Chapter Seventy-Seven: I don't understand
Zhang Qiusheng finally fired a cannon and fired eight flat five, as the first cannon. It was time for Boss Hao to get down, and when he reached out to the chessboard, he somehow touched the "veteran". It was really accidentally touched by himself, Zhang Qiusheng didn't make any trouble. Although he only came to play this game with the intention of being a troublemaker. He knew that his chess level was too stinky, and he couldn't win without being a trickster.
Boss Hao couldn't wait to chop off his hand. He also knew that he was mainly sitting cross-legged on the grass, and he was not used to the high and low distance between his hands and the chessboard. But anyway, touching the son and moving the son is what has just been said, and he touched the veteran and deserves to move the veteran.
Seeing the veteran staying alone in the middle tent, Boss Hao himself felt funny. He wasn't worried about losing now, but he had taken a bad move. Zhang Qiusheng's posture, the old chess player knew that he was a rookie at a glance. But, but, but, but, there are really insects in this meadow. It's late autumn, why are there still insects? What's bad is that my back is itchy, and my hand is scratching my back hard, but I can't scratch it. Moving back and forth with both hands grasping the sleeves and using the friction of the clothes to scratch, the effect is not bad.
The effect is not bad? That's right. Of course, Zhang Qiusheng didn't know what Boss Hao felt inside, but he could know by looking at his face. Zhang Qiusheng originally wanted to use the chaos spell on the glove. But he can't just use the chaos spell, he will find things too strange afterwards, and he will wonder what the hell he has done.
First pretend to itch yourself and lay the groundwork. Then let him itch and there will be no suspicion of having it. If he casts the Chaos Spell again, he will only think that the itch is upsetting him, and he will not think about it elsewhere.
The chaos spell on Zhang Qiusheng's gloves was different from other people's chaos runes. The chaotic runes are all drawn on rune paper, not to mention disposables. The mana on the chaotic talisman is fixed, and the amount of mana used by the person making the talisman on the talisman is how much mana, and when it is used, it cannot be more or less controllable.
The chaotic spell on Zhang Qiusheng's gloves is an ancient talisman used by the Jingxu Dao Master that has now been lost, which is not only extremely powerful but also very useful. The most important thing is that it can control the amount of mana, and it can be used differently depending on the object and the occasion.
Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, and governing this Boss Hao is like cooking old hen soup. A good chicken broth, inexperienced chefs have to add a little salt. If you put too much salt at one time, the soup will not taste good if you add water if it is salty. Put less first, not enough to add more. Not only does he want to be upset and have no master, but after thinking about it, he can't blame others.
First use the true qi to stimulate the acupuncture points to make him itch, and then use the chaos spell to invade his spiritual platform, and the two-pronged approach is both martial and military. What is this called, Zhang Qiusheng wants to give this technique a name. He didn't name many magic weapons in the gloves that were close to the immortal level, but named such an irrelevant thing that couldn't clip chopsticks. It can be seen that he was born again, and his life was unambitious, and he did what he wanted. It's not to blame him, it's all the result of his grandparents persuading him to live every day leisurely.
What's the name? There is a way of martial arts, it should be called a compound or something, such as a compound cold powder. What do I call a compound? It's called compound codonopsis tablets, no. I'm invisible, I can't call it a tablet, I can't call it a pill, and I can't call it a powder. This should be a loose hand, and a single thing that is not independent of the system should be called a loose hand. Therefore, it should be called compound what is scattered. Codonopsis tablets are used to treat cerebral thrombosis, and I am temporarily brain disabled. Let's call it compound brain remnant, that's a good name. "Compendium of Materia Medica" says: "Those who are brain-disabled have no medicine", my compound brain is crippled, and the spiritual power disappears and is cured. Okay, that's it. It seems that I still have some potential for Chinese medicine, and I will become a Chinese medicine doctor if I don't have anything to eat one day.
Boss Hao is now in a situation of itching all over his body, and it's okay to say that it's itchy in other places, but it's the itch at the chrysanthemum. He had to pick it with his hands, and the tightness of the sphincter alone could no longer stop the itch. Of course, he's still in a slight, just right amount of brain damage. I don't think there's anything wrong with this itch, and I probably think that chrysanthemums in life are also itchy like this.
The chess has reached the middle game, and it is time for Zhang Qiu to give birth. After thinking about it for a long time, he put his car on Boss Hao's horse. It's not his wonderful, he's such a stinky chess basket. This kid immediately found out that he had made a wrong move, but it was too late, and there was no regret when he touched the child, and there was no regret about it.
Although Boss Hao's head is a little confused, he is a chess oilman who has been trained in street melee for many years. You don't need a brain, you just know that a big fat car is sent to the door, and it is intolerable not to eat it. If Zhang Qiusheng's car is eaten, he will definitely lose, even if he invites Hu Ronghua to come, he will not be able to save him.
Boss Hao had already picked up his horse. The students watching the battle next to him shook their heads and sighed, and some fans even closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them. Zhang Qiusheng himself sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that it is not enough to rely on compound brain remnants. I can't say that I moved my fingers lightly, and I used a sticky word.
In the eyes of the students watching the battle, a miracle happened. Boss Hao didn't hold the chess piece steady, and the horse fell from his hand. Obviously, Ma Si can eat Zhang Qiusheng's car when he enters six, but it falls into the position of Ma Si and Six.
The Jingxu Dao Master, who had already ascended to the Immortal Realm, might have been relieved to know that the gloves he had discarded could be used in this way. The waste is finally useful, and it is worth the effort spent refining it back then.
Boss Hao patted his head angrily. Someone next to me said, "Why are you slapping your head?" You should hit that hand, and that hand picks the chrysanthemum and picks out more back energy. Boss Hao thought so, and immediately slapped his right hand with his left hand. Brain-dead people are unreasonable.
Zhang Qiusheng did not relented at all because of his cheating, and immediately supported the car. Thinking that the soup was still a little lighter, I added some salt to him, and put a trace of chaotic spell into Boss Hao's spiritual platform. Boss Hao was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and then faced Zhang Qiusheng's stinky hand. In the eyes of the students watching the battle, the two of them were stupid and smelly.
In any case, the sober person is brain-dead, and in the end, of course, the sober person wins. Boss Hao did not have the frustration of failure, but felt very enjoyable. It is considered that this is the happiest time he has been in the chess arena for more than 20 years. Playing chess, the picture is a pleasure, and winning or losing is secondary. I strongly urge to do it again, and I will never stop until I turn the world upside down today.
Zhang Qiusheng repeatedly pushed and gave in a fake style, and finally was forced to reluctantly agree to play another game with Boss Hao. In fact, Zhang Qiusheng had already planned that if he lost the first set, he would find Boss Hao for the next game. After all, compound brain remnants are unilateral without verification, and there will inevitably be errors in the first test.
Not much nonsense, of course, Lao Hao lost the second set. But Lao Hao is full of confidence and fighting spirit, defeated repeatedly, defeated again and again, not discouraged, and more and more frustrated.
After the four rounds, Lao Hao had lost 2,000 yuan, and the wall had not yet been built and the project money was lost to him. Zhang Qiusheng resolutely stopped accompanying him, and at the same time quietly withdrew the chaotic spell left in his spiritual platform, of course, it was a little bit of pumping, and he couldn't pump it all at once. Pumping violently at one time, firstly, because others can't stand it, and secondly, secondly, he will think about what the hell is going on afterwards.
Zhang Qiusheng patiently advised Lao Hao, you have lost all the project money, this is not good. The purpose of our chess game is not to win or lose, but to prove that your face is not suitable for chess, and it is not suitable for building walls. Why do you have two nostrils? The two nostrils are not tight, but you have both nostrils to breathe together. Such a physiognomy is not right, it is not suitable for playing chess and building walls.
This is called before and after, what was said before the brain is dead, and said again after the brain is dead, so as not to make him feel that things are weird, and go back and think hard about the reason.
Zhang Qiusheng took out another 200 yuan to Lao Hao, and told him that we are friendship first and competition second, and the wall still can't be built for you. In fact, you also know that the total cost of building this wall is only about 300 yuan, and you can use these 200 to buy materials. Tomorrow you will be given another hundred dollars after you have built the wall, another hundred dollars after a week, and another hundred dollars after a month. Remember, the wall must be built strong, otherwise, otherwise the consequences you know.
Zhang Qiusheng himself didn't know the consequences, what could he do to this society's idle contractor? It's just to scare him.
However, the chief of the infrastructure section listened to it from the sidelines, and his heart was not good. He was with him throughout the process and witnessed how the game was played. Lao Hao's chess usually doesn't stink like this, what's wrong today? However, Zhang Qiusheng's chess also stinks. He didn't know how Zhang Qiu usually played chess in his life. This kind of weirdness can only be attributed to the itching of both of them, and the itching, especially the chrysanthemum itching, does affect the mood. Playing chess is a sport that requires mental calm, and it is not surprising that you lose when you are restless. Lao Hao lost in his chrysanthemum itch, and Zhang Qiusheng did not. People are one chess difference, and they are itching one difference.
The chief of the infrastructure section thought to himself, even if Lao Tzu was unlucky, he would monitor their construction if he didn't sleep tonight. Seeing that the 21st Middle School is going to be good, it can't wait to be removed here, it's really not cost-effective. How can I introduce such a compatriot? The sky is hanging for two days, the fields are scorched, what kind of face is this, you have to find someone to ask.
Zhang Qiusheng invited all the students present to have a discussion. Everyone had eaten, and although there were many people, it only cost less than 200 yuan. Three yuan bought a bottle of Qilin Tequ for the porter, and bought candy for the girls for about 20 yuan. Stepping on the bell of class, I rushed back to school.
During recess, the girls ate candy and asked the boys about the chess game. The boys vaguely said that Zhang Qiusheng had won. Li Xiuying grabbed Li Mantun and asked, "I heard that Zhang Qiusheng's chess stinks so badly, why did he win?" ”
The boys' vague answers were due to the fact that there was really nothing brilliant about the four games for them to describe. Besides, if you eat someone else's soft mouth, more than 200 yuan will be spent at once, you can't scold him, right? When Li Mantun met his eldest lady, he could only tell the truth: "Zhang Qiusheng's chess really stinks, but Boss Hao's chess also stinks, the two stink against the stinking, Zhang Qiusheng is slightly better." ”
The same question, Wu Yan grabbed Sun Buwu and asked; Lin Ling grabbed Wang Changqing and asked. It's all the same answer, and no one asks a clear name. During the second recess, several girls grabbed Li Mantun, Sun Buwu, and Wang Changqing for a three-class trial. They still don't believe that Zhang Qiusheng doesn't make trouble, so they have to ask to understand. They asked in detail if anything strange or strange happened during the competition.
A few boys replied that if they wanted to say strange and strange things, they could only say that Boss Hao was itchy. But Zhang Qiusheng is also itchy. It's just that there's a bug in the grass. It's just that Boss Hao's itchy parts are more sensitive and unbearable, and it is extremely unbearable.
Li Xiuying thought that Zhang Qiusheng must have done it. The means of stimulating acupuncture points to make people itch are not only the Sun family, but also the Li family. Don't say that any of the classical martial arts sects of the Xiuzhen sect have this method, but it can only be used by people who have reached a certain level of cultivation.
So, has Zhang Qiusheng's cultivation been reached? The answer is yes. Before reading it this morning, Li Mantun suffered from him. But other phenomena are difficult to explain: for example, Boss Hao's hand always inadvertently touches a chess piece that should not be touched. Another example is that he was obviously going to eat Zhang Qiu's son, but it was unfortunate that Boss Hao's hand was loosened, and the chess pieces fell to a position that should not have fallen.
This cannot be explained. Not to mention that the classical martial arts schools do not have this means, even the Xiuzhen sect does not have this means. In addition to cultivating to reach the realm of the gods of the Mahayana stage, they can easily control the divine consciousness of the people, and the divine consciousness of the boss of the king can make him lose. You say that such a high-ranking man has such great ability, would he do such a boring thing?
Besides, is Zhang Qiusheng a master? Not to mention Li Xiuying, even Wu Yan scoffed, cut, if he is a master, then I will soar tomorrow.
If you want to talk about the divine consciousness of the control of the zhì people, there is another school, that is, the cultivation of evil arts. That can only control the soul of the person, not the divine consciousness, which is fundamentally different. What's more, it is not so easy to use evil arts, Wu Yan and Li Xiuying know very well, after all, they are cultivating the Xuanmen Authentic Sect.
The evil sect uses evil arts, and wants to set up incense cases and ask for magic weapons, so that the people of the law want to fight with swords and recite incantations, and the pomp and circumstance are great. How can it be as easy as Zhang Qiusheng when he plays chess. And after the spell is cast, the person who is cast is like a serious illness, how can he still ride a bicycle home like Boss Hao? Not to mention that Wu Yan and Li Xiuying can't figure it out, Lin Ling can't figure it out when she grew up with Zhang Qiusheng. There is also that note, and I haven't figured it out until now, and the three girls can't help but feel a little depressed.
The borrowed money has basically been repaid. Only Li Mancang and Qian Buxi were left with 200 yuan each. Zhang Qiusheng only needs to repay the 200 that he doesn't like, and Li Xiuying wants to pay 300 anyway, and the money is also given by Li Mancang, and he just gives it to Boss Hao. Anyway, Li Xiuying is still very grateful to Zhang Qiusheng, she was originally going to pay 1,002, but now she only needs to pay 300, whose money is not flowing from a lot of water, is it?
Zhang Qiusheng ignored the three girls at all, grabbed the three boys, and muttered on the side. He grabbed Cao Zhongmin and urged the kid to study. He said to Cao Zhongmin earnestly: "Comrade Zhongmin, I still have to go on a business trip in a few days. You have to take advantage of my time to get through some of the key and difficult points, and you have to do more exercises. If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad. Have you mastered all the knowledge points in junior high school? Not yet, huh, then you hold on! And what about elementary schools? Oh, that's pretty much it. If you don't even know the knowledge of elementary school, I advise you to buy tofu and die. "Come on, come on.