She remembered the moment before she lost consciousness, when she was about to use the technique of asking rice to fight the goryeo stick, but when her palm slapped it on the white rice a few times, everything in her brain went blank. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Have you ever seen anything attached to this white rice?" Zeng Yifan stared at a few white rice grains on the ground, and in his eyes, a layer of bright blue light faintly flashed on the rice grains.

"I've seen things that make people crazy and even crazy - 'crazy quantity'." asked Mi Po to affirm, "Fortunately, the person who started it didn't add a few percent, otherwise I would be a mad dog at the moment." ”

"You're lucky, at least better than my friend." Zeng Yifan said slowly, a hint of murder flashed in his eyes.

Jiang is old and spicy, and Mi Po has been wandering in the divination world for so many years, and when he saw Zeng Yifan like that, he suddenly knew that he was not far from ten.

However, although the thing is under the Goryeo stick, they don't have this kind of thing. So, there must be someone behind the scenes.

"People who know this trick, the old woman knows." Ask Mi Po to look around, stretch out her hand and draw a name on the placket.

"I'm already out of this year's competition, admit planting, and go back to my hometown to farm." Asked Mi Po sighed, and hugged his fist at Zeng Yifan, "Today's kindness has been recorded, and I just need to inform him if it is useful another day." ”

Zeng Yifan smiled politely and glanced at his phone, an hour and a half had passed, and for him, the remaining time was enough.

......

Some people say, "The abacus is well played, and the business is well done." This is not entirely reasonable, Xiao Lang will not do business.

Coming out of the teahouse, Xiao Lang carried a bag and began to wander around the street. Unlike Zeng Yifan, he doesn't care about the bustle on the street, but looks everywhere when he has nothing to do, as if he is satisfied with everything around him.

"The rich are also talented, and the shellfish comes out of the water, and the talented get it." Xiao Lang hummed as he walked, he must be a talented person, all he had to do now was to go to the "water" to touch the "shellfish".

But where is this "water", and what kind of wealth does "shell" represent?

Xiao Lang is not worried about this problem, he is looking for "water" like this, as long as he finds "water", then "shell" is naturally easy to touch.

The north of the Quartet is the kan and the water, and the north side has been walking for a long time, and there is nothing eye-catching. Five-color black is water, although the street is full of colors, there is still a lack of black, yes, who will have nothing to use a bad color? The numbers nine and ten are water...... It's still provincial, light boxes, house numbers, advertisements, vehicles, nine and ten are everywhere, just counting them again, it is estimated that it will take a day's work.

After wandering around like this for an hour, Xiao Lang still didn't find any "water" that could be used, and he was not in a hurry, he took out a pocket watch as he walked, muttering and pondering the time, at this time it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"When the time comes, the earth branch is water." Xiao Lang helped his glasses, "Rest enough, start work!" ”

After wandering around for so long, he was actually resting, could it be that he was already confident?

Bang, Xiao Lang took out an abacus from his bag, which was different from the one he used before, this abacus was yellow and clear, and most of the sound was made of brass. He picked up the abacus beads, leaned into the dark corner of the street, and crackled.

"Hetuluo is written into nine palaces, and the land is divided into the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and the nine stars and eight gods are on duty, and they are worthy of the eight gates." He muttered as he played, listening to it like a song.

As the speed of finger plucking accelerated, the words in Xiao Lang's mouth reached the point where he could not be distinguished, and the abacus beads made a dense tinkling sound.

"Use the god Xuanwu to ambush the shallow pit, and go straight to the door of life and fortune." Xiao Lang's hand stopped, and the last two words came out of his mouth.

Nine Palaces, Nine Stars, Eight Gods, Eight Gates, judging from the words Xiao Lang reads, he should be using Qimen Dunjia now. Both originated from the Hetu Luo book, the Divine Numbers Ghost Calculation and Qimen Dunjia are both exquisite magic numbers, but to perfectly combine the two magic numbers, this is not easy to do.

Qimen Dunjia attributed the eight gates to the eight directions, and the birth gate was facing the northeast, which meant to make money; The basalt water phase has the meaning of secretly obtaining. This is equivalent to saying that as long as Xiao Lang goes to the northeast, he can find "water" and obtain money through more concealed methods.

The result was quite obvious, but Xiao Lang didn't immediately set off and walked to the northeast, as if he was a little hesitant.

"The Northeast is Gen, for the soil, for the water, for the wealth of the barrier, the transaction is unfavorable." Holding the abacus, he dialed it a few more times, "Use the god Xuanwu to guard against the villain, and the nine stars are on duty for the sky chong, which means that Sai Weng lost his horse." ”

Xiao Lang was indeed hesitant, judging from the calculation, he did have to go to the northeast to ask for wealth, and he should pay attention to the low-lying places and the signs that resemble Xuanwu. But there is another layer of implicit ominousness, one is that Gen Tu Ke Shui is not going well, and the other is that the Tianchong Star in the Nine Stars of Qimen is facing the Shengmen, although it is not a big problem, but it also has the meaning of not going well. Judging from this situation, it seems that there will be people who will secretly obstruct the search for wealth in the northeast.

"Smack!" A tattered beggar fell in front of Xiao Lang, the enamel bowl in his hand flew out, and Ding Lingdang's coin spilled all over him.

Most of the nerds are well-wishers, Xiao Lang picked up the beggar, helped pick up the coin, took out some money and stuffed it into the bowl, and handed it to the beggar.

"Good guy, good guy, thank you, big brother!" The beggar couldn't help but thank, and the broken hat on his head fell so hard that he even covered his eyes several times.

The voice was hoarse, it didn't sound very comfortable, Xiao Lang didn't dislike it much, waved at him, turned around and walked to the northeast.

"It's a pity that good people don't necessarily have good lives." The beggar looked at Xiao Lang's distant back, sneered, and disappeared into the shadow of the street.

A coin was lying quietly in Xiao Lang's pocket, flashing with a strange blue light.

......

At this moment, Cai Wen and his apprentice Mo Rufeng were also wandering on the street, but they were all walking on the commanding heights, one moment was a commercial building, another was a hotel, and then they got on the pedestrian bridge.

"Shhh Mo Rufeng's eyes flashed, and he reached out to touch something on his waist.

"There's no need to take a gold abacus." Cai Wen looked up at the sky, "Xiao Lang's baby is in trouble." ”

"Master, how can you ......" Mo Rufeng was a little stunned, he knew that Master's divination was unfathomable, but he could tell that Xiao Lang was in trouble with a snap of his fingers, it seemed to be too magical, there must be some trick in it.

"This tobacco leaf was concocted by Xiao Lang himself, honoring me." Cai Wen pointed to the sky, "The time is right, and the omen of confusion." ”

The glow that Cai Wen said is Mars, which was the name given by the ancients, and now it seems that the light of Mars is flickering and seems to be very active.

Mo Rufeng suddenly understood, the Lang in Xiao Lang's name is a man, the man is the sky, the confusion hangs in the sky, the five elements belong to gold, and the frequent flashing is the fierce appearance of the sky; Tobacco leaves grow on the ground, the five elements belong to wood, and the sudden explosion of sparks is the fierce appearance of the earth; The five elements of Yingfu and tobacco are golden and wood, implying the appearance of fighting.

These can be summed up in four words that are very clear - "Xiao Lang is in trouble".