The first rich son-in-law

The next day.

Wang Zhenzhen left Lu's Hotel early in the morning.

Jiang Beichen stood by the glass window, looking at the figure dragging his luggage away, he couldn't help but shook his head.

In any case, he was the one who failed the beauty after all.

But he doesn't regret it.

It must be admitted that Wang Zhenzhen is indeed a near-perfect woman.

Even in some aspects, she is more suitable to be a wife than Wang Xuewu.

But he is not a philandering man, let alone meet one and love the other.

There are no perfect people in this world.

Only two people work together to build a perfect marriage.

Today, he has two wives.

Wang Xuewu is his first wife, and she must not be held accountable.

Tang Zhiruo was already his woman, and he would not abandon his witch queen.

As for Fang Yi...

Jiang Beichen sighed slightly in his heart.

This woman almost lost her life because of him.

I am afraid that there will be no reward in this life.

What's more, Fang Yi is entrusted by her adoptive father. If the other party can wake up, he will take care of the other party for the rest of her life.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to use the status of elder brother.

Jiang Beichen shook his head, this is all for later, the most important thing right now is to get the soul-inducing flag and wake Fang Yi up.

bell!
After breakfast, the phone rang.

It was Zhao Meimei who called.

"Hey! Brother Jiang, the sorcerer my younger brother is looking for is going to come over to dance the Great God, why don't you come over for a while, or I won't worry!" Zhao Meimei said on the phone with some anxiety.

"Okay Sister Zhao, then you can send me the address, I'll go there now!" Jiang Beichen's heart trembled slightly.

Finally, I will see the soul-inducing banner!
It's just that I don't know, is the soul-inducing flag in Zhao Meimei's hand a female or a male?

An hour later, Jiang Beichen drove a big G to a luxurious mansion in the northern suburbs of Fengshi.

Zhao Meimei moved to Fengshi from Harbin five years ago, and has been living here in seclusion.

When Jiang Beichen came to the yard, the Zhao family had already gathered together, and a big stage was set up in the middle of the yard, like a stage for singing.

There is a large altar in front of it, on which there are some tributes, pork head meat, five bowls of vegetables, these sacrificial offerings with Youzhou customs.

"Brother Jiang, you are here!"

Zhao Meimei was looking around, and when she saw Jiang Beichen coming, she hurriedly greeted her.

Jiang Beichen smiled, "Sister Zhao, I'm not late, am I?"

Zhao Meimei quickly waved her hands: "No! The mage my brother hired hasn't arrived yet..."

"Zhang Daxian is here!"

Before Zhao Meimei could finish her words, the gate of the courtyard slowly opened, and suddenly a Prado drove in slowly from the outside.

Prado is Toyota's overbearing.

Although it is not a top-notch car, in Youzhou, the common people recognize it, and it is even the dream of countless dicks.

It has its own bastard temperament.

Squeak!

The car door opened, and a fat man in an expensive suit with a pockmarked face stepped out of the car.

click!
This person coughed a lot of sticky phlegm, tied up his trouser belt, and then walked towards Zhao Meimei.

"Haha, sister, I invited Zhang Daxian for you!"

Mazi said with a smile on his face.

This is Zhao Meimei's younger brother, Zhao Guangzhi, who is now the vice president of Rumei Group.

Squeak!

At this time, the door at the other end opened, and an old man in a gray mink coat also got out of the car.

Zhao Meimei rushed up to greet her, "Zhang Daxian, you are finally here. We have prepared the ritual dojo according to your requirements. Take a look, what doesn't meet your requirements?"

Zhang Daxian took two steps forward, looked around, and nodded immediately: "Yes, it smells like that, and we can do things in a while!"

"but……"

When Zhang Daxian said this, he suddenly paused, and couldn't help touching his nose.

Zhao Meimei was stunned, wondering what Zhang Daxian meant by this?
Zhao Guangzhi noticed it, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Hehe, sister, you may not know that Zhang Daxian has rules when he does things, and he always pays money first!"

"Oh, so, come here!"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly sent someone to go to the villa to take her bank card, and handed it to Zhang Daxian with both hands.

"Great Immortal, here is 200 million, it's an offering for you, I hope you can accept it!"

"Miss Zhao is too polite!"

"That old man would be more respectful than obedient!"

Zhang Daxian said with a swearing expression on his face: "Don't worry! My Zhang Tianyi's spells are among the best among the great immortal masters in the Northeast. As long as you have a soul-inducing banner and my jumping god, I will definitely be able to kill you!" Son wake up!"

"Okay! Thank you so much Zhang Daxian!"

"Xiaohong, go, take out the soul-inducing banner and show it to Zhang Daxian!"

Zhao Meimei hastily instructed a maid next to her.

Zhang Daxian's eyes immediately lit up when he heard the words 'Yinhun Banner', and he couldn't help but tugged at his goatee, a faint smile flickered in his eyes.

Not long after, Xiaohong brought over a wooden box that was as long as an arm.

Zhao Meimei took it, and then slowly opened the wooden box. Immediately, a white flag appeared in everyone's eyes.

Zhao Meimei took the flag out of the box and held it in her hand.

Woohoo!

A cold air rushed towards the face, and a gust of cold wind blew up in the yard for no reason. It felt like the temperature in the whole yard had dropped a few degrees.

Jiang Beichen's face was slightly moved, and he stood aside, carefully looking at the flag.

There is a black dragon pattern logo on it, and beside the dragon pattern, is a ferocious ghost head, like a Shura yaksha, and another big man who looks rough, presses the yaksha ghost's head, and hits it hard with an axe. cut down.

It looks very weird.

But Jiang Beichen recognized it immediately.

This is the picture of Zhong Kui killing ghosts!

So domineering, so fierce!
This flag is definitely not something that ordinary people can surrender!
This is not only a magic weapon, but also a murder weapon!
"Is this the soul-inducing banner?"

"Show it to me quickly?"

Zhang Daxian quickly took the soul-inducing flag, looked it over carefully, grinning from ear to ear, and couldn't help nodding frequently, "Okay! It's a legendary magic weapon, and it really deserves its reputation! With this flag in hand , your son's matter is guaranteed!"

"Then I'm going to have to thank Immortal Zhang!" Zhao Meimei glanced at Jiang Beichen, and then said hastily.

"Eh, sister, this is..." At this time, Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help frowning, because he could tell that this person was a bit unfamiliar.

It should be a guest invited by his sister or something.

Zhao Meimei quickly introduced: "Oh, this is Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang also knows a little about Taoism. I'll ask him to come over and see if he can help me."

"What? He also knows spells?" Zhao Guangzhi showed a vigilant expression on his face, and his expression was also somewhat disdainful.

"I said sister, you have done too much, haven't you?"

"Zhang Daxian, that is a well-known figure in the Fengshui circle of Youzhou, and he is absolutely foolproof!"

"This kid doesn't even have a full hair. How can he help? He doesn't come here to cheat money, does he?" Zhao Guangzhi said coldly.It seems very hostile.

"Guangzhi, don't be rude! Mr. Jiang was invited by me, he is my guest, I don't allow you to be so rude!" Zhao Meimei scolded coldly.

"Miss Zhao, I don't think there's anything wrong with what Guangzhi said!"

Zhang Daxian glanced at Jiang Beichen, and said proudly: "Fengshui is a business, what you value is experience and qualifications. I have studied Fengshui for decades. If I say mana and spells are second, the whole Youzhou has no People dare to say number one! If your son can't even save me, do you think he can do it?"

"Master Zhang, don't get me wrong. I invited Young Master Jiang here just to be a guest. There is no other meaning. He will not interfere with your spellcasting. Please rest assured!" Zhao Meimei promised quickly.

"Humph! It's almost there!"

Zhang Daxian snorted coldly, and then walked towards the stage.

And Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help but stare at Jiang Beichen, and warned: "Boy, I tell you, just stay on the sidelines honestly, if you dare to intervene, I will never forgive you!"

After saying this, he also chased after Zhang Daxian.

Zhao Meimei immediately showed a guilty expression, and walked over: "Brother Jiang, don't be angry, my younger brother has been so high-spirited since he was a child, I have spoiled him, don't take what he says to heart!"

Jiang Beichen just smiled lightly.Said: "Sister Zhao, don't worry, Jiang is not so stingy!"

"That's good! That's good! Then let's watch Zhang Daxian cast spells!"

"it is good!"

The two, one in front and one behind, also walked towards the stage.