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The Adventures of Ghost Road Chapter I Encountered by Myself Chapter 13 Zhou Wanwan

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    Such a top-notch little loli was sent to her doorstep and even chased away by herself.  At this moment, Wen Fei burst into tears This was just a small episode. In the next few days, Wen Fei stayed in this Luoyang Post House.  This Deng Liushou was indeed made to be a traitor, and he changed his tricks every day to entertain Wen Fei.  For a moment, Wen Fei was so happy that he couldn't think about Shu. He used to think that there was too little entertainment life in ancient times, but now he feels that the modern entertainment method of masturbating to the computer is too sexy The sad thing is that Deng Yong arranged for a beautiful woman to sleep with him again.  All the good deeds were done by Wen Fei.  Without him, there is a psychological shadow, and I always feel as if someone is watching from the side Wen Fei is having a good time, but he doesn't know that he has offended others, and others have long been looking for opportunities to deal with him.  There are only five or six people sitting in a room.  Zhao Mingcheng's face was ashen: "That thief went too far and dared to rob my fianc¨¦e. Thanks to all the heroes for helping me this time!" Several people stood up together and returned the gift, saying: "Don't dare, don't dare. We are just doing a little work.  That traitor is abominable. "Zhao Mingcheng is a dandy, and he tries to behave like a polite corporal, but he is also a little impatient: "Please give me some ideas on how to deal with that traitor!" There is a big man wearing Shu brocade.  The fat man smiled and said: "Why bother in the yamen? With the Taoist king here, it is not easy to deal with that Taoist." Wang Benyu nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I was in a trance last night, swimming among the City God. I asked the City God to send out a secret agent, directly  The soul of this Taoist was imprisoned in the underworld and sent to the prison to suffer hardship. I think you will hear the news of this Taoist's violent death soon!" Zhao Mingcheng hesitated: "That Taoist seems to have some ability. The City God is afraid.  It's not that easy to deal with him, right?" Wang Ben said with a silly smile: "This Luoyang City God is not simple. He was originally a tooth general under Zhu Wen of the Fifth Dynasty, but he died as a male ghost and led a group of ghost soldiers to drive out the local people.  The city god took his own place and sat on the throne of the city god. He had five hundred silver spears and tooth soldiers from Jiedu, all of them were brave warriors, and even when they died, they were fighting ghosts.  A thief said, "Is there any silver spear?" Zhao Mingcheng, who is also familiar with history books, asked, "But are there any silver spears under Zhuang Zong?" Wang Ben said with a stupid smile: "That's it.  "Zhao Mingcheng was overjoyed when he heard this: "With such a heroic army, the thieves will not be able to escape justice." "Yinqiangxiaojie was originally selected by Yang Shihou of the fifth generation as a brave army, because of this.  The long spears used by the troops are all made from stone houses in Weizhou. The materials are excellent, so they are called silver spears.  This army was powerful in all directions as soon as it was born, and even the last emperor of the Later Liang Dynasty looked up to it.  Later, he was subdued by Li Cunxu, Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, and he achieved great success through battle, destroying the Houliang Dynasty and unifying the north.  The Song Dynasty was not far away from the Five Dynasties, and various heroic legends from the Five Dynasties were still circulated in the Song Dynasty.  This silver spear was famous for its effectiveness even at this time. It was the strongest army among the strong armies in the war-torn world of the Five Dynasties.  The fat man wanted to curry favor with Zhao Mingcheng. After all, Zhao Mingcheng's father was the current prime minister Zhao Tingzhi, so he said: "I don't think this is safe. I think it's better for me to deceive this thief out and find a way to harm him!"  It¡¯s a two-pronged approach, what do you think?¡± Wang Benyu smiled slightly and said, ¡°That¡¯s fine. Even if City God cannot kill the thief, we still have preparations, but we still have to make a plan!  ¡± .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  Early in the morning that day, there was someone who handed over a greeting card and wanted to ask to see Wen Fei.  Wen Fei first asked: "What rank is this person who wants to see him?" He is also crowded these days, and he doesn't know how many dignitaries in Luoyang City want to see him every day.  Naturally, his eyesight has become higher, and ordinary little people are not very willing to pay attention to him.  "My lord, he is not an official!" the postman who reported the news said with a smile.  Wen Fei suddenly snorted coldly from his nose: "Is this Immortal Master capable of seeing all kinds of cats and dogs?" The postman who helped run errands handed over the greeting card: "Immortal Master, you will know after you look at it!" Wen Fei  I lazily accepted the invitation and felt my hands feel heavy.  When I took it over and took a look, I found that the entire greeting card was not made of paper, but actually made of gold foil.  I couldn't help but secretly curse: "You're so damn rich!" This greeting card was probably the same size as an open textbook in later generations, and it was not the small pure gold business card of later generations.  Just one piece weighs almost a pound.  "Zhou Wanwan, the vice president of the Grain Merchants Guild?" Wen Fei asked: "What does that do? I think it sounds better to call him Yang Bailao!" He didn't plan to pay much attention to this kind of businessman.  I stayed with Deng Yong these days, and all I saw were dignitaries.People, relatives of the emperor.  His vision has also become more sophisticated, and he is not very interested in the vice president of a small grain merchants guild.  The postman was startled and said quickly: "Master Immortal, this Zhou Wanwan is very rich. He said that as long as the Master is willing to meet him, he will give you one hundred taels of gold!"  Two gold coins is not a big sum of money to Wen Fei now.  But it's different to be able to make so much money just by meeting someone.  Wen Fei said: "Then call the people in!" Zhou Wanwan seemed to fit the image in Wen Fei's mind.  With a fat head, big ears, and a fat brain, he looked exactly like the kind of nouveau riche or Shanxi coal boss Wen Fei had seen in modern times.  Wen Fei sat still with his legs crossed, and Zhou Wanwan didn't take it seriously. He gave Wenfei a gift with a smile: "In Zhou Wanwan, I met the immortal master. I don't have anything else, but I have a lot of money. As long as I have a lot of money.  Master Immortal, do me a favor and I¡¯ll give you a hundred pounds of gold!¡± Hearing his tone, Wen Fei felt more and more like a wealthy man carrying five sacks of money to buy a car.  If there were any other truly profound masters who heard that this week's millionaire was such a vulgar philistine, they would definitely kick this guy out.  But when Wen Fei heard it, he became interested.  No one thinks it¡¯s too much money!  What's more, it would be a pleasure to be able to scrape a layer of oil from such an upstart rich man.  He pretended to be nonchalant, stretched out a finger and said: "One thousand catties!" That Zhou Million took a breath of cold air, and the courage to spend a lot of money without changing his expression suddenly disappeared.  The fat on his face was trembling rapidly, obviously in extreme pain.  Then he agreed.  Wen Fei was surprised. Originally, he even thought about killing this rich man.  But casually reporting a thousand pounds of gold is nothing more than asking for a high price and paying back the money.  Wen Fei would be very satisfied if it only weighed two to three hundred kilograms.
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