Judge of the Lamp

Knowing that the situation was wrong, Xu Zhiqiong hurriedly walked off the high platform, and when he reached the tent, he plunged into Tao Huayuan's arms.

Tao Huayuan looked at Xu Zhiqiong's weakness, thinking that he was injured and was looking for medicine, but Xu Zhiqiong grabbed him: "Hurry up, take me back to Wansheng City, to the Marquis' Mansion."

"What are you doing back there?"

"Go to Senior Meng Yuanfeng, he can save me!"

This time the matter was serious, not just as simple as refining meritorious deeds.

Xu Zhiqiong roughly calculated the number, and the merits of refining this time exceeded [-].

This means that he is likely to be promoted to the fourth rank.

He had just been promoted to the fifth rank not long ago, and his physique had not yet reached the peak of the fifth rank.

Now that a lot of meritorious deeds have been refined, and they are going to be promoted directly, this is really terrible.

Tao Huayuan didn't ask any more questions, and activated the magic circle, after several rounds, she took Xu Zhiqiong back to the Marquis' Mansion of Wansheng City.

Meng Yuanfeng was sure that something would happen, so he has been living in the mansion these days.

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's body was covered with scars and his breathing was weak, Meng Yuanfeng sighed, "But he said he wouldn't let you go back to Daxuan, but you refused to listen, but now you've been murdered by that fellow!"

He thought Xu Zhiqiong was injured by Long Xiulian.

Tao Huayuan didn't understand what he meant, so Xu Zhiqiong waved his hands and said, "Senior, it's not that he was murdered, it's because of meritorious deeds."

Meng Yuanfeng felt Xu Zhiqiong's pulse and exclaimed: "This is about to be promoted!"

Tao Huayuan said in surprise: "A few days ago, you were promoted to the fifth rank, and you will be promoted to the fourth rank so soon?"

Meng Yuanfeng frowned and said, "He went to Daxuan, what happened to him?"

Tao Huayuan thought for a moment and said: "Things have gone through a lot, but I haven't seen how he kills people. Doesn't the way of killing depend on killing skills to improve cultivation?"

"He's..."

Meng Yuanfeng couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't say that Xu Zhiqiong wasn't murderous.

Tao Huayuan didn't ask further, knowing that Xu Zhiqiong's condition was not caused by injuries, she felt more at ease, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing to be promoted."

"Yes, a good thing..." Meng Yuanfeng said without confidence.

In the judge's way, the success rate of promotion from the fifth rank to the fourth rank is very low.

According to the probability, among the ten fifth ranks, only one might be promoted successfully, six failed to be promoted, and the remaining three died directly in the process of promotion.

If you are at the fifth-rank stage, you have to polish it for a long time and your body is hard enough, and the success rate of promotion is relatively higher.

Like Xu Zhiqiong, if he rushed to the fourth rank just after being promoted to the fifth rank, the chance of success in promotion is very small, but the probability of death is very high, perhaps more than [-]%.

Even if you save your life, once the promotion fails, the best result is to stay in the fifth rank for the rest of your life, or even fall below the sixth rank.

Seeing Meng Yuanfeng's serious expression, Tao Huayuan asked, "Senior, what can I do for you?"

Meng Yuanfeng shook his head and said, "Girl, just guard the door, don't let anyone in, leave the rest to me."

Tao Huayuan walked outside the door, feeling guilty in her heart.

It seems that this thief boy should not kill Dao...

"It's not killing!" Yidai yelled in his ear, "You girl, you are usually so smart, why are you so easy to deceive in front of him!"

Seeing that Meng Yuanfeng was willing to help, Xu Zhiqiong immediately let go of his hanging heart.

...

When he was promoted from the sixth rank to the fifth rank, with Bai Yueshan's help, Xu Zhiqiong hardly felt any pain.

Meng Yuanfeng is an arbitrary butcher, and his methods are far above Baiyue Mountain. With his help, the promotion will definitely go smoothly.

Meng Yuanfeng said in a low voice: "Young students, don't be afraid, the old man will help you through this calamity."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yuanfeng took out a counting chip and carefully calculated a hexagram for half an hour. After seeing the hexagram, he nodded confidently.

"It should be impossible to die."

Xu Zhiqiong was taken aback.

That's it?

I came all the way to look for you, and you made a fortune for me?
"Old man, help, help me..."

"Don't worry," Meng Yuanfeng reassembled his calculations, "I'll do the math again."

"Senior, besides fortune-telling, do you have nothing else to do?"

"I'll lend you some more luck!"

"Is it all by luck? There is no other way?"

Meng Yuanfeng pursed his lips and said, "That's how I survived back then."

……

Xu Zhiqiong left without saying goodbye, Yunzhou still had a lot of things to deal with, and He Fang didn't have anyone who could discuss things.

She wanted to discuss with Li Shabai, but Li Shabai put all his thoughts on the puppet.

"This is a sharp weapon!" Li Shabai exclaimed, "With these puppets, he will be invincible on the battlefield in the future, and even be able to defeat others without fighting!"

He Fang nodded and said, "This has to be kept safe."

Li Shabai rubbed his hands: "It's a pity that there are nine puppets, after all, there are a few fewer."

He Fang smiled and saw Li Shabai's thoughts.

Besides painting, what he is most obsessed with is construction techniques.

Faced with this long-lost craftsmanship, Li Shabai must feel very itchy.

He Fang nodded: "What Master Li said is that the nine puppets are indeed a little less. Why didn't the painter take out one of the puppets and study the construction method carefully. If you learn this craft, it will be a great achievement."

Li Shabai shook his head and said, "I don't like fame and wealth, so why should I strive for credit?"

He Fang said again: "It's not for credit, it's for reducing the number of killings on the battlefield, it's really a good deed!"

Li Shabai liked to hear these words very much.

"Since it is for charity, this thing should be done, but... if you want to understand the construction method, you have to disassemble the puppet. I am afraid that a puppet will be destroyed."

He Fang said: "If you destroy one, you can get tens of thousands of them. Painter Li, this should be done, and it's the right thing to do!"

Full of joy, Li Shabai returned to the tent with a puppet in his arms.

Seeing that Li Shabai was so obsessed, He Fang sighed, who should I turn to to discuss these matters now?

Sister Tao is a smart person, she can see things clearly, and she doesn't know where she is going.

Forget it, first resettle these people, and then run the government offices in Yunzhou.

He Fang has been busy all day, and when it was late at night, she was about to fall asleep when she suddenly heard a loud noise outside the tent.

Boom!

He Fang was shocked and hurried out to investigate.

But Li Shabai's tent disappeared, and there was a deep pit two feet long and wide on the ground.

"Painter Li!" He Fang called twice, and suddenly saw a scroll floating behind her, and Li Shabai walked out of the scroll.

...

His clothes were torn and smoke billowed all over his body. Li Shabai wiped his scorched face and took a piece of broken wood from his hair.

A memory puppet, now there is only such a small piece left.

"It exploded." Li Shabai said with a blank expression, "I haven't seen the structure of the puppet, it exploded suddenly."

He Fang let out a long breath: "Don't worry about this puppet, let's see if I'm injured."

"It exploded..." Li Shabai held the broken piece of wood, his expression was very depressed, and he was so wronged that he was about to cry.

He Fang didn't know how to comfort her: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

Li Shabai sobbed and said: "I didn't see that organ clearly, but I knew that organ must be unusual. I didn't expect it to blow up suddenly."

Li Shabai did not expect that there is a self-destruct mechanism hidden in the puppet, once the puppet is taken apart, it will explode.

"It's okay, it's just one puppet, don't there be eight more?"

Li Shabai was startled: "Not good!"

He quickly rushed to the tent where the puppets were kept, and just as he got into the tent, he heard loud noises repeatedly.

Under the flames soaring into the sky, the camp tent was blown to pieces, and the dust flew everywhere, leaving a piece of scorched earth.

The eight puppets were all blown up!
He Fang was dumbfounded, looking around for the picture scroll.

Fortunately, the picture scroll that just floated in was still on the ground, and He Fang was about to pick it up, when suddenly there was a puff of black smoke, and Li Shabai got out of the picture scroll.

His clothes were burned, and Li Shabai was naked.

Li Shabai ignored the flames in his hair. He stared at the night sky for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Among the puppets, there are agencies that can send messages!"

The exploding puppet used some mechanism to send a message to other puppets, and the other puppets exploded together!
He Fang quickly took off her cloak and put it on Li Shabai.

Li Shabai asked He Fang for a belt, and tied the cloak around him.

"These puppets can communicate with each other, and one of the organs flew away. It should have reported to the master!"

There was a strange light in Li Shabai's eyes, which was rare and ferocious.

He is irritated!

The scroll that fell on the ground suddenly floated up, turned into a leaf, and danced in the night wind.

"Painter Li, don't be impulsive, and be careful of the enemy's tricks..." Before He Fang finished speaking, Li Shabai suddenly disappeared.

……

In the courtyard, Ye Ansheng was carving a wooden horse. The workmanship was exquisite, and the wooden horse was lifelike.

A one-inch long iron wire suddenly flew to the front, twisted its body a few times like a snake, and then lost its vitality.

Ye Ansheng frowned, immediately put down his work, entered the bedroom, and quickly closed all the doors and windows.

Long Xiulian, who was lying on the bed, asked: "What happened, what are you going to do?"

Ye Ansheng didn't answer, he pressed the book in the room with his left hand, and turned the book three times with his right hand.

The bedroom shook for a while, the ground suddenly collapsed, and the whole bed fell into the ground.

The floor was restored immediately, as if the bed had never been in the bedroom.

Just as the bed disappeared, a leaf suddenly floated in from the yard.

The leaves unfolded and turned into a picture scroll, from which Li Shabai got out.

He looked at the slate on the ground, the slate was rough and hard, it was impossible to leave footprints, but Li Shabai still saw traces leading to the bedroom.

...

He followed the footprints down, avoided the trap all the way, and reached the bedroom.

He walked to the place where the bed was originally placed and stood silently for a moment.

There used to be a bed here, Li Shabai could see it.

He squatted on the ground, tapping the floor lightly.

With two blows, he struck hard and the floor shattered, revealing the cavern below.

Where does this cave lead to?

Li Shabai was not in a hurry to go down, first grabbed a scroll from mid-air, and threw it into the cave.

The sound of weapons piercing through the air and the sound of deflagration sounded, and the cave was full of traps.

After a long time, after the wind and sea calmed down, a piece of confetti flew up in the cave.

This proves that the cave is temporarily safe.

Li Shabai jumped into the cave and found that it was more than two feet deep.

Looking around, the soil is firm and compact, it is really just a simple hole, and there is no other way out.

"Where did you escape to..."

Li Shabai released the yin and yang energy, trying to track Ye Ansheng's trail.

The yin and yang qi were blocked in the cave, and no trace could be found.

"Strictly stitched together, such a good workmanship!" Li Shabai couldn't help admiring.

……

In the capital, penance workshops, craftsmen's buildings.

The Jiangzuo Building was originally Ye Ansheng's residence. Since Ye Ansheng fled, the Jiangzuo Building was sealed off. Except for Zhong Shen who came to visit occasionally, no one dared to step in.

In a room on the first floor, dust and cobwebs were scattered all over. In the originally empty room, the ground suddenly cracked silently, and a bed emerged from the ground.

Long Xiulian was lying on the bed, and Ye Ansheng was sitting.

Ye Ansheng wiped off his sweat and said, "It's so dangerous, I was almost overtaken by that ruthless man."

Long Xiulian said: "Is it the one who injured me?"

Ye Ansheng nodded and said: "True God Wei Dao failed to come, it seems that it was also broken by this person."

Long Xiulian said with a smile: "I don't know if I should say something. You are so entrusted with Yunzhou's matter and leave it to Peng Xiunian to deal with it. What is the reason? Do you want the true god to come to this world?"

Ye Ansheng said with a blank expression: "That's your true Taoist god. It's fine for you to watch the show from the sidelines, but you still blame me?"

"What is watching a play?" Long Xiulian gritted his teeth and said, "I'm almost losing my life!"

Ye Ansheng sighed and said: "Why bother complaining to each other, since I have come to the capital and done serious things, I will go to Chen Bingbi tonight and promise him something, don't forget it."

Judge of the Lamp