Updated: 2012-08-28

Chapter 239: Wei Dong

After seeing Qian Da off, Shi Yan walked around the other hall and did not find the group of people in the battle group. After asking Mo Feng, he found out that in order to avoid being noticed, he hid in a cave in a mountain range not far from Luocheng.

After hearing this, Shi Yan nodded, "Indeed, we are careful in everything, and it is difficult to ensure that no one is staring at us in the secret. We have many enemies in the Zimu Liuhua Domain. If they know that we have a good battle group now, they will definitely hit hard and strangle us in the cradle."

Mo Feng whispered: "Miss Yier said the same thing at that time."

"Yi'er!" Shi Yan was stunned. He thought that this idea was proposed by Zixuan, but he didn't expect it to be what Yi'er thought, "I didn't expect that Ye Yi'er, a little girl, was so careful."

Mo Feng nodded, "Yes, none of us thought about this at that time." As he said that, he looked around, and then whispered in Shi Yan's ear: "I think this little girl Yier is not simple. She usually pretends to be a weak little girl, but the momentum she occasionally reveals is like a general who commands thousands of troops, and sometimes she hides it. I suspect that she has many unknown secrets."

Shi Yan nodded and instructed: "Don't talk about this with others, do you know Uncle Feng?"

Mo Feng smiled, "This is natural, I can tell the difference clearly."

Shi Yan knew that Mo Feng was good to him, so he said these words. To be honest, Mo Feng had a sharp vision and saw the difference between Ye Yier. Ye Yier was not a person from this world, and she received different life education. Sometimes it is normal to be weird in behavior. Shi Yan is the person who knows her best, and she has no secrets to Shi Yan. The strange thoughts in this clever and weird little girl's mind are like the sea, and she can't see the edge. It's just Shi Yan's attitude towards Mo

Feng was a little concerned about what he said, "The momentum he revealed occasionally is like a general who commands thousands of troops." Shi Yan carefully chewed the meaning of this sentence. Suddenly, he thought that when he went to the Yunxiao Sect to report the hidden dragon in Zhongtong Jianmen, he was deceived into the dark room by Ji Zichen. At that time, Canglan said that there seemed to be another soul in Ye Yier's body, and that soul, as Mo Feng said, was like a general who commands thousands of troops!

Could it be... the soul in Yier's body began to be unsuppressed?

"No, probably not." Shi Yan denied his thoughts. The reason was very simple, because Canglan was here! If she really couldn't suppress it, Canglan was definitely the first person to know about this, but she had never heard Canglan talk about it so far, which means that Ye Yier's soul was very stable and she did not act out at all.

"What the hell is going on?"

In fact, that is just the momentum Ye Yier has trained in the shopping mall. The shopping mall is like a battlefield. It is indeed like leading a huge company to break into the world in business competition.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you won't think about it anymore. Anyway, Canglan Dongqi and the others are in charge, so you can't make much noise." Shi Yan thought very alone.

It happened that Mo Cheng came down from the upper floor. Shi Yan saw it and pulled it over and asked, "Uncle Cheng, how many mirages are there in our inventory?"

Mo Cheng calculated and said, "Well, there are more than 1,300 in total, yes, yes, there are 1,393."

"So little?" Shi Yan was stunned and pondered for a moment, "Forget it, just be less, just earn as much as you can."

Now Mo Cheng doesn't know what the young master is thinking about? He asked in a low voice: "Boss, are you planning to sell these mirages here?"

Shi Yan nodded, "Yes, what do you think? Tell me."

Mo Cheng shook his head, "I don't have any ideas yet, but your boss's vision is really accurate. I've been here for so many days and guessed something, boss, you suddenly think of it."

Xiao Xiao flattered, and Mo Cheng continued: "Now Luocheng gathers a large number of cultivators from the Bianyun Three Realms. If we can open up the market here, we will soon be able to sell our mirages in the Bianyun Three Realms."

Although Shi Yan enjoyed Mo Cheng's flattery, he was somewhat unanimous about Mo Cheng's statement. "Uncle Cheng, there is one thing I must explain to you clearly."

Mo Cheng was stunned when he suddenly became serious and nodded, "Boss, you said."

"I don't plan to promote our mirages in the three domains of Bianyun." Shi Yan said.

"What!" Mo Cheng almost shouted, but fortunately, he immediately realized something was wrong and covered his mouth. Seeing that no one around cared about this, he asked Shi Yan in a low voice: "Boss, why? If we promote it in large quantities, we will have unimaginable reserves of spirit stones in our hands!"

"Yes, if we promote, we will have unimaginable reserves of spirit stones, but not only we know this, but others know it." Shi Yan said: "Do you think they will put such a large market and such a large piece of fat in front of you without stretching out their claws to take it for themselves? No one in this world is a fool, only strength or not! With our strength, it is not guaranteed that this piece of fat is under our control, and I don't want to give it up, so I plan to make a profit first, then turn it into darkness, and accumulate strength in the secret. After we have the ability to cut off any claw that dares to steal our plate meat, we can promote it with confidence and boldness. Not only the three domains of Bianyun, but my goal is the entire Xuanlong Realm!"

Mo Cheng was frightened by Shi Yan's words, and after a while, he came to his senses. The five flavors of New China are complicated. The boss is worthy of being the boss, and his vision of seeing things is different from that of himself. The boss's vision lies in the future, in the entire Xuanlong Realm. And what about himself? He just saw the little profit and relief in front of him. Mo Cheng said: "Boss, Mo Cheng has been taught!"

"Haha, it's good that you can wake up." Shi Yan smiled and patted Mo Cheng on the shoulder, "Uncle Cheng, as the most commercial-minded person in Mojia Village, the future shopping mall is your battlefield. I hope it can become the world of Mojia Village."

"This..." Mo Cheng was about to say something, but was interrupted by Shi Yan. "Uncle Cheng, I understand how Mojia Village treats me tightly. Mojia Village regards me as my own, and I also regard Mojia Village as my own family, so you should not refuse."

"But, I'm afraid I don't have that much ability." Mo Cheng said with a wry smile.

"Who will be born?" Shi Yan smiled, "This experience is accumulated step by step. Uncle Cheng naturally understands these great principles more than I do, so I don't need to say more."

"Oh, it would be great if there were people from this field who came to take you with you." Shi Yan sighed.

"Why don't you let me try?" Ye Yier's voice suddenly came, which scared the two of them. Shi Yan patted his chest and smiled bitterly: "Yier, you don't have any sound when you walk?"

Ye Yier covered her mouth and giggled, saying, "How is it possible? You two are too fascinated by the discussion." Ye Yier looked at Mo Cheng, "Uncle Cheng, can you trust Yier?"

Mo Cheng smiled and said, "Miss Yier, if this is the case, you can be considered a part of our Mojia Village, so I can naturally trust it."

Ye Yier nodded with satisfaction, "That's good. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you some knowledge in the mall, how about it?"

"Can you do it?" Shi Yan looked at Ye Yier from the top and down, "Why can't I see that you can do it."

Ye Yier gave Shi Yan a blank look and snorted: "There are too many things you can't see. If you see everything, how can I have any secrets? The mall is like a battlefield, a battlefield without gunpowder. It's not in vain for me to work hard in it for five or six years. Besides, it's not me that there is no business in your world? Unlike ours, the tragic situation of the war is completely beyond your imagination. I can survive there, let alone here."

Shi Yan knew that what Ye Yier was talking about was referring to her original world. There were many mirages in Ye Yier's box, which talked about commercial wars. Shi Yan knew about this, but there was not much fun. Shi Yan looked at it again, so he didn't remember it at all. Thinking about it now, it seemed that it was as Yier said, and the battle was very fierce.

"Well, that's OK." Shi Yan looked at Mo Cheng and said, "Uncle Cheng, then you can go with Yi'er for a while, and then use these 393 mirages as practice to see how many spirit stones can be raised for us."

Mo Cheng nodded heavily, "Yes, I understand."

After being fussed like this, Shi Yan's idea of ​​going to the cave where his subordinates were staying disappeared, so he left another hall to inquire about his sister's residence.

Let me tell my sister what I learned about this trip first, so as to avoid having too many dreams.

Finally, after many inquiries, Shi Yan finally knew where the messenger of the Tianmen Realm lived. This is not a secret. A person as big as a messenger of the Tianmen Realm is naturally the place where everyone's eyes gather. There must be many people who know where she lives.

Shi Yan looked at the big mansion in front of him and sighed three times in his heart, "This is the difference..."

The other restaurant where Shi Yan lives is only three floors at most, with a total of thirteen rooms and a yard. But looking at the place where his sister lives, it is not an exaggeration to say it is a small town, and there is no need for spirit stones!

"The different treatment is too great..." But this is just thinking about it. If Shi Yan lives in such a house, Shi Yan will probably not feel at ease.

Twelve years of being displaced, let him know that hiding in the dark is the best way to protect himself.

"Does go, what are the stinky beggars doing here!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind Shi Yan.

Shi Yan is not wearing any magic weapon now, just ordinary clothes. Compared with the person behind him, he looks like a beggar. Moreover, the person behind him looks just a servant, followed by a car led by twelve spiritual cranes, and the owner should be in the car.

"Wow, this is Wei Dong's car!" Someone shouted in the crowd not far away.

Wei Dong?
Chapter completed!