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Chapter 16 Wang Qinian: Money is more important than Mount Tai

Fan Xian very readily passed the practice of domineering true qi to Zhao Jie, and his mother Ye Qingmei did not say that it could not be passed on to others when she passed this practice to him.

It's just a skill. As a person of later generations, he is not too rigid in feudalism. Fan Xian felt that he was making a lot of money by exchanging his skills for his mother's news!

But soon...

He felt something was wrong...

Because he felt that what Zhao Jie said was a little weird.

"what?"

Fan Xian's face was full of confusion, "You said you grew up alone, and no one communicated with you, so what do you usually eat, and how do you talk?"

"Because food will automatically appear there, and I don't have to eat. I have been sleeping, and those strange knowledge will appear in my head."

Zhao Jie tilted his head, "You can call me number three, if Ye Qingmei hadn't left the museum, maybe I wouldn't have been born..."

"What do you mean?"

Fan Xian's pupils shrank, and an incredible picture came to his mind. In a brightly lit laboratory, countless people were lying in coffin-like incubators, with densely packed instruments inserted into their bodies...

Probably not...

"The museum cannot act independently, and it refuses to interfere with human actions, and does not want to affect human civilization. I was born because the museum was worried that Ye Qingmei would affect human civilization~"

Zhao Jie suddenly felt emotional, "In the records of the museum, she is a very powerful person with profound knowledge, but she should have followed the rules of the museum. It has been half a month since I came out, and I haven't listened to it at all." Having mentioned her name, do you know what Ye Qingmei has done these years?"

What did Ye Qingmei do?

Fan Xian leaned against the carriage, recalling the impressions of his mother in his mind, very few, except for what Uncle Wu Zhu had mentioned, the others were nothing more than the concubine of his father, Si Nanbo...

At this moment, he couldn't help but want to laugh, it was the kind of irony from the heart, his mother is really an ordinary person, a mysterious organization with such a museum with top-notch weapons, even afraid of his mother changing the world?

Is this organization being overly cautious?

If his mother is powerful, why should he have lived alone in this remote Danzhou for 16 years, always worried and afraid, guarding against assassinations from other places?

Fan Xian closed his eyes and leaned there quietly, constantly replaying the news he got from Zhao Jie in his mind. He believed [-]% of it in his heart, and the remaining [-]% could only be known when Uncle Wu Zhu came back.

What the hell is that museum?
Why do you have such powerful technology?

what should I do?
When he closed his eyes and meditated, Zhao Jie sat up with his legs crossed. He never considered that Fan Xian completely believed that the two had just met recently.

At this time, he is full of curiosity to practice the secret book he got - domineering true energy!
This is the top skill in the world. Although I don't know how Emperor Qing became a great master, it does have the potential.

Zhao Jie closed his eyes tightly, kept the exercises in his heart, and then prepared to hang up. There was no way, it was too slow to practice honestly.

"Simulate Fan Xian's life!"

【Fan Xian's life simulation is in progress...】

The purple light slowly stretched out, the world stagnated, and the sky became dark.

Zhao Jie's figure exploded in an instant, the gun in his hand was as fast as lightning, and Fan Xian, who was sitting there, was not slow in his movements. He opened his eyes suddenly, and the white powder in his hand immediately came out of his hands. After a few noises, several blood flowers bloomed, and Fan Xian fell straight down with his eyes wide open.

[This simulation is successful, congratulations on obtaining Fan Xian's domineering true energy (one year). 】

Zhao Jie raised his brows, he was so lucky that something good came out at the very beginning, and with a thought, the fiery air flow swirled all over his body, and he instantly reached the first-grade realm of domineering true energy, which can knock down two adults, His physique also instantly strengthened.

The speed of this practice made Zhao Jie nodded in satisfaction, squinted at Fan Xian with his eyes closed, and subconsciously licked his lips. This is a huge experience package!

Keep licking!
"Simulate Fan Xian's life!"

【Fan Xian's life simulation is in progress...】

[The simulation is successful, congratulations on obtaining Fan Xian's poison ability. 】

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[The simulation is successful, congratulations on obtaining Fan Xian's cooking skills. 】

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[The simulation is successful, congratulations on obtaining Fan Xian's domineering true energy (one year). 】

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Fan Xian was very depressed. He looked at Zhao Jie whose breath was churning and moving, and took a deep breath. It was so fucking annoying.

For a whole night, he watched with his own eyes that Zhao Jie changed from a rookie who knew nothing to a fourth-rank expert~

I caught up with him for five years in one night~

Do you know how I spent the past five years?
Fan Xian sat there doubting life. He thought he was a hard-working child. Under the training of his teacher Fei Jie, he played with poisonous insects and ate poison at a young age, learned the ability to poison, and practiced constantly at night. I am a young master, a genius.

Until he saw Zhao Jie...

You fucking fuck off!

He complained silently in his heart, feeling a sense of grief and indignation inexplicably, so he poked his head out depressedly and looked at the scenery outside the window to feel better.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and there were gradually more pedestrians on the road, and a tall city was seen in the distance.

This city is tall and simple, far from being comparable to that small place in Danzhou. Fan Xian was a little dumbfounded when he saw it, like a bumpkin entering the city, looking at it non-stop. Could this tall building really be built in ancient times? ?
In other words, there is no cement, how did they get so high?
Just when Fan Xian was amazed at the wisdom of the ancients, he suddenly saw a middle-aged man on the side of the road who was not a good person at first glance, looking straight at him, rolled his eyes, and leaned closer, "Oh , Mr. Fan, Danzhou went to Beijing, traveling all the way, hard work!"

A sneer appeared in Fan Xian's heart, he had never been to the capital, yet someone could tell he was here at a glance.

hehe~
He had long thought that this trip to Beijing, as Sinanbo's illegitimate son, would definitely be played by someone secretly, and he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes subconsciously, "Do we know each other?"

"Wang has admiration for the young master, and only regrets that he has never met. It is a blessing!"

It was Wang Qinian who came. He didn't seem to notice Fan Xian's repulsion. He introduced the form to Fan Xian in a serious manner, and prepared a map thoughtfully, "This is a map drawn by a villain. In detail, it only costs two taels of silver now!"

Two taels?

Fan Xian meditated and did not speak, but a glint of joy flashed in Wang Qinian's eyes, but he heard another voice.

"He's lying to you. When he said this, he made sixteen mistakes in his micro-expressions. He's fooling you~"

What are microexpressions?
What is flickering?
Wang Qinian didn't know why, but looking at Fan Xian's playful eyes, he wanted to slap his thigh in his heart, didn't it mean that Si Nanbo's illegitimate son was a dandy, flirtatious, how could he be so cunning...

"Haha, I was just joking just now, I gave this map to Mr. Fan, and treat it as a friend."

Fan Xian leaned on the window and watched him perform, and most of the depression in his heart disappeared, "You cheat money so much, and like money so much, aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

"The ancients said: Human beings are mortal, and they are as light as a feather and as heavy as Mount Tai. To Wang, this silver is heavier than Mount Tai!"

Wang Qinian stood there with an extremely serious expression, "Wang has lived for so many years, and only realized one truth, as long as there is silver taels, there will be no sick old mother, no hard-working wife, and no starving children in the family. For others, it is just a fleeting cloud, but for Wang, it is indeed as precious as Mount Tai!"

Fan Xian took a deep look at Wang Qinian, dropped a piece of silver, and put his body back into the carriage, "He's a man~"

The carriage moved forward slowly.

Wang Qinian smiled brightly, and bowed respectfully to the carriage, "Thank you, Mr. Fan!"

(End of this chapter)