Great Qian Dynasty.

Thirty-second year of Zun'an, November.

Imperial.

Dizi No. 1 Prison Camp.

The dimly lit corridor, with faint candles lit on the peeling pillars on both sides.

Babble –

The rusty, clunky iron door was pushed open by a large rough hand, and a slightly drunken jailer walked down the steps with a small bundle of oil bags.

"Hiccup~"

The jailer is tall and strong, with a fierce appearance, tiger head and fat ears, round eyes, horizontal eyebrows, and a slanted scar at the corner of his right eye.

It is said that Scar Lao Liu is a cousin of a favored concubine in the palace, and he asked someone to go to the relationship, and he got such an errand that is neither fat nor thin.

The oilcloth in Scar's hand was tightly bound, but there was a faint wisp of tempting fragrance wafting out, which was the smell of sao chicken. Walking in the corridor, dirty and thin hands stretched out from the dark cell. They were like flies that smelled meat, begging for a bite in a muffled voice.

Scar Lao Liu seemed to be in a very good mood, his waist was bulging, and he didn't bother with the prisoners, he walked twenty steps, and on the left side of the end of the corridor, the bright moonlight was like a sword, and it pierced into the cell with a sharp point - it was the "Jiazi room", the only window in Dizi No. 1 Prison, used to hold felons.

"Whew-"

Scar Lao Liu walked to the first cell before he breathed a sigh of relief. The cells in front of me are all smelly, but this one, which is ventilated and breathable, is exceptionally fresh.

There is a lattice skylight on the high wall, about an arm's length and two bricks wide.

Under the moonlight, a young man with long hair and soft draped softened sat cross-legged on the clean and soft hay, his brows furrowed, as if he was contemplative, and as if he was pretending to sleep, and in just a few breaths, his demeanor changed several times.

Even in prison, the handsome and tough young man is like the white moonlight in prison, reflecting the brilliance of this No. 1 prison in the first word, Scar Lao Liu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, secretly said "It's a pity", licked his dry lips, and then said: "It is worthy of being the richest man in the imperial capital, Master Zheng, this look, it is really extraordinary!" ”

“……”

The young man known as "the richest man in the imperial capital, Mr. Zheng", was unaware of Scar Lao Liu's compliments, and still bowed his head under the narrow moonlight, stretched out his fingers and gestured, as if he was digging and pulling something.

Scar Lao Liu laughed dryly, thinking that his sycophant voice was not loud enough, and immediately increased his strength: "Master Zheng is really rich and benevolent, handsome and fierce, tall and hard, and... "However, Scar Lao Liu didn't have much ink in his belly, and he ran out of water when it flowed, and he stammered.

Zheng Xiu raised his head blankly, at first his eyes were blank, and he didn't know where to star, but gradually he became a little more energetic, and his eyes were on Scar Lao Liu's face.

"I'm sorry, Sixth Master, Fang Zheng is suffering from deep thinking and being rude, please bear with me."

Zheng Xiu got up, smiled and bowed his hand, and apologized.

Scar Lao Liu suddenly felt a little flattered.

As the richest man in the imperial capital, Zheng Xiu said that he was imprisoned during the day and fell into his hands, but Scar Lao Liu's heart was bright, such a rich businessman came here, at most he went through the motions, if there was no big mistake, it was nothing more than a few days, and the outside affairs were settled by others.

Even if this place is known as "death row", Scar Lao Liu has also seen people who can go out with a smile.

Looking at Zheng Xiu's calm posture, it must be that there is silver at home, and he knows it in his heart.

Therefore, thinking about when the rich man in front of him will be able to go out, Scar Lao Liu didn't dare to offend, and hurriedly said:

"Hey, hey, Master Zheng is polite, polite, just call me the sixth child, okay! Let's not fix those false ones! ”

This "sixth master" called the scar six flutteringly, and he hurriedly handed in the oil bag.

Zheng Xiu was not polite, opened the oilcloth bag, and there was a huge roast chicken leg in it, the most surprising thing for Zheng Xiu was that the chicken leg was still hot.

He took a big bite and the prison suddenly overflowed with the fragrance of chicken, wafting through the corridor, and a burst of "coo" swallowing sound sounded in the quiet environment.

"Master Zheng, this is your Zheng family, Erniang, and Tuo Lao Liu sneaked in a little bit, and there are also ......" Scar Lao Liu reluctantly took out a carved leather wine bag from his waist: "A little good 'aged Fu Lu Shou'." ”

Zheng Xiu is used to eating big fish and meat on weekdays, but today this chicken leg is eaten very carefully. He lowered his head and nibbled, and replied casually: "Zheng knows that this is not in accordance with the rules, and Zheng is not good at drinking, so this will be dealt with by Sixth Brother Lao." ”

Zheng Xiu quietly changed the title of "Sixth Master" to "Sixth Brother".

This time, Scar Lao Liu listened to the ear, a little floating, and did not refuse, and asked tentatively: "That...... I'll keep it for Master Zheng first? ”

Zheng Xiu replied with a smile: "There is labor." ”

Scar Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stuffed the "Aged Fu Lu Shou" into his arms, and hurriedly shook his head: "Don't work!" Don't work! Master Zheng is arrogant! ”

After mentioning a pot of fine wine, Scar Lao Liu's heart was secretly happy, looking at the young man in prison, he felt even more handsome and abnormal, as if exuding a seductive glow, and Scar Lao Liu's fierce facial features softened a little.

Scar Lao Liu thought back to Zheng Xiu's life.

The ancestors of the Zheng family were the founding heroes of the country, serving in the army for generations, and Zheng's father died on the battlefield in the "Northern Barbarian Rebellion" 20 years ago.

According to the practice of "conferring a position with ability, and rewarding a knight with merit", although Zheng Xiu's father died, with this merit alone, if he enters the court and serves as an official in the future, even if he can't go to a high place, he can also mix a fat and idle job that can make Zheng Xiu worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

But to everyone's amazement, Zheng Xiu showed amazing talent for business at a young age, and he made a fortune from a "fragrant building" and gradually founded a series of unprecedented "industries".

Zheng's Winery, known as "this wine should only be in the sky, and it is rare to smell it in the world";

In heaven and earth, the original "membership level system", which is divided into "ordinary members", "senior members" and "supreme members", makes the rich in the city compete to recharge and linger. Their slogan is "Don't seek immortals in the sky, only seek to be free in the world, and suddenly look back, heaven and earth";

Zheng's Logistics, gathering excellent footsteps from the north and south of the river, created an "errand era" in the imperial city, and their slogan is "safe and easy, the next day will be reached";

In addition, there are also small businesses such as Zheng's cloth village, Zheng's money village, flower boat painting boat, Zheng Zheng beating people, etc.

If it weren't for Zheng Xiu's imprisonment today, people like Scar Lao Liu would not have had any intersection with a rich man in the imperial city like Zheng Xiu in this life.

Scar Lao Liu sighed that the pattern of being the richest man is different. Not long after this old man was imprisoned, he learned that he gambled a few games and shook the dice on weekdays, so he smiled and asked himself to go to a gambling house called "Cornucopia" to find an old man.

After reporting Zheng Xiu's name, Scar Liu, who has always had very bad luck, won a full 200 silver in one breath for the first time, which is why Scar Lao Liu is walking with wind at the moment.

No wonder the scar on his right eye is itchy and jumping this morning, dare to go out and meet a nobleman!

By the way, why did Zheng Xiu go to prison?

Scar Lao Liu then remembered this stubble, and saw that Zheng Xiu's chicken leg was almost gnawed, so he sat in front of the Jiazi prison, licked it around the mouth of the bottle to relieve his hunger, and asked about it.

Mr. Zheng replied casually: "They said it was tax hiding." ”

"Taxes?" Scar Lao Liu was stunned when he heard this, he couldn't help but take another sip when he smelled the wine, and said in his heart It's not a big deal, who in the city doesn't hide taxes? Thinking carefully about what was wrong, Scar Lao Liu asked, "How much is hidden?" ”

"Five thousand."

"Oh, five thousand." Scar Lao Liu plucked his ears, and then suddenly froze, seven points drunk and shocked to owe three points: "Wait, it's only five thousand?" ”

Zheng Xiu had already lay down, with a posture of preparing to sleep after eating, and added a word: "Ten thousand." ”

Scar Lao Liu was so frightened that he took a few steps back, not daring to ask again.

50 million taels of silver!

According to the laws of the Great Qian, 5,000 taxes were concealed and 10,000 were fined; 10,000 for tax evasion, 50,000 for fine; 50,000 yuan in taxes, 30 canes, and imprisonment pending trial; Hide 100,000 taxes, and ask for beheading after the autumn. More than 100,000, full of slashes.

This is 50 million ...... Scar Lao Liu can't imagine how high the "50 million" pile is, but according to the laws of the Great Qian, this Zheng Xiu is not just sitting in prison, even if he dies once and then digs it out and beheads it ten times, it is not enough to punish him.

He instantly felt that the two hundred taels in his pocket were not fragrant.

Scar Lao Liu muttered "fifty million" and left the cell in a daze.

The prison was quiet again.

Opposite Zheng Xiu, it was pitch black, and a sneer came out.

He didn't know where his fellow inmates lived on the other side, so he ignored them.

Zheng Xiu is a native of Daqian.

He was still ignorant until the age of seven, but as his moral and intellectual bodies developed in full swing, Zheng Xiu gradually recalled the memories of his previous life, believing that it was a supernatural phenomenon called "soul piercing", and after the age of seven, he quickly accepted this premise.

In his previous life, he was born on a blue planet, a victim of the era of involution, he didn't get 985 in the college entrance examination, and he read a book A for four years, a prospective graduate.

Although his education is average, Zheng Xiu thinks that he has excellent quality, is kind and studious, and has nothing to do with gambling and drugs.

Just when Zheng Xiu was rejected for the 13th time when he submitted his resume, he returned from attending a job fair one day, and was struggling with whether to go to the end of the universe to take the public examination, he was asked out by a group of friends to play board games, and he was inexplicably dizzy, and his head hit the dice.

And then

There is no then.

To be honest, Zheng Xiu has no interest in money.

He has always felt that this world is very strange, there is no occult exercises, there are no hidden immortals outside the world, he has mobilized contacts after he became rich, and he wants to find some tricks called "cultivation exercises", no matter how bad it is, he will find something to "quench the body and change blood, and change the life of the Dao fruit" or something, and it will be successful if he does not cultivate immortals and practice fantasy. But what disappointed Zheng Xiu was that there was no such thing in this world.

It turns out that this is an ordinary parallel ancient world.

After the age of twelve, Zheng Xiu was precocious. While taking over the family business to make money, he had no choice but to give up the dream of breaking the river with a sword and splitting the mountain with two fists, and became a simple and unpretentious businessman.

The final ending is nothing more than drunkenness, dreams, death, prosperity, peace and boring life.

Until this morning, a group of forbidden soldiers rushed into Zheng's house, and announced that he had evaded taxes of 50 million yuan as if he had been justified and put him on death row.

Also because of being imprisoned, Zheng Xiu suddenly opened the door to a new world.

After confirming that Scar Lao Liu was far away, when the snoring sound came from the inmate opposite, Zheng Xiu quietly got up, sat down casually in the corner of the wall in the dark, and closed his eyes.

"Gollum ......"

After about a few minutes.

A strange whisper came from Zheng Xiu's ears again, and when he heard it for the first time, Zheng Xiu only felt creepy, and he had many goosebumps all over his body, and the sound was like a drowning man struggling in the water and spitting blisters.

This time with psychological preparation, Zheng Xiu was calm.

When he opened his eyes again, Zheng Xiu had come to another space.

On all sides of Zheng Xiu, there was an endless gray haze.

He was in a separate cell in the fog.

"Click......"

Zheng Xiu stood in the center of the cage, and the thin mist under his feet moved without wind, forming a whirlpool.

The strange sound was as crisp as breaking bones, and the broken arms of the skeleton twisted and stretched out from the whirlpool with the sound, as if they were about to grasp something.

Zheng Xiufang hadn't experienced this terrifying scene before being interrupted by Scar Lao Liu, and at this time he couldn't help but take a few steps back and slammed into the straight fence behind him.

Laugh at!

After Zheng Xiu's death, the fence suddenly lit up with green fireworks, and the sudden chrysanthemum pain scared Zheng Xiu back to reality.

Touching the buttocks, it was intact, but the burning and stinging pain was so clear, as if it had really been burned.

The cell was still the same cell, the No. 1 prison camp in the first place, the first prison, there was still a faint white moonlight above the head, and behind the corridor was the sleeping snoring of the rest of the prisoners.

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment and closed his eyes again.

Once born and twice cooked, Zheng Xiu settled down for a few seconds, and when he opened his eyes again, his consciousness drifted into that strange cell, the only difference was that the bones sticking out of the fog were put together into a table and a chair by themselves, white bones, the bone cracks were clearly recognizable, and there was a strange aura everywhere.

On the skeleton table, a yellowed and blood-stained paper roll was spread out silently, and after a few steps, Zheng Xiu only felt that the paper was hazy, and there was a cloud of fog that seemed to be moving, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Please take a seat?"

Zheng Xiu smiled, took a few steps forward, and sat on the skeleton chair.

As soon as he sat down, a piercing chill came from under him, and at the same time, it was like a pair of hands brushing away the dense fog on the paper roll, and the situation around Zheng Xiu changed.

He appeared high in the sky out of thin air, and at his feet, a boiling river of blood flowed between the undulating peaks.

Corpses of different shapes are piled up in pools, and maggots with white flowers swim on their backs in the pool.

In the gloomy sky, the blood of the ground reflected the sky red, and in the center of the sky was a huge brown eyeball, and countless tentacles crawled around the individual eyeballs.

The corpses on the ground were sucked into the air by the eyeballs, and the flesh formed a twisted armor of flesh and bone around the eyeballs.

Zheng Xiu was speechless by the illusion spread out on the paper scroll, and then, one after another, a figure swept in from all directions, it was a person.

Some only have half of their decaying bodies left, their white faces are blurred with flesh and blood, and one eyeball is barely connected to the eye socket.

Some rode bloodied beasts, carrying a severed arm several feet long as a hammer, and the upper and lower jaws that had lost their skin opened and closed, making a strange click.

Zheng Xiu even identified some characters in those figures that matched his impression, but added a layer of horror filters: the cannibal Buddha sitting on the dripping ink lotus, the peerless sword immortal crawling maggots, the big-bellied Maitreya with a bloody mouth on the belly, and the five-clawed corpse dragon flying in a meandering piece with a stump and severed arm......

These half-dead figures, either crazy or sneering, rushed to the eyes in the sky as vast as the sun and the moon.

Rumble.

In front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, the huge eyeball suddenly exploded, turning into sporadic black light and spilling out all over the heavens and the earth. The black light went extremely fast, and Zheng Xiu obviously didn't have time to count it, but for some reason, he only glanced at it, and then subconsciously aimed at the number of black lights.

No more, no less, a total of forty-nine lights.

Then.

When the forty-nine black lights escaped, the depths of the fog and dust where the eyeballs exploded, there was silence for a moment, and then a blood-red light flew out quietly, which was extremely conspicuous, like a meteorite, and smashed down towards Zheng Xiu's place.

The red "meteorite" is getting closer and closer, and it is a dice with a regular shape.

The dice were facing the center of Zheng Xiu's vision, and the textures were distorted, as if they were trying to form a text.

- "Prisoner"!

In a trance, Zheng Xiu still had the same table and paper in front of him, where were the eyeballs, where were the corpses and blood rivers, and where were the pork belly sword immortals.

Unlike before, on the yellow paper, a red dice turned.

Bone Luck –

Stopped.

It was a twenty-sided dice.

The material is crystal clear, and on the upward side, there is a frame, and there is a figure in the frame.

Zheng Xiu didn't dare to touch it, but he got a little closer, and when he looked closely, he leaned back in fright, and a tingling sensation like electricity rushed all the way from the scalp to the tail vertebrae.

The figure in the frame is clearly Zheng Xiu who is curled up and motionless!

Such a terrifying scene made Zheng Xiu sit on the bone chair and dare not move, and the more he sits, the more he felt that his butt was flustered.

When Zheng Xiu was silent, outside the cage, a strange scroll of paper floated out of the mist and landed in front of Zheng Xiu.

looked at the lines of text on the paper scroll, swept back and forth a few times, and after being stunned for a moment, Zheng Xiu finally couldn't cry or laugh:

"I've become the richest man, and Goldfinger is here?"