Chapter 557: Foreseeing the Future
Mu Shaoan's words, Zhang Yang is a punctuation mark, and he will not believe it.
But who let this be his cousin, then he reluctantly sat down.
Alas, let him sit in this despicable fellow with such integrity, so handsome, and so noble, that even the heavens would cry with sorrow.
"I'll choose white. ”
Zhang Yang Shi Ran took out a copper plate that condensed the laws of the universe and smashed it on the ancient chessboard of destiny.
Mu Shaoan held his forehead with his hand, "Cousin, let's be formal, do you still think that I am the kind of child who can be coaxed with a piece of bubble gum?" You rich man, forget it, our relatives have a conscience price, a white child, and charge you a thousand units of the Law of the Universe." ”
"Poof!"
As soon as Zhang Yang drank the Jiaolong brand cold beer and saliva in his mouth, he 'deliberately' spit it out, and the surprised expression on his face was as if he heard his cousin suddenly become a cousin.
"Ahem, I said, cousin, as for it, if you want to say that you are short of money to spend your squeak, can I not give it if you squeak? If you don't squeak, how do I know that you are short of money to spend, why use this routine, your own family, hurt your peace." ”
Mu Shao'an looked at him, the look in his eyes was extremely disdainful, alas, thinking that he admired someone so handsome and chic, how could he be such a short and poor cousin?
"Do you give me a thousand units of the Law of the Universe if I squeak?"
"Cousin, you also have to know that farming is not easy, as for me, there are still so many people to raise under my hands, in this way, if you give me a five-five discount, I will definitely hold the crab field. ”
"Ninety-nine fold, one more step I won't agree to die. ”
"Three-three-fold! I'll jump from here if I have more!"
"Well, cousin, I just remembered that I could let you fall first on this chessboard. ”
"Hahahaha! Cousin, this is your fault, do you see your cousin, I am the kind of person who likes to take advantage? Well, bring me a hundred white seeds first, and then drop the third son, right? ”
While speaking, Zhang Yang had already raised and fallen with a knife in his hand, oh, it was comparable to the momentum of a knife falling in his hand, and three ancestors fell on this ancient chessboard of fate.
In an instant, this ancient chessboard of fate turned into nothingness out of thin air, and everything around it was replaced by white mist, leaving only Zhang Yang and Mu Shao'an sitting opposite each other, and under them, there were chains of fate crisscrossing and crossing various dimensional spaces.
As for the three white seeds that Zhang Yang fell, they turned into three clouds of mist, occupying the intersection of the three fate chains, but for some reason, more than a dozen more were generated in these three fogs, no, dozens of void fate chains, projecting to different directions and dimensions like extension lines.
When Zhang Yang saw this scene, he was only slightly surprised, but he was not surprised, he knew what Mu Shaoan was trying to do, that is, to use the law of fate to perform divination.
And the routine that the two brothers staged just now is not really arguing about the laws of the universe, but they are confirming the number of hole cards in a more obscure way.
Mu Shaoan thinks that Zhang Yang, the king of digging pits, has at least nine hole cards, but Zhang Yang thinks that he is just a newcomer in the digging world, at most one hole card, and any more will collapse.
In the end, the two sides reached an agreement that Zhang Yang had only three hole cards, which meant that he could land three first.
The specific process of communication is known only to the two of them.
In short, Zhang Yang is very cautious, and Mu Shaoan is even more cautious than him.
"Cousin, then I'll be left behind, as the saying goes, there are no regrets, you have to take care of it. ”
Mu Shaoan took it from the void casually, turned into a sunspot, didn't look at it, one fell, in an instant, the blood was soaring, murderous, and the chessboard of fate turned into a real battlefield, one side was a huge ship, and the other side was a heavy enchantment, the two sides were just about to collide together, and a chess piece that Zhang Yang had fallen before suddenly flew out of a ray of light, which was directly canceled out, and the picture disappeared.
At this time, there were only two white pieces left in the chess game.
Mu Shao'an was still like that, but his expression was tightly wrinkled, because from Fang Cai's picture, he had already seen that the civilization that would suddenly attack their side of the world in the future was actually suspected to be a mechanical civilization.
"How accurate is it?"
"Hey, cousin, it seems that you still don't understand the law of fate, let alone the magic of the ancient chessboard of fate, what you saw just now is a scene that will happen in the next seven thousand years, how accurate is it?" Mu Shaoan smiled slightly, signaling Zhang Yang to continue to fall, but Zhang Yang shook his head, thinking about something.
So Mu Shaoan dropped a sunspot again.
This time, the ancient chessboard of fate suddenly rancided into the sky, many demon shadows gathered, and unknown whispers sounded out of nowhere.
But soon, these anomalies were once again offset by a white seed.
Zhang Yang looked at this scene, stretched out his hand and was about to continue to fall, but suddenly, I don't know what had changed on the fate chessboard, the chains of fate were agitated, and a full thirty-six sunspots fell from the void, and then before Zhang Yang and Mu Shaoan could react, with a bang, the ancient chessboard of fate collapsed, and everything returned to the old state.
"Poof!"
Mu Shao'an vomited blood wildly and was hit hard, only a pair of eyes still flashed with madness.
"Are you alright?"
"Hehe, how can it be okay, the law of fate is like this, once you see the future and touch the unspeakable taboo, the backlash will inevitably appear, but I now have the curse of the third generation of pesticides, at most it is just to fight poison with poison, so don't worry, cousin, your territory seems to be stable, but in fact, there is a disaster that the building will collapse at any time, are you hiding something from me? What did you see just now?"
Zhang Yang sat quietly, stood up for a long time, did not answer Mu Shao'an's inquiry, just waved his hand, and a black and a white fell in front of Mu Shaoan, which was a unit of chaos that he had obtained at a huge cost before-the ancient law of black and white.
"I'll go, cousin, your gift is too heavy!" Mu Shaoan was pleasantly surprised, but his movements were as fast as lightning, and he directly put away the two black and white pieces.
"I'm going to take a stake. ”
Leaving these words, Zhang Yang left in a hurry, because he had already seen what the future crisis was, even if it was only for a moment, but it was enough.
And based on this alone, Mu Shaoan's Ancient Chessboard of Destiny is very valuable, so he will leave those two black and white pieces so that Mu Shaoan can master the Ancient Chessboard of Destiny more smoothly.
As for himself, as long as he has enough time, he can keep acquiring more chaos - the ancient law of black and white.