There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

Mom, why is that person sleeping on the stool?

A passing child held his mother's hand and asked doubtfully.

Maybe uncle was too tired and fell asleep.

The mother answered softly, her eyes seemed to have regained their luster. Her daughter was her only concern. As long as she grew up safely, everything would be worth it.

Mom, can you ask him to sleep at our house? The innocent tone and ignorant discussion made the woman unable to refuse.

She didn't notice her daughter's cunning gaze: Since dad is dead, how about finding another dad?

Is this what her daughter said?

The woman grabbed the ear of her own hope: Go home with me!

The little girl had no choice but ran back while shouting that it hurt, and put down a bowl in front of Chen Banxian.

She sighed like a brat: Alas... I can only help you so far.

Sword Elf: What do you think of grandpa as a human cub? Take it away, take it away! Get out!

Ah! The sword can talk! The girl was so frightened that she cried and ran after her mother.

The bowl remained.

The swordsman yelled at Chen Banxian. He was really angry. Swordsman, surnamed Chen! Put this broken bowl away! You have a great reputation in labor! Damn it, wake up!

People passing by saw this scene and marveled at the way people make money nowadays, but it was indeed quite beautiful.

He dropped a black coin: Brother, it's okay.

What a waste of money.

The sword spirit was also angry: You can't be bothered by your spicy beggar chicken next door! Let's challenge him to a duel, come on! Let's challenge him to a duel!

What a novel way to thank you, come on brother!

He's gone, he still has things to do, but it's not a bad night.

Soon, the second person was attracted by the sword spirit's words and covered his mouth and looked at it for a long time.

The sword spirit also scolded him for a while, but without repeating himself, the man lost two black coins.

He felt that the performance was worth the price.

The third person, the fourth person...

When Chen Banxian woke up the next day, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and removed the vacuum zone from his ears.

Hey, who lost the money?

He was shocked. The bowl in front of him was full of black coins. Looking next to him, the sword spirit was still there.

However, the sword spirit strangely remained silent.

What's going on? Chen Banxian asked.

The sword spirit said in a weak tone: If you're tired, take me back to the scabbard.

Don't you like the scabbard?

In an attitude of not taking anything if he had money, he put these black coins into his arms, but this time he did not put the sword spirit into the scabbard.

The sword spirit was acting strangely today, and he was afraid that if he developed autism, Yuyu Syndrome would be bad.

Banjiao poked his head out of his arms and looked at the sword spirit with sympathy.

Some people can really sleep, and some swords can really be scolded all night long.

We can finish the house thing today.

He asked passers-by to find inner-city housing allotments.

When it comes to distribution, you definitely have to pay for it.

Because housing is tight, five hundred to one thousand black coins are needed.

A house in Liangcheng costs fifty to one hundred black coins, and the gap between them is terrifyingly large.

Chen Banxian spent 1,000 black coins to buy a house with a square meter of 100 square meters.

Sitting northwest to southeast, with Qianshan and Sunda facing, it fits his horoscope.

The road winds from the southwest to the southeast. The road is water, a loving water.

Looking at the door again, the south gate of Qianjin Mansion is called Nantian Gate, which is a good sign.

The average person might not be able to bear living in this kind of house, but it doesn't matter, it's just right for him.

Now that we have a place to live, we still need a place to make a living.

He inspected for three days and found that extraordinary beings were always coming and going, and the inner city was only their residence, not their activity place.

The real place of action is in the outer city.

Unlike the floor levels at East Gate 3, here because of the relationship between the inner and outer city, there is a main road.

All the way to the core city.

Almost everyone will enter the area through the north door.

So he came to the gate of the outer city and bought a conspicuous shop at a cost of only one hundred black coins.

The store is not big, only a dozen square meters. Mainly, for 50 black coins, you can get a small apartment of about 20 square meters upstairs.

Chen Banxian is not a cheap person. He just feels that the value of the apartment given to him may increase in the future. He is just good at managing money.

By the way, can the apartment be equipped with air conditioning?

Chen Banxian asked the agent.

Pretend, of course. The agent agreed:

The water and electricity are all connected. This place is so good. So many people are rushing to get it! You are really lucky. I estimate that the house price will double or triple in less than a month!

Chen Banxian's worries were solved, and he happily went to the real estate office and handed over 150 black coins.

The agent was overjoyed when he saw Chen Banxian walking away.

The 3.5% commission is earned with tears and blood.

Haha, that fool, you thought you made a lot of money? No one would want that house even if it was given away!

At this moment, someone came to see the house again.

What, you also want a house at the city gate?

The agent felt that he was lucky and started selling immediately.

Half a day later, he handled a huge amount of three hundred black coins, which felt especially unreal.

Now one or two people don't do any advance research when buying a house?

Everyone knows that there is so much noise at the city gate at two or three o'clock in the evening that people can't sleep.

At four or five o'clock, those people who got up early to work started to make noise again, and they couldn't sleep at all. Fifty black coins? No one wants ten black coins!

Because there are many places slightly closer to the inner city, with a large number of vacant rooms for you to choose from. In this world, black money is life, and no one is willing to waste it.

If Baihu City is broken one day, all this will be in vain.

Chen Banxian came to the branch company that manages water and electricity in this area and carefully learned about their offers.

The salesman blinked his beautiful big eyes: Handsome guy, it only costs 20 black coins to use water for a year.

We also have discounts on electricity. It costs sixty black coins per year. We only charge additional fees for high-power electricity.

Sixty black coins is enough to buy a house!

But considering that electricity is hard-won, sixty black coins is actually not expensive.

Most importantly, she called me handsome!

Chen Banxian waved his hand: Do it! It's guaranteed for a year!

The receptionist blinked his eyes. Are there still such stupid people these days?

Don’t you know that there is an inexhaustible supply of water from the river outside the city?

As for power, no one really thinks that lighting up a lamp and charging it costs as much as 60 black coins a year, right?

When Chen Banxian left, the receptionist almost burst into laughter.

However, this was not the end. Not long after, another guest came, almost as straightforward.

annually!

Today must be her lucky day! The receptionist was thinking, should we take advantage of today's good day and go fishing for Brother Qiang after get off work?

That was one of the few honest extraordinary people she could come into contact with.

After everything was done, Chen Banxian planned to go home.

Next, get the coffin back and everything will be fine.

He really wanted to see the wonderful expression on Die Yunfei's face when he knew he was still alive. Thinking about it, it was very exciting.

Didn't you expect that? I, Chen Banxian, still have a second life!

When this life is used up, he still has the reincarnation of the sword spirit as a third life!

If you do this, it will be really hard to kill him, really hard.

If nothing goes wrong, Die Yunfei should be in the core area.

Chen Banxian gently clicked on the space with his fingers to tear open the passage.

He was unfamiliar with it when he first arrived, but now he could be bolder and cross over to the core area in one step.

This place is different from the outside world.

Cold and serious.

Abundance, comfort.

Two different styles of decoration are different from the inner city.

The core area is very large. When he arrived here, he could see the wealthy people and ladies on vacation at a glance.

Housekeeper and servant, comfortable and relaxed.

I also saw the busy core of District 14, the extraordinary people coming and going, or the leaders in a hurry.

The polarization is too serious.

Chen Banxian almost instinctively walked to the busy side and searched aimlessly on the street.

He has many acquaintances, and anyone can find Die Yunfei.

At this time, in the core building in the core area, Die Yunfei was correcting documents.

A paper boat was guarded next to it, and candles were ready.

Unlike the refugees in Liangcheng, he could not rest, but his workload became increasingly heavier.

In addition to the top priority of resettling survivors in Liangcheng, he also has to consider future livelihood issues.

There are also conflicts between extraordinary people and local extraordinary people, conflicts between ordinary people and local common sense, as well as education issues, food issues, etc. that are being planned.

The most important thing is that there are always people to win over him.

One is the First Sanctuary, hoping that the three major shelters will integrate and develop together.

One is over the Second Sanctuary. Liangcheng, whose life is divided, will be eliminated by Baihu City.

There is another one, the original capitalist and rich man here, who gives him gifts every day, asks him to attend some evening party, lunch party, or just a honey trap.

Even the leaders of the first and second shelters did not receive this treatment.

There is no other reason than his sister Die Qihua.

The existence of the contribution point card solved the problem of digital currency. Shen Qinghe actually announced in public that he would accept Die Qihua as his god-sister. The look in his eyes made him feel that Lin Tian had a love rival.

He is also a dignified space transcendent, a rare existence, but he is actually said to rely on his sister to rise to power!

For some reason, the title of Sister Devil has once again spread in Baihu City.

Dong dong dong.

A knock on the door interrupted his hard-earned free time. He had just finished processing a pile of documents.

Please come in.

The person who came was an extraordinary person, well-dressed and elegant.

The man was carrying a box in his hands, covered with a red cloth.

Die Yunfei was troubled by the sight. He was obviously a member of the aboriginal plutocrats.

Mr. Die, this is a congratulatory gift from Viscount Tai. Congratulations on your promotion. The Viscount has specially set up a reception banquet, and I also ask Mr. Die to appreciate it tonight.

He is a member of the Daxia royal family, and he also has a title.

There are not too many people in the royal family, and the Viscount is no longer considered a small position.

The forces in Baihu City are complex, and nepotism is one link after another, which cannot be rejected.

Die Yunfei frowned: Put down your things. I will go there in the evening.

The visitor immediately bowed and saluted: On behalf of the Viscount, I thank Mr. Die first and will not disturb Mr. Die's work, so I will take my leave.

Die Yunfei nodded and glanced at the contents of the plate.

It is an exquisite black coin card. When touched, the amount is displayed, which is as much as 100,000.

He was interested, but it only made Die Yunfei more irritable, so he became more and more impatient when he looked at the conflict documents between Wang and Li, the second-level transcendent in front of him.

He remembered Master Chen's previous comment that he could only be a leader for two years, which was true.

He didn't even feel like he could do it for two years.

Moreover, now he has a lot of problems that are difficult to solve. He really misses Master Chen.

Die Yunfei put down the documents and came to the window to look at the distant sky.

Shen Qinghe's handiwork is indeed great.

However, Master Chen is definitely not inferior to him. Master Chen, you have great skills and are good at predicting good and bad luck. You must be alive, right?

Master, Master... He looked out the window and sighed: Why are you so stupid?

They have already prepared a retreat, hoping to attract all the extraordinary people in Baihu City to negotiate with the aliens.

Whether the hydrogen bomb exploded or not was just a shock to the aliens. He did not expect the hydrogen bomb to actually explode.

However, Master Chen did it, and the alien race disappeared completely. At least so far, there is no trace of any activity.

They seemed to be frightened. This purely man-made weapon was so terrifying.

He looked under the window at the well-dressed pedestrians coming and going. They were nobles, congressmen, rich men, or just like himself, high-level transcendent beings.

But an extraordinary person wearing ordinary and shabby clothes caught his attention.

This man really doesn't care about appearance.

He looked at the cloaked man. The cloaked man seemed to notice something and looked up at him.

The moment they looked at each other, Die Yunfei's brain suddenly roared!

I seem to hear someone calling me bad behind my back.

Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in the quiet office, and Die Yunfei suddenly turned his head!

The cloaked man who was still downstairs just now came behind him and lifted his hood.

The familiar indoor light suddenly brightened, the familiar face, the frivolous tone.

Grandmaster!

Die Yunfei blurted out!

You're not dead!

Yes, not only is he not dead, but I also heard you muttering over there.

Chen Banxian found a stool and sat down at random: Why, are you so excited?

Die Yunfei's words were all choked in his throat, and he muttered for a long time.

His unspeakable words turned into tears, which fell silently.

Why are you crying?

Chen Banxian was surprised and took out a tissue and handed it to him: Don't cry, don't cry. If this gets spread, others will misunderstand it!

Great, great!

Die Yunfei's voice was trembling: You're not dead, that's great. Qihua will definitely jump with joy when she finds out.

He controlled his emotions: Master, why are you back now!

He carefully looked at Chen Banxian's body, worried that someone was impersonating him.

There are so many extraordinary people that it is not impossible to imitate one person.

But no one could imagine this face. It was so perfect. He was convinced that it was a real person.

Because of her. Chen Banxian teased Banjiao, and Die Yunfei recognized it. It was the demon that turned into a dragon.

I still remember that when Fang Ping came back and told her about her loyalty, I was moved for a long time.

It's okay, great, great.

He had already said several things that were great. At this moment, he met Chen Banxian and said, Master, you haven't eaten yet? I'll take you to eat right now.

By the way, I'll notify the others right away that you're back. Everyone will be very happy!

He talked about the changes in the past few days: You don't know that Fang Ping resigned from all positions after you came back, just to become stronger.

Lin Tian has been out looking for opportunities until now, which has been a big blow.

Does Ninth know? He said that faith can resurrect a person, so we all put out boat lanterns every day!

Die Yunfei counted them one by one and finally mentioned one person.

What's your relationship with Sun Haibo? Why did he seem so sad after you died? He went out killing monsters every day these days without rest.