Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 136 Lan Zhuang
"Tsk, everything I got ran away."

On the original hill, Wu Jin watched the cave being eroded and collapsed by the black mist, and fiddled with the fang necklace in front of him with some regret.

"The shuttle ability of the anchor key is quite interesting." Wu Jin sighed decently, "Unfortunately, it is the monster jewelry that is second only to the Eighteen Sons of Heaven and Kun, but I didn't get either of them."

He squatted down casually, picked up the moving ants, and glanced at the "eye" that revealed the rune, "This time, you are the first to break the deal."

The "eye" is surrounded by ancient runes:

"Let Zoe Corleone go."

If it wasn't for such a line of words appearing before the arrow entered the hole, Jin Zhong wouldn't be able to last even half a second.

But Wu Jin doesn't care whether human beings are alive or dead, he just thinks this tragedy of life and death will be very interesting, so he didn't dissipate the attack.

"It's really interesting." Wu Jin took a small stick and opened the gap in the ant nest on the ground, "You made a deal with Quan Heng to send her a team member, and then you backed out and asked me to stop?"

Rune Change: "Can be compensated."

"Okay," Wu Jin bent his lips, his pupils turning maliciously, "then you send Quan Heng to Ekhi."

"She'll be in soon."

"is it?"

Wu Jin got up, flattened the hole dug by the ants, and smiled happily, "I'm looking forward to it."

"—I hope she can pass smoothly and not die before the global competition."

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Lan Zhuang.

"Oh, it's over."

Song Jingyun walked around Lan Zhuang once, and stretched his waist: "This Zhuangzi is surrounded by mountains on all sides. On the left side, there is a golden basin offering auspiciousness. image."

He turned around and smiled, looking handsome and handsome under the bright light, with only a few strands of hair hanging down his cheeks:

"Gathering wealth, but also bringing prosperity to people."

When Mrs. Lan bought the entire mountain, this village was an asset directly under Quan Heng's name. Later, when he made a fortune, Quan Heng remodeled and expanded Lan Zhuang first.

"So, there is no problem with Feng Shui." Wen Sangting didn't understand a sentence in the previous classical Chinese, but he understood the last sentence.

——Gathering wealth, but also bringing prosperity to people.

simple and clear.

"That's right, Feng Shui is the phase of wind and water—the house can't block the airflow. Although Lanzhuang is surrounded by mountains, the airflow is smooth, and the wind is blown by tigers and tigers. The wind is no problem." Song Jingyun walked towards the building that leads directly from the mountains to the inside of the villa. running water.

"The water is unique," Song Jingyun said in amazement. He looked at the rocks in front of him and formed a natural ring because of the erosion of the mountain stream. All the mountain springs and flowing water entered Lanzhuang through this stone ring, "Dragon Spit Pearl Cave."

Sang Ting followed behind him, but didn't understand: "What?"

"It's the mountains and rocks trapping the water, leading the water to the palace to prosper, forming the image of a water dragon chasing a pearl, and even better, it will form a dragon ball."

Song Jingyun pointed to the ring of the mountain and said with a smile, "The feng shui of Lanzhuang is quite good, maybe Mrs. Lan is also proficient in feng shui."

"Perhaps." Sang Ting couldn't tell.

"By the way, how well do you understand the affairs of the frontier?" Song Jingyun turned over a bluestone slab in the clear pool according to the momentum of the water flow. If a Fengshui Dragon Ball is formed, it will be in this direction, "Don't just pull my wool and let me see Fengshui."

"I have understood the basics, but there are some things I can't understand," Sang Ting frowned, "I have never been to the day and night border, and there are no border forums."

"Normal, because you logged out abnormally."

Sure enough, Song Jingyun saw a milky white round stone under the mountain rock, so he let go of his heart and dropped the stone slab.

Xin said that Mrs. Lan really worked hard to arrange it. Fengshui not only nourishes people's luck, but also affects people's emotions and temperament.

With this feng shui vibration, it can attract good fortune and guarantee success—otherwise, Quan Heng might not be able to survive it, and even if he survived it, he might be a cruel evil that ruined his heart.

"When you enter the frontier, you will be able to obtain the status of an official player." Song Jingyun easily jumped out of the clear water pool by the protruding rocks. "The corresponding exclusive brand and natal weapon can be unlocked."

Sang Ting breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"Hey, Xiao Wu went to feed Xiao Liu, where did Quan Heng go?"

Song Jingyun asked, "Even if you can't help yourself, you have to measure it—she's probably going to be on the edge these days, and besides, she has to enter the border area tonight."

"Boss has his own plan," Sang Ting said calmly, a little coldly, "Don't ask, don't probe, and don't interfere."

Song Jingyun's hand patting his robe paused slightly, looking at Sang Ting with cold brows, he suddenly realized——

That's right, this kid gave him face entirely because of Quan Heng, once he left Quan Heng's sight, he would no longer have a youthful temperament.

"Second Master."

Suddenly someone came quickly behind him, first glanced at Song Jingyun, and hesitated for a moment.

"Boss asked someone to prepare tea for you." Sang Ting looked at Song Jingyun, "The Mengshan tea you picked is said to be a tribute tea that your Taoist family often has. You are from Tianfu, so you should be used to drinking it."

"You're so careful," Song Jingyun laughed, "How do you know I'm from Tianfu?"

Sang Ting glanced at him: "There is an accent."

Song Jingyun: "..."

Greg's.

Sang Ting waited for Song Jingyun to walk away before opening his mouth, "What's the matter?"

"There is a meeting at the training camp today," the subordinate whispered, "Is Boss going to take a look, or jump over?"

Sang Ting saw someone lead Song Jingyun into the Langting: "I'll ask the boss later."

"Yes." The subordinate hesitated for a moment, "There is one more thing about the boss."

"Boss?" Sang Ting looked sideways, "Have you asked to be silenced?"

Forbidden, it's a slang word in this business - if Quan Heng doesn't speak, even the second in command, Sang Ting, shouldn't know.

"No," the subordinate quickly clarified, he knew the rules, "Boss didn't order."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Boss sent nearly [-] people out, and they scattered all over the place. It's all... a matter of blood."

Sang Ting was slightly surprised: "Nearly fifty people?"

"Yes, the top fifty students."

If skill is required... Recently, only Sister Yunbai has brought people to sell goods, so it can only be...

"I see." Sang Ting glanced at him, "Stop here, shut up."

"Young master, don't worry."

"By the way, when will Sister Yunbai come back?" Sang Ting asked.

"Sister Huo will be back tomorrow night." The subordinate hurriedly said, "Everything is going well."

Sang Ting nodded: "OK."

……

"You didn't clean it all up"

In the study room, the blood-red "eye" totem was suspended in the void, and the voice of consciousness reached Quan Heng's brain.

"It doesn't have to be full of blood to be called clean."

Quan Heng slowly turned over a page of the yellowed "Orthodox Taoist Collection". When the Eight Kingdoms invaded China, all the official volumes of this collection were destroyed.Although there are many Taoist collections awarded to various Taoist temples in the Ming and Qing dynasties, there are very few surviving ones.

Of course, all the destruction is just an excuse for cover-up and smuggling—the book in Quan Heng's hand is a "private collection" sent by the British partner to express his sincerity in cooperation after seeing her interest.

"Some people deal with it perfectly when they log out, just deprive the anchor key. The bounty hunters are all profiteers, and they don't know each other well. It doesn't matter if I don't want to solve the rest."

Quan Heng glanced over the complicated characters, and there was no obstacle in speed reading, and his tone was a little lazy.

"After all, those few predicted sequences are not enough, and the sequences are less than S-order, and the memory of the border area is very vague--if the brand is replaced, it also replaces the identity and cognition of the low- and middle-sequence players in the border area. There's a storm."

"Wife and children, old and young, you kept your hands"

Quan Heng's hand flipping through the book paused slightly, and he raised his eyes with a half-smile: "I don't need to be instructed when I do things."

Borderlands is a killing ground, not to mention the bounty hunters on the seventh floor—most of these core members are ruthless and ruthless, and they are alone in the human world, with no morals and no actions.

But there are also a few cases where wives and children were forced to go to Liangshan.

Quan Heng is not a pure and kind person, and now he just relaxes a little when interests conflict, it doesn't matter.

The indifferent voice in my head was quiet, and it sounded again: "Deal"

"The time has not come." Quan Heng said quietly, "I will not break my promise."

dong dong.

The totem was hidden in front of him, Quan Heng raised his head, "Enter."

Sang Ting opened the door, "Boss, there is a meeting over there tonight, do you want to go?"

"Today is considered a meeting," Quan Heng flipped the prayer beads with his fingertips, "After dinner, go and have a look."

"Yes," Sang Ting replied, "Then I'll inform them to prepare."

"and many more."

Quan Heng clasped the book on his lap and handed it to Sang Ting, "Scan this book and keep it as a file—wrap the original version and give it to Song Jingyun, he likes it."

Sang Ting pursed her lips slightly, but still replied: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)