One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

"Brother Zhang Yang, you have white hair." Dong Bai counted one by one.

"Brother Zhang Yang is not young, he is already old." Zhang Yang looked at the stars in the sky and participated in the Big Dipper.

"No, let me pull it out for you." Dong Bai was thinking, what is brother Zhang Yang worried about?

"No." Zhang Yang lay down, a little sleepy.

"Did you know?" Dong Bai's eyes were a little greener than ordinary people's, which complemented the night. She said mysteriously, "Every star in the sky represents each of us."

Zhang Yang was startled, and a light flashed in his mind.Wu see this world?What's different?

"Then which star are you?" It was the first time Zhang Yang heard someone say that.

Dong Bai pursed his lips and smiled, a little embarrassed.

"Hey, you're still selling me off." Zhang Yang was about to pinch Dong Bai's nose.

Chaoge, the capital of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

Eight hundred years ago, the founding emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty ordered Taishi Cao to measure the world, to get the center of the world here, and to come to China to appease the four barbarians.Now, the Xuanyuan Dynasty has been passed down to the twenty-eighth emperor. After being repaired by the emperors, Chaoge City has become the world's leading city. It has been up and down for [-] years, and only the demon city Mirage can be compared with it. Sitting on a hundred and ten city gates, Chaogebi, with a population of more than one million, is just a place where the barbarians have not been educated and cultivated.

The marble-covered Suzaku Avenue divides the Chaoge into two parts, and it is tolerant to ten carriages. At the end of the Suzaku Avenue, the people of the country yearn for it and at the same time have deep awe, where the emperor of the Xuanyuan Dynasty accepted the princes of the four directions. Come to worship, receive the court ceremony once a day by hundreds of officials, and decide the affairs of the world.

Outside Chaoge City, somewhere, several walls are scattered around three or five thatched cottages.It's like a small courtyard where an ordinary farmhouse lives.Without the busy traffic of Chaoge, there is more leisurely under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums.

Entering the door, is this still a human world?

Withered vines, old trees, cranes, small bridges, flowing water, people.

Flowers are full of footpaths, and thousands of flowers are pressing down on branches.Makes you think, is this the garden of the Queen Mother of the West?

The people who live in this place should be otherworldly, but you are wrong. The owner of the small courtyard, Huacheng, just brought the brothel housekeeper Hu Sanniang from Chaoge City, the owner Mei of Yuelai Inn, and some good dishes. The chef who made you swallow your tongue kicked out of the small courtyard, and was about to roll up his sleeves and fight them.He was barefoot, and he said foul language in his mouth, and then he would go to their shrine to shit.Several bosses who took the money and laughed like bastards were not annoyed.In them, as long as you give money, it's negotiable if you shit on our heads.

Standing on the dragon and phoenix sandalwood floor in front of the study door, Huacheng's face that was so beautiful that the woman wanted to scratch it was crooked, and called the book boy to close the door.

The book boy also seemed to be about to let out a sigh of relief for the master, and closed the door with a bang. Several bosses blocked the door, and the whole world was suddenly clean.

Zhang Yang, you stinky brat, you are over in Chaoge, and you let them take care of me and ask for money. Are you going to die?

Huacheng's sting is well known, and pulling a single hair on him is like killing him.Instantly he has the name of God of Wealth.

The most talked about thing about him is that he didn't ask for a wife. Others thought he had a high vision, but once he told the truth after drinking, he said: How much does it cost to ask a wife.In order to save money, he even saved his wife.

After being slaughtered by Zhang Yang, he could not wait to use the knife to slash Zhang Yang.Angrily, he returned to the study, lying on a chair, reading the book "Bao Pu Zi".

In the study, the shelves in front of the three walls are densely packed with books, but they are all books about health preservation and beauty. There are alchemy and foundation for immortality, flowers and herbs are used as medicines for skin care and beauty to promote metabolism, and yin and yang are both cultivated to cultivate joy and Zen. People who reconcile yin and yang have no choice but to say that the master has great powers. God, where did you find it?

Everyone has the love of beauty, Huacheng is more than ordinary people, and he only spends money to find these books.So Zhang Yang has something to say, Huacheng's hard-working and frugal appearance hides a vigorous heart.

Huacheng turned a few pages of the book, and he couldn't calm down. He threw the book aside and called: "Morning Bull."

Morning Bull is the name of a book boy.

Qiangniu snorted in another room, and hurriedly ran over to ask, "Sir, is there something wrong?"

"Abacus." Huacheng frowned.

Morning Bull sighed, went away for a while, and came with an abacus.Huacheng took it in his hand and slapped it.The eyebrows are almost bent into two earthworms.He was afraid of wrinkles on his face. He usually didn't show his teeth when he smiled, frowned when he was worried, or locked his forehead when he was angry, but today, he has completely forgotten all of these.

"Thirty-eight gold, seventy-two silver and twelve bronze are gone." Huacheng Dayan seemed to be lost.

I don't know what to say to the cow, hey, sigh.

"Uncle Huacheng, it will be your thirty-eighth birthday in a few days. Dongpo shamelessly said I wish you a happy birthday." I heard someone laughing outside.

Huacheng forgot to step on his shoes again, and he went outside the house, and saw Zhang Yang standing on the wall of the earth, full of spring breeze.

Huacheng has three hatreds, one is that others spend his money.The second hatred is to mention his age. Although he has a good face and is with Zhang Yang, others think that the two uncles and nephews are brothers.The third hatred is that he had a fight with Dongpo twenty years ago, but he lost. Since then, no one dared to mention Dongpo in front of him.

Zhang Yang is guilty.

Huacheng's mouth twitched, and now he wants to squeeze Zhang Yang to death, like squeezing an ant.

"You, why don't you die." The usually graceful Huacheng was furious.

"Death? I said uncle, is it because I'm old, my ears misheard, or you're crazy, and you let me die." Zhang Yang said with a gun and a stick, looking at Huacheng Qi Qiqiao, he was relieved.

Huacheng wanted to take the shoes to throw Zhang Yang, but he did not step on the shoes.

Zhang Yang jumped to the dragon and phoenix sandalwood floor.

"Hey, uncle, are you going to hit me?" Zhang Yang is like a shrew who hits the streets and alleys, rubbing his head on Huacheng's shoulder: "You hit, you hit, you hit, you don't kill me today. , you are not a good man."

Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you have to break through.

Huacheng is going to use a casserole-sized fist to beat Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang hid, opened his eyes wide and pretended to be innocent, and was about to cry, "Uncle Huacheng, are you really going to hit me? Really?"

Chapter 897

"Let Lao Tzu come to give you a good time." Huacheng's anger grew from the heart to the courage.

Zhang Yang danced like a butterfly in the garden from time to time, chasing Huacheng behind him, and the two made the yard a haze.

In the yard, most of the flowers fell.Those are all precious flowers and plants that Huacheng has searched from all over the country for skin care and beauty.

As a result, Huacheng lost a copper, and he spent ten gold to find it, but he couldn't find it.It is the so-called stealing chicken without losing rice.