Chapter 1 Destiny is so reversible
At the age of thirty, Zeng Anmin had already saved over 100 million yuan and retired early to prepare for retirement.
A two-story villa of 300 square meters, with a huge crystal chandelier.
There is also a sister who wakes up together but is different every day...
The corners of his mouth are always raised.
……
But after waking up again, the corners of his mouth that were about to curl up froze.
Zeng Anmin tried his best to blink, but he still couldn't change the scene in front of him.
There are waves of sandalwood, and silk and bamboo are messing up my ears.
All the furnishings in the house are antique.
"Time travel?"
Zeng Anmin's eyes were blank and he murmured:
"I finally made it to the bourgeoisie, and I have just enjoyed half of my life..."
“I just downloaded Dark Horse and haven’t played it yet, but it’s about to become a real horse?!”
But then, the strange yet familiar memory in his mind made him shut up.
"Six hundred years of Guozuo in the Holy Dynasty...physical cultivation, Taoism cultivation, Confucianism cultivation, Buddhism cultivation..."
"Is my father a big shot in the realm of Confucianism? Or a high official? A legendary feudal official?"
"I'm a second-generation ancestor who lives a life of luxury, immorality, and pleasure?!"
The corners of Zeng Anmin's mouth slowly outlined an astonishing arc:
"That's okay."
In his previous life, he was a successful person with high literary literacy.
He understands one thing very well.
Children from rich families may not be able to behave badly.
But you can definitely do it if you have the power!
Especially this kind of feudal society.
Zeng Anmin marveled at the various luxurious and gorgeous accessories in his room.
Several idioms instantly popped into his mind:
The marquis served jade food, painted eggs and carved firewood, like chopsticks and jade cups.
"No, Zeng Anmin, how could you be so depraved?"
"This decadent feudal society is more worthy of your great personality to criticize!"
He took a deep breath and looked directly at the door, extremely serious.
Prepare to see the corruption of this feudal society first!
Zeng Anmin imitated the tone of his predecessor, with a loud voice but firm eyes:
“Let’s start criticizing the male thieves and female prostitutes first!”
On the first day of time travel, everything was new to Zeng Anmin.
He wanted very much to go to the streets and have a look.
The door was violently pushed open, making a sudden sound.
“Bang!!”
The exquisitely carved fragrant wood door made a fierce collision sound with the door frame.
Zeng Anmin felt heartbroken.
The craftsmanship of this wooden door would cost at least 200,000 yuan in future generations.
The most important thing is that this wooden door is a handicraft.
An old man with a solemn expression came in outside the door.
His expression was solemn and his voice was mixed with urgency:
"Master, leave quickly, I'm in jail!"
This old man was dressed in brocade clothes, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with his temples slightly bulging, and his cloudy eyes filled with light.
Memories of old age suddenly appeared in Zeng Anmin's mind.
Uncle Qi, his father's personal slave, the Zeng family's most loyal lackey, and a high-ranking physical practitioner.
"What did you say?"
Zeng Anmin looked at the old man in shock and asked.
Uncle Qi then flashed over, his toes just slightly tapping the ground without making the slightest sound, and he was already in front of Zeng Anmin.
The speed was so fast that Zeng Anmin's eyes were overwhelmed.
Qi Bo grabbed his hand and ran out the door:
"The people from the Xuanjing Division will be coming to the mansion soon!"
"The master has left a lot of secret agents in his hometown in Feng County. Let's disguise ourselves and sneak away!"
Zeng Anmin suddenly felt a powerful attack and couldn't help but follow behind Qi Bo.
This short sentence was like a bolt from the blue.
boom! !
Zeng Anmin's expression froze on his face, and he suddenly felt a roar in his ears.
The sweet dream of riding an eagle and a running dog turned into a bubble in an instant before I could do much about it.
As he walked, he stared at Uncle Qi and asked in surprise:
"My father is an official of the imperial court. Without His Majesty's decree, who would dare to arrest my father and imprison him?!"
Although he is just a pseudo-history buff.
But I also know that if it is not a big deal for a high-ranking official in a border area, how could he be imprisoned without any warning? ?
The lawless one was Yuan Chonghuan, who only dared to kill Mao Wenlong with Shang Fang's sword.
Not to mention that in addition to being a civil servant, his father was also one of the few high-quality Confucian cultivators in the Holy Dynasty? !
The reason why the Holy Dynasty and the demon tribe still stand strong despite hundreds of frictions is precisely because the Confucianism cultivators are extremely restrained towards the demon tribe!
Although Confucianism cultivators do not pay attention to the cultivation of physical strength, on the battlefield with the demon clan, a single word of a saint can be worth thousands of troops!
"The angel from the capital came into the house and imprisoned the master in the name of secretly communicating with the demon clan."
Secretly communicating with the demon clan? !
The Great Sage has been at war with the demon clan in southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years, and it has long been a life-or-death situation.
This one crime is enough to punish the nine tribes!
He no longer hesitated, picked up the valuable items on the table and stuffed them into his arms, then prepared to run away with the bucket:
"The road is difficult, Uncle Qi, you should also take more precious items."
Having died once, he cherishes life more than anyone else.
Moreover, the back-up support of the border official Bu should be enough for him to live a life of living and waiting for death. Uncle Qi looked at Zeng Anmin's bulging chest and his expression froze.
Shouldn't we be more concerned about the master at this time?
…………
The two of them were extremely fast, and soon they were outside the gate of the mansion.
Zeng Anmin stopped and looked at the scene in front of him. He felt no luck at all.
Qi Bo also paused, his eyes serious, staring straight ahead.
"On the order of the inspector, we are arresting the family members of criminals. If there are any other people who hinder us, we will not care about death or injury!!"
The strong and powerful man rode a tall horse and held a wax-white spear from a high position.
Behind him, a team of 100 people in black clothes surrounded the entire Zeng Mansion.
The people on the street instantly turned into birds and beasts and fled in a rush.
The strong man's eyes were extremely sharp, and his slanted eyebrows accentuated his sharpness.
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An immense coercion came from him and fell on Zeng Anmin, who was ten steps away.
"Master Zeng, where are you going?"
The strong man seemed to be smiling, but his voice was like a bell.
“Deng Deng~”
Zeng Anmin's heart sank.
The immense pressure was pressing down on him, making him unable to move at all.
However, the back of his waist was slowly blocked by Uncle Qi's big hand, so he didn't appear embarrassed.
He knew this strong man.
Wang Daoyuan is a top-level physical cultivator in the Xuanjing Division.
In the words of his previous life, he was a diamond player.
But in front of his father, he is just like a dog.
"Da da da~"
Every step the war horse takes forward brings a hint of depression.
"We are getting ready to go out to play. Would you like to come with Captain Wang? Anmin treats us."
Zeng Anmin pretended to be relaxed and replied to Wang Daolai's words.
It was such a hellish start right after crossing, and it would be hard for anyone to accept it.
"Haha."
Wang Daoyuan tilted his chin with a smile:
"I don't have that leisurely mood."
After saying that, he waved his hand coldly:
"Take it!"
Just when two people came out of the team and stepped forward.
However, Uncle Qi stepped forward and blocked Zeng Anmin firmly behind him.
His eyes were stern, his voice was old and powerful, and he didn't take Wang Daoyuan in front of him at all:
"Is this rotten guy worthy of taking action against the young master?!"
Hearing this, Zeng Anmin's eyes lit up.
Confidence suddenly emerged in my heart.
As a body cultivator who has followed his father for so long, he is definitely not bad!
"Hey, you old dog that doesn't know how to live or die."
Wang Daoyuan chuckled, and he just picked up the spear in his hand. It felt as if it had no strength, and slowly handed it out towards the two of them.
Qi Bo's eyes were extremely solemn, and he swooped forward, tapping the ground with his toes a few times, and there was a long whip in his hand.
"Pa~"
After receiving the spear and short whip, Qi Bo left quickly and came back quickly.
With a "bang" sound, he lay on the ground, trembled a few times, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
By the way, it also landed on Zeng Anmin's face.
Then he became motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead...
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
No, he speaks with such force.
Turns out he was a scumbag? ?
Then you just pretended to be so cool?
Before he could speak, two big men came up to surround him and tied him up three times, five times and two times.
"Crack!"
The riding whip in Wang Daoyuan's hand left a bloody mark on Zeng Anmin's arm.
His eyes were gloomy:
"Don't pretend to be stupid to delay time, leave quickly!"
Without any explanation, two big men in mysterious clothes stepped forward and pulled him.
The huge Zeng Mansion behind him was completely in chaos at this time.
The wolf-like and tiger-like Xuanjing Si Chiyilang entered the house and started their own work.
Countless panicked screams filled my ears...
Being suppressed all the way, Zeng Anmin said nothing.
He has not yet recovered from his dizzy state.
"Da da da." The sound of horse hooves gradually sounded.
Wang Daoyuan's voice condensed into a thin line and penetrated into Zeng Anmin's ears.
"Boy, there were so many people just now, so I have to show my face."
"Master Zeng was framed and sent to the prison of Xuanjing Division."
"The files have been written. I'm just waiting to take down your whole house and seal the coffin immediately!"
Zeng Anmin suddenly raised his head and looked towards Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan was riding on the horse, looking forward with a normal expression.
(End of chapter)