Chapter 398 Qian Shu

He simply told all the secrets that were not told among thousands of people, and told the whole story. Lao Liu also had his own little plan, trying to leave a good impression on the champion, and later he would find someone to compare his gambling skills with. Waiting for something good to happen, maybe the Marquis will still think of him.

Just this lecture made Lao Liu himself dumbfounded.

"The baby swallow returns to its nest, is that so?"

The soldier rolled the dice clumsily and rolled the dice randomly on the table. He sighed and failed again, shouting that it was so hard, so hard.

But why is it so quiet?

When he looked up, he saw that the Qianmen Commander had a ghostly look on his face. Following his gaze, he saw the perfect baby swallow on the table next door returning to its nest, and his own general standing with his hands behind his back.

"It's too simple. Is there a more difficult way?"

Soldier:...

I am definitely happy, not proud, but staying with my general for a long time will always give people the illusion that I am a waste.

But this is not a big problem. Illusions are always illusions. You see, as long as time lasts longer, you will calmly find that, what, compared with the general, I am a waste.

Here Lu Mingfei uses one technique after another. Almost all of them can be used after seeing them once, and they will become proficient after using them. The soldiers no longer practice, and the honest smile on Lao Liu's face also disappears. They look at each other and kiss each other. Bing read the deep doubts in Lao Liu's eyes, and Lao Liu also received affirmation and sympathy from the soldiers' eyes. They already understood everything without even speaking.

The two people sighed in unison.

This is too shocking.

Especially Lao Liu, looking at the understatement of the champion, and then thinking about how much effort he spent on learning a technique, he suddenly felt even more tired.

The moon was high in the sky, and frogs were croaking. Lu Mingfei suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head, and there was a crackling sound.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been so focused on studying.

He wanted to be prepared, and it would be good for him to learn more about gambling, but he didn't expect to be too involved in learning and lose track of time.

Just as he was about to ask Lao Liu what his level was after half a day, he looked up and saw that the leader of the Thousand Sects was in a trance and shaky, looking like he might faint at any time.

Lu Mingfei:......

What's wrong? Why does Lao Liu give people a feeling of... excessive indulgence?

Forget it, it's getting late, I'll go to Paradise Forest in three days, so I'd better rest more.

Lu Mingfei was about to ask his soldiers to send Lao Liu back to his room.

Turning around to look at the soldier, he saw that this man was shaky and in a daze, with a face similar to that of Lao Liu and sleepwalking with his eyes open.

Lu Mingfei:......

He looked solemnly at the tea cup.

Could it be...that someone poisoned the tea?

It is impossible to poison. If the champion is poisoned, the ministers will not want to live.

They were not prepared to withstand the wrath of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Lao Liu only said that he was tired from traveling all the way and was tired.

The soldiers nodded beside them, so did I.

Lu Mingfei looked at his own soldiers with quite complicated eyes. Hey, after fighting with me for many years, the secret injury finally recurred.

I don’t know when I hurt my head.

It's a pity that he became stupid at a young age.

The soldiers who escorted Lao Liu back to his room never noticed the deep gaze of his general.

They chatted for a long time and got along quite well.

Perhaps it was because they had tasted the feeling of being crushed by a champion together. They had an inexplicable deep friendship that shared joys and sorrows.

"In three days, please."

"Words are strong, words are strong."

Lao Liu said and sighed.

"Actually, I think it would be the same even if I were to let Mr. Hou study for three days without me."

The soldier nodded with deep sympathy.

What Lao Liu said was just a joke. If Lu Mingfei was really going to die in person, why would he, the leader of thousands of sects, come from Da Zhou?

It's just that in the past three days, Lu Mingfei often came to him to learn thousands of skills. He made rapid progress and naturally didn't show off in front of the champion. When he returned to the room to be alone, Lao Liu began to sigh. He finally understood what the ancients said. What does it mean to teach an apprentice to starve the master to death?

At the same time, he still had an unrealistic worry in his heart.

Will the champion Houye really end up joining their Qianmen business one day in the future?

In this industry, the current Champion Hou may not be his opponent yet, but in some time, he won't be able to tell. In fact, the Champion Hou's learning speed is something Lao Liu has only seen in his life, and it is simply unbelievable.

After a few days, he finally got a rough idea. The champion had a good foundation. A normal person would learn this thousand skills from scratch. Not only the techniques, but also the eyesight, hand speed and brain would have to be practiced at the same time.

Fortunately for the champion, he doesn't need to practice these at all. His foundation is already beyond the reach of the sixth man.

Realizing this, he was relieved. It's no wonder that he was awarded the title of Marquis after three years of military service. With this foundation, he can't get ahead in anything he does. To be blunt, even if the champion marquis wants to be a butcher one day, he must be The level of Xie Niu's chef.

In the past three days, Lu Mingfei was not just there to learn thousands of skills. He was also simultaneously investigating the second prince and studying the origin of the gods based on the local religion in Fuso.

It’s just that the more Lu Mingfei looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. These descriptions seemed to him before somewhere. When he thought about it carefully, by the way, he read a lot of Taoist canons during the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there were descriptions in this regard, but the nouns were different. , one is called Goddess, and the other is called Daoti.

In this way, divine descendants are not unique to Fuso.

Lu Mingfei thought.

It is also possible for a divine descendant to appear in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Lu Mingfei frowned and tapped his knee with his index finger.

He shook his head for a while.

He seemed to have thought of something just now, but it was a pity that the idea flashed too fast and he failed to catch it in the end.

No matter, keep reading.

In addition, Lu Mingfei also did something in the past three days. He exchanged a large amount of gold and silver for exchange notes, and the payment was from Dazhou Bank, which made it easier to carry.

"This is the Paradise Forest."

Lu Mingfei gently shook his folding fan and looked at the archway in front of him.

From the outside, it looks like an unremarkable building, but I really didn’t expect it to be the Paradise Forest inside.

Only three of Lu Mingfei's soldiers, Lao Liu and others, came here. Before, Lao Liu was very surprised and privately asked the soldiers, "What if something unexpected happens if you are the only one following me?"

Lao Liu will never forget the indescribable look in the soldier's eyes at that time.

Then he listened to the story of the champion marquis fighting in frontier battlefields.

What, one person dug through the enemy's formation!

What, come back alive!

What, not only did he come back alive, he also beheaded the enemy general!

What, this isn’t just once or twice!

After listening to the soldier's description of Lao Liu, his first thought was that he didn't believe it. Did you think it was a story in a picture book? Or maybe I, Lao Liu, looked like a fool. I would believe something that was fake at first sight.

However, when he thought about it again, he saw the terrifying learning speed of the champion, and Lao Liu began to be doubtful again.

what's the situation!

Could these be true?

So when Lu Mingfei saw Lao Liu the next day, the man still held three sticks of incense in his hand. After meeting his eyes, the Qianmen Commander Fang felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, and quickly threw away the incense as if it was hot to his hands.

What Lu Mingfei didn't know was that Lao Liu had already secretly offered the ranking of the champion. Of course, it wasn't that kind of magic card. Lao Liu hadn't lived enough yet, so he had set up a shrine to treat Lu Mingfei as a god. The kind that comes to worship.

So, there is a century champion who once dominated the battlefield, Lao Liu is not panic at all, three people? What's wrong with the three of us? We have the champion Hou. No matter how much you come, it's not the Hou Ye or her who can kill it alone!

Today I went to Paradise Forest. Lao Liu got up early, while the sky was still bright, and took care of the stove. In the pot was Qianmen's secret soup recipe. When it boiled, he took a deep breath and slowly put his hand in. Among them, the bright red color spread from his hands to his cheeks like burning clouds. Lao Liu held his breath and concentrated, controlling himself to try not to make a sound.

Over the past many years, no matter how many times, this pain... it still really hurts.

For no reason, he thought of Champion Hou again. This person was so infuriating when compared to others. He had suffered so much and spent so much time to have such hands. Champion Hou was better, he didn't have to suffer anything, and he had the envy of ordinary people. The talent that doesn’t come.

As he was thinking about it, the phantom of the bronze mask suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Lao Liu suddenly thought, there is nothing to be unbalanced. The champion must be powerful, he must be talented, and he must have a noble status. He trades it with his face.

There is a rumor in the world that under the mask of the champion, there is a face full of hair. Some people say that it is severely burned and looks like an evil ghost. There are other theories.

Each one is more outrageous than the last.

Although the theories are all kinds of strange, they all have one common feature, that is, the face under the mask of the Champion is even uglier than the mask itself.

Otherwise, why would he be wearing a mask all day long?

There must be some truth to this.

Thinking of this, Lao Liu couldn't help but sigh.

It's a pity. It would also be good if the champion had a handsome face, or not to say handsome, just an ordinary face.

Coupled with his talents, how outstanding he must be.

Thinking this, it was a pity that he walked out of the room.

I saw a gentle young man sitting in the yard drinking tea, and sitting next to him was a soldier dressed in regular uniforms.

Lao Liu hasn't reacted yet. He just thinks that this young man looks really good-looking. The clothes look a bit familiar. Have you seen him somewhere?

Lao Liu didn't think much and greeted them.

As before, he said a few words to the soldiers, and then looked at the young man. Under the young man's calm eyes, Lao Liu said.

"Little brother is drinking tea."

The young man had no reaction.

Oh, that's not accurate. At least he raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had discovered something interesting.

The soldier sitting next to him looked like he had seen a ghost. He wanted to say something but couldn't. He just kept winking at Lao Liu.

Perhaps it was God's will that Lao Liu happened to not see it.

He stretched out, sat down opposite the young man, and reached for the pastries on the opposite plate.

"Little brother, let me try it."

The young man played with the folding fan and smiled without saying a word.

The soldier's eyes twitched.

While eating pastries and looking around, Lao Liu was still sighing.

"You said that our Marquis still likes to sleep in. He doesn't come out at any time. Don't delay things later."

"By the way, little brother, where are you from?"

"Why haven't I seen you before?"

"But your clothes are nice, and your figure looks a bit like a marquis. That's your face."

As he said this, Lao Liu shook his head.

The soldier's heart almost rose to his throat. He couldn't help praying in his heart, brother, brother, if you don't want to die, shut up now. Even so many cakes can't shut your mouth!

"So handsome!"

Lao Liu finally said the remaining half of the sentence.

When the soldier heard this, his heart finally fell back into his stomach.

Fortunately, I have a good fortune for you. Although being too handsome may sound like teasing, adults probably won't care about these details. Your life is saved.

The soldier's mood was very complicated. After getting along with each other for the past few days, they had already developed a considerable degree of friendship. If possible, he really didn't want Lao Liu to die in such confusion.

Then he heard what Lao Liu said next.

"It would be great if Mr. Hou could have a face like yours."

Lao Liu said regretfully.

"However, it's impossible. After all, Mr. Hou is like that. It's really..."

His face was full of expressions that were hard to explain.

The soldiers' faces were full of expressions that said, "Please hurry up and order the coffin."

The young man asked with interest.

"Oh, what happened to Mr. Hou?"

"Little brother, you don't know, Lord Marquis's face..."

Lao Liu was stunned for a moment. He thought about it, slowly raised his head, and first glanced at the soldier next to him, receiving a rather kind look.

The meaning of this look is probably "You are dead", "Eat whatever you want", "Try to eat something good".

Lao Liu:......

He swallowed.

Slowly turned his head to see the young man.

Oh no, it’s Champion Hou.

The champion still had an interesting smile on his lips.

It's just that this smile looked scary in Lao Liu's eyes.

"You haven't said it yet."

The champion Hou pointed at him with a folding fan.

"What's wrong with my face?"

Lao Liu sat down on the ground, his face turned earth-colored, and he stammered.

"Hou...Master Hou!"

Sure enough, the rumors were not credible.

Lao Liu proved this with personal experience.

What does it mean to be a champion? Under the mask is an extremely ugly face. Come on, come on, look at this young man. Please tell me again.

Lao Liu felt that he had been really harmed by the rumors.

However, there really are such people in the world.

Champion Hou's talent and talent, as well as this face that can be said to be unparalleled in the world, it's a good thing that Lao Liu is not a girl, otherwise he would definitely have secretly promised to Champion Hou Fang.

"Dear guest, where is your invitation?"

Lu Mingfei waved his folding fan, and his soldiers stepped forward and handed over the seal.

After checking, the gatekeeper nodded, glanced over the three of them, and paused on Lu Mingfei's face.

"please."

He stretched out his hand for guidance.

The gatekeeper took them for a while, opened the door, and a noisy world rushed in front of them. There were various people at various gambling tables, with red eyes and loud voices, and chips symbolizing gold and silver were piled up randomly.

"Do you three need a guide?"

"No need, let's see for ourselves."

"yes."

The gatekeeper stepped back, and Lu Mingfei and the other three walked around, looking left and right.

Lao Liu's eyes were already shining with excitement and he kept rubbing his hands, but he suppressed the impulse. According to the rules of Paradise Forest, if you want to see the Dragon King, you have to win ten million taels of silver on the first floor.

Different gambling methods also have different speeds. They have to go around the first floor to see what dishes are opened, so that Lao Liu can choose and pick a sure one to start with.

A burst of children's cries sounded.

The shrill cries were particularly harsh in the noisy and bustling hall.

Lu Mingfei and the other three looked at each other.

I saw a girl wearing patchwork linen clothes and cloth shoes with her toes exposed, crying at the top of her lungs.

The man next to her should be her father, but what he did was not at all what a father should do. He was bargaining.

"Twenty taels! Not a penny less,"

"Did you see it? Did you see it?"

The man grabbed the girl as if she were showing off some merchandise.

Turning away for a while, raising her face and clothes, the girl cried and tried to hold on. The man, with red eyes, wanted to make a move, but someone else persuaded him to stop her.

"Let me tell you, little girl, dad worked hard to raise you, and today is the time for you to repay dad!"

"Be obedient to dad, or else..."

The girl burst into tears.

The man continued to bargain.

The other party insisted on paying three taels of silver, saying that the girl was too thin and didn't understand anything. It would take a lot of time to train her when she bought her back, and she was not as good as a girl from a wealthy family.

The two sides were quarreling fiercely, and the girl burst into tears. People around her just glanced at her and paid no attention to her. Well, in Bliss Forest, people who are jealous of gambling can't accomplish anything. It's not like selling children and selling daughters. Once or twice.

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly.

"Go, Twenty Liang, and bring the child back."

The soldier responded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lao Liu.

He smiled innocently.

"Master, I'm good at this, just leave it to me and you two can just watch."

The soldier looked at Lu Mingfei, who nodded. After receiving the order, Lao Liu happily threw the money bag away.

Not long after, he led the girl back.

"It's done, seven taels of silver."

"Didn't that person insist on twenty taels? Why did you..."

"I've seen this kind of rotten people a lot. It's best not to believe a word they say. To put it bluntly, they're just asking for high prices."

Lao Liu was chatting with the soldiers.

Lu Mingfei touched the girl's head.

"What is your name?"

The girl tugged on her clothes nervously and fearfully, and pursed her lips tightly.

Lao Liu noticed what was going on here and poked the girl to remind her, but was stopped by Lu Mingfei's look.

Looking around, Lu Mingfei picked up a bunny-shaped pastry and handed it to the girl.

The girl's eyes lit up.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

Lao Liu and his soldiers walked behind, followed by the champion and the girl who carefully held the corner of the champion's clothes.

Lao Liu was very strange.

"I said, sir, has he always been like this?"

"what?"

Some of the soldiers did not understand what Lao Liu said.

"You are so kind to someone who has nothing to do with you."

"Master, has he always been like this?"

"Oh, you said this."

The soldier said in a tone that you are really making a fuss.

"What's the point? You know there is a porridge shop at the south end of the capital. Our master set it up. People who can't afford to eat can get a bowl of it."

Lao Liu seemed to have heard some fantasy.

"The porridge shop! It's always open! What if just anyone comes to get porridge!"

"Then they have to dare."

The soldier smiled happily when he thought of something interesting.

"Now that you said it, I remembered that a while ago, someone pretended to be a beggar and came to get porridge. In the end, guess what..."

"What's wrong?"

"That man was beaten half to death by our master."

After laughing for a while, the soldier shook his head.

"If you want to come here to eat and drink, you have to find out who owns this porridge shop. Who are we, the master, and I don't tolerate them."

"By the way, I've been shopping for so long," "Aren't you still working?"

When Lao Liu heard this, he showed his trademark honest smile.

"Work, work, whoever says not to work, let's do it now."

"What did you choose?"

"That's it."

The soldier looked in the direction of Lao Liu's finger.

"dice?"

"Yep."

The soldiers were a little dumbfounded.

"You went shopping and chose this one?"

Lao Liu shook his head and spoke seriously.

"Tell you what, little brother."

"This gambling technique, to put it bluntly, is just that. The simpler, the more interesting it is."

"Isn't it just ten million taels?"

He smiled and walked towards the gaming table.

"Just take a look."