Chapter 493 Calculate

"I have issued an order that the disciples and elders of the sect are not allowed to have any contact with the Lu family within a month. We will make a decision on the future after seeing how the situation develops..."

Master Zhao looked solemn, and then glanced at Elder Su:

"You should not have too much contact with Lu Chengyun. He is too scheming. You can't beat him..."

Master Zhao finished speaking and served tea to see the guests off.

Elder Su left the tea room and sighed slightly.

He had a good impression of Lu Chengyun before. Both of them were formation masters and they got along well. They drank tea together, discussed Taoism together, and even spent time together.

But he didn't expect that under Lu Chengyun's gentle appearance, there was such a thick and dark mansion...

It is true that you can know a person's face but not his heart.

Elder Su sighed in his heart, and then thought of Mo Hua again, feeling a little regretful.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have told Lu Chengyun all the information about Mo Hua, and I would have provoked Lu Chengyun to plot against me...

The more Elder Su thought about it, the more he regretted it. He looked up at the mine with a worried look, and murmured:

"I wonder if Mr. Xiao Mo will be okay..."

"I don't know if we can drink tea together again in the future..."

Elder Su sighed.

...

"I hope Junior Brother will be okay..."

Bai Zisheng sat under a big tree in the yard, frowning and a little worried.

"He hasn't been back for a long time. I've been so worried lately that I have no appetite."

Bai Zixi looked at him helplessly:

"You think the food is bad and want him to come back to cook..."

Bai Zisheng said with a guilty conscience: "I'm worried about his safety, cooking is secondary!"

Bai Zixi glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

Bai Zisheng thought for a while and said again:

"How about we rush in and rescue Junior Brother?"

"Not enough manpower." Bai Zixi shook his head.

"How many people are there now?" Bai Zisheng asked curiously.

Bai Zixi pondered for a moment, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said:

"Not counting the Situ family and Dao Ting, there are only five foundation building and sixty Qi refining."

Bai Zisheng was a little disappointed, "Only this few... Are they from our Bai family?"

"No, Aunt Xue hired them with spirit stones." Bai Zixi said.

"Where are our Bai family members?"

Bai Zixi glanced at him unhappily, "How can there be anyone from the Bai family? This is Lizhou, the Bai family is so far away, and the time is so short, how can we make it in time?"

Bai Zisheng frowned and said:

"With such a small number of people, they are no match for the Lu family, how can we rescue Mo Hua?"

Bai Zixi's eyes were cold, and he thought for a while and said:

"No need to rescue directly, as long as we start fighting, the junior brother should be able to find a chance to escape by himself."

Bai Zisheng thought about it and nodded, "That's right."

This junior brother of his is very smart and has a lot of bad intentions. Although his cultivation is a little worse, he has many strange and bizarre methods.

He can hide and pass the water step.

His spiritual awareness is extremely strong, and he is also proficient in formations.

Ordinary cultivators can't find him, and ordinary formations can't stop him.

As long as there is a chance, he will definitely be able to slip out...

Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief and muttered:

"It should be okay..."

Bai Zixi nodded gently, frowning slightly.

Mo Hua's smiling face appeared in her mind.

She suddenly felt uneasy, and her white and delicate hands unconsciously fiddled with the little tiger in her hand.

...

In the bamboo room, Kui Lao also said in a wooden voice:

"Not enough manpower."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Not enough."

Kui Lao asked strangely: "Aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about?"

Kui Lao said in a dry voice:

"Without enough manpower, how can we deal with the Lu family and resist the corpse tide? You don't really expect Mo Hua to solve this matter alone."

Mr. Zhuang said: "That's impossible."

Mr. Zhuang looked up, looked into the distance, and said slowly:

"Human power is limited. The great achievements in this world are not the achievements of one person. Many things cannot be solved by one person..."

"Behind the heroes, there are many unknown people."

Mr. Zhuang looked emotional.

Old Kui frowned, "Say something useful."

Mr. Zhuang said "tsk", a little speechless:

"Can't you wait for me to finish expressing these feelings?"

Old Kui said: "You have said it too many times, my ears are calloused."

Mr. Zhuang was very disappointed and "criticized":

"Can't you learn from Mo Hua? When I said these words to him, he listened very seriously!"

Old Kui said silently: "He is your disciple, and he should give you face, but I don't need it."

"Okay." Mr. Zhuang sighed helplessly.

Old Kui looked wooden, "What do you want to do?"

Mr. Zhuang said directly this time:

"There are not enough people, I will call some people to help."

Old Kui showed a surprised expression, "You call?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

Old Kui had a complicated expression and said silently: "You are alone, is there anyone who will help you?"

Mr. Zhuang was unhappy, "Why am I alone? I have three disciples now!"

Old Kui ignored him and just frowned:

"Who do you want to help?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled mysteriously.

He took out an old copper coin and threw it up gently. The copper coin rolled in the air, pulling the qi, and finally fell slowly, and fell into his white and slender palm.

The copper coin reversed, and the heavenly secrets changed.

A faint qi, pulling the cause and effect, rippled out.

The old man was startled, and then his eyes gradually became clear...

…

At the same time, west of the Xiaohuang state boundary.

In a remote fairy city, three monks were resting in an inn.

A skinny old man, a middle-aged monk, and a young man in white.

In front of them, simple wine and food were placed.

It's just that none of the three have any appetite.

The young man in white ate the unpalatable food in silence, the middle-aged monk drank wine to satisfy his hunger, and the skinny old man closed his eyes to recuperate.

After three rounds of drinking, the skinny old man suddenly opened his eyes.

His heart trembled, and he quickly took out the "Three Talents Easy to Count" copper coin, shook it for divination, and after one calculation, he looked shocked.

The young man in white was a little confused when he saw this.

The middle-aged monk asked: "What's wrong?"

The skinny old man was a little distracted and murmured: "I actually... figured out the location of that person..."

The middle-aged monk got excited, crushed the wine glass, stared and asked:

"really?"

The skinny old man was still a little unbelievable, nodded and said:

"That's right! Three talents are easy to count copper coins...the hexagram is like this, there is nothing wrong with it."

"But..." The skinny old man was still a little confused and murmured:

"How could I figure it out? How could I figure it out? How did I figure it out...I...I don't have this ability..."

The middle-aged monk said matter-of-factly:

"A wise man will make a mistake if he thinks a lot. We have been thieves for a thousand days, and he has been guarding against thieves for a thousand days. No matter how careful we are, there will always be oversights, and the trick will be exposed. If you figure it out once, it is normal..."

The middle-aged monk's eyes flashed, "We must seize this opportunity!"

He threw two spiritual stones on the table, then stood up immediately, "Without further delay, let's set off now."

The skinny old man nodded, but still had some self-doubt.

As for the young man in white, his spirits perked up, and his eyes showed longing as he thought about the people he was about to meet.

The three of them immediately got on the road, following the guidance of the hexagrams and heading east of the border of Xiaohuang State.

Within a few days, the three of them arrived in front of Nanyue City.

The middle-aged monk asked: "Is this here?"

The skinny old man nodded, "That's what the hexagram says."

The middle-aged monk was silent for a moment and asked, "How do you say it?"

The skinny old man thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the city first and see the situation."

"Won't you alert the enemy?" The middle-aged monk was a little worried.

The skinny old man sneered, "What are you thinking about? When you thought about coming here, that person might have already known it. We are just trying our luck here to see if there are any clues and to see if that person wants to Meet us…”

The middle-aged monk looked stunned and couldn't help but muttered:

"Is it so mysterious?"

The skinny old man shook his head, with an expression that said, "A summer insect cannot speak of ice." Then he looked at the young man in white and warned:

"Young master, remember what I told you. You can take a look, but talk less and do less. The cause and effect here is too big for us to afford."

The boy in white looked slightly stern and nodded.

The three of them entered Nanyue City, settled at the inn, and did some research.

After inquiring, the three of them got together again, all looking a little confused.

"Why are there so many acquaintances?"

"The Xie family in Kunzhou, the Tu family in Lizhou, the Yuan family in Qianzhou..."

"Yindao Sect, Guijianmen, Wanzhen Mountain..."

"Have they all figured it out?" The middle-aged monk frowned.

The skinny old man thought for a moment and suddenly said:

"It turns out that it wasn't me who figured it out, it was everyone who figured it out, or maybe it was that person who made us all figure it out..."

The skinny old man suddenly felt much more at ease.

Tianji calculates this kind of thing. He is not afraid of your failure, but afraid of accidents.

Ability dishes can't be calculated at best, so it's no big deal.

I'm just afraid that something unexpected will happen.

Things that could be calculated in the past suddenly cannot be calculated; or things that cannot be calculated in the past are suddenly calculated by you.

Then the trouble may be big...

Either someone interferes with the secret, or something unexpected happens.

The skinny old man knew his own weight. Seeing that everyone was here at this time, everyone had figured it out, which meant that his level was still the same as before, there was no change, and he had to feel at ease.

The skinny old man finally felt relieved.

Then he had some doubts:

"That human dragon has never seen its head and tail, but suddenly revealed this trace and attracted everyone here. What is the reason?"

Not only was the skinny old man confused, but all the monks gathered in Nanyue City also had this doubt.

But everyone searched for a long time and still found nothing.

The skinny old man didn't understand, so he let go of his consciousness and scanned Nanyue City.

There is nothing in Nanyue City.

He looked at the mines outside the city again.

Still found nothing.

"impossible……"

The skinny old man didn't give up. He put out three copper coins and did some calculations. As expected, he found something fishy.

The old man pondered for a moment, then used the magic technique, his eyes filled with blue light, stripped away the outer appearance, and glanced at the mine outside the city.

This glance made him look pale, frightened, and lost his voice:

"The corpse energy is soaring to the sky!"

"How many fucking zombies are there?!"