Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Hu Ping said, 'Do you think I will believe it? ’, looking at Han Yi with a fool’s eyes.

"What, you don't believe it?" Han Yi glanced at his expression and said firmly, "In my hometown, I believe that only those who are thick-skinned and black can achieve great things. There is also someone who wrote a book called "Thick and Black Science" , specializes in how to darken and thicken your skin.”

"Okay." Hu Ping was helpless. He saw that Han Yi's expression was firm and it didn't look like he was telling lies.

However, no matter what he thought, he never expected where exactly there would be such a weird regional custom.

"Brother Hu, please take this jade bracelet." Han Yi gently threw the jade bracelet over again. Of course, this time he didn't do anything.

Hu Ping took the jade bracelet, looked at it quietly for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Interesting."

"Hu family, Hu Ping, you must have heard of me." He raised his head, looked at Han Yi, and signed up his number.

"You are also very interesting." Han Yi smiled, "Jingtian Village, Jiuquyuan, Han Yi."

It's been a long time, and he hasn't announced his home address. Of course, it actually doesn't matter whether he repays it or not. It's not a secret that he came to this treasure gathering hall. After Hu Ping made some inquiries and asked the shopkeeper, he knew the origin.

It's better to introduce yourself and treat it as an expression of sincerity.

"Then this matter is settled." He said calmly, "Brother Hu"

"Then it's settled." Han Yi smiled, "Brother Hu, please don't forget to promise and deliver the things."

"You don't need to tell me. I know." Hu Ping was a little depressed and his voice was low.

This is the first time in his life that he has been so deflated in his life.

Say it, he jumped up, his body was like lightning

disappear.

"It's so fast." Han Yi also felt that his eyes were blurred, and then no one was there.

"Speaking of which, this guy is actually said to be the treasury of one of the three great masters in Huayang City?!" He didn't believe it.

This guy's mental strength and strategy are obviously far beyond those of ordinary people. Even he himself was almost deceived by his harmless appearance.

"He is so low-key on weekdays and doesn't care about other people's rumors and opinions about him. He will even release smoke bombs to discredit himself and reduce his attractiveness."

The more Han Yi thought about it, he felt a little pain at the root of his teeth. This guy seemed to have practiced a secret technique that could hide the breath of Qi and blood, and he couldn't see through his true details.

The third young master of Huayang City treated such a terrible person as the most inconspicuous one, and was even said to be a nuisance.

There are two possibilities.

Or, among the three young masters, the first two are too powerful. In comparison, Hu Ping is mediocre and underestimated.

Or, it was Hu Ping who was so well-hidden and so good that no one noticed it and developed silently and in a low-key manner.

But it was not like he had never seen the third young master of Huayang City before.

Let's just say that the eldest son of the You family, who is as good as Long Yang, is good in strength, but that's all. There's nothing outstanding about it at all.

Therefore, Mr. Hu can only be the latter.

Combined with the previous encounter, Han Yi was inclined to think that this person was extremely low-key, and most of the time, he was just developing silently.

"Speaking of which," he looked a little weird, "Why does this guy feel so similar to me?!"

He shook his head, no

Think about this issue again.

I forcefully gave the shopkeeper a few taels of silver, which should be enough to buy this bronze mirror. He also turned and left.

Jingtianzhuang, Yangzhiyuan.

An antique wooden building with delicately carved mahogany eaves and a delicate fragrance lingering under it. An elegant-looking man in a black robe sat playing the piano and looked like an ancient celebrity.

A song finally comes to an end.

The man shook his head, closed his eyes and hummed, as if he was still immersed in the intoxicating sound.

Fang Shouming, who had been waiting for a long time, could not restrain his anxiety. He immediately took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Father."

Only those who can own an independent two-story building in Yangzhiyuan and have free time to cultivate their sentiments, that is, the deputy owner, Fang He, can have this leisurely atmosphere.

"Shou Ming, how many times have I told you, don't be impatient when something happens, calm down first and deal with it calmly." Fang He spoke calmly without raising his eyelids.

"Yes, father." Fang Shouming took a deep breath. Although he was a little unhappy, he quickly calmed down.

"Tell me what's wrong." At this time, Fang Hecai slowly opened his eyes and looked at his son, Fang Shouming.

"It's the same thing as last time." Fang Shouming felt helpless and quickly explained the matter.

Last time, he wanted to use the influence of Zhong Han's best friend, Sun Mingzhen, to brainwash Zhong Han through a dinner party and persuade him to agree to the marriage proposal of the Sanshan Sect.

But what was helpless was that Zhong Han's attitude was beyond their imagination.

Zhong Han, who usually seems to be gentle and talkative, doesn't even have food.

After eating, he threw up his sleeves and left on the spot, and left harsh words, saying that if there is a next time, we won't even be friends.

All this disrupted Fang Shouming's plan.

He originally thought that everything would go smoothly and that Zhong Han would accept the persuasion and get married and have children as they imagined, but it turned out

"Yeah. That's normal." After hearing this, Fang He nodded, as if everything was under his control.

He has three tufts of goatee and looks a little bookish, with a bookish temperament.

"Zhong Han, this girl, looks a bit like her dead father. She has a stubborn temper, which is normal. In this case, let's put this matter aside for now." He brushed his beard and spoke in a calm tone.

"No matter what?!" Fang Shouming was a little excited, "But, father, if this doesn't work out, how can we make an alliance with the Sanshan Sect?"

However, Fang He just reached out calmly to let him calm down before speaking: "Ming'er, you are still young, so you can't be too reckless when doing things. You have to know that many times, little cleverness and little strategies are not useless. If you want to truly achieve your goal, you need momentum!”

His eyes suddenly burst into light: "Be upright, take advantage of the situation. Be upright, and be overwhelming! These sixteen words are my life insights over the years.

Regarding Zhong Han, your simple persuasion will only stimulate her rebellious psychology. Only by influencing other aspects, the people she cares about and the things she cherishes, can she be made to accept the engagement voluntarily and without any complaints! "

"What father meant?" Fang Shouming was a little confused, but he quickly realized, "

You mean Aunt Zhong Yunxiu? "

"There is some correlation, but there are still some deviations." Fang He shook his head slightly, "Tomorrow, think about it, Zhong Yunxiu, what does she value, what is the most important thing in her life? You need to find Zhong Yunxiu Something in common with Zhong Han.”

"Zhong Han? Jiuquyuan?!" Fang Shouming seemed to understand something, and his eyes lit up.