After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

He discovered that the person who was peeking at him from the top of the wall was not a servant of the Li Mansion, but just a passerby outside, so it was easy to get rid of him.

Yun Jingfeng, feeling much more at ease, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then skillfully took out a handful of copper coins that he had prepared earlier from his waist.

She headed towards a slightly empty space not far away and scattering a handful of copper coins in her hand.

He even left two copper coins to give to the passerby who had just spoken.

It's a windfall.

Just shout when passing by, and you will find ready-made money to pick up. Passersby thought that there was no person squatting on the wall, but a statue of the God of Wealth, and whoever sees it will get a share...

Bah, that’s not right, it’s “Whoever sees it will get money.”

The passersby were so busy picking up the money that they didn't even remember to look up at the ready-made God of Wealth, Yun Jingfeng.

After paying the bribe, Yun Jingfeng slid down the wall smoothly and walked away in a swagger. Before leaving, he passed by the passerby who had just spoken, and saw him sticking his butt out, happily picking up money on the ground. He curled the corners of his mouth in disdain, and deliberately raised his chin, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the alley in a swagger.

Unfortunately, a rookie who is too proud can easily end up in tragedy.

Yun Jingfeng had just walked halfway into the alley and had no time to react when he was hit by a club.

A wooden stick as thick as a baby's arm hit the back of the head of the complacent and unsuspecting Master Yun Jingfeng without mercy.

Yun Jingfeng felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, and his eyes went dark. Then he fell to the ground with a bang and lost consciousness.

Looking at Yun Jingfeng lying on the ground like a dead dog, the passerby who had just picked up the money was holding the wooden stick he had used to commit the crime, and was looking at Yun Jingfeng on the ground with a smug look on his face.

"Hey, you're stupid.

I want both money and people. If I sell this tender-skinned and naive young master to Nanfeng Pavilion, I will definitely make a fortune.

You want to get rid of me with just a few copper coins? Pah, you really think I'm a beggar.

He looks good, but his brain is not very useful.

Hehe, Nanfeng Restaurant likes young masters like this who only have good looks but no brains the most. "

The passerby who knocked Yun Jingfeng unconscious got a big dirty sack from somewhere, with a few messy bloody chicken feathers stuck on it.

The passerby put the sack over his head and pulled it up hard, then threw the sack containing Yun Jingfeng, the legitimate son of the Marquis of Chang'an Mansion, onto his back and walked away.

After the passerby who carried the unconscious Yun Jingfeng left, a person suddenly appeared from the perfect position where Yun Jingfeng had been hiding on the wall and behind the trees. She was the stunning beauty that Yun Jingfeng had been thinking about.

The beauty crossed her arms across her chest, looking cold and silent as ice, staring at the crime scene without even frowning.

"Humph, you ignorant brat, you actually dare to peek at me here.

You deserve to be arrested."

It was confirmed that Yun Jingfeng, who had been squatting on the wall and peeking, had left regardless of whether he was there voluntarily or not.

The beauty looked around vigilantly, didn't find anything unusual, and then jumped into the wall.

After landing lightly on the ground, the beauty said nothing and continued to sit beside the stone table, struggling with the embroidery needle with deep hatred.