The words of admitting defeat were all spoken, and everyone's expressions became more exciting. At first, more people felt that this competition was like chicken ribs and was ready to leave.

Han Jin said: "Then, the next step is the third course." ”

"Stop, I want to ask, how many questions are there?" Sima Xian said.

Han Jin looked at Lu Yun.

"Three." Lu Yun replied.

"That means I've already lost." Sima Xian seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Yes." Han Jin smiled.

"What is the third game, anyway, I will lose." Sima Xian said with some loss.

"Then you want to just give up?" Han Jin asked.

"No, because I don't think it's fair to me." Sima Xian said slowly.

Zheng Sheng was helpless, what does this guy want to do?

"Like poetry, fist and foot kung fu, they are Zheng Shizi's strengths, and I naturally can't compare to him. If Miss Lu still plays the third game, I think I will still lose. Wouldn't I have lost three games in a row, it's really shameless! I had an idea: I might as well do the third question. Anyway, Zheng Shizi's loss this time will not affect the overall situation. What do you guys think? ”

Lu Xian frowned.

Lu Yun was annoyed: "The question I wrote down was not revealed to anyone, and you lost because you didn't have enough ability." Complaining about my subject matter isn't your forte? You might as well blame yourself for being so poor! ”

"Miss Lu, don't be angry, anyway, your wishful thinking has already arrived, why bother with my little person's little request? Zheng Shizi, do you agree to accept my question? ”

Zheng Sheng said slowly: "I accept it." ”

Sima Xian showed a smile that had succeeded in his conspiracy, "Then let's have a talk!" ”

Zheng Sheng almost fainted. Zheng Sheng didn't understand his intentions. Sima Xian really wants to use Qingtan to save face? A few years ago, I didn't see him interested in Qing Tan, huh?

He released water obviously in the previous competition, and as a royal nobleman, learning literature and martial arts is naturally a necessary homework. He wants to fight for face, show his real skills to compete, and even if he loses, he can say it. But he lost by cheating, surrendering, and then openly claiming that he had lost face......

What an elusive guy! Only, what is he going to do? Admit defeat in the water, or do you want to have a good argument with him? In case he wins the debate, is Sima Xian satisfied or dissatisfied?

"Our theme today is 'What is water?'"

The corners of Zheng Sheng's mouth twitched, water is indeed very important, but pulling water in the direction of metaphysics is really too much.

"Water is the source of all things. There are clouds in the chapter of "Heaven and Life: Taisheng Water, Water Counter Supplement Taiyi, is to become a day. Therefore, water is the source of all things. ”

"Water, falling from the sky. When it is peaceful, it moistens all things and creates the world. When angry, it floods the earth and cracks mountains and rivers, and has supreme might. ”

"Water is given by the gods, and man cannot live without water, but can live because of water."

Therefore, water is also a god, and the world should revere it, and should not do some strange things such as building dams, digging canals, diverting water to irrigate fields, etc. It is important to know that the power of water is also the power of heaven, and manpower is sometimes poor, and angering the heavens will eventually lead to natural and man-made disasters. ”

"My 'Lord' is finished. Please ask Zheng Shizi to express his own 'guest' opinion! ”

Zheng Sheng frowned, thinking about what Sima Xian said, he felt that something was wrong. He looked at the man not far away and felt that this guy should not be a believer in this kind of fatalism and destiny. Although he seems to be cynical, he is by no means a Taoist Huang Laofang who pays attention to inaction. What's more, the last words are even more meaningful. However, in a short period of time, Zheng Sheng couldn't guess.

Zheng Sheng thought about it and decided to have a good argument with him, but Sima Xian's argument was too much.

"Excuse me, a few years ago, there was a drought everywhere in the world, and there was no precipitation, if people didn't save themselves, wouldn't they have to wait for death?" Zheng Sheng asked.

Sima Xian's eyes rolled, he wanted to argue but had nothing to say, so he closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, the wooden chair made a piercing squeak, "We only talk about metaphysics, not mundane affairs." ”

Zheng Sheng was angry, this is the most shameless place for literati in this era: how can elegant talk be related to mundane things in the world!

"Well, my objective point is: what you say doesn't make sense!"

Sima Xian got up suddenly, the wooden chair couldn't withstand his destruction after all, and after letting out a mournful roar, it disintegrated and shattered!

Sima Xian, who had no support, fell to the ground on his back.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Sima Xian got up and smiled awkwardly, "Zheng Sheng, you have to be responsible for what you say, what do you call my words bullshit." ”

Zheng Sheng couldn't help but smile and said, "You said that water is given by the gods, which means that rain and snow are the means of the gods?" ”

Sima Xian thought for a while and said, "Yes." ”

Zheng Sheng continued to ask: "Then do you think that above the dark clouds, there is a hidden immortal raining rain?" ”

"Well, it should be the rain master." Sima Xian looked at the others, and everyone also nodded. The god of rain is the god of rain that everyone has worshiped since ancient times. This is everyone's consensus.

"Yes, Rain Master. I also think that Master Yu is indeed a good fairy who is diligent and hardworking! Zheng Sheng suddenly changed his words and praised the rain god.

Si Sima Xian vaguely felt a bad breath: "Why? ”

"You think, this world is so big, how hard it must be for the rain master alone. Not long ago, it rained heavily in Jingzhou for several days, and it was already very hard. Now I'm probably going to other states and counties non-stop! ”

"The methods of immortals are not what ordinary people can imagine, and what is extremely hard in our eyes may be just easy for immortals!" A passerby stepped forward and expressed a different opinion on Zheng Sheng's opinion.

"Disrupt the contestants and drive them out of the Lu House!" Han Jin waved his hand, and the two servants stood up to take away the passer-by whose face instantly turned earthy gray.

Sima Xian stopped: "Wait, isn't this talk possible for many people to talk about?" This man is my assistant. Zheng Shizi, do you agree? ”

Zheng Sheng nodded indifferently and said, "Yes." ”

Han Jin had no choice but to agree.

"Brother Si, junior brother An Lu Chang Mao Chang Zimi."

"Brother Chang is good." Sima Xian pulled another chair over, "Since you are here, I can rest assured for a while." ”

Chang Mao was stunned and excused himself: "Brother Si, this conversation should have been based on you. ”

Sima Xian said in a categorical tone: "I am the boss, so naturally I have to sit in the rear, you can charge in front." ”

Chang Mao thought to himself, and there was some truth in saying this. But why does it always feel that something is wrong?

"I'm curious, what are the methods of your so-called immortals?" Zheng Sheng asked.

Chang Mao settled his mind and quibbled: "We are not gods, but we know the means of God? ”

Zheng Sheng patted the chair and stood up, he stared at Chang Mao, and finally chuckled: "Since that's the case, I'll tell you a little about the methods of the immortals!" ”