueness under the bright moonlight, with mountains, stones, bamboos and trees, and flowing water and winding bridges to express the elegant and ethereal literati feelings.

The water in the charcoal stove was boiling, and Miao Lan was cleaning the tea set, washing the tea, and her movements were smooth but meticulous, and the concentration was fascinating.

"It's time for you to go back." Miao Lan pours tea for a middle-aged man.

"Why do you urge me to leave every time you come?" The middle-aged man frowned.

"The slave family is a ruined flower and a willow, and it is not worth your time here." Miao Lan said.

"I love staying here." The middle-aged man took a sip of tea.

Miaolan didn't speak, just drank tea quietly, and occasionally poured tea, and the middle-aged man seemed to be accustomed to Miaolan's quietness, and also drank tea quietly, and the room seemed extremely quiet and peaceful.

"When can I stay overnight?" After a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly asked.

"Anytime." Miao Lan smiled.

"You know what I mean." The middle-aged man showed a hint of displeasure, and his frowning brow was full of supreme majesty, which was daunting.

"In this world, how many people can refuse you, if you want to stay, stay is, why do I need to say anything to stay?" Miao Lan sighed.

"It is precisely because no one in the world can refuse me, so I hope that the person I like can take the initiative to keep me."

"Although the slave family has already lost the body of the broken flowers and willows, when the slave family came to this Wanhualou, they had already made up their minds to sell their art and not sell their bodies."

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 oppressive and heavy......

Zhou Sen sat in the hall bored and began to observe the pattern of Wanhualou.

Back then, Zhou Sen was still young when he came to Wanhualou, and his visual angle was completely different, basically attracted by some novel gadgets, but now, it is very different.

Zhou Sen found that the area of Wanhualou is very large, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as magnificent and majestic, around this hall, there are countless corridors separated by plants or pearl and jade curtains, and the doors and windows are withered flowers and painted gold, which is extremely luxurious.

If you are not familiar with this place, it is estimated that you will not be able to distinguish between the southeast and northwest Chengdu for the first time.

Just when Zhou Sen was bored observing the surroundings of the hall, suddenly, not far from the side of the book there was a burst of applause and applause, Zhou Sen followed the prestige, only to see a middle-aged Confucian with a brush in his hand, a look of complacency, and the people around him, their eyes fell on the book.

At this time, many guests around got up to watch, obviously, the middle-aged Confucian should have a certain influence on calligraphy and painting.

Zhou Sen did not pass, although he is a master of this way, but because he has long lost interest after engaging in scientific research, the last time he participated in the flower party was forced by the situation to coincide.

Little by little, time passed.

It was as if the bustard had vanished into thin air.

Just when Zhou Sen was a little impetuous, suddenly, a girl wearing a goose short skirt, a graceful figure, and a beautiful flower walked into the gate.

The girl didn't seem to encounter the interrogation of a group of big men outside, but actually went straight into the living room, and walked towards the corridors inside, without the slightest pause.

Jian Fan!

Zhou Sen's body was shocked, it was the first time he saw this face, but he was sure that this person was Jian Fan.

For a long time, it has been difficult for Zhou Sen to meet Jian Fan, he never thought that Jian Fan would appear here, after all, this is Wanhualou.

Why is Jian Fan here?

Just as Zhou Sen was thinking, Jian Fan had disappeared behind a curtain of beads and never came out again.

Seeing Jian Fan, who evoked the memory of the gangster Zhou Sen, Zhou Sen inexplicably rose a trace of melancholy, let out a long sigh, put down the teacup, replaced the crystal wine glass, picked up a few small wine jugs, poured himself a drink, and drank stuffy wine.

In this Wanhualou, in addition to tea and pastries, there are also some wines to help the fun.

Of course, spirits are not allowed to appear in Wanhualou, no one knows the specific reason, it is estimated that they are afraid that the guests will drink and make trouble, spoil the scenery, and destroy Yaxing.

"Why is Childe depressed?" A young girl walked over slowly, brushed away a fragrant breeze, and drank wine for Zhou Sen.

"See the old man." Zhou Sen glanced up at the girl and said.

"If you see it, why don't you say hello?" The girl eats and laughs, and her cheeks show deep dimples, which makes people's hearts pound.

"Girl, I want to sit alone, you are busy with your work."

"Hey, the child's eyebrows are depressed, and his heart is heavy, it seems that the non-slave family can resolve it." The girl was not entangled like other Qinglou women, sighed softly, and slowly retreated.

The girl of Wanhualou is really extraordinary, between advance and retreat, polite and courteous, pampered and not surprised, which makes people feel good.

Zhou Sen secretly admired.

After sitting for a while, suddenly, a middle-aged man with a long beard walked up to Zhou Sen, bowed and saluted, with a convincing solemnity between his eyebrows.

"Yaya said that the son was worried and depressed, and the poor Daote came to take a look, and it was so." The long-bearded middle-aged man 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 fortune teller?" Zhou Sen smiled.

Childe smiled, although Poor Dao called himself Poor Dao, he was not a Taoist, but he was used to such a mantra...... Maybe...... Perhaps, Poor Dao wants to make others trust more. The long-bearded middle-aged man still bowed down, and his expression of pampering and humiliation gave people a contradictory feeling of humility and respect.

"You are also upright, good, anyway, you are idle, say more good things to listen, and you will naturally reward you heavily." Zhou Sen laughed.

"There is still something to do in the poor road, and the son is slow to use." After hearing what Zhou Sen said, the long-bearded middle-aged man suddenly showed a trace of anger on his face, his body that was bowed slightly straightened, and after he gave his hand, he turned around and left.

"Stop." Zhou Sen smiled slightly.

"Since the son doesn't believe in the poor way, why should the poor way humiliate himself." The long-bearded middle-aged man turned to look at Zhou Sen, and in that deep gaze, there was actually a bit of heroism.

"Hehe, your psychological research on people is quite profound." Zhou Sen smiled and motioned for the middle-aged man with a long beard to sit down.

"Childe misunderstood, the poor road has been in this Wanhualou for some time, I don't know how many guests to solve problems, never thought of acting against the sky for money, this Wanhualou is a regular customer, it is obvious to all." The middle-aged man with a long beard did not sit down, still looking humble but reserved and contradictory.

"Fortune telling is acting against the sky?"

"Fortune-telling is the disclosure of heavenly secrets, and it is to suffer retribution."

"In this way, the two of us make a bet, I will sit here, don't say anything, if you can calculate my fate, I will naturally reward you heavily."

"Poor Dao said, not for money!" The middle-aged man had an angry look on his face.

"Haha, okay, then you calculate yourself first, if you don't tell my fortune, what will be the consequences?" Zhou Sen laughed and stood up.

"Donor, why do you deceive people too much?" When the middle-aged man saw Zhou Sen stand up, his heart sank.

"You found me, and then chirped a lot of crookedly, pretending to be mysterious, step by step, so that I was curious, and wanted to know my fate, now, I have curiosity, but you want to leave, who deceived people too much?!" Zhou Sen's eyes were like knives, staring at the middle-aged man.

"Okay." The middle-aged man was seen through by Zhou Sen, and his face was suddenly depressed, and his mouth was chattering, and his ten slender fingers kept pinching some complicated gestures.

"Ah......" The middle-aged man suddenly stepped back again and again, knocked down a bonsai, and then sat on the ground with a butt, looking at Zhou Sen with a pair of eyes, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

"Say." A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth.

"You...... You...... You...... Who are you? The middle-aged man asked with a trembling body.

"I am who I am." Zhou Sen found that many people noticed the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, and sat down slowly in order to avoid attracting the attention of others.

The middle-aged man with the long beard seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly stood up to tidy up his clothes, pretending to be fine, but if you look closely, you will find that there is still a look of horror in his eyes.

"Childe, I have no grievances with you, please don't hurt me." The middle-aged man with a long beard restrained the fear in his heart and walked in front of Zhou Sen respectfully.

"Are you sure I'll kill you if you don't answer me?" Zhou Sen was stunned, he only scared the swaggering fortune teller, but he didn't think about killing anyone.

"Nope." The middle-aged man shook his head, "You won't kill me, but my fortune today is that I have a relationship with Childe." ”

"Hehe, that's unheard of." Zhou Sen saw that there were still people around him who noticed them, and motioned for the middle-aged man to sit down.

"Life and death in the poor way, between the thoughts of the son." 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 find something.

"Why are you restless?" Zhou Sen noticed that the middle-aged man's expression was uncertain.

"Poor Dao just made a divination, and found that he was in the eye of trouble, his life was hanging by a thread, and he couldn't extricate himself or save himself, so he was restless, but he didn't know how to resolve it." The middle-aged man's expression was abrupt, looking around.

"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, you can't avoid it, and if it comes, you will be safe." A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth, since the middle-aged man was pretending to be a ghost.

"Okay, okay, just calculate a hexagram for the son."

The middle-aged man doesn't use any tools for divination, but just keeps using his fingers to calculate, the technique is complicated, and the speed is extremely fast.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhou Sen, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Say it." Zhou Sen said.

"As I expected, Childe is where the evil eye of the poor road lies...... Odd...... Gongzi harms Tai Sui in the passing year, the fortune is blocked, there are many fierce stars in the palace this year, and there is no auspicious star to resolve, the fortune of the passing year is uneven, there will be many obstacles, and there are villains as obstructions, which are depressed...... However, Childe always turns evil into good fortune...... Wrong...... This destiny does not match ......"

The fingering in the hands of the middle-aged man is getting more and more ancient and complex, and the speed is getting faster and faster......

"Poof......

The middle-aged man reluctantly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his flying fingering came to an abrupt end.

"How?" Zhou Sen looked at the middle-aged man with a playful expression.

Blood overflowed from the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth, a pair of godless eyes looked at Zhou Sen, nodded for a while, shook his head for a while, and the fingering that had stopped moved again, looking at the distorted and painful expression, it should be forcibly calculated.

Looking at the middle-aged man's tormented expression, Zhou Sen had to sigh at the dedication of this fortune teller, even if it was a fraud, it was like the real thing.

"I have to go."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body shook, and he stood up with a long face, looking anxious, and hurriedly walked out.

With a "bang", he just took a few steps. The middle-aged man hit his head on a tall and majestic body, and when the middle-aged man looked up, he suddenly looked horrified, and collapsed to the ground.

The tall and majestic man was the man in Miao Lan's room, and behind him, stood the shivering old bustard and the anxious Miao Lan.

The tall and majestic man looked coldly at the long-bearded man who was paralyzed on the ground, and the long-bearded man was excited, and hurriedly climbed back to the chair beside Zhou Sen and sat down, lowering his head and crying bitterly. Thousands of calculations, it's still a step too late.

"Are you Zhou Sen?" The tall and majestic man's gaze fell on Zhou Sen like lightning.

"Miaolan, okay?" Zhou Sen ignored the tall and majestic man, and his eyes fell on Miaolan.

"The concubine is in good shape." Miao Lan was slightly blessed.

"This time, I passed through the imperial capital, and I came to visit, and I want to renew my relationship with Miaolan." Zhou Sen got straight to the point.

"The concubine has been looking forward to it for a long time, but it's ......" Miaolan's face showed a flush, and she glanced at the majestic man in front of her, and there was a trace of helplessness in her eyes.

"Is that him?" Zhou Sen's gaze finally fell on the majestic man.

"It's me!" The majestic man was ignored by Zhou Sen, and laughed angrily.

"Look at the elder brother's eyebrows and Yu Yingting, the instrument is lofty, between gestures, he has his own prestige and noble status, he must often go in and out of this land of fireworks, and he will definitely not raise troops for a woman in the dust and give people a handle. And someone Zhou, who has admired Miaolan for a long time, has come all the way to the distance, farewell, the meeting is far away, here, someone Zhou has a reluctant request, I hope that Brother Tai can fulfill Zhou and Miaolan, and someone Zhou will have a good reward! Zhou Sen arched his hand, with a sincere face.

"Hehe, do you think I'm going to let you?" The majestic man sneered.

"Brother Tai is wrong, Zhou is just respecting you, not asking for your opinion." Ben was slightly bowed and slowly straightened his chest, with a long robe on his body, automatic without wind, and a pair of deep eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"You're threatening me?" The majestic man laughed.

"No, it's you who threaten someone Zhou!" Zhou Sen was stunned word by word.

"What do you mean by that?" The majestic man was stunned.

"Since Miaolan came out to see someone Zhou, it is enough to show that he is willing to accompany someone Zhou." Zhou Sen was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hehe, do you know the consequences?" The majestic man was exposed by Zhou Sen in public, and he was immediately angry and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Brother Tai seems to lack patience with women, and he doesn't know how to respect her, how can he win a smile with such a mind?" Zhou Sen said.

"You're preaching?"

"Don't dare!"

The two of them were sharp-witted, hiding murderous intentions, and there was a suffocating atmosphere in the air.

At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and many people were whispering around. In Wanhualou, jealousy is often staged, but it is extremely rare to have a-for-tat confrontation in the hall, after all, come to this Wanhualou, looking for a happy, if you fight, it will only increase the laughing stock.

"You're a Heavenly Machine Daoist?" The majestic man suddenly asked the long-bearded middle-aged man sitting in a chair with his head bowed.

"It's the poor road." The long-bearded middle-aged man's body trembled, and he hurriedly stood up to salute, but he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the majestic middle-aged man.

"I've admired the daimyo for a long time! I heard that you are familiar with astronomy, geography, iron mouth and copper teeth, and you are not bad at measuring words and hexagrams, but now, can you calculate a hexagram for me? The majestic middle-aged man said.

"Poor people don't dare." The Heavenly Machine Dao Leader still lowered his head.

"Hehe, okay, then you can count him on." The majestic man chuckled, not caring.

"The poor road has been settled." The Heavenly Machine Dao Chief said with a sad face.

"Forget it! Let's listen to it and see if he has good luck today. The majestic man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered.

"It's good not to say it." The waist of the Heavenly Machine Daoist bent more and more, and his face was humble, 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 turbulent tone was full of unquestionable majesty.

"Poor Dao doesn't want to die." The Heavenly Machine Dao Leader lamented in a low voice.

"I don't want you to die, in the world, who dares to want you to die!" The majestic man snorted coldly, and between his thoughts, a momentum of dominating the world was undoubtedly revealed.

"Him." The Heavenly Machine Dao Master glanced at Zhou Sen resignedly.

"Hahaha, let's say it, someone Zhou will spare your life." Zhou Sen couldn't help but be happy when he saw the cautious expression of the Daoist of the Heavenly Machine, and said casually.

"Really?" Heavenly Opportunity Dao is overjoyed.

"Seriously!" Zhou Sen suddenly had a wonderful feeling, and at this time, he realized that this fake Taoist was not joking.

"Say it!" The majestic man's eyes showed a hint of impatience and urged.

"Yes, yes...... This...... This son...... The fate is strange and uncertain, going against the sky, and the poor road can't see through it, but from the treacherous changes, the poor road calculates that the son is in the middle of the disaster, and the fortune and fortune are amazingly polarized, and those who are close to others have only two fates......"

"Those two?" The majestic middle-aged man asked curiously.

"One is to die unexpectedly, and to be destroyed in form and spirit; The other is the deep fortune...... The secret of heaven cannot be revealed...... Heaven cannot be divulged......"

The Heavenly Machine Dao Master suddenly shut up and looked at Zhou Sen's eyes with a bright glow.

"Why didn't you say it?" The majestic man did not look good.

"It's good not to say it." The Heavenly Machine Dao Master finally raised his head, looked at the majestic man with a pair of eyes, and let out a long sigh.

"What will happen when you say that?" The majestic man snorted coldly.

"Corpses are strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood are flowing!" The Heavenly Machine Dao Leader had a look of compassion on his face.

"Corpses are all over the field, and blood is flowing like a river...... The majestic man looked on one side, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, his eyes fell on Zhou Sen, revealing a look of surprise, and asked, "Are you Zhou Sen?" ”

"I'm Zhou Sen." Zhou Sen said.

"Zhou Sen of Wuchao City?"

"Yes!"

"Good, good, it's better to meet than to be famous, good!"

The majestic man suddenly let out a hearty laugh, and even said a few "yes", and then strode away with his hands in his hands, just as he left, in the hall, more than a dozen strong men stood up at the same time, all glanced at Zhou Sen, and followed the majestic man in a hurry.

"Finally gone." Seeing that the majestic man was gone, the Heavenly Machine Dao Chief wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"You know him?" Zhou Sen asked.

"The heavenly machine must not be leaked, the heavenly machine must not be leaked...... "The Heavenly Machine Daoist shook his head again and again, and immediately, he looked at Zhou Sen in a daze, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"What's wrong again?" Zhou Sen smiled.

"There are countless poor people, ordinary people, high-ranking officials in temples, heroes in the rivers and lakes, and overseas scattered immortals...... If you don't have the eyes of the poor way, why can't you see through your life...... Every time I go deeper, I see ...... Seeing ......" Tianji Dao Chief was calculating, and as he spoke, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, shocking.

"See what?" Zhou Sen found that this fake Taoist priest seemed to be really capable, and he was not swindling.

"The world is changing, the way of heaven dictates, how can you, a false Taoist, see through it." In Zhou Sen's eyes, there was endless vicissitudes. For Zhou Sen, he never believed in fate, all along, Zhou Sen was against God, and since he was thrown into Mogan Prison, he has gone against the sky.

"Childe...... Poor ......"

"Zhou Gongzi, this beautiful day, don't waste your time on this swaggering Taoist priest." Miao Lan, who was standing quietly on the side, flushed shyly.

"Haha, Miaolan is right, **A moment is worth a thousand gold!"

Zhou Sen laughed, stood up, picked up Miaolan by the waist, and walked away under dozens of pairs of dull eyes. Zhou Sen naturally didn't know that although Miaolan had only been in Wanhualou for two years, her versatility had already shocked the capital.

Everyone knows that Miaolan is just selling her art and not her body, and people can't imagine that today Miaolan will throw herself into her arms without scruples in front of the public.

When Zhou Sen just entered the bead curtain, his body suddenly froze, and in front, there stood a girl wearing a goose yellow dress, the girl looked at Zhou Sen quietly, a pair of bright eyes as if to see through Zhou Sen's internal organs.

Jian Fan!

Looking at the girl, Zhou Sen secretly complained to himself.

"Zhou Sen."

"I'm not." Zhou Sen subconsciously opened his mouth to deny.

"You are." Jian Fan's eyes were fixed on Zhou Sen.

"I'm not the Zhou Sen you said."

"How do you know I'm looking for another Zhou Sen?" A smile appeared on the corner of Jian Fan's mouth.

"It's me." Zhou Sen sighed.

"Are you reluctant to let go of the beauty in your arms?" Jian Fan smiled lightly, his eyes bright.

"Ahem...... Miaolan ......" Zhou Sen's old face flushed, and he put down Miaolan in his arms in embarrassment.

"Zhou Lang, good things are always grinding." Miaolan's face turned crimson, covered her mouth and snickered, straightened her messy clothes, and left in broken steps.

"Please!" Jian Fan made a gesture of please.

"Please!" Zhou Sen was stubborn, he couldn't refuse, because it felt so amazing, he obviously didn't know the other party, but he had an extremely familiar feeling.

The two of them went one after the other, and arrived at a room of Yuya, in fact, this room is a bit too much to describe as Shanya, it is completely white walls on all sides, without any decoration, on the wooden floor, there is no artistic bar and a few cushions, on the bar, there is a blue and white porcelain teapot and a few cups.

The whole room is extremely simple, like a place for ascetics to practice.

"Sit." Jian Fandang sat cross-legged on the cushion first.

"This room ......"

"I help my father manage Wanhua Building, this room, I will come over occasionally to rest." Jian Fan poured white water for Zhou Sen.

"I see."

"Zhou Sen, where have you been all these years?" Jian Fan asked softly.

"Wander around."

"Zhou Sen of the Shen family is you?"

"Yes."

"Zhou Sen of Wuchao City is you?"

"Yes."

"Hmm...... You...... Are you okay? ”

"Good."

"Come to the imperial capital, why don't you look for me?"

"Isn't this coming?"

……

The two chatted with each other, and their tones were as calm as water.

"Jian Fan, it's late, I have to go." Zhou Sen said suddenly.

"To Miaolan?"

"Perhaps."

"She's a good woman." Jian Fan let out a long sigh.

"Yes."

"To ...... See my father? ”

"No, you don't."

"Zhou Sen, do we have nothing to do with each other anymore?" Jian Fan secluded road.

"I think it should be." Zhou Sen's face was flat.

"Are you sure I won't marry you?" Jian Fan's eyes were staring at Zhou Sen.

"The past is like the wind, the world is impermanent, the past is in the past, why mention it again."

"Zhou Sen, I think there are some things that need to be said clearly between us." Jian Fan's eyes suddenly showed a hint of annoyance, obviously, she was irritated by Zhou Sen's pampered expression.

"Say it."

"At the beginning, you helped my family get through the difficulties, so I decided on this family business, and I also know that you know that I don't want to ......"

"Yes, so, this matter is in the past!" Zhou Sen interrupted Jian Fan's words.

"Yes! You're merry now, but I'm burdened with a promise...... As the so-called human words are terrible, do you know the grievances I have suffered over the years? ”

"It's me who canceled it, and few people know me, so why are people so scary?" Zhou Sen said.

"I am a woman, a woman to be married! A woman who waits for her fiancé every day, and 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 shouted filial piety hysterically.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry, did it work? Does it work?! You know how much pressure I'm under! You know, I'm struggling to make ends meet! But have you ever thought about my pain......" Jian Fan burst into tears, hiding his face and sobbing.

"I can't help you!" Zhou Sen could only pretend to be blank, he had already provoked too many peach blossoms, and he didn't want to have anything to do with Jian Fan, after all, he just felt familiar in his brain, and he didn't have any memories of details.

"Can't help me?" Jian Fan's red and swollen eyes stared at Zhou Sen, "Since you are not dead, why don't you announce the dissolution of the marriage contract?" Why should I be left alone? ”

"I ......" Zhou Sen was speechless, he couldn't say that he had returned to the Five Star Domains.

"Hehe, starting from the Shen family, your Zhou Sen's name can shock the Han Empire, and after arriving in Wuchao City, your Zhou Sen's name will go down in history, known as a generation of war gods, and the power of the limelight is unparalleled for a while. You are angry and angry, and you are the enemy of the heroes and heroes of the world, and the common people of the Han Dynasty mention you, and they all talk about you, but you disdain to break the marriage contract with me! ”

"You say, what should I do?" Looking at the teary-eyed Jian Fan, Zhou Sen didn't want to explain.

"If you don't want to marry me, announce the dissolution of our marriage contract in front of the heroes of the world!" Jian Fan cut the railway.

"Okay."

“…… Zhou Sen, you never thought of marrying me? After a moment of silence, Jian Fan asked.

"This ......" Zhou Sen didn't know how to answer for a while, he didn't know his relationship with the Jian family at all, and he didn't understand why he had a marriage contract with Jian Fan, because he already had three princesses in the five star domains. 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." 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.

"Go, Miaolan is waiting for you." Jian Fan didn't answer Zhou Sen's words, wiped his tears, and slowly stood up, looking like a send-off.

"I'll find a suitable opportunity to announce the dissolution of our engagement." Zhou Sen strode towards the door.

"Thank you. I do not send it. Jian Fan snorted coldly.

After Zhou Sen walked out of Jian Fan's room, he was no longer interested in the joy of fish and water, and now, he just wanted to find the Du Juan girl, ask the whereabouts of the Ebony Divine Wood Tree, and then leave this Wanhua Building.

Zhou Sen didn't want to have anything to do with the Jian family.

This place is not easy to stay for a long time!

How to find Du Juan?

The huge Wanhualou is like a labyrinth, if there is no bustard to lead the way, it is impossible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, Zhou Sen walked for a long time in the tortuous and deep corridor, asked a few girls, and finally returned to the hall.

When Zhou Sen saw the old bustard at the beginning, he immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Why did Childe come out?" The old bustard obviously didn't know what happened between Zhou Sen and Jian Fan, and thought that Zhou Sen came out of Miaolan.

"I'm looking for Miss Du Juan." Zhou Sen asked bluntly.

"We don't have a girl named Du Juan here." The bustard shook his head.

"Where's the azalea?" Zhou Sen was stunned.

"Nope."

"How many people are there in this Wanhua Building?" Zhou Sen's head suddenly grew big, could it be that the wolf demon was lying?

"There were more than 200 girls...... Others don't know. The bustard shook his head.

"Who are the others?"

"Kitchen, chores, and account room, it is estimated that there are about 100 people......

"Help me ask, this power stone is yours." Zhou Sen repeated his old trick and took out a good-looking power stone from his arms.

"Okay, I'll help you ask."

The old bustard happily helped Zhou Sen find someone, and when he didn't have a stick of incense, the old bustard came back with a strange expression on his face.

"How?" Zhou Sen asked.

"I found it, but ......," said the old bustard, "she doesn't like to see the living." ”

"Take me there."

"You'd better go yourself, she's ...... in the kitchen," the old bustard sighed.

Zhou Sen was too lazy to be verbose, asked the direction of the kitchen, and went to find it himself.

Wanhualou covers an extremely wide area, and Zhou Sen walked all the way, asking many people before finding 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 locked on.

In front of the stove, there sat an ugly-looking woman, wearing a coarse cloth shirt, staying in front of the stove, holding her chin with both hands in a daze, traveling thousands of miles.

"Miss Du Juan." Zhou Sen walked up to the woman silently.

"Ah...... Who are you? The ugly woman's body shook, and she glanced around, and in her eyes, a hint of fierceness was fleeting, and then there was a look of fear, because she felt as if she was bound by an invisible force.

"Zhou Sen."

"Are you Zhou Sen?" The ugly woman gasped, she never dreamed that the monster butcher who shook the demon world would actually come to the door.

"It's like a fake."

"What are you looking for me for? I have nothing to do with that dryad! Du Juan's body was still tense, and she looked vigilant.

"I'm going to find a place where the Ebony Divine Tree or the Red Heart Divine Tree grows, and this is the reward." Zhou Sen took out five top-grade energy stones.

"For me?" Du Juan stammered and looked at the best energy stone, and the shock in her heart was incomprehensible, she had lived for thousands of years, and it was the first time she saw the legendary best energy stone.

"As long as you tell me, these power stones are all yours."

"My husband knows." Du Juan's originally bright eyes became dim.

"Where's your husband?" Zhou Sen was overjoyed.

"He's dead." Du Juan looked at the stove with a dark expression.

"Dead?"

"Yes, he was a cook, and once 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.

"He's mortal?" Zhou Sen sighed, the love between mortal monsters and mortals, like the love between superpowers and mortals, mostly ended in tragedy.

"Yes."

"How does he know where the Ebony Divine Tree grows?"

"Many years ago, there was a supernatural person with great powers who invited many mortal cooks to the mansion to cook for some reason, and my husband was among them, and he overheard someone mention the Ebony Sacred Tree Tree."

"Did he mention the address?"

"I mentioned it, at that time, I didn't take it to heart, I don't remember the specific situation, but I vaguely remember that my husband said that he had to go to sea by boat and sail for half a month to an overseas island, and my husband also mentioned that the island is full of exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and beasts."

"Thank you." The clue was broken here, and Zhou Sen couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm sorry, I didn't help you, how is the Nine Heavens Xuannu?" Du Juan asked softly.

"She's fine."

"We in the demon world don't despise what the Dryad couple did."

"Hmm." Zhou Sen stood up, just about to leave, when he suddenly turned around and asked, "Why are you in Wanhualou?" ”

"My husband used to work here and he loves it." Du Juan said quietly.

"You kept his soul?"

"Yes...... I...... I think...... I want him to be resurrected......"

"Your face?"

"I'm afraid that my husband will be worried that someone will bully me, so he will change like this." Du Juan took out a jade bottle from her arms, stroked it gently, and for a moment, as if hugging her husband, she was immersed in an illusory happiness and couldn't extricate herself.

"Your husband must be a good man."

"Yes, he is the best man in the world, with a good heart." Du Juan muttered in a low voice, gently stroking the jade bottle, as if caressing her beloved husband.

"I have a way to bring him back to life, but it will take a long time." Inexplicably, Zhou Sen thought of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and compassion rose in his heart.

"Ah...... It's true! Du Juan said with a look of surprise.

"Do you know the world of Shentai?"

"Know...... You...... Do you have a Shentai world? Du Juan looked shocked, she was a monster, and naturally knew that the Shentai world could only be possessed by people with strong mana.

"Yes."

With a "plop", Du Juan was already kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Zhou Sen desperately.

"From now on, you can follow me, get up." Zhou Sen sighed, this Du Juan agreed to him without hesitation, obviously rushing to the doctor in a hurry. Of course, Zhou Sen also knew that in fact, Du Juan had no choice, because, the mortal soul is only seventy-seven and forty-nine days, if this time passes, the soul will be scattered, although Du Juan locked her husband's soul with a jade bottle, but it is not a long-term solution, after all, one day, the soul will disappear.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! As long as my husband can be resurrected, even if it is to go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire, the slave family is willing! Du Juan cried with joy.

"Give me the jade bottle."

"Yes, master." Du Juan cautiously handed the jade bottle to Zhou Sen.

"He is an ordinary man, although the three souls and seven spirits have not been dispersed, but after all, he is a mortal fetus in the flesh, it takes some time to condense the soul, after some time, you can communicate with him, and one day, you may be able to reshape the body for him." Zhou Sen opened the jade bottle, and a faint wisp of divine soul was swept into the Shentai world by Shi Danling, implanted in the god, slowly absorbing superpowers, and giving birth to the soul.

"Thank you for your great kindness!"

"Let's go."

In full view of everyone, Zhou Sen left Wanhualou with an extremely ugly woman, and when the two of them just walked out of Wanhualou, they were blocked by a man like an iron tower, who was carrying a swarthy giant axe on his back.

Seeing that the tower-like man was blocking the way out, Du Juan's ugly face showed a trace of fierceness, and the demonic energy around her body was boiling, and she looked like she was hurting people at any time.

Disheveled!

Zhou Sen hugged the tower-like man heavily, and his chest made a heavy crashing sound, which was heartbreaking.

"You're well-informed." Zhou Sen said with a smile.

"Let's go, let's drink!" Lu Axe, who was not good at words, said in a muffled voice.

"Do emperors have flies!" Zhou Sen stroked his palms and laughed.

"Hahaha......"

Lu Axe and Zhou Sen strode forward, and Du Juan followed behind the two from a distance, like a ghost.

The night of the imperial capital, extremely prosperous, Lu Axe took Zhou Sen, came to the most famous Sima Lou in the imperial capital, the night market of Sima Lou, but famous all over the world, is a tourist from all over the world, must go.

The two randomly found a night market stall, ordered a large pot of pig's head meat, a plate of fried peanuts and some messy cold dishes, put a large table full, and drank happily.

Du Juan did not sit down, but stood far away, Zhou Sen greeted twice, and saw that the other party refused to sit down, so she let it be.

After three rounds of drinking, the taciturn Lu Axe spoke more.

It turned out that after Lu Axe and Lotus came to the imperial capital, they spent all their savings and entered the military academy in the imperial capital, because Lu Axe had excellent physical fitness, and was valued by the academy and trained as a strong man.

When cultivating the secrets of the strong, Lu Axe did not forget to cultivate the "Invincible Cheats".

Unexpectedly, Lu Axe found that the cultivation secrets of the strong are similar to the "Invincible Cheats", and complement each other with the cultivation methods of the strong, but in less than a year, Lu Axe stood out from thousands of students and became a leader.

After that, Lu Axe was the head of the fortune, and actually worshiped under the door of General Wu Yuan, and after receiving the personal guidance of General Wu Yuan, the strength of Lu Axe advanced by leaps and bounds, just more than two years, he was in an important position, and his future was limitless.