Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 523 Zhuge Ouyang
"Do you know what I, Ye Feng, claim to be?" Ye Feng shrugged.

Zhuge Ming still had a serious expression, "What is your title? What is your title?"

"Known as the girl's friend, the master's friend.

I can't help it, since I was young, my bones are strange and my talent is extraordinary. When I see my masters, none of them say they don't like it! "

"Hehe." Zhuge Ming resumed the state of squinting his eyes, "It's a pity, you not only need to grow into others' eyes, but also have some real skills."

"The real skill is never lacking."

"That's crazy." Zhuge Ming stood up, "Do you really need me to teach you some knowledge about Qimen Dunjia? It's good that people can tell one, two, three when interrogated."

"I said earlier that our Maoshan geomancy skills are not much worse than your Qimen Dunjia." Ye Feng looked very confident.

Zhuge Ming smiled, very relieved. Sometimes, Ye Feng's self-confidence is really something he will never learn.

"Okay, I'll take you there now."

"Wow, isn't it... I just got off the plane, and I'm going to fly again? I'm about to become a trapeze artist!" Ye Feng said helplessly.

"No need, that expert is now in a big mountain west of Binhai." Zhuge Ming narrowed his eyes and said, "Time is running out now, of course I will choose the shortest and most effective solution."

"You mean, there are other solutions to the nail-headed seven-arrow book on me?" Ye Feng was stunned.

Zhuge Ming smiled, "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed, but I have already told you the simplest, most effective and quickest solution."

"Okay." Ye Feng shrugged.

Zhuge Ming didn't talk nonsense, took Ye Feng and Fatty, and drove to a big mountain west of Binhai.

At the beginning, Ye Feng thought that the old man lived in seclusion in the mountains and worked as a wandering wild crane, but Zhuge Ming walked all the official roads, and there were almost no small roads.

"Is it that far?"

"It's coming soon."

Soon, Zhuge Ming parked the car in front of a village, "Here we are."

"Huh?" Ye Feng was a little confused, looking around, "Live in seclusion in a mountain village?"

"That's right." Zhuge Ming walked ahead, took Ye Feng and Fatty to a dilapidated house with the words "Chess and Cards Room" written on the outside, and pushed the door open.

There was a lot of people inside, the smoke was lingering, and several mahjong tables were rattling non-stop.

"It's here." Zhuge Ming narrowed his eyes and said.

"Are you serious?" Ye Feng was taken aback.

What I said before is so mysterious, and it is a trick of reasoning and math, and it is a trick to deceive the sky. What kind of master with a weird temper turns out to be an old man who likes to play mahjong?

Zhuge Ming walked up to an ordinary old man with silver hair, wrinkled face, and exposed veins on his hands, and said respectfully, "Junior Zhuge Ming, pay my respects to Mr. Zhuge Ouyang."

This old man named Zhuge Ouyang hardly even raised his eyes, he still yelled loudly, embarrassing Zhuge Ming.

"The one with the surname Zhuge, isn't this your grandson? It's a rare surname in Binhai!" An aunt sitting opposite Zhuge Ouyang opened up the essence of gossip and asked a little teasingly.

Who would have thought that Zhuge Ouyang just gave Zhuge Ming a sideways glance, "If my grandson looked like this, I would have beaten him to death!"

The corners of Zhuge Ming's mouth twitched, "Old man, the younger generation has something to ask for."

"I beg you, I'll play mine." Zhuge Ouyang said disdainfully, "Qimen Dunjia has fallen so far, it's because you juniors even lost Lishu Qimen!
You are so powerful in magic, why do you always look for me, an old man who is half buried in the ground? "

"In all things, yin and yang co-exist, and the same is true for the strange gates of reason and numbers and the strange gates of magic. They are originally related to each other, and naturally there are strong and weak."

"Do you want to discuss with me?" Zhuge Ouyang glanced at Zhuge Ming, who remained silent.

"You, a little bastard who learns sorcery, wouldn't dare." Zhuge Ouyang snorted coldly.

"Okay, okay, if there is nothing to do, get out, don't delay my winning money!" Zhuge Ouyang waved his hand, telling Zhuge Ming to get out.

Zhuge Ming walked up to the old lady opposite Zhuge Ouyang, patted her on the shoulder, and took out a stack of banknotes in her hand. The old lady's eyes turned green when she saw this.

"Ma'am, can I have this position?"

"Hey, it's okay! Old man Zhuge, you are really serious. If someone comes to ask you to do something with such a good word, you will have a bad face!" The aunt stood up happily and counted the wad of money, muttering Speaking of.

"Old man, you just see money, be careful to let your son scold you when you go home!" Zhuge Ouyang retorted like an ordinary old man.

Then he looked at Zhuge Ming who was facing him: "You son of a bitch, what do you want to do?"

"I want to play a game with you, make a bet." Zhuge Ming squinted his eyes and said, "The power of the strange door, guess the winner."

"Heh?" Zhuge Ouyang suddenly became interested, "You have amazing magic skills, and you can compare the secrets with me?"

"You don't dare." Zhuge Ming's squinting eyes disappeared, and he said with a straight face: "But I want to try."

"Okay! Don't guess who wins or loses, let's see who wins!" Zhuge Ouyang waved his withered hand, "If you win, I will do you a favor. If you lose, just get out!"

"Yes." Zhuge Ming nodded, reset the game, and then drew the cards.

The fat man watched from the side, and poked Ye Feng: "What do you mean? The two of you are cheating?"

"No, it's the power of Biqimen." Ye Feng said, "Anyway, it's like cheating.

The overall strength of Qimen Dunjia lies in prediction. Both of them must know what cards they are about to draw and what cards are in other people's hands. Then, based on a large number of calculations, they will play cards that the opponent does not want and try to let the previous player play. The cards you want to win.

Although it looks like just playing a game of mahjong, it is actually a competition of Qimen. "

The fat man smiled, "Then the old man might lose, isn't Zhuge Ming good at this?"

"Not necessarily." Ye Feng's expression was serious, "According to Zhuge Ming's statement, although Magic Qimen is also proficient in the theory of prediction, the focus is still on spells.

And the science of reason and number is specialized in this field. From the perspective of the science of prediction, Zhuge Ming is using his own weakness to compete with the old man's strength. "

The smile on Fatty's face also disappeared, "Then this is courting death?"

"Who knows." Ye Feng shrugged, "I've known Zhuge Ming for so long, when did you ever see this kid go crazy?
Let's see what he has in mind! "

The game started. At the very beginning, the two played very quickly, with back and forth. Ye Feng saw the serious expressions on the faces of Zhuge Ming and Zhuge Ouyang, as if turning this small game of mahjong into a A battle between the magic and the rational and the strange who is higher.

Zhuge Ouyang kept thinking about reasoning, but he noticed that there seemed to be something wrong in front of Zhuge Ming's card table.

The way he placed cards was very different from ordinary people. Instead of laying down a long snake, he placed one on this side and one on that side, just like a child, placing them everywhere.

The old man next to him couldn't see it anymore: "Boy, have you played mahjong before! How can you play cards like this! My little grandson doesn't play cards like this!"

"That's right, you still think you are three years old!"

Zhuge Ming remained silent, still playing cards, never eating or touching them, as if he was playing his own cards.

Zhuge Ouyang also sneered, this junior with strange spells dared to challenge him, he really didn't know how to live or die.

After playing less than twenty rounds, Zhuge Ouyang's mouth showed a smile, and he was short of one, and he would be fooled.

Hu cards before twenty rounds, it seems that his old bones are not broken.

Looking at Zhuge Ming again, his brows were still furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful: "You son of a bitch, go back where you came from! The treasure of our ancestors was destroyed by Qimen Dunjia disciples like you who only know magic spells." of!"

It was Zhuge Ming's turn to draw the cards.

If Zhuge Ming doesn't play any cards in the next round, Zhuge Ouyang is confident that the victory will belong to him.

Zhuge Ming recovered the state of squinting his eyes, changed the position of the cards in front of him, then drew the cards, put the bright cards on the table, and then pushed down the messy cards in front of him one by one:
"Old man, thirteen."

Zhuge Ouyang was so dumbfounded that he stood up from his seat and looked carefully at the cards in front of Zhuge Ming.

It really is thirteen!

How can it be!

Zhuge Ouyang was dumbfounded, looked at Zhuge Ming, and then at the disorderly cards in front of Zhuge Ming, the more he looked at them, the more he felt that there was a way.

Then he was stunned: "Lianshanyi!!"

Zhuge Ming narrowed his eyes, "It's Lianshanyi."

Relying solely on the knowledge of predictions of magic and magic, there is definitely no way to fight against the masters of reason and numbers.

But in Zhuge Ming's body, there is more than just magic.

He also got Lian Shanyi.

Through thirteen cards, using Lianshanyi to set up a small "increasing luck" feng shui array, changed my luck, increased the luck of the cards, and let myself have the harmony of heaven, earth, and people.

Hu Shisanyao, that is a very simple matter.

"Lianshanyi... Lianshanyi..." Zhuge Ouyang became even more excited, "I didn't expect...this lost Yishu, I can still see it in my lifetime..."

"The old man accepts." Zhuge Ming cupped his hands, "Just don't blame the younger generation for cheating."

After all, this is a confrontation of Qimen's technique. Zhuge Ming's use of Lian Shanyi is equivalent to using other powers.

"Yi Shuben's family! How could I blame you! If you comprehend the whole set of Lianshan Yishu, there is hope for my Qimen Dunjia revival!"

This old man Zhuge Ouyang is a sensible person, and his face suddenly turned into a smile, "Oh, what a pity, why is such a genius like you a junior in the art of magic...

Forget it, as long as you understand Lianshanyi, magic and reason, it doesn't matter!

Tell me, what do you come to me for, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to help you! "

Zhuge Ming made a bow with a smile, and called Ye Feng forward, "I want you to help me use the barbarian technique to suppress the curse on him..."

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Ouyang snorted coldly, and his expression immediately became disdainful: "Don't do it!"

It was fine just now, what's going on?

(End of this chapter)