After dressing up as a real young master, build a demon city in Interstellar

There was the sound of a porcelain plate breaking, followed by a woman's scream.

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

Her heart-piercing roar overwhelmed the music at the banquet. The pianist who was playing was frightened by Mrs. Feng's voice and played the wrong key. The falling wine bottle rolled over the keys, and several discordant rhythms suddenly Zoom in and echo over the banquet hall.

Everyone tensed up, looking for the sound to see what happened.

At this glance, the mother of the newlyweds at the engagement banquet was kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with broken pieces of porcelain mixed with blood under her knees.

Mrs. Feng made a mess of the well-arranged look, and suddenly came back to her senses when everyone was looking at her.

"What are you doing?" The general's wife, Cuihua, instinctively put on a fighting posture, and almost turned into a beast and rushed out on the spot. Who knew it was this woman who was screaming.

Mrs. Feng was helped up by the nearby ladies, but before she could react, she raised her head and blamed Feng Feng.

With a mysterious smile, the young man in the wheelchair pointed to her, and then nodded his shoulder.

Mrs. Feng was still immersed in fear, until Feng Ren, the patriarch of the Feng family, strode out from the crowd and woke up Mrs. Feng with a loud scolding.

"What are you messing around with?"

"Sir." Mrs. Feng called weakly, and hurriedly straightened her hair, seeing that everyone was looking at her, her face turned pale.

"Shame on you, go back." Feng Ren growled, and Mrs. Feng reluctantly looked at Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu was coughing all the time, Madam Feng saw him covering his mouth with a tissue, his pale lips seemed to turn red.

Mrs. Feng was in a better mood, Feng Jiu vomited blood, he was still going to die.As for just now, maybe it was a hallucination that she had been under too much pressure recently.

There are no ghosts in this world, nor can there be ghosts.

Mrs. Feng was helped to leave, she still did not forget to give Feng Jiu a look.Feng Jiu tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers, a faint red light seemed to flash on the jade wrench of his right hand, and a human figure appeared behind Mrs. Feng, and slowly followed her away.

"She's really timid." Fei Jiao's blue eyes lit up slightly, "This is not directly proportional to her greedy desire."

Feng Jiu caught a small ray of blue light escaping from his body, hooked his fingertips to play with, and the blue light was inhaled by his fingers, "Is this how you help the imperial police catch criminals?"

As soon as he said this, Fei Jiao pursed his lips and snorted softly. The malice and greed on these people made Yu Yu desperate, and he could smell it even if they were separated by a palace complex.

The merman tribe sometimes treats human emotions as snacks to taste all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, but Fei Jiao doesn't like to eat this, and he doesn't like malicious snacks that are equivalent to durian snail noodles in the merman tribe.

"That woman and An Yu both stink." Fei Jiao couldn't help but took out the perfume and sprayed it a few times in an attempt to cover up the smell.This is also the reason why he stayed away from humans in the past. If he had no choice, he would not be willing to mix with interstellar humans.

Merman's perception of emotions is ridiculously sensitive, there are probably few people in the banquet hall in front of him who are clean, and it is difficult for Fei Jiao to come to such an occasion.

"However," Fei Jiao suddenly approached him, and Feng Jiu smelled a sweet smell under the strong fragrance, "You smell very good."

"So you followed me just to smell good?"

Fei Jiao blinked innocently, "That's right."

"..." Tsk, he was an old man being bullied by young people, so he had to change the subject in embarrassment.

"Your sugar tastes good."

Feng Jiu licked his lower lip, it was sweet, without the interstellar synthetic taste that ghosts hate.

"Of course." Fei Jiao was a little proud, he spent a lot of money to buy strawberries, wasting a lot of his pearls.

"It's just a little discolored." Feng Jiu wiped off the red color of his lower lip.

"This kind of sugar can not only be eaten, but also make up lipstick. Although I am naturally beautiful, I don't use makeup much."

Are StarCraft cosmetics all this weird?

Feng Jiu was thinking about the planning of his cosmetics store, when he saw Feng Ren walking up to him in full view, with a straight face, very serious.

Like an old father preparing to teach his erring son, this analogy is really interesting.

Feng Jiu looked up at his tall father. The sick young man was sitting limply in the wheelchair, with a pale complexion and fragile beauty. He was supposed to be chosen by the heavens and favored by the gods, but he was terminally ill and abandoned by fate. .

It was the first time for Feng Ren to look at the recovered son like this. His helplessness and simplicity made people feel pity, and his voice could not help but soften.

"let's talk."

"Okay." Feng Jiu tilted his head and smiled, like a child begging for candy from his parents.

But Feng Ren dismissed it, he turned around and signaled Feng Jiu to follow, such an overly beautiful and extremely stupid person can't survive among the rich and noble, just like his naive mother.

What their Feng family needs are tools that bring benefits, not waste with empty skins.

Feng Jiu obediently followed behind Feng Ren, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

His ghost city construction progress bar finally started to go away.

Feng Ren led Feng Jiu into a room, which should be the lounge specially arranged by the royal family.

The furniture in the lounge is all available, and it is also the usual luxurious decoration of the palace, resplendent and magnificent.

Feng Ren sat in front of the desk, opened his light brain, frowned, full of majesty.

"The crime you committed has seriously affected the reputation of the Feng family. It is kind enough for me not to expel you directly from the Feng family."

Hearing Feng Ren's upright words and driving people away, Feng Jiu's face didn't fluctuate, he still smiled expectantly.

Feng Ren felt relieved, and felt sorry for this fool, "I will give you a sum of money, and you will voluntarily quit Feng's family."

"Voluntary?" The young man murmured.

"Yes." Feng Ren glanced at his face favored by heaven, if Feng Jiu had the same brains as An Yu, then Feng Jiu would be a better tool than An Yu.

The sickly young man flicked the pearl buttons on his cuffs, lowered his head, and did not answer.

"Small?"

"Of course not." Feng Jiu raised his head, the hair hanging around his ear fell off, revealing two jade bead earrings, one black and one white.

It may be Fengren's illusion, he seemed to see the black jade bead earrings flashing.

"I'm used to living on the frontier desolate star, why don't you give me that planet." Feng Jiu put his hands on Erlang's knees and said in a lower voice, "Father."

Feng Ren took a step back unconsciously, he didn't even realize it, he just felt that things went too smoothly, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, the environment of Desolate Star is beautiful, and the neighbors are kind. I live very comfortably."

Feng Ren glanced at him, as if looking at a fool.Desolate Star is full of rubbish and empty, this kid is not only stupid, but also blind.

Feng Jiu is not lying. He has inspected the environment of Desolate Star, and it is almost the same as the boundary between Yin and Yang where he lived before. He can completely reproduce his previous career in Desolate Star, and even improve it to a higher level. He can accomplish a lot.

Feng Ren immediately assigned Huang Xing to Feng Jiu on the spot, which was a dispensable place in the first place.

Feng Jiu stared at Feng Ren's movements intently, and when he received the reminder from the optical brain, he was overjoyed and unconsciously turned the jade wrench on his thumb.

"Then we have nothing to do with each other, Mr. Feng."

"In the future, if you come to shop, there will be no discount."

Feng Jiu pushed the wheelchair away, Feng Ren didn't pay attention to his words, what else could a dying person do?

As soon as Feng Jiu opened the door, he met Mrs. Feng standing at the door. After the treatment by the royal physician, her knee was almost healed, but her walking posture was still a bit awkward.

Seeing Feng Jiu brushing her knees, Madam Feng became furious, felt that Feng Jiu was laughing at her, opened her mouth to sneer at Feng Jiu, but saw the young man who never dared to refute, put his index finger in front of his mouth.

"Shh-"

Madam Feng swallowed her words as if she was afraid of her previous hallucinations.

"That's right," Feng Jiu bypassed her and went out, "People like you are already very welcome in hell."

If there are more sins, you may have to go through hell one by one. How troublesome.

He raised his hand to brush the dust off his shoulders, and happened to be seen by Mrs. Feng who was turning around.Mrs. Feng suddenly remembered that he was also bouncing his shoulders in the crowd just now.

Mrs. Feng was silent for a while, then turned her head to look over her shoulder.After a scream, the elegant and decent Mrs. Feng collapsed to the ground without any image.

She saw a dark, distorted grimace on her shoulder, with a bloody mouth open.No, no, that grimace was on her neck.

"The day you die is the day of judgment."

"Those who do good will go to reincarnation after death, and those who do evil will go to hell after death."

"You're going to hell."

Feng Jiu left leisurely amidst Mrs. Feng's screams. Although his words were nice, he still hadn't found out where the interstellar hell was set, so he could only let these people wander around for a few more days.

I still can't forget the words of my ancestors. Looking at the past, how many evildoers have been scared away by the eighteen levels of hell?

Now that he gets it, he can start his grand plan and hegemony.

Feng Jiu's brows were beaming with joy, his cheeks were flushed, like a cloud fairy falling into the mortal world.

It's a pity that this Yun Zhongxian didn't remember the way to the banquet hall, Feng Jiu stopped at the intersection of the corridor, blinking in confusion.

where is this?

Why did he think these golden corridors were all alike?

He obviously won't get lost in his big palace.

After stopping for two seconds, Feng Jiu turned on the autopilot mode, no matter where he was, let the wheelchair go by itself, and it was right to take a day trip to the palace.

He wobbled and turned a few more turns, Feng Jiu suddenly stopped.

He didn't move, as if he was listening carefully.

"Meow."

"Meow~"

The cat's voice is weak.

injured?Feng Jiu followed the sound and found the cat in a dark corner around the corner.

It hid behind the vase, huddled up, saw Feng Jiu move the vase away and was frightened violently, but it didn't jump out, probably because its hind leg was injured.

Feng Jiu leaned over and stretched out his hand, after thinking about it, he put the strawberry candy Fei Jiao gave him in his palm.

"Strawberry flavored, do you want to eat it?"

It was a snow-white puppet, huddled together like a ball of fur, with a pair of blue round eyes staring at him, hiding vigilance.

The cat's eyes are quite similar in color to that little fish's eyes.

"I know a big fish, want to go home with me?"

The puppet wags its tail anxiously, Feng Jiu sees a silver medal hanging around its neck, with the word Yu written on it.

"Huh? An Yu."

The puppet frowned and grunted in response to the name.

Feng Jiu stretched out his hand to the puppet, the puppet bared its teeth threateningly, and scratched the back of Feng Jiu's hand with one paw.

"Yeah, that's not good."

The wound on the back of Feng Jiu's hand healed quickly, and the puppet stared at his hand with cat eyes.Feng Jiu also touched the cat's head and rubbed it.

When the puppet sensed something, Fluffy's body shook, and Feng Jiu sighed softly:

"Come on, poor man. How about we make a deal?"