Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

After listening to a popular science lesson, Lei Yuan Tianzun's handsome face showed a slight blankness, obviously he didn't understand.

Feng Ce was speechless. He looked around at the immortals who were lying on the ground and were obviously still sleeping. He said softly: "Let's go and take you around the world."

Lei Yuan Tianzun clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The two of them left the heaven, and Lei Yuan Tianzun placed a seal to prevent You Xiaoxiao from prying.

Feng Ce stood outside the Nantian Gate, "Change your clothes, like me." In an instant, his robe turned into a shirt and trousers, and his boots turned into leather shoes.

Lei Yuan Tianzun was greatly shocked, but he still pursed his lips and changed his robe into a modern look. His eyes fell on Feng Ce's short hair, but he felt a little embarrassed.

Feng Ce said quietly: "You can take off the hair accessories and tie them behind your head."

Lei Yuan Tianzun breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you very much."

They entered the boundary gate one after another and returned to the office lounge again. Feng Ce returned to his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Lei Yuan Tianzun standing there cautiously, looking around.

Feng Ce still had work to deal with, so he simply found a few documentaries for Lei Yuan to watch first. Once he had a general understanding, he could introduce them later with less hassle.

"There's something to drink in the refrigerator. You can see for yourself. I'm going to get busy." Feng Ce left the lounge and forgot about the people inside after starting to work.

It wasn't until night fell when Guan Changfeng came in to remind him to eat that Feng Ce remembered that there was another guest. He stood up and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you can get off work."

Guan Changfeng smiled and nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when the door to the lounge was pushed open. He looked over subconsciously, and his first reaction was that the lady was here, but what he saw when he raised his eyes was a long-haired handsome man. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not dare to ask more questions, and he nodded politely and went out.

After closing the door, I secretly wondered, is this handsome man a friend of Mr. Feng? Why has he never seen it?

Inside the door, Lei Yuan Tianzun walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside. There were bright lights and busy traffic. He was shocked again. It was incredible that a weak and fragile human being could develop the world he lived in into what it is today.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Lei Yuan Tianzun turned around, Feng Ce had already reached the door, and he quickly followed.

When taking the elevator, Lei Yuan Tianzun's pupils shrank, "What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Feng Ce's face was expressionless, "Elevators are a technological product, are they not included in the introduction film?" After asking, he realized that of course, documentaries about modern society would not specifically introduce elevators.

When he arrived at the underground garage, Lei Yuan Tianzun saw the so-called "car". After getting in, he tensed up unconsciously. It was not until the car drove out of the garage and onto the road, and heard Feng Ce say "relax a little" that he adjusted. He adjusted his sitting posture and leaned on the back of the chair.

Lei Yuan Tianzun looked at the scene outside and sighed: "The changes are really huge."

Feng Ce gave him a brief introduction to the current status of the Celestial Master, as well as the so-called ghosts and gods, and finally said: "Tianzun, just put down your pretensions and treat yourself as an ordinary Celestial Master."

Lei Yuan Tianzun smiled bitterly, after thousands of years, the prestige of the heaven is not as good as that of the heavenly master?

Feng Ce took him to eat privately-owned dishes. In order for him to feel the atmosphere, he sat in the lobby specially. When he came out after the meal, he happened to see someone in the square with candles and flowers expressing his love.

Lei Yuan Tianzun was amazed.

Feng Ce said quietly: "The biggest difference between today's society and the past is that everyone is equal and has equal rights, no matter what your status is."

Lei Yuan Tianzun was thoughtful.

Feng Ce looked at his phone and said, "I'm going home. Are you going back to Heaven or staying at my house for one night?" He was just being polite, but to his surprise, Lei Yuan Tianzun said, "Then I'm sorry."

Feng Ce was silent for a second, then sighed inaudibly, "Let's go."

When he got home, Feng Ce said quietly: "Change your shoes."

Lei Yuan Tianzun opened the shoe cabinet and saw several pairs of petite shoes that obviously did not belong to men. He paused and said, "If it is inconvenient, I can go back to heaven."

Feng Ce knew what he was talking about and said quietly: "My wife is on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow night."

Lei Yuan then changed his shoes and entered the door. His eyes paused on the Hanxing Sword for two seconds before looking at other places. In a completely modern home, Lei Yuan was ready to move anything, but this was really against etiquette.

Feng Ce stood at the door of the guest room and said, "You sleep here. If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me." After saying that, he went upstairs and called Wen Qi on his mobile phone.

Go back four hours.

The castle is built on a steep mountainside, with a cliff behind it, dense forests on the left and right sides, and only one entrance in front. The dark iron doors and gray-white walls are covered with vines, and traces of time are everywhere.

Wen Qi pushed the door open, and found that the door lock had long been corroded. If it weren't for the vines wrapped around it, the iron door would probably have fallen down. After reciting a golden spell, the vines in the middle were cut open, and the two iron doors slowly fell to the ground under the hook of the vines.

Wen Qi took the lead, followed by Zhu Jinni and a police officer, and Fan Xiaoling was responsible for breaking up the rear.

Pulling off the vines on the entrance door, Wen Qi opened the door and walked in. What she saw was a dim living room, a very typical European style, with an ancient atmosphere everywhere.

Therefore, when placed on the coffee table, the mobile phone that is out of place is particularly conspicuous.

Wen Qi walked over, picked it up and took a look. It was an old model from ten years ago, with electricity and signal. The phone was unlocked, so she used the old phone to call herself and showed the phone number to Zhu Jinni.

Zhu Jinni nodded and said, "This is the number that called the police."

Fan Xiaoling guessed: "It couldn't have been left by someone who broke into the empty door, right?"

Wen Qi shook her head, "The door was intact before we came in. It didn't look like someone had broken in." After a pause, she asked, "The person who called the police said he was the housekeeper of the castle?"

"Yes." Zhu Jinni recalled: "The operator said that the other party was not doing well at noon. He spoke with a heavy accent and sounded like a middle-aged man in his fifties."

Wen Qi's soul power spread out and she turned her gaze to the stairs, "Xiaoling, please check the next floor. I'll go up and take a look."

The floor of the castle is made of wood. It has been too old and the wood has become somewhat weathered, making it "creepy" when stepped on.

The castle has a high-ceiling design, and the area upstairs is much smaller than the first floor. Wen Qi walked slowly through several rooms, opened the doors and took a look at them. They were basically all functional rooms and empty rooms.

She returned to the stairs and continued to walk up. When she reached the third floor, she looked at the place diagonally opposite where a rectangular gap was printed. She asked: "Did the stolen painting originally hang here?"

The next second, a response came from the empty third floor, "Yes, officer."

Wen Qi was not surprised at all, "Where are the other things? Can you take me to see them?"

"Of course." A middle-aged Caucasian man wearing a crisp retro suit walked out of the wall, smiling, bowing slightly like a gentleman and extending his hand, "Please follow me."

There were not many things missing in the castle. They were all on the third floor, including a gold pipe, a painting, an emerald handle, and a chess set. Apart from the paintings, they were all in the master bedroom.

The goal is too clear.

"When did you find out that something was missing?" Wen Qi asked.

The housekeeper shook his head regretfully, "I don't know. I always wake up from time to time. It was only after I woke up once that I discovered something was missing during a routine inspection of the castle. Being able to stay awake for a long time is something that happened recently."

Wen Qi understood and continued to ask: "What year was it when you found out that you lost something?"

The butler looked apologetic, "I don't know."

Wen Qi secretly sighed that there was no timekeeping tool in the castle, and the housekeeper didn't know how much time had passed as soon as he fell asleep. There was really no way to determine the time, so it was a bit difficult.

Wen Qi opened the bedroom window and took a look outside. It was just an unintentional move at first, but unexpectedly she discovered that there were more than one trace of a sharp instrument sliding on the stone tiles outside the window.

Wen Qi touched it and found that the traces were very old, at least five or six years old, a bit like the traces left by rock climbing hooks.

Wen Qi knocked on the bracelet, and Tsing Yi floated out. The former pointed at the traces and said, "Help me go down and see if there are any similar traces, or if there are any signs of human activity."

Qing Yi looked carefully, turned around and floated down from the window.

The butler was a little envious. If he could leave the castle, he wouldn't have to try his best to get others to investigate. He hoped that the master wouldn't blame him.