Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 51

"Heavenly support!"

Zhan Yunyun put away her gritted teeth, with tears in her eyes and blood dripping from her bitten lips, she looked at Zheng Tianyang sadly, and said, "My son is dead."

Zheng Tianyang was unmoved, and looked at her calmly.

Zhan Yunyun met his eyes and moved to his side, took a bottle of Talisker 44-year-old whiskey and poured it for Zheng Tianyang, tremblingly said:

"Tianyang, our son is dead."

Zheng Tianyang picked up his wine glass and took a sip. He was like wine, deep and elegant, but he still remained silent.

Zhan Feifei's grief, her sadness, and even her tears finally showed hatred, and finally said:

"Tianyang, your son is dead."

"Aren't you going to say a word?"

Zheng Tianyang finally spoke, and said slowly, "I know."

The very flat tone, the very indifferent eyes, and the invisible pressure came out from the body, but Zhan Feifei couldn't say the accusation that she had spoken.

She suddenly remembered that the man in front of her was Zheng Tianyang!

——Born and raised by nature, Zheng Tianyang!
A teenager who dropped out of school and worked as a child for half a year can gather a few brothers to gain a foothold in the night market and start as a street vendor.

Shanghai was the first to set up a stall to sell bedside micro fans, and got the first pot of gold.

Since getting out of hand, with vicious vision and ruthless methods,
On the top is protected by a big umbrella, and on the bottom is the younger brother Jing Cong,
Cultivating real estate in depth, spanning multiple fields, hoarding plots of land, and borrowing across bridges are all commonplace.

According to the current words, Gao Qiqiang is the ultimate bankrupt version of Zheng Tianyang.

After the age of 40, he is like a tycoon.

He didn't believe in fate in his early years, and the words he often said were:

"Naturally nurtured, self-reliant and self-reliant."

"God can't rely on you, but you can rely on yourself."

It wasn't until he passed middle age that Zheng Tianyang realized with regret that he really couldn't bear a son by himself.

His only son was born because of the insistence of Zhan Feifei, the queen of night shows.

Zheng Tianyang began to believe in fate, and began to communicate with people from the Taoist sect like Lord Long.

Now, the son is dead.

Zheng Tianyang was silent for a while, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Feifei, do you know why I only drank Talisca for 44 years?"

Zhan Feifei shook her head.

She really didn't know.

It's just tens of thousands of dollars of wine, 10 times, 100 times more expensive than this, Zheng Tianyang can't afford to drink it.

If it were any day before today, Zheng Tianyang would be willing to sit down and talk to her, even if it was just about wine, she would also be willing to put aside everything, obediently listen and remember like a little fangirl 30 or [-] years ago.

But today, Zhan Feifei didn't want to hear this.

Without waiting for her to interrupt, Zheng Tianyang continued:

"It's smoky but not overpowering, its sweetness is not greasy, it's deep and rippling, like a man whose edges and corners have been smoothed by time."

"Zhan Feifei!"

"I know what you want to say, and I also know what kind of woman you are, put away that attitude."

"I'm here to discuss my son's funeral."

"You are here because you are the mother of your son and should listen in."

After Zheng Tianyang finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass, and with a "snap", tipped the glass upside down.

Whether it's people or wine, he doesn't want to look at it anymore, and he doesn't want to talk about it anymore.

The plaintiveness, sadness, and even the tears in Zhan Feifei's face were gradually put away, and she just looked at Zheng Tianyang coldly.

The appearance at this time is Zhan Feifei who can step by step from a girl accompanying wine to a queen of nightclubs.

"Old dragon, what's the matter?"

Zheng Tianyang looked at the white-haired old man in the linen gown, wearing old cloth shoes, rolling up his sleeves and fiddling with a few copper coins, "Should my son's funeral be handed over to that Demon Capital Liuli?"

"What she said touches people and things, disasters happen, and even the underground,

Is it a false threat, or is it true? "

Zheng Tianyang didn't mention the "bloody disaster", this has been verified.

He didn't even think about Liu Li just wanting to slaughter fat sheep.

From the beginning to the end, Liu Li was thinking about whether Liu Li was intimidating to protect himself, or whether his real son Zheng Zha would be uneasy underground.

Lord Dragon raised his head, brushed the copper coins on the table, shook his head and sighed: "Plausible, I can't see clearly."

"But the magic weapon is not in your hand?"

Zheng Tianyang glanced at the five scattered copper coins on the table, "You are five emperors' coins, right?"

Lord Dragon solemnly corrected: "It's Xiao Wudi's money."

He reached out and wiped it, and the five copper coins were smoothly arranged in a line, arranged in order according to the year numbers on them, namely Shunzhi Tongbao, Kangxi Tongbao, Yongzheng Tongbao, Qianlong Tongbao, and Jiaqing Tongbao.

He roughly explained: "According to the theory of Taoism, the luck of the prosperous dynasty is condensed on it, and it is widely spread and used by many people. With the blessing of the people's willingness, it becomes a folk magic weapon."

"pity……"

Lord Dragon shook his head, and before he had time to continue, Zheng Tianyang took out a simple, palm-thick ancient silver box from his bosom, pressed it on the table and slowly pushed it towards him, saying:

"It's a pity that it's the money of the Little Five Emperors?"

"Then what if you put on this one?"

After Zheng Tianyang pushed the ancient silver box in front of the Lord Dragon, he tapped on the silver box with his fingers, retracted his hand and said: "Old Dragon, give me a definite answer, or help me manage my son's funeral, this is a thank you gift. "

"This is……"

Lord Dragon tasted Zheng Tianyang's words, vaguely guessed what was in the ancient silver box, and opened the box eagerly.

Inside the old silver box,

Five ancient copper coins of different sizes are lined up.

It is the outer circle and the inner square, which symbolizes the round sky and the earth.

The Dragon King moved his beard and hair, stretched out his hand to wipe the five ancient copper coins, and said in a trembling voice:
"Qin half two coins, Han five baht coins, Kaiyuan Tongbao, Song Yuan Tongbao, Yongle Tongbao."

"This is the Big Five Emperors money!"

"Or, the real five emperors money!"

When Lord Dragon stretched out his hand to wipe the five emperors' money, seeing how he moved, the five emperors' money disappeared into the ancient silver box,
He turned his palm again, and the five emperors' money loomed between his fingers, as if it had spirituality and seemed to be a living thing.

Zhan Feifei was already impatient, and wanted to leave a few times in anger. After all, she cared about her son's funeral, and knowing the reputation of the Dragon Lord among the wealthy in Shanghai, she reluctantly suppressed it.

Now I see two people who add up to a hundred years old, solemnly for a few copper coins, and I am more and more dissatisfied.

However, when her eyes were involuntarily attracted and focused on the five emperors' coins flipped between the palms of the Dragon King, she could somewhat see the extraordinaryness of these five ancient copper coins.

These five ancient copper coins do not have the usual rusty appearance of bronze, but instead are bronze in color with a mellow coating and luster.

"Snapped!"

The Dragon King folded his palms together, put the five emperors' money in his palm, heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled:
"Sure enough, it is the money of the five emperors handed down from generation to generation, and it has been sacrificed and worshiped day and night by senior masters. It is really the top grade among folk magic instruments."

"Mr. Zheng, where did you get this treasure?"

Lord Long fondled the five emperors' money fondly, and looked up at Zheng Tianyang.

"A Yizhuang in the Republic of China."

Zheng Tianyang said decisively: "Give me the answer, the five emperors' money is yours."

He didn't mention at all how much painstaking efforts and how much money he had spent in order to get this set of five emperors' coins, and his words were like knives, pointing directly at the target.

"Let me try."

Lord Dragon rolled up his sleeves, exposing his thin right arm, took a deep breath, stretched out his palm and pressed it on the five emperors' money...

……

"Ding!"

Liu Li trembled, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on her head, it was cold from the top of the sky to the top of her fingernails.

Sleepiness is like the tide, but the tide is ebbing.

... No, something is wrong!
... The system's notification sound is not right.

... very urgent!

Liu Li regained his energy in an instant, as keen as when he found out that his boyfriend was cheating.

Oh, she doesn't have a boyfriend yet, that's fine.

With some gossip and curiosity about the system, Liu Li opened the system panel.

Sure enough, I saw a line of words flowing down at a speed ten times faster than usual.

[Temporary mission: Emergency recovery! (mandatory access)]

【Task introduction:
100 years ago, a magic weapon produced by the system accidentally fell into the world;
After 100 years, the magic weapon appears in the world, and as the host, it is obliged to recover or destroy it.

Note: What I give you is yours; if I don't give it to you, you can't grab it! 】

[Mission Objective: Recover or destroy the folk magic weapon - Five Emperors Coin]

[Task Reward: Five Emperor Coins and a random draw.

Note: If the recovery is successful, the five emperors' money will be in the hands of the host. 】

Liu Li looked it up and down three times, and was not very interested in any folk instruments, five emperors' coins, or even random selection, and didn't focus on those at all.

She widened her eyes and said in disbelief: "System, come out, you actually have another host?!"

system:……

In fact, Liu Li just bluffed, and didn't expect the system to respond.

She was so excited just to get closer to the secrets of the funeral anchor system.

Unexpectedly, the system panel was blurred, and a few lines of new writing appeared:

[List of hosts dating back 500 years:

1. Magic City Liuli (current host, contemporary) - I have a building in the magic city, and then go up to the next floor, and I can pick stars.

2. Jiuliu idler (previous host, Republic of China) - Yizhuang is the dojo, and I use the side door to prove the way.

3. The fifth celestial master (previous host, late Ming Dynasty) - the world only knows the four great celestial masters, guarding the world, but they don't know the time of the end of the Dharma. 】

"Fuck!"

"Fuck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Liu Li only hated herself for being uneducated, walking around the world with a "shit".

Going back 500 years, plus she is the only three hosts, the first two are full, and looking at herself, Liu Li just feels sorry, ashamed to hold back her peers.

Even in the face of the system, what she didn't have the nerve to show was a faint sense of peace of mind.

There is only one host in an era.

This is her era.

There are no other cats in the system.

"It seems that the five emperors' money, a folk magic weapon, was lost by that idler."

"Tch, it's still 'Yizhuang is the dojo, I use the side door to prove the way', it's amazing to say, but it's so so, and the things produced by the system can be lost."

"But having said that, you open Yizhuang, I open a funeral shop, barely half of the same business."

After Liu Li dismissed her peers and fully demonstrated the point of "a peer is an enemy", she put this temporary task behind her.

God knows which corner the five emperors' money is in,
Where can she find it?
Moreover,
Why should the incumbent take the blame for the crimes committed by her predecessor?
impossible!
Anyway, it's just "mandatory access", and there is no penalty for failure.

Liu Li bent down reluctantly if he could find it when he went out,

otherwise,

Ask her to search hard, struggle hard, go through twists and turns, and persevere...

"Hehe~"

Liu Li looked at the sky and touched her belly, only to feel that she was hungry, and it was more important to eat...

(End of this chapter)