Weird: I can simulate fate

Chapter 50 Xu Banxian'er is right!
Zhang Hanchen's pursuit of profit is far from the loyal and brave Yi Degong in his memory.

Xu Ye was slightly disappointed by this.

It's just that each of them performs their own duties and has their own predestined relationship, so it's useless to talk too much.

The place where the scholar Shao Youfang stumbled and fell was not far away, and he could vaguely see it when he looked up.

But in response to the old saying: Wangshan ran dead horse.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and there are ups and downs, and there are breaks from time to time.

It took nearly an hour for the team to finally find the place.

As far as the eye can see is an open land about seven feet wide. In the steep and jagged Baihu Ridge, such a flat stone platform is extremely rare.

The stone platform is shaped like an animal claw, with five sharp and thin stalagmites growing on the edge.

One stalagmite is long and four is short, the long one is seven or eight feet long, and the short one is two or three feet long.

Under each stalagmite are more than ten clay pots in the shape of silkworm cocoons, with some faint traces of burnt on them.

Xu Ye frowned and examined the mountainous terrain.

I thought to myself: something is wrong with this place.

Zhang Hanchen saw that the soldiers under his command were sweating profusely, and the faces of several injured people were pale at this time, so he knew it was not appropriate to continue on his way.

So he ordered: "The garrison battalion is resting on the spot, ready to bury the pot to make food, Xu Butou, you spread out and search around to see if you can find the trace of Mr. Liang."

Shao Youfang cautiously reminded: "Master Guan, there are three classmates of Xiaosheng..."

"Ok?"

Zhang Hanchen stared over with big eyes like copper bells, scaring Shao Youfang back several steps.

"Talking, finding Mr. Liang is equivalent to finding your classmates, isn't it?"

Shao Youfang was timid and afraid to speak.

Xu Ye had the blessing of the "Knowledge Art" of destiny, after repeated thinking and comparison, he finally found out the problem.

Immediately his face became serious.

He bowed to Zhang Hanchen, and said: "Lord Colonel, this place is a pattern of five mountains coexisting. One mountain is taller and the other four are short. They are extremely rare 'hole stars', also called 'solitary peaks and unique beauty'. Bearing the filth and accepting the filth, the lowly position thinks..."

The voice did not fall.

Ning Yuwu interrupted with a chuckle: "Xu Butou is really interesting. As an advanced martial artist, he not only doesn't think about making progress, but also wastes his energy learning some low-level Feng Shui techniques. Could it be that the county government can't get along and wants to be a half-timer?" Xian'er? Xu Banxian'er...hehe."

Qi Yifang snorted even more.

"What is there to be afraid of accepting filth? I will kill it with a single sword!"

Xu Ye glanced at them both with a smile of caring for the mentally retarded, and said nothing more.

Zhang Hanchen frowned.

Although he is not well-versed in water and public opinion, he has been familiar with military books for many years, and he also has some understanding of the mountainous terrain.

There seems to be something wrong with this stone platform.

Just rushing all the way, the soldiers will be tired and injured, so they can't do without rest.

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "I already know about this matter. Marching is different from geomantic omen. There must be rules when advancing and retreating. Just wait for the arrest and go to inspect."

"Yes."

In response, Xu Ye stopped persuading, and led his brothers to search around.

Soon a few traces of dragging were found, extending along the rocks to the depths of the dense forest.

Xu Ye is now a master of art...a little bit bolder.

So alone, he followed the traces and tried to move forward.

Gradually, a strange evil thought came from the darkness.

As soon as he touched it, a monstrous hatred suddenly surged in his mind, but there was no reason for this hatred.

The inner qi of the nine yang scriptures is stimulated to move spontaneously, and instantly swims all over the body.

A warm feeling like soaking in a hot spring emerges, driving away all evil thoughts.

Xu Ye was not reckless, turned around and retreated.

Secretly said: "You have to find a free time to simulate it."

Go back to the stone platform.

The soldiers have set up several simple stoves with stones, and the smoke is gradually rising.

Ning Yuwu was a little puzzled.

"Lieutenant Zhang, wouldn't the rising smoke reveal our position?"

Zhang Hanchen said proudly: "It's okay, Baihuling is dangerous and unpredictable. If we can use the smoke to lure the snake out of the cave, I will wait for work at leisure, and it will be easier to deal with it."

Ning Yuwu understood it, and offered praise at the right time: "It is worthy of being the queen of Yi Degong, the art of war and strategy has reached the realm of perfection."

"Hahaha, it all depends on the prestige of our ancestors."

Monk Famang was bored.

The rations for ten people are about seventy percent full.

Lifting up his robe, he wiped his mouth, and said: "Actually, Xu Banxian was just now...Xu Butou is right, this place is indeed a dangerous place to accept filth."

The people around were stunned for a moment, and then showed a bit of panic.

Xu Yewei's words are humble and light, and what he says is not worrying.

But what the eminent monks of Liangdeng Temple said would never be aimless, so you can't believe it.

Qi Yifang clenched his teeth, and asked with hidden anger, "Why didn't the master say it earlier?"

"When Xu Tutou mentioned it just now, you didn't pay much attention to it. The poor monk thought that you already had a plan in mind, so he didn't repeat it."

Monk Famang replied calmly.

Qi Yifang gritted his back molars.

He said with hatred: "Then why is the master bringing up the old matter again?"

Fa Mang took a handful of dry food and stuffed it into his mouth.

While chewing, he said, "Because if the poor monk doesn't say anything, it will be too late."

Everyone was shocked and angry.

Fa Mang glanced at the five stalagmites, and continued: "Oh, it's all right, it's too late."

Zhang Hanchen's veins popped up on his forehead.

"I also ask the master to clarify, in the end..."

Just about to ask.

A baby's cry came gradually.

"Wow ~ wow ~ wow ~"

The cries grew louder.

Immediately afterwards, several babies seemed to join in, crying one after another, and quickly joined together.

It made everyone dizzy.

Zhang Hanchen hurriedly shouted: "Everyone be careful!"

The soldiers of the garrison battalion quickly took up arms.

A group of brothers surrounded Xu Ye.

Zhao Dezhu covered his ears and asked, "Boss, what's going on?"

Xu Ye deduced for a moment with his geomancy skills.

Said in a deep voice: "It's troublesome, the 'solitary peak and unique beauty' cannot last for a long time. Once the pattern of the coexistence of the five mountains is broken, it may be a catastrophe."

As if to confirm his deduction.

The five stalagmites trembled violently for a while, and then they rose rapidly like seeds breaking through the ground, and they kept getting closer to each other.

It was like five slender fingers gathering together.

Clay pots piled around stalagmites rolled around, and babies' cries grew louder.

The edge of the broad stone platform is also gradually curling, as if a palm is slowly clenched.

If I don't run away, I'm afraid I'll be caught in it and crushed to death.

Zhang Hanchen felt his heart skip a beat.

With a loud shout: "Everyone, rush out with me!"

Monk Famang hurriedly stopped him.

"The real murderous intent is outside, and there is still a way to survive if you stay where you are."

At a critical juncture, there is no room for hesitation and entanglement.

Zhang Hanchen clenched his fists tightly, and said in a deep voice: "As the master said, everyone stay where they are and don't run around!"

After a few breaths, the stone platform was completely closed.

Wrap everyone in it.

No light came in, and the day suddenly turned into night.

Fortunately, the garrison camp was prepared, and the soldiers lit the torches one after another.

Only then did I realize that I was trapped in a narrow grotto, and there were strange clay pots scattered all around.

Zhang Hanchen's face was livid.

"Master, what should I do?"

Monk Famang scratched his head.

"The poor monk doesn't know too well, but with Xu Butou around, there are dozens of night crying ghosts in the area, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Zhang Hanchen and the others suddenly changed their expressions in shock.

"What did you say??"

(End of this chapter)