I Became a Follower of the Female Villain

Royal Road of the Imperial City.

Xu Beiwang stared at Cui Ge's desolate back in front of him, thinking to himself.

Do you want to reveal a secret to him?

Your wife is having sex with Uncle Wu Guo!

No, if you reveal your shortcomings face to face, where will you put your face on the dignified assistant minister?

Xu Beiwang frowned, weighing the pros and cons.

This has to be euphemistically reminded.

After all, the queen's younger brother stays with Mrs. Cui all day long, what if one day she instructs Mrs. Cui to do something?

Thinking of this, he quickly walked over and cupped his hands: "Old Cui Ge."

Cui Youfu didn't turn his head back: "What's the matter?"

Xu Beiwang didn't say anything sad, but just asked for advice:

"Ge Lao is full of knowledge and experience, may I ask if there is a monster with a human body but a bull's head?"

"Tauren?" Cui Youfu turned around and knew that this was Xu Jing's son, so he replied:

"Langya Mountain is full of low-level monsters, so there is nothing to worry about."

Xu Beiwang continued to ask:

"May I ask Mr. Ge, what kind of monster is the green tortoise?"

Cui Youfu frowned, very impatiently:

"Green-haired tortoise, you don't even have such simple knowledge, go home and ask your father more!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves angrily.

"Old Cui Ge, be strong." Xu Beiwang said quietly.

Listening to his sympathetic tone, Cui Ge couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.

He sighed and walked away.

Xu Beiwang couldn't help but speak slowly:

"The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me?"

Cui Youfu was startled, and subconsciously said:

"Good poetry!"

He stopped in his tracks, turned around and expressed his appreciation:

"A green character is both subtle and wonderful, forming a distinct sense of the picture."

After a pause, he shook his head again, "It's a pity that I don't have the courage to condense my writing, otherwise I can practice Confucian righteousness."

He repeated this line of poem, the strong melancholy in the poem reminded him of the tragic death of his eldest son, and Cui Youfu couldn't help crying.

Seeing this, Xu Beiwang simply gave up the hint and said it later.

So he gave a deep salute and walked away with his hands behind his back.

...

The bustling cross street, bustling with people along the street, is very lively.

At the corner of the alley.

A scholar wearing a square scarf and a long sword at his waist stopped suddenly.

He raised his foot, firmly stepped on the money bag on the ground, and then carefully looked around.

A few zhang away, a plump and handsome man in white robe was looking at him lightly.

Those deep eyes are high above, ignoring everything.

The scholar was heartbroken, forced a smile and said:

"Whoever sees it has a share, shall we share it equally?"

Xu Beiwang kept his face calm and indifferent, but he was a little confused in his heart.

When the other party picked up the money just now, he curiously checked his luck.

Why is this scholar's luck tower so strange?

There are only thirty-two floors, but the fifty floors above are shining with light.

It can only be described as weird.

Xu Beiwang calmly said:

"I'm not interested in silver, this money bag belongs to Xiongtai."

The scholar couldn't help but quickly picked up the purse, weighed it, and stuffed it into the sachet contentedly.

This weight is not light!

The handsome man in front of him perfectly interpreted what it means to be a modest son, as gentle as jade.

That free and easy and unconventional temperament is the best in the world!

The scholar respectfully said:

"In Xialiu Dongfang, dare to ask Your Excellency?"

Xu Beiwang didn't answer. An ant in the Qi training period is not worthy of knowing his name.

He was always observing the Qiyun Tower. When he put away the money bag, the fifty floors above were still shining.

"Where are you going?" Xu Beiwang's voice was gentle and friendly.

Liu Shusheng was in a good mood, and said with a smile:

"Next time, I'm going to Nanshi to buy gifts and give them to my teacher."

Xu Beiwang let out a "huh", "It's fate, I happen to be going to Nanshi too, why don't I go?"

Liu Shusheng didn't refuse, but couldn't wait to answer.

Looking at this white-robed man, his bearing is no less than that of a nobleman in the sky, so he must curry favor with him.

The two saluted each other and walked side by side.

Along the way, Liu Shusheng kept probing Xu Beiwang's family background, but Xu Beiwang fudged them all.

On the contrary, Xu Beiwang opened his mouth and said:

"I really envy Mr. Liu's chance. Unlike me, I haven't even picked up a copper coin in my life, let alone a purse."

Whoa!

Liu Shusheng's face changed, and his fawning look disappeared instantly.

This kind of unlucky ghost must never be friends with him!

You must know that in the martial arts world, root talent is the foundation, and luck is especially important.

Including the officialdom, who can rise step by step without a chance?

Such unlucky people are doomed to be mediocre in this life.

It's a pity, Guang looks like a lucky guy.

Liu Dongfang immediately moved a few steps away to keep a distance, for fear of bad luck.

...

The two came to Nanshi in silence.

Nanshi has two areas.

One is the vegetable market, spice shop, grain and oil shop, clothes shop and so on.

The other one, which is smaller, is a place dedicated to providing trading for warriors.

There are precious medicinal materials, elixirs, refined high-grade weapons, and even yellow rank exercises.

Liu Dongfang strode towards a street stall. It seemed that he had fallen in love with something a long time ago and only raised enough money today.

Xu Beiwang followed suit.

The stall manager is a skinny middle-aged man.

"The inkstone, I bought it!"

Liu Dongfang pointed to a Tao inkstone with delicate stone and silky texture.

The shopkeeper recognized him and said with a smile:

"Buy it now, three hundred taels."

Gritting his teeth, Liu Dongfang took out three bank notes from his sleeve and threw them over, "Here you are!"

The mentor likes to collect inkstones, so he has to do what he likes, otherwise how can he get attention?

Even if you pay a huge sum of money, it is quite worth it.

Xu Beiwang in the distance stared in astonishment. When the scholar just touched the inkstone, the Qi Luck Tower on his head was as if he had taken a stimulant.

Fully lit up to the ninety-second floor!

shining!

The scholar's original luck was only thirty-two layers, and this change is obvious.

Inkstones are treasures!

I didn't expect that by observing the Qiyun tower, I could cut the beard.

"Stop it, I want it!"

With a sharp shout, the shopkeeper shrank his hand in fright.

Liu Dongfang's face was a little ugly, he didn't expect this person to intervene.

This is a gift he has long wanted, and he will never give it up easily.

But he also knew that the white-robed man in front of him was far from what he could offend.

"A gentleman does not take what others like."

Liu Dongfang questioned loudly.

The implication is that your behavior will be spurned.

Xu Beiwang looked indifferently: "Sorry, I'm not a gentleman."

Liu Dongfang was stunned.

The shopkeeper was also stunned for a while, but quickly realized:

"This is the best inkstone, it is like a woman's skin when pressed, it is soft and tender but not slippery, pure and refreshing..."

"How much is the young master willing to pay?"

He earns more by raising the prices of each other!

"Didn't we make a deal?" Liu Dongfang looked angry, and threw the money bag he picked up:

"Add another twenty taels, I hope the shopkeeper will not break his promise."

The shopkeeper squinted his eyes and aimed at Xu Bei:

"Young master, look at this..."

The temperament and appearance of the two are very different, this white-robed young man, no matter what, he has to call one thousand taels, right? Otherwise, you won't be worthy of your identity.

Xu Beiwang remained expressionless, and said coldly:

"By the order of the imperial concubine, come to inspect!"

Whoosh!

A piece of red token was thrown on the booth.

The shopkeeper only glanced at it, and a chill ran down his spine.

The lifelike phoenix on the token cannot be faked.

That woman's dog leg!

"My lord please accept it!"

The shopkeeper's voice was trembling, and he trotted over to offer the inkstone with both hands.

With calm eyes, Xu Beiwang took the inkstone, and then the three hundred taels of silver bill appeared in the hands of the shopkeeper.

Before leaving, Xu Beiwang saw the Qiyun Tower beyond Liu Shusheng's unwilling and angry eyes.

It has long since returned to the normal luck value, the thirty-second floor.

Withdrawing his gaze, he held the inkstone in his hand and left slowly.

Liu Dongfang clenched his fists tightly, and after the inkstone was climbed first, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

It was as if he had lost something that was enough to change his fate.

The scholar shook his head, suppressing the humiliation in his heart.

What about being bullied? As humble as him, how dare you compete with this kind of person?

...

Xu Beiwang stopped a carriage and hurried to the six gates.

He wants to see what kind of treasure this is.

Unexpectedly, the hidden function of the system was also discovered, that is, Jiehu.

Once someone's luck suddenly soars, does that mean he will get a chance?

Not bad, really good.