In the so-called paradise of Hang Zhou, there was a beautiful scenery called West Lake. The West Lake was red and green in spring, sunny in summer, fragrant in autumn, and covered in white in winter.
As the saying went, there was heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. This was the beautiful scenery of West Lake in Hangzhou.
Xia Tian stood at the edge of West Lake and looked at the surface of the lake. The entire lake was covered in lotus leaves, and he could not see the end of it. The leaves were endless and the lotus flowers were red under the sun!
There was a small shop by the West Lake. The shop seemed particularly deserted, but the people next door were indeed coming and going.
Because it was next door to the Xileng Seal Society!
The store wasn't very big. It was only about 40 to 50 square meters, and the entire shop looked ancient.
The vermillion wood was carved with some flowers. At first glance, it complemented the beautiful scenery of West Lake.
On the front of the door were a few large red words: Wushan House!
Standing at the door and looking inside, he saw all kinds of antiques on the cabinets around him.
However, this small shop had paintings, calligraphy, jade, porcelain, and even bronze.
However, those who knew the art knew that these were only used for decoration. There were not many authentic antiques among them.
If you want the real thing, you can only explore it yourself with the shopkeeper. Only those fools will buy these antiques for decoration.
There was a saying in the antique industry: If they didn't open for business for three years, they would eat for three years.
Therefore, the business here was particularly cold. Perhaps you wouldn't have a single business in a year, but if you made a deal, it would definitely be enough for you to eat for three years.
The decoration of the entire shop was the same as the facade. They were all made of solid wood, which made them look retro.
A young man was already asleep on the counter.
In front of the counter was a young man in his twenties. He was dressed casually but had a handsome face. At a glance, he was about 1.8 meters tall.
He was holding a magnifying glass and looking at a piece of gold foil. Strange words were engraved on the gold foil. Ordinary people would not know what was recorded on it.
This person was Wu Xie of the Wu Family. Little Third Master.
The Wu Family used to make a living in Changsha. It was said that they were doing very well there. It was unknown why they came to Hang Province to start over.
After all these years of Wu Family's management, they finally managed to gain a foothold in Hang Province.
The person in charge of the overall situation in Hang Province was called Wu Sansheng, the Third Master of the Three Sects, and this Wu Mountain House was used by the Wu Family for Wu Xie to practice.
"May I ask if this is the Wu family's bet? Is there anyone who can speak?"
Just as Wu Xie was carefully studying the gold leaf in his hand, a young man who looked to be around twenty years old stood at the door and asked.
Wu Xie raised his head and looked over. Although this young man looked young, he had a pair of deep eyes. It was as if he had already experienced all kinds of torture in the world.
His exquisite face was even more handsome than Wu Xie's. However, although this person was handsome, he gave off an evil charm.
"My name is Wu Xie, what can I do for you?”Wu Xie looked at this person and said.
The man smiled and went straight to the point,"My name is Zhang Qi. I heard from Chang Sha's friend that you need a few capable assistants here.”
Wu Xie couldn't sit still after hearing that. He carefully put away the gold leaf.
"Little Meng, I'm going back. I'll leave this shop to you.”Wu Xie shouted at the young man who was lying on the table.
The young man called Little Meng raised his head and said,""Again! Aren't you too incompetent as a boss?”
However, Wu Xie did not care about his wails at all and left in a hurry with Zhang Qi.
As Wu Xie had his own car, the two of them didn't say much and waited for the car to arrive.
"Brother Zhang Qi, who did you hear that from in Changsha?”Wu Xie asked as he drove.
Zhang Qi naturally knew that this was a test. After all, this kind of thing could not be exposed.
"In the early years, I had been staying at home. This year, I just debuted. I was lucky enough to hear this news in a teahouse on the old street of Changsha, so I came.”Zhang Qi replied.
Wu Xie knew that although most of his family's energy was placed in Hang Province, his second uncle was still managing Chang Sha.
After all, that was the ancestral land of the Wu Family.
"I see. But this time, we have to choose some capable people. Brother Zhang, did you explain your specialties?”Wu Xie asked.
"The older generation of my family has been wandering the Jianghu, so I have inherited some martial arts skills." Zhang Qi smiled and said.
Moreover, he had some strength in his hands, so it was not a problem for him to deal with a few burly men.”
"This is not a joke, but have you thought about it carefully?”Wu Xie asked again.
"The previous generation's family was in decline and could only become farmers. In addition, the harvests in the past few years have been poor. Sooner or later, they will starve to death." Zhang Qi said helplessly.”
Although what he said was a lie, Zhang Qi really felt very helpless in his heart.
He wasn't originally a person of this world. He was a big zombie in the zombie world.
With his own efforts, he was about to become a Red-eyed Second Generation Zombie, but he was struck by the heavenly lightning and brought here by the power of spacetime distortion.
In this world, he was also known as a big rice dumpling. However, this rice dumpling was different. It was a human-bodied zombie that still maintained all the physiological functions of a human.
However, what made him very depressed was that after living here, he realized that this place was not suitable for him to cultivate.
Fortunately, he obtained a system when he transmigrated.
This system did not have any missions or prompts. It only told him that when he killed and absorbed a certain amount of power from his own kind, he would receive a random lottery.
This lottery might be an ability, a treasure, or a panacea. It could be said that there was everything.
However, this world was bright and clear. Where were there so many demons and ghosts for him to absorb his soul, and where were there any demons and monsters for him to cultivate?
When he was in despair, he took advantage of the fact that he still had a little strength to walk in the north and south of the river.
Unfortunately, he had arrived at a teahouse in Changsha a few days ago.
Hearing the people inside talking about the various things in the ancient tomb, Zhang Qi instantly found hope for survival.
However, he was not proficient in Feng Shui and the Eight Trigrams, so he could not find those tombs at all. The few tombs he casually dug only had piles of white bones.
He still remembered that day in the teahouse, he heard from the people of Jianghu that the Hang State had already found a few powerful helpers to help hold the trumpet.
That was why the scene from before happened.
After hearing Zhang Qi's words, Wu Xie was a little surprised. Wasn't this farmer too handsome?
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