It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

"Senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother."

"Come back with me, you've gone astray." Shen San said in a tired tone.

"But senior brother, you don't really think that this is my skill, do you?" The compass flickered under Gu Siming's feet, and a stream of light flew out, landing in the mouth of the snake howling in pain.

But the snake shed its skin in an instant, and what the ingot suppressed became a snake slough. In mid-air, the black dragon circled, and the sound of the dragon's chant moved, which attracted the old real dragon in the dragon city to look up.

The black dragon was arrogant and rebellious, roaring at the real dragon in Dragon City.

"You..." Seeing this, Shen San already understood in his heart.

Ziwei's destiny is the emperor's destiny, the dragon spirit adds to the body and becomes a real dragon, and the black dragon is the rebel, just to rebel against the chaos.

Gu Siming wanted to be the emperor himself, so he forged his fate as the Black Dragon Fate.

"I thought you wanted to go to the fairy gate, but I didn't expect you to want to conquer the world." Shen San said after a moment of pondering.

"The world, I want it, Xianmen, I want it, I want it all!" Gu Siming laughed like crazy.

"I don't know where you found the nobleman Tianyi's life, but I think your methods must be disgraceful." Shen San said in a deep voice.

"Winning the king and defeating the bandits, once you succeed, you will lose all your bones. Wouldn't it be great to be the nourishment of my black dragon?" Gu Siming asked back.

"How many people have you killed since you left the mountain?"

"Do you remember how many steamed buns you have eaten?"

"...Although Master said he wanted to take you back, I have changed my mind now. Today I will replace Master to clean up the master's door!" Shen San said, but the giant tortoise under his feet turned into a Tai Chi.

Just as he was about to move, he saw Qin Chenfu coming with a compass.

Both Shen San and Gu Siming looked at the uninvited guest who strayed into the feng shui world.

The pointer on the compass still wobbled, but the wobble became more and more violent.

"San Qi nobleman! Zhenpai heavy treasure!" The expressions of the two people who were incompatible with each other changed drastically when they saw Qin Chenfu. The black dragon soared into the sky and rushed towards Qin Chenfu.

Shen San's Tai Chi also jumped up, trying to intercept the black dragon, but the image of Tai Chi finally slowed down by a step, Shen San was a little desperate...

However, the black dragon was suppressed on the spot by Qin Chenfu's casually popped sunspot. The tiny sunspot pressed on the black dragon's forehead, but it was like pressing down a mountain.

The art of incarnation can not only transform supernatural powers into human form, Qin Chenfu transformed the dead part of life and death chess into sunspots,

Life and death chess is based on true energy as the material to generate black and white pieces,

But now it is the life and death chess magic power itself that has been transformed into sunspots, which is more than a step higher in terms of personality.

So one son made meritorious service.

The moment the sunspot fell, the crisp sound of the chess piece touching the chessboard was also transmitted in the Feng Shui world.

Feng Shui, which had been disturbed, also returned to silence.

"Damn it, I thought this black dragon was very majestic and wanted to give it to you, but if you don't know what to do, don't blame me." Qin Chenfu's face was not angry, and he casually threw the compass to Shen San.

Shen San held the compass with some difficulty, but he just looked at Qin Chenfu's life energy and fate, recalled the four people he met in front of the gate of the Gold and Silver Building, and was ninety percent sure.

"Expert...?" Shen San murmured.

[You have obtained "Chapter 42 Yuanhai Tiansui Destiny Saying"

You have started the follow-up tasks related to the Yuanhai Tianshui Sect...]

[Dragon and Snake fight completed, Tu Sanshi won...]

【You triggered the mission...】

"Who is Gao, take me out quickly." Qin Chenfu waved his hands impatiently.

"Senior..." Shen San considered his tone, and finally called Qin Chenfu carefully.

"I'm not senior, you've got the wrong person." Qin Chenfu waved his hand and looked at Gu Siming who was on the ground.

At this moment, Gu Siming was tied up by all kinds of flowers, and his forehead and heart were also suppressed by a black chess piece. His feng shui and fate skills were all blocked, and the remaining ones could not cause too much trouble.

Shen San grabbed one end of the thick hemp rope. Seeing that Qin Chenfu was about to leave, Shen San hurriedly followed, and Gu Siming, who was in a daze behind him, was dragged back.

Qin Chenfu always felt that it was a bit of a coincidence, so he wouldn't be able to meet the murderer after he just found out that Zhou Yuanwai, who was ordered by the nobleman Tianyi, had his fate taken away.

But the world is unpredictable, so he really met him.

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In Xi Tea House in the south of Luojing City, the storyteller took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, sat behind the desk, and then began to talk about the finale poem.

"There is a kind of unicorn in the sky, how can the ants in the cave escape, and the peace will be divided into people, ups and downs, and white robes."

"Snapped!"

Xingmu clapped, and the audience fell silent.

"The last book said that there are countless strange people in our Dajing, there are beggars and old beggars who can play with variables, and there are peddlers and peddlers who carry hundreds of treasures... And this doctor Mr. Qin, who is worrying about the king of hell, is also a strange person. Healing people, treating ghosts at night, within three needles, the king of Hades is no match for him. Although his medical skills are excellent, his gambling skills are even more unpredictable. However, although his gambling skills are superb, he is not keen on gambling.

In the last chapter of our book, his adopted brother Tu Yao was young and energetic, and couldn't help but play a few games out of curiosity, which is amazing. "

The storyteller said, taking a sip of tea.

"What's the big deal?" asked the childish boy watching the fun in the hall.

"What's wrong? The feng shui bureau in the gambling building kills money and swallows money. Gamblers lose nine out of ten bets. Tu Yao is young and doesn't know the way, but the luck is really bright and sunny. He won more than a dozen times in a row, but However, this also attracted the attention of the casino owner. The casino owner is not a good person. There are countless strange people in the Dajing Dynasty. The boss is also in charge of the loan bank. In the office, the internal organs can be used as medicine, the hands and feet can be used as servants, and the three souls and seven souls can even prolong life. Do you think this boss is amazing? That is really amazing, but it is a pity that he met Mr. Qin. "The storyteller waved his folding fan with a calm demeanor.

The beggar at the door squinted his eyes, kneaded melon seeds, and hummed a little tune, but it didn't affect the storyteller or the audience.

"Big girl, let me grab a few handfuls of melon seeds... the young man reveals his inner black hair... his inner black felt."

"Tsk." The salesman sitting by the door smacked his lips.

The beggar continued to sing, and dropped a copper coin into the bowl by the way.

The copper coins jingled and rolled down in the bowl, and after finishing the tone, it was the reverse side that appeared.

"It looks like he's not very lucky." The beggar raised his legs and smiled inexplicably.

The owner of the teahouse saw it, walked to the door, and coughed a few times.

"foot."

The beggar shrugged and withdrew his feet outside the door.

"It seems that his luck is indeed not very good." The salesman put down the wooden box behind him and drank tea.

"Suizhen four desires are not something you can see if you want to, not to mention the two in this teahouse are overwhelmed by him." The beggar said nonchalantly.

Squinting her eyes and looking around, there is a girl sitting in the corner on one side. The girl looks to be in her early twenties, with a double bun, two willow-leaf eyebrows under her bangs, and her eyes look bright. , and more agile, with a beautiful nose and beautiful lips, and skin that can be broken by blowing bombs, but the girl's clothes are not from the Central Plains of Dajing.

The girl was wearing a batik blue pleated skirt with a waistband at the front and back, and an indigo top with a collar and a back handkerchief. It was slanted to the right, but the top was embroidered with five poisons, which looked a little unfriendly.

"Follow the truth and four desires · piercing intestinal poison." The beggar muttered, and then looked to the other side of the teahouse.

It was a middle-aged scribe who looked gentle, elegant and easy-going, well-dressed, with a gentle demeanor, and the softness in his eyes.

"Four Desires with Truth, Thunder Smoke Cannon." The salesman answered.

Follow the truth and four desires, wine, sex and wealth.

Alcohol is the gut-piercing poison, sex is the steel knife that scrapes the bone, wealth is the root of trouble, and qi is the cannon of thunder and smoke.

Chuanchangdu and Lei Yanpao listened attentively to the storyteller's performance, but the expressions on their faces were not Gujing Wubo.

Listening to the story told by the storyteller, Chuanchang couldn't help but have an expression of eagerness to try.

Lei Yanpao just tapped on the table with two fingers.

The storyteller glanced at Lei Yanpao, but he didn't say anything, just talking about the book to himself.

But the simple words are vividly depicted, and a simple mouth expresses all kinds of voices, youth, youth, male voice, female voice, middle-aged...

There are also shouts in the gambling house, the sound of dice colliding, and mahjong colliding.

If you close your eyes, you can imagine being there,

But open your eyes and look.

One table, one chair, one leaf, and a piece of wood.

The storyteller told the story in an orderly manner, and the development of the story quietly came to another link.

Some audience members scratched their ears, and some audience members scratched their cheeks, but it was recognizable that the faces of these two audience members were flushed and their faces were full of dissatisfaction and anger.

"Is there any end? Are we going to hear about such insignificant things? Just skip to the main text!"

Lei Yanpao was still smiling, and the rhythm and frequency of knocking on the table became more and more intense.

"That's it! That's not what we want to hear!"

One person took the lead, and then everyone made things difficult for them, and there was no sense of anger in their hearts, including the owner of the teahouse Cheng.

"I paid you to ask you to tell me this thing? Your mother will refund the money!"

If it were an ordinary storyteller, he would either be at a loss or lose his face in shock at this moment, and end up in a miserable end, but the storyteller is neither angry nor annoyed, just like a beggar, a salesman, or an intestinal poisoner.

Chuanchangdu was originally in a remote corner, seeing the indifferent expression of the storyteller, the leisurely look of the beggar, and the calmness of the salesman, his eyes changed a bit.

Seeing the audience getting angry, she quietly blew a mouthful of orchid-like musk-like wine, and everyone who heard it was drunk, and this drunkenness also fueled the anger, but her body was weak and unable to exert force, although she was drunk, it was delicious. They were still yelling and cursing indistinctly, but there were also people who fell intoxicated and fell asleep.

She looked again, and the three of them remained the same.

She looked at Lei Yanpao with some hesitation, and Lei Yanpao also looked at her in astonishment.

The storyteller took everything into his eyes and just knocked on Xingmu.

"quiet."

When the magnetic voice uttered a word, the nameless fire subsided instantly, and even the state of drunkenness disappeared.

"forget."

Before reacting, the audience was at a loss, not knowing what happened.

Both Lei Yanpao and Chuanchangdu looked at the storyteller with suspicion.

"Words to follow?" Lei Yanpao whispered, although he was puzzled, he didn't dare to make trouble again, just slipped out of the door in desperation,

The salesman squinted at Lei Yanpao, while the beggar stretched out his foot just right, tripping Lei Yanpao.

Only the storyteller didn't care, he just patted the wood.

The thunder smoke cannon at the door stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

"If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down. Let's meet later."

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"Win?" Qin Chenfu didn't raise his eyes to look at Tu Sanshi, but sat on the chair with his legs crossed and looked at the ancient book "Description of Destiny" of Yuanhai Tiansui Sect with little interest.

"Shu Ming Shuo" has 42 chapters in total, including feng shui and numerology. Qin Chenfu can only understand the general idea with his superficial entry-level feng shui and numerology, but it gets more and more profound as it goes on.

After bidding farewell to Shen San, Qin Chenfu returned to Yan Wangchou.

All the incarnations that were assigned were taken back by him, so Tu Sanshi returned to Yama Wangchou alone.

"I won, but that person is really evil." Tu Sanshi was a little speechless, and then added, "That's right, it belongs to the particularly unlucky kind of evil."

"Evil door?" Qin Chenfu asked Tu Sanshi.

"Yeah, I was fooled, but the table leg was broken, all our cards were mixed up, and then there was an earthquake, the Gold and Silver Building shook for a while, our cards were all mixed up again, we could have solved it quickly It's a poker game, but that guy, big and small, is still cheating, so I feel very uncomfortable."

"Ah...that's quite evil." Qin Chenfu couldn't help but think of the battle between the two life beasts in the feng shui world.

It seems that the turmoil in Feng Shui is also reflected in this world.

With the help of the power of fate and the power of feng shui, these two methods seem to be quite compelling, but what these two people use has a feeling of pulling the hips with great force. .

It seems that the mystery in Fengshui and numerology is abandoned, and only the simplest and primitive violence is used.

But despite this, Feng Shui and Numerology can be regarded as a subject with great potential if studied intensively.

Qin Chenfu doesn't have that talent, but it's good to read this classic to gain insight,

As for the two senior brothers, Shen San detained Gu Siming and returned to the mountain, and said that he would visit the house in the near future, but it is not known when this coming day will be.

"Forget it, you won anyway, just don't gamble in the future." Qin Chenfu said, stretched his waist, put down the classics in his hand, got up and poured himself a cup of tea.

But there was a thin man standing outside the door.

"I'm sorry, I'm in Xiayuanhuang. I'm the manager of the gold and silver building. I want to ask where brother Zhou Xing left?" Fu Genmiao asked, looking at Yan Wangchou's interior.

"His mother told him to go home for a blind date." Qin Chenfu said casually.