I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 228
Xiaoqing's face was livid, and she looked at Lin Luo who was beside her. The latter frowned and stood up.

It's just that before he spoke, Bi Yuntao on the side had already yelled strangely: "No, prickly pear balls are absolutely not allowed!"

Under his leadership, the remaining seven or eight applicants in the room all looked suspicious and talked a lot.

This can't be blamed on them. When Chen Ou introduced the prickly pear ball earlier, he said solemnly that the Chen family had obtained the prickly pear ball for more than 200 years, and at most they would meet someone who could play four drums.

But now?

A young woman of eighteen or nineteen years old appeared out of nowhere and rang four times casually.

Forget it, although I was a little surprised, after all, it has rang before.

But this monk...

Too much.

Six tones?

There must be something wrong with the cactus!
For a moment, Mo Fei felt a little guilty, and didn't talk about undressing, but turned his head to look at Chen Ou. As for Lin Luo, he gave Xiaoqing a "don't be impulsive" look, and waited for the follow-up of the matter.

………………

"Mr. Chen, there must be something wrong with the prickly pear, I ask to try again." Bi Yuntao walked up to Chen Ou with a respectful tone.

"Let me say it again for the last time. There is no problem with the prickly prickly pear. If he can beat the drum six times, it means he has the strength. Do you understand?" Chen Ou still refused.

He was also surprised when the six drums sounded inexplicably, but this did not conflict with his belief in prickly pears.

"you!……"

Bi Yuntao was indignant, he didn't expect Chen Ou to be so old-fashioned at such a young age, he wished he could rush up and slap him a few times.

But he dared not.

Although he thought in his heart that even ten Chen Ou could not beat him, but the latter's power was something he couldn't afford to offend.

After all, in this world, there are as many cultivators who like money as a cow's hair, and there are also many practitioners with higher mana than him.

So if it was not the moment of life and death, he would not dare to offend the son of the richest man.

But of course he won't give up just yet. Bi Yuntao turned to look at the other applicants when one plan failed and another plan was made:
"Hey, why don't you hurry up and try it? If the prickly pear returns to normal later, nothing will happen to you."

He didn't believe it. If everyone rang the drum five or six times, Chen Ou wouldn't suspect that there was something wrong with the cactus.

………………

On the other side, after listening to Yun Tao's words, the remaining seven or eight applicants were all stunned. A tall, thin man in his 30s hurried over and said, "Mr. Chen, I want to try."

"Please." Chen Ou said politely, because he knew this man——

The man's name was Lu Renjia, and he was a senior psychic in Jiangcheng. He was quite famous, so Chen Ou had some expectations for him.

But it is a pity that in this world, there are always more people who are not worthy of their names than those who are worthy of their names.

This Lu Renjia tried his best for more than ten minutes, but the prickly pear didn't respond at all, not to mention the sound of drums, and even a faint light flashed.

Lu Renjia was ashamed and couldn't speak for a moment, Chen Ou shook his head helplessly, and gave him 1 yuan to leave.

"I come!"

"I'll try."

"It's my turn."

After Lu Renjia left, the remaining people lined up to hold the prickly pear ball, but except for one person who lit up the white light, all the remaining people failed without exception.

Chen Ou was also unambiguous, [-] each, and sent them away immediately.

………………

"Taoist, do you believe it now?" After sending the last person away, Chen Ou looked at Bi Yuntao.

"Mr. Chen, I still have reservations, but the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, and I will leave."

With the matter in front of his eyes, it is meaningless for Bi Yuntao to argue any longer, but he still does not believe that the six drums can be sounded inexplicably.

"Wait a moment."

Chen Ou stopped Bi Yuntao and asked, "Do you know why I didn't let you go?"

Bi Yuntao only rang the drum three times, it was impossible to be the first, but Chen Ou didn't give him money to let him leave.

"Why?" Bi Yuntao's heart moved.

"Because this time, I need more than one person. I, the Chen family, need anyone who can make two or more drumbeats."

After a pause, Chen Ou explained again: "Of course, I will only pay No.1 for a contract with a monthly salary of one million, but well... I will not pay less for other people."

"Then my two brothers, thank you Mr. Chen first." Bi Yuntao was very surprised. Although he could not get a million-dollar contract, since Chen Ou said that the remuneration would not be less, it must be a large sum, far from it. 1 yuan can be compared.

What's more, his younger brother An Quantao also played two drums, and the two together made it even more.

"Good to say."

Chen Ou nodded, and then scanned the faces of the remaining people in the room one by one: "There are still six people left. I will give the contract to Master Moming. Do you have any opinions?"

Everyone was silent.

Only Could Fei, he glanced at Xiaoqing, hesitated to speak.

"Could it be, you've already won, and you have to forgive others. After all, Miss Qing is a woman. Do you really dare to let her take off her clothes?"

Chen Ou used the word 'dare' extremely delicately. He was reminding Mo Fei that although you won this time, it is still far from being able to do whatever you want.

Could it be that he also heard the meaning of Chen Ou's words? Although he was unwilling to hear the words, he still had to recognize the facts. However, he still put a few cruel words in his mouth:

"Hmph! I'll just give Mr. Chen face, just take the money and forget it. Next time, keep your eyes on the bright side. I, Huafa Temple, have a lot of talents, and I don't let anyone squeeze me!"

Seeing that Mo Fei no longer insisted, Chen Ou was very satisfied, so he said in a helping hand:
"That's right, you won, and the money is of course yours. I believe that Miss Qing won't care about such a small amount of money, so just make friends with the two masters."

Originally, Chen Ou's words were flawless, both of them took care of their face, and they also meant to turn the fight into a treasure, so the end of the bet should be the most perfect ending.

Unfortunately, some people disagree.

This person is——

Lin Luo!

I saw him take two steps forward, looked at Chen Ou, and said calmly: "Mr. Chen, is it too early to say that he won now? I don't think I have made a move yet?"

Hearing this, Xiaoqing hurried to Lin Luo's side, she was worried that the latter would make random moves in order to stand out for her.

But when she saw Lin Luo's confident face, she felt relieved.

She thought of the Town God's Temple in front of Babai again. It was this man who, step by step, plotted against Xiaoer, plotted against Dong Yu, plotted against Cui Jue.

It was also this man who took every step of the way, and at the last moment, tried his best to turn the tide!
How could this cautious little old man fight an uncertain battle?
In Xiaoqing's beautiful eyes, there is a lot of splendor.

………………

"Do you still want to try?" Chen Ou's tone revealed a hint of impatience. If you are given a step, you will not go down. Do you like being slapped in the face so much?

The four drums have already appeared, and the six drums have appeared. Do you really think there are so many geniuses?
"That's right." Lin Luo nodded.

It's not that he wants to show off, but this mission is to decipher the secrets of the Chen family, and the cactus has followed the Chen family for more than 200 years, and it is likely to be one of the secrets, so it cannot be missed.

Furthermore, he is indeed somewhat interested in this glass ball that can determine the aptitude of becoming a fairy - because he has a bold idea and needs a cactus to help him prove it.

"Okay, try it." Chen Ou pointed at the prickly pear.

"Thank you."

Lin Luo clenched the prickly pear ball, turned his head to look at Xiaoqing: "Qing'er, I know that if you give full play to your strength, you won't necessarily lose to Inexplicable.

This incident tells us that if a lion fights a rabbit, we must do our best! "

boom--

In an instant, the cactus seemed to be as dazzling as the sun.

　Thank you for giving you a ride, the gentleman in the fog, and Tang Zixin's monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)