Red Heart Survey

"Jiang Wang, Jiang Wang!" The evil leader of Hell's No Gate lamented bitterly: "You really use people to move forward, not backward. People like you are deceiving the world and stealing your reputation! I want to expose your true face to the world!"

The stalwart and most famous Taixu cabinet member stood with his hands behind his hands: "Oh? What is my true face?"

"I want to tell the world that you, Jiang Wang, are King Bian Cheng with the most notorious reputation and the cruelest methods in Hell without Gate! You refuse to repay your debts, you turn your back on them ruthlessly, and you are two-faced!" Yin Guan put forward a birdcage and opened the black Cloth, let Yan Xiao reveal himself: "This most ferocious and evil Yan Xiao is your pet!"

Jiang Wang chuckled and looked at the tailless swallow, which represented pure evil, kindly: "Do you know me?"

Yan Xiao hesitated and said: "Recognize--still don't recognize him."

"Just tell the truth!" Jiang Wang said, "Say you don't know me."

"I don't know him!" Yan Xiao said loudly: "I don't know him, he doesn't know him, he doesn't know him!"

"Dead bird!" Yin Guan kicked the birdcage away and said angrily: "It doesn't recognize you, but I do!"

"Then you go out and talk." Jiang Wang said nonchalantly: "Let's see if the world believes you or me."

"Ah, you are so virtuous now." Yin Guan pointed at him: "You have disappointed your old friend so much!"

Jiang Wang laughed loudly: "I have experienced the joy of Jingshitai!"

"Stop saying anything!" Yin Guan stretched out his hand directly: "Pay back the money!"

"You are too vulgar." Jiang Wang smiled and criticized: "It's not that I won't pay it back, it's just a few days later. How can you be an organizational leader if you don't have this kind of determination?"

"It's been years!"

"Don't I pay it back regularly?"

"You just repay the interest every year! Is that also called repayment?"

"Isn't Yan Xiao working here?"

"Don't you know each other?"

"You can also get to know each other!"

Yin Guan took out a ledger and made a few strokes on it: "Here, after deducting its remuneration, you still owe so much. Let's settle the account, Mr. Jiang!"

"Hey! Brother Yin!" Jiang Wang did not take the account book and softened his tone: "I don't have to draw a clear line with you. But you know, my current identity is relatively sensitive..."

Yin Guan snorted coldly: "Mr. Jiangge!"

"Hey! It's best if you understand." Jiang Wang coaxed briefly, then changed the topic: "If there's nothing serious, I'll leave first. I'll have to help my sister write articles when I get back!"

"...Stop!" Yin Guan shouted to stop.

"Is something really wrong?" Jiang Wang took back his raised steps.

"It has been almost six years since I last went to Youguo. It is time for me to find further truth. I need to find out what the Jinghai plan is and then decide whether to trace more." Yin Guan said seriously: " I need King Bian Cheng to hold the battle for me."

"Just holding back?"

"Your current status is not suitable for taking action. But this trip is dangerous, and I need someone to help me solve the accident."

"Okay." Jiang Wang only said this one word and turned around.

"Don't you hesitate?" Yin Guan's voice came from behind.

Jiang Wang said without looking back: "Maybe I also want to know the truth."

"Wait a minute!" Yin Guan stopped him and threw out a thin book coolly: "This "Hunyuan Hidden Breath Method" can better hide your cultivation. It can be regarded as a deposit for the mission."

Cabinet member Jiang caught it casually, flipped through a few pages, and put it away in the storage box. As a member of the Taixu Cabinet, he now has the highest authority on the stage. As long as his [gong] is in place, he has no shortage of secret techniques, but there is no need to show off in front of Yin Guan - what if Yin Guan asks him to pay back the money again?

"Wait!" Yin Guan suddenly shouted again.

Jiang Wang had already walked far away at this time, but he still turned around at high altitude with a look of helplessness on his face: "So what?"

"Happy birthday!" Yin Guan said with a smile: "Tomorrow is your birthday. Mr. Jiang Ge will probably be very busy at that time, so I wish you well in advance."

Jiang Wang was silent for a while and then said: "East King Valley is not too far from here."

Yin Guan smiled slightly: "What do you mean? There are people in Dongwang Valley that you are inconvenient to kill?"

"Go and get treated. I think you are seriously ill!" Jiang Wang turned around and left, leaving no trace, as small as a flying owl.

Feihong turned around and floated back.

Jiang Wang pulled out the Sauvignon Blanc with a loud sound and said viciously: "What do you mean by remembering my birthday? Are you planning to curse me?"

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…

When we returned to Xingyueyuan, the night was already dark.

The restaurant has already closed, and the guys have gone back to their dormitories - Jiang Dong's family has set up several courtyards not far from Bai Yujing Restaurant for employees to live in.

Jiang Zhenren walked into the building immaculately, and the building was dark.

He rarely spreads his knowledge in his restaurant because everyone has privacy. At this time, everyone should be meditating and practicing - except Jiang Anan. This girl loves to sleep, so she should be working hard in her sleep.

Climb up the stairs and slowly walk to the top floor.

Jiang Wang did not go back to his quiet room to practice immediately, but went to the study first. Although I came back late, I still need to check my homework.

There are three desks in the huge study room, one large and two small. Mr. Jiang usually sits at his desk and supervises the children.

The desk belonging to Jiang Anan is stacked in a slightly messy manner. A large piece of rice paper was spread out in the middle of the table, and the article written by Jiang Anan was transcribed on it and pressed down with a paperweight. The handwriting is well-written, far better than that of my fourteen-year-old self.

As for the content of the article, there are many twists and turns, and the core is the opening sentence "The weather is very good today" - how did you come up with 400 words? !

Jiang Wang was wondering whether he should send Jiang Anan to Longmen Academy for a few months, or should he still stay at Qinjin Academy? With Zhong Xuanyin's help, there is no problem in enrolling...but will it be too hard?

Mugu Academy is on the edge of the disaster river and is not considered. Qingya Academy has Xu Xiangqian, who has an option of expulsion.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, among the pile of famous works on the table, there was a small pale pink book with a small half of the cover exposed.

Jiang Zhenren's heart skipped a beat - Jiang Anan's diary!

He had glanced at it, and Jiang Anan hid it nervously.

"This kid is too careless and doesn't know how to keep it properly." Jiang Wang muttered and took out the diary.

It makes sense to be your brother's helper with custody.

Well, otherwise...

As his sister grew up, sometimes he really couldn't figure out what was going on in her little head.

He turned and looked outside to make sure there was no one outside the door. Then he turned around and slowly opened the diary - if parents care about their children's spiritual world, how can it be called peeking? It's concern!

Turning to the first page of the diary, I saw a line of big words written on it——

"I caught you peeking at the diary!!!"

An exaggerated smiley face was drawn on the back.

Jiang Zhenren almost burned the diary with a fire, but finally he controlled it. At the bottom of the page, he drew a little man pushing the door open, with "turn back" written in small characters on the door.

So I turned a page.

This page says——

"Even so, I will still forgive you."

There is also a painting of a small figure pushing the door underneath.

Open it again——

"Because you are the best brother in the world."

Open it again——

"You are my only relative in the world, but you have given me so much love."

Open it again——

"I never envy others, because I am envied by others!"

Open it again——

"I'm never afraid. Thinking that my brother is Jiang Wang makes me sleep soundly."

Open it again——

"After today, you will be twenty-seven years old. You have grown up... You have grown up a long time ago, Master Jiang!"

Open it again——

"Lend me your birthday wish. I want to make a wish for you."

At the bottom, a little man is drawn with his fingers clasped together, and a cloud is drawn to represent the mind.

Yun Duoli wrote - "I hope my brother won't have to work so hard anymore!"

boom!

boom! boom! boom!

At this moment, fireworks were set off outside the building.

At this moment, the entire night sky of Xingyueyuan was covered with flower flames.

The formations lit up, the sparks jumped, and the lamps lit up one by one. The entire Bai Yujing Restaurant was suddenly brightly lit, as bright as day!

Zhu Weiwo, Bai Yuxia, Lian Yuchan, Chu Yao, Ye Qingyu, Jiang Anan... and stupid Hui who was jumping happily, sprang out from all corners of the restaurant, and they all crowded into the study room in an instant.

"Happy birthday!"

"happy!"

"Take it to the next level!"

"Make a lot of money!"

"You get what you want!"

"happy!"

There was a chorus of cheers.

Everyone piled in the gifts they had prepared, and even Chou Hui took a bone in his mouth and placed it at Jiang Zhenren's feet with his head shaking.

Jiang Zhenren hugged all the gift boxes, still holding the fake diary in his hand, and froze in place for a moment. I don’t know whether I should be happy, touched, or embarrassed.

Just as he didn't know what role he was being watched in at the moment - the birthday boy? Good brother? Is he a bad parent who was caught peeking at his child's diary?

Who taught you to celebrate like this?

It was like being attacked and besieged!

…

Dao Li's birthday in 3927 was the most noisy one in Jiang Wang's life so far.

It wasn't like he could finally stop, take a good rest, and celebrate the day he came into the world like all people living a normal life. Nor is it because there are relatives and friends around, and there is endless laughter.

Instead, many people from all over the world who did not know him came to congratulate him with heavy gifts, making Tianfeng Valley overcrowded.

I don’t know how it spread on this day?

On the Xingyue Plain, there are pack teams lined up, and there are teams celebrating Mr. Jiang Ge's birthday everywhere.

Jiang Wang naturally refused to accept the gifts, but many people put down the gifts and ran away, as if they were charging into the battlefield and setting up the flag first.

Forced by desperation, Bai Yujing had to close its doors for three days. It was announced that the owner would be traveling far away and the restaurant would be closed.

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"I'm a good boy." A group of human cats were eating hot pot in a restaurant. Lian Yuchan was speechless when she heard the momentum outside the door. "My boss is so popular now! There are people coming from the Snow Country to the offshore islands. Don't worry. How come your cabinet members don’t see such momentum?”

"Because your boss is someone who is really down-to-earth and starts walking step by step." Ye Qingyu said with some seriousness: "His starting point is a starting point that everyone can have; his experience is an experience that everyone can see. "His existence truly inspires many practitioners who are interested in the future."

Jiang Wang smiled: "To put it bluntly, the threshold of other houses is too high, and gift-givers can't get in! When you say this, it makes me look like I'm too much!"

Chu Yao looked up from the hot pot in his busy schedule: "Master, you are amazing!"

"Really?" Jiang Wang took his chopsticks like a sword to the moon, took off the chicken legs on his chopsticks, and put them into Ye Qingyu's bowl. He performed a set of movements smoothly, without looking at his apprentice, and just said warmly to Ye Qingyu: "You It was so sudden that I forgot to ask...has Uncle Ye recovered from his illness?"

Ye Qingyu smiled and took another chicken drumstick for Chu Yao: "Not yet. So I will rush back soon."

"He is old and needs to rest when he is sick. Tell him not to hold on..." Jiang Wang said, looking at Bai Yuxia: "Why are you dazing there all the time!"

Bai Yuxia came to her senses and blurted out: "It's time to raise the price!"

"You are really a good shopkeeper to me." Jiang Wang repaid him with a big piece of meat.

Jiang Anan was eating meat silently next to her, while Zhu Weiwo cooked the meat for her silently.

Good times are quiet, and time is always there.

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“The price of pork has gone up!”

In the felt tent, a man wearing the mask of the Song Emperor sat in front of the bonfire, with his hands spread wide, and preached very contagiously: "Our treatment should also be mentioned! In what age, Yama's remuneration has to be compared with the organization Five to five points, is it appropriate? Can the Hell without Gate back then be the same as the Hell without Gate now?"

He is already the fourth emperor of Song Dynasty.

His predecessor, the evil villain Ling Wufeng, had followed in the footsteps of the previous two predecessors and contributed to the organization's fluidity... Also, Ling Wufeng, who had been advised long ago, would never have spoken so recklessly.

"Alas!" The Risen King sighed hoarsely at the right moment.

It not only echoed the sentiments of the Song Emperor, but did not fully express its attitude.

Emperor Song was not stupid either. He could not tolerate him just fanning the flames without adding fuel. He looked at him seriously and said, "King Wuguan, you are the old Yama. Do you agree with me?"

"I'm not that old, I'm just lucky enough to live longer..." The Rogue King is not a good-tempered person, but when he thinks about his collection, he becomes more tolerant. Emperor Song No. 3 is still lying in his coffin, so he can be gentler to No. 4. "If you agree or disagree, we can study it further."

From the creation of Hell No Gate to the present, there are only three Yamas that have not been replaced: King Guang of Qin, King of Chu Jiang, and the other kings.

King Chu Jiang mainly does rear work, layout, setting up formations, processing intelligence... and so on, and is rarely involved in danger personally. King Qin Guang is not a normal person. His destiny is too hard and the sky will not accept him. He will not die no matter what he does. Only he, the Risen King, escaped death time and time again by relying on his extraordinary wisdom.

It would be a dream to capture the new Emperor of Song Dynasty who had just arrived.

"We must unite and fight for our interests. We live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife, do we still have to wrong ourselves?" The new emperor of the Song Dynasty was a coup d'etat, Kuang Yuxin, the Taiwei of Quguo. The coup failed and he fled the country alone. He came out to be a killer, and after working in the organization for half a year, he also began to try to increase his influence in the organization.

"King Ping, what do you think?"

King Wu Guan Luo Bu Luo Di, King Taishan of the Seventh Palace and City King of the Eighth Palace are all newcomers, and they are relatively cautious and unable to express their opinions. In this organization, King Ping Ping's seniority is considered very high, and he wants to win this support.

But King Pingping, who was sitting alone in the corner, just plucked the firewood in front of him and didn't even raise his eyes as if he hadn't heard anything.

This is really a group of people without ideals... The walking dead chopper!

"King Yama, what do you think?" Emperor Song asked again.

King Yama of the Fifth Palace only raised one finger, and a dice was spinning on his finger. He smiled and said, "Guess the size?"

Guess your mother's legs!

Emperor Song stopped the urge to curse, and took another look at the Tenth Palace Chakravartin King who was sleeping on the ground, and finally stopped his efforts. Although it was just a simple test, this group of people really had no ambition! They come out to be killers one by one, almost becoming role models for employees! Hardworking and uncomplaining!

It was a rare gathering of all the palaces, but Qin Guang and Chu Jiang were not there. It was a great opportunity to connect, but no one could grasp it.

He felt sad and sorry for these people!

"I support your idea!" A voice sounded outside the tent at this time.

The curtain had been opened at some point, and a man with an upright figure and empty hands stood outside, as if the night of the grassland had been cast in, and his shadow was pulled by the firelight and fell on the tent, like a giant ghost with teeth and claws.

Everyone is in his shadow.

And the mask on his face clearly says -

Biancheng.