He looked a little dizzy with nearly 200,000 yuan in his life. However, his life span for the next two years has dropped back to 10,000 taels per year.

The reason is very simple:

There are many ordinary people coming to Qianhong Villa this time. Whenever they see Liu Si making money like this, they can't help but follow their examples.

What is a ten-year lifespan?

How much money can you make by working hard for the unscrupulous businessmen for ten years and farming for the unscrupulous landlords for ten years? It would be better to sell them here and exchange them for the rest of your life without worrying about food and drink!

There are more people following Liu Si’s lifespan, and the options available for buyers who hold money have also expanded.

Yan Sanlang thought to himself: "This is indeed a personal game."

Prices depend on supply and demand, but are also affected by people's hearts. The lifespan of buying and selling is longer, and the price will naturally drop. Even a golden Libra must follow this rule.

The fat man stood aside and stared blankly.

Qiansui asked him: "Liu Si's lifespan is still two years, and it's cheaper. Don't you buy it?"

"Bah!" said the fat man angrily, "Why buy him? The table next to him is cheaper, only 8,700."

Originally, everyone came to the Fair Hall and wanted to get a prize at will, and then went to the guest room to rest and wash off the fatigue of the whole day. But this little episode appeared, which directly aroused the crowd.

The fair hall was overcrowded.

Mrs. Qianhong looked at it, smiled with satisfaction, and reminded everyone: "When you enter Qianhong Villa, the maids will distribute a bracelet to each person. It is a special heart-shaped chain that can ward off all evil and stealth. Before returning to the world, please be sure to wear it to avoid danger."

Her voice was loud and easily heard from everyone. But how many people would concentrate on listening to her at this time?

Mrs. Qianhong didn't care and turned around and left.

This excitement has come faster than the previous year.

The gambling house is really a microcosm of the world's debauchery and joy. Yan Sanlang stood at the door of the Fair Hall watching coldly, and couldn't help but shake his head.

He had no love in this way, and he was eager to try it without caring about Qiansui, so he grabbed her and went to take a bath and rest first.

Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to tell He Xiaoyuan, Fu Xiaoyi and Jin Yu to have fun carefully.

The three of them agreed no longer.

At that moment, the maid took the two to the residence.

Qianhong Villa provides guests with more accommodation than the Hidden Sea Country. They are all single-family monastery hidden among the flowers and willows. The halls and kitchens are all equipped with two maids to accompany the guests.

When Yan Sanlang walked in, the cat jumped down and sniffed, inspecting the territory everywhere.

After asking for hot water and lunch, Yan Sanlang sent the maid away. The temperature in Qianhong Villa was like early spring and late autumn. Although it was not as cold as winter, it was also slightly cool.

After trekking for a few hours, he was not as tired as an ordinary person, but he was still very comfortable to relax after soaking in the fragrant soup.

Qiansui went to the bathing pool first and wanted to invite him down, Yan Sanlang fell on her lips and kissed: "You first."

When he was just a first time, he was still alert to the surrounding environment. This is not a good time to play.

He walked to the window and looked into the distance, and suddenly said, "The sky remains unchanged."

"Um?"

The boy pointed to the sky: "That cloud is still in that position."

The weather at Qianhong Villa is great, with blue sky and noble white clouds, which makes people feel better. But Yan Sanlang noticed that the thick white clouds in the sky have never moved since he first entered the villa.

"The clouds are no longer floating?"

"It's like--" Yan Sanlang found an example, "It seems to be painted on the curtain."

"Do you think we are entering the world in the painting again?"

With the Hongwu Treasure Seal, this step is not difficult to achieve.

"Maybe." Yan Sanlang pondered, "but the operating mechanism of the Fair Hall is very interesting, unlike the simple world in painting."

"That fat man is a little clever and knows to find someone who is so poor that he has no life left to come and make a deal." Qiansui Youyou said, "There must be many people like him. Mrs. Qianhong knows it, but she didn't stop these small moves."

The deal just now happened under Mrs. Qianhong's nose. She chose to turn a blind eye and even help the fat man come up with ideas.

This is a disguised encouragement.

"Yu Qianhong Villa is not harmful, so she acquiesced." Yan Sanlang nodded, "Other than the Fair Hall, other ways of playing need to be paid attention to. Actually, I want to know more about where Jiabaoshan and Zhuang Nanjia are."

The ghost asked him to come here, where did he hide himself?

"We should have been in the human guests." Qiansui gently wiped his arms, "At the dust-washing banquet, we will probably meet more inhuman creatures."

Yes, this is a place where the six paths meet. In addition to humans, Qianhong Villa has other guests.

She washed it and the lotus came out of water.

Yan Sanlang took a clean bath towel to wipe her body and sucked her hair dry. His movements and expressions were meticulous, just like he usually bathed Qianqian.

"Why are you so serious?" Qiansui snuggled into his arms with a smile, sending a fragrant scent, "It is said that this is a paradise, and you should enjoy it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scolding came from outside: "What the hell!"

Both of them were on the second floor. Yan Sanlang gently let go of Qiansui, walked over to the railing and watched, and found that the gate of the monastery not far away was opened. Someone pushed the maid out: "Get out, I won't be allowed to come in without me!"

The maid was dressed in disheveled clothes, but her face was not distorted. She still bowed to him with a smile on her face, and then she slowly put her clothes together.

The man had a stinking face and wanted to say something. When he looked up, he saw Yan Sanlang. The words on his lips shrank back and closed the door with a slam.

The maid stood outside the door, silent and moving.

After a while, Qiansui finished cleaning up and walked over, hugging his neck from behind:

"What's interesting?"

“It’s so boring.”

"Then are you looking at other people's little maids?" She was not jealous in her laughter, but just simply teased. Which maid's monastery does not have?

Yan Sanlang did not withdraw his gaze: "I looked at it for half a quarter of an hour, but she didn't move for half a minute."

"That's because the master is well educated." Qiansui sighed, "There is no such obedient servant on Tianzhu Peak, and you little book boy can't do anything."

"No." The young man was serious, "I was driven out by the guest of the monastery and was in disheveled."

"Hmm, then?" This is normal, right?

There are a hundred kinds of people, and there are those who are like Yan Xiaosan who are not confused when they are in a mess, and of course there are those who are like lustful when they see each other. In addition, the environment of the monastery is so private, some people will inevitably have bad ideas.

The maids here are all so beautiful again.

"I accidentally glanced at it."

Before he finished speaking, Qiansui raised his thin eyebrows and said "Hmm?" with a long "Hmm?", and the ending sound rose.
Chapter completed!