man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 1 I became the richest man and Goldfinger only came
Daqian Dynasty.

The 32nd year of Zun'an, November.

Imperial City.

Dizi No. [-] Prison Camp.

In the dim corridor, weak candles were lit on the pillars with peeling paint on both sides.

yah-

The rusty and heavy iron door was pushed open by a big rough leather hand, and the slightly drunk jailer walked down the steps carrying a small bundle of oil packets.

"Hiccup~"

The jailer is tall and strong, with a fierce appearance, tiger head and fat ears, round eyes, horizontal eyebrows, and a slanting scar at the corner of his right eye. He is called "Scar Old Six".

It is said that Ba Lao Liu is the cousin of a favored concubine in the palace, and he entrusted someone to make connections, and got such an errand that was neither fat nor thin.

The oilcloth bag in Ba Lao Liu's hand was tightly tied, but there was a faintly seductive scent wafting out, which was the smell of chicken.Walking in the corridor, dirty and thin hands stretched out from the dark cell.They were like flies smelling the smell of meat, begging the sixth child to give them a reward with vague voices.

Scar Six seemed to be in a good mood, with a bulging waist, and he didn't bother with the prisoners. He walked twenty steps, and on the left side at the end of the corridor, the bright moonlight pierced into the cell sharply like a sword—then It is the "Azifang", the only cell with windows in Dizi No. [-] Prison, which is used to detain repeat offenders.

"call--"

Ba Lao Liu breathed a sigh of relief when he walked to the front of the Jiazi prison.The cells in front were all stinky, but this one was ventilated and fresh.

There was a skylight in the high wall, about an arm's length and two bricks wide.

Under the moonlight, a young man with long hair hanging down softly sat cross-legged on the clean and soft dry grass, his brows were tightened, as if he was meditating or dozing, his expression changed several times in just a few breaths.

Even in the prison, the handsome and tough young man is like the white moonlight in the prison, reflecting the No. [-] prison in Jiazi, and Scar Six couldn't help but take a few more glances, secretly said "It's a pity", licked Licking his dry lips, he said, "As expected of Mr. Zheng, the richest man in the imperial capital, just look at it, you really have an extraordinary bearing!"

"..."

The young man known as "Master Zheng, the richest man in the imperial capital" seemed to have never heard of the compliments of Scar Lao Liu. , Pulling something.

Scar Six laughed dryly, thinking that his flattery was not loud enough, and immediately increased his intensity: "Master Zheng is really rich and benevolent, handsome and fierce, tall and tough, and... and..." But Scar Six There is not much book and ink in my stomach, and there is no water when it flows, and I stutter.

Zheng Xiu raised his head in a daze. At first, his eyes were blank and he didn't know where to stare. Gradually, he became more energetic, and his eyes focused on Scar Lao Liu's face.

"I'm sorry, Sixth Master, just now Zheng was struggling to think deeply and was rude, please forgive me."

Zheng Xiu got up, smiled and cupped his hands, and apologized.

Scar Lao Liu suddenly felt somewhat flattered.

Although Zheng Xiu, who is the richest man in the imperial capital, said that he went to prison during the day and fell into his hands, but Ba Lao Liu knew that such a rich businessman came here, at most it was just a formality, if there was no serious fault, it would just be closed for a few days , the outside things are done by others.

Even though this place is called "Death Row", Ba Lao Liu has seen people who can walk out with a smile.

Looking at Zheng Xiu's calm posture, he must have money in his family and know it well.

So, thinking about when the rich man in front of him would be able to go out, Ba Lao Liu didn't dare to offend, so he hurriedly said:

"Hey hey, Mr. Zheng is polite, polite, just call me the sixth son, that's fine! Let's not deal with those fake ones!"

The sound of "Sixth Lord" made Ba Lao Liu feel at ease, and he hurriedly handed in the oil bag.

Zheng Xiu was not polite, and opened the oilcloth bag, and there was a huge roasted chicken leg inside. What surprised Zheng Xiu the most was that the chicken leg was still hot.

He gnawed it with a big mouthful, and the smell of chicken immediately overflowed in the prison, drifting through the corridor, and there were bursts of "gudong" swallowing sounds in the quiet environment.

"Master Zheng, this is your Zheng family, Second Niang, asked Lao Liu to come in secretly, and there is also..." Ba Lao Liu reluctantly took out a carved leather wine bag from his waist: "A little good "Aged Fu Lu Shou"."

Zheng Xiu is used to eating big fish and meat in his daily life, but today he ate this chicken drumstick very carefully.He lowered his head and gnawed, and casually replied: "Zheng knows that this is against the rules, and Zheng doesn't like drinking, so I have to deal with it."

Zheng Xiu quietly changed his address from "Sixth Master" to "Sixth Brother".

This time Scar Lao Liu sounded pleasing to the ear, a little flustered, but he didn't refuse, and asked tentatively: "Then... I'll take care of it for Mr. Zheng first?"

Zheng Xiu smiled and replied, "Thank you."

Ba Lao Liu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stuffed "Chen Nian Fu Lu Shou" into his arms, and hurriedly shook his head: "No trouble! No trouble! Mr. Zheng is so generous!"

With a pot of good wine, Ba Lao Liu secretly rejoiced, looking at the young man in prison, he felt even more handsome, as if exuding a seductive radiance, Scar Lao Liu's fierce facial features softened a bit.

Scar Lao Liu thought about Zheng Xiu's life.

The ancestors of the Zheng family were heroes who founded the country and served in the army for generations. Father Zheng died in battle in the "Northern Rebellion" 20 years ago. hereditary title.

According to Dagan's practice of "conferring positions with ability, and rewarding with merit", although Zheng Xiu's father is dead, but with this merit alone, if he enters the court and becomes an official in the future, even if he can't go to a high place, he can still be a good person. Zheng Xiu spent his whole life in a fat job without worrying about food and clothing.

But what surprised everyone was that Zheng Xiu had shown amazing business talent since he was young. He started his fortune from a "Xiangmanlou" and gradually established a series of unprecedented "industries".

Zheng's winery, known as "this wine should only exist in the sky, it is rare to hear it in the world";
In heaven and earth, the original "Membership Hierarchy System" is divided into "Ordinary Members", "Senior Members" and "Supreme Members", so that the rich and wealthy in the city compete to recharge and linger.Their slogan is "not looking for immortals in the sky, but only seeking happiness in the world, suddenly looking back, it is heaven and earth";
Zheng's logistics, gathered excellent travelers from all over the world, and created the "errand running era" in the imperial city. Their slogan is "where you arrive safely, you will arrive the next day";
In addition, there are small businesses such as Zheng's Cloth Shop, Zheng's Bank, Flower Boat Painting Boat, and Zheng Zheng Beating People.

If Zheng Xiu hadn't been imprisoned today, servants like Ba Lao Liu would not have had the slightest intersection with Zheng Xiu, a rich man in the imperial city, in this life.

Scar Lao Liu lamented that the pattern of being the richest man is different.Not long after he was imprisoned, the old man learned that he usually gambled a few games and shook the dice, so he smiled and asked himself to go to a gambling house called "Cornucopia" to find an old man.

After reporting Zheng Xiu's name, Ba Lao Liu, who has always been extremely unlucky, won a full two hundred silver in one breath, which is why Ba Lao Liu is walking with wind at this moment.

No wonder the scar on my right eye was itchy and twitching this morning. I dare to go out and meet a nobleman!

By the way, why did Zheng Xiu go to jail?
Only then did Scar the Sixth think of this, seeing that Zheng Xiu had almost gnawed on the chicken leg, he sat down in front of the A-shaped prison, licked the mouth of the bottle to satisfy his greed, and asked about it.

Mr. Zheng replied casually: "They said they were hiding taxes."

"Hiding taxes?" Ba Lao Liu was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't hold back another sip when he smelled the aroma of the wine.Thinking carefully about something wrong, Ba Lao Liu asked: "How much is hidden?"

"Five thousand."

"Oh, just five thousand." Ba Lao Liu picked out his ears, then suddenly froze, seven points drunk and startled: "Wait, it's only five thousand?"

Zheng Xiu had already laid down, with a gesture of getting ready to sleep after eating, and added a word: "Wan."

Scared Sixth Scar was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps, not daring to ask any more questions.

5000 million taels of silver!
According to the law of Dagan, if you hide tax [-], you will be fined [-]; if you hide tax [-], you will be fined [-];More than [-], copied and chopped all over the house.

This tax concealment is 5000 million... Scar Lao Liu can no longer imagine how high the "5000 million" is piled up, but according to the law of Dagan, this Zheng Xiu is more than just sitting in prison, even if he dies once, dig it out and behead it ten times Not enough punishment.

He instantly felt that the 200 taels in his pocket were not worth it.

Scar Six mumbled "5000 million" and left the cell in a daze.

The cell fell silent again.

Opposite Zheng Xiu, it was pitch black, and a sneer came out.

He also didn't know which inmate lived across the street, so he ignored it.

Zheng Xiu is a native of Dagan.

Before the age of seven, he was still ignorant and ignorant, but with the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence and physique, Zheng Xiu gradually recalled the memories of his previous life. He believed that this was a supernatural phenomenon called "soul wear". This setting is accepted.

In his previous life, he was born on a blue planet, a victim of the era of introversion, failed to pass 985 in the college entrance examination, and studied A for four years in a daze, a prospective graduate.

Although his academic qualifications are average, Zheng Xiu thinks he is excellent in character, kind-hearted and studious, and has nothing to do with gambling and drugs.

Just when Zheng Xiu was rejected for the 13th time when he submitted his resume, one day he participated in a job fair and failed, and he was entangled in whether to go to the postgraduate entrance examination or go straight to the end of the universe to take the public examination. His head hit the dice.

then,

There's no after that.

To be honest, Zheng Xiu is not interested in money.

He has always felt that this world is very strange, there are no mysterious skills, no hidden immortals outside the world. After he became rich, he used contacts to find some tips called "cultivation skills", and even if it was not good enough, he could find some "body tempering skills" Blood exchange, Daoguo change fate" and so on, it can be done without cultivating immortality and fantasy.But to Zheng Xiu's disappointment, such a thing does not exist in this world.

It turns out that this is an ordinary parallel ancient world.

After the age of 12, Zheng Xiu matured precociously.While taking over the family business to start a business to earn money, he had no choice but to give up the dream of breaking the river with one sword, smashing the mountain with two fists, and became a simple and unpretentious businessman.

The final ending is nothing more than drunk life, dreaming and dying to enjoy the prosperity, and a peaceful and boring life.

Until this morning, a group of banned soldiers rushed into Zheng's house, and the heavens declared that he had evaded 5000 million taxes and sent him to death row.

Also because of being in prison, Zheng Xiu suddenly opened the door to a new world.

After confirming that Ba Lao Liu was far away, Zheng Xiu quietly got up when the inmate on the opposite side heard the snoring sound, sat down casually in a dark corner, and closed his eyes.

"Gollum..."

After about a few minutes.

There was another strange whisper in Zheng Xiu's ear. When he heard it for the first time, Zheng Xiu felt creepy and got goosebumps all over his body. The voice was like a drowning person struggling in the water and spitting out blisters.

With mental preparation this time, Zheng Xiu calmed down.

Opening his eyes again, Zheng Xiu has come to another space.

Zheng Xiu was surrounded by endless gray mist.

He was in a separate cell in the mist.

"Kakkaka..."

Zheng Xiu stood in the center of the cage, and the thin mist under his feet moved without wind, forming a vortex.

The strange sound was as crisp as a broken bone, and the broken arms of the bones followed the sound, twisting and stretching out from the vortex, as if trying to grab something.

Zheng Xiu hadn't experienced this horrifying scene before his thoughts were interrupted by Scar Six. At this moment, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and slammed into the straight fence behind him.

laugh!
After Zheng Xiu's back, green fireworks ignited suddenly on the fence, and the sudden chrysanthemum pain scared Zheng Xiu back to reality.

Touching the butt, it was intact, but the burning pain was so clear, as if it had been burned.

The cell is still the same cell, Dizi No. [-] Prison Battalion, Jiazi Prison, there is still a faint white moonlight above the head, and the rest of the prisoners are sleeping behind the corridor.

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

The first time was raw and the second time was familiar, Zheng Xiu settled down for a few seconds. When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness drifted into that strange prison cell. Sensitive, the bone seams are clearly discernible, and there is a strange atmosphere everywhere.

On the skeleton table, a piece of yellowed and blood-stained paper roll was rolled out silently. After a few steps, Zheng Xiu could only feel that the paper was hazy, and there was a cloud of fog that seemed to be motionless, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Please take your seat?"

Zheng Xiu smiled, took a few steps forward, and sat on the skeleton chair.

As soon as he sat down, a piercing chill came from under his body, and at the same time, it was as if a pair of hands pushed away the thick fog on the scroll, and the scene around Zheng Xiu changed.

He appeared high in the sky out of thin air, and beneath his feet, a boiling river of blood flowed among the undulating peaks.

Corpses of different shapes piled up to form a pool, and white maggots swam on their backs in the pool.

In the drowsy sky, the blood on the ground made the sky red, and there was a huge brown eyeball in the center of the sky, and countless tentacles snaked and crawled around the independent eyeball.

The corpses on the ground were sucked up to the sky by the eyeballs, and the flesh and blood around the eyeballs formed a twisted armor of flesh and blood.

Zheng Xiu was already speechless by the phantom spread out on the scroll, and then, figures came from all directions, and it was a person.

Some have only half a rotting body left, their white faces are bloody and bloody, and an eyeball is barely connected to the eye socket.

Some rode huge blood-soaked beasts, holding a severed arm several feet long in their hands as a hammer, opening and closing their upper and lower jaws, which had lost their skin, and let out a weird laugh.

Zheng Xiu even recognized some characters in those figures that matched his impression, but added a layer of horror filter: the cannibal Buddha sitting on the lotus dripping ink, the peerless sword fairy covered in maggots, and the swollen belly. The big-bellied Maitreya with a big mouth full of blood, and the five-clawed corpse dragon flying with its broken limbs and broken arms...

These half-dead characters either went crazy or sneered, rushing towards the huge eyeball in the sky like the sun and the moon.

boom.

In front of Zheng Xiu's eyes, the huge eyeball suddenly exploded, turning into sporadic black lights that scattered everywhere in the world.The black light went so fast that Zheng Xiu obviously didn't have time to count, but for some reason, he just glanced at it and subconsciously aimed at the number of the black light.

No more, no less, a total of 49 lights.

At this time.

When the 49 black lights escaped, there was a moment of silence in the depths of the eyeball explosion fog, and then a blood-red light flew out quietly, which was particularly conspicuous, like a meteorite, and fell towards Zheng Xiu's place.

The red "meteorite" was getting closer and closer, and it was a regular-shaped dice.

The dice faced the center of Zheng Xiu's vision, and the textures were distorted, as if they were trying to form a word.

--"Prisoners"!
In a daze, Zheng Xiu still saw the table and papers in front of him. There were no eyeballs, mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, and streaky sword immortals.

The difference from before was that a red dice rolled on the yellow paper.

Gululu——

Stopped.

It was a twenty-sided dice.

The material is crystal clear, on the upward side, there is a frame, and there is a figure in the frame.

Zheng Xiu didn't dare to touch it, but he got a little closer, and when he looked carefully, he leaned back suddenly in fright, and a tingling sensation like an electric current rushed all the way from the scalp to the tailbone.

The figure in the frame is clearly Zheng Xiu who is curled up and motionless!
Such a horrifying scene made Zheng Xiu dare not move while sitting on the bone chair.

When Zheng Xiu was silent, outside the cage, a strange scroll floated out of the mist and landed in front of Zheng Xiu.

Looking at the lines of text on the scroll, he scanned back and forth a few times, and after a moment of astonishment, Zheng Xiu finally couldn't laugh or cry:
"I've already become the richest man, so Goldfinger is here?"

(End of this chapter)