Zuo Scorpion nodded and said: "In the past, the Three Kingdoms fought for hegemony, Zhuge Wolong Altar borrowed the east wind and burned hundreds of thousands of Cao Ying's army, which can be described as a classic battle in history of winning more with less and defeating the strong with the weak. ”

Yan Ruyu absolutely couldn't understand this kind of topic, but the little prodigy understood it, after all, he was a senior expert in studying the left way of the side: "According to the wild history, the east wind was not borrowed by Zhuge Liang, but predicted by him through the zodiac signs. ”

"Zodiac?" Yan Ruyu said curiously, "This word is quite fresh. ”

The little prodigy explained with a smile: "Miss Yan don't need to be curious, this zodiac sign is a Western astrological divination, in fact, it is what we usually call the twelve constellations, which are greatly used in metaphysics and Qimen. ”

Yan Ruyu is obviously also the kind of character that Bing Xue is smart, and immediately said: "The names of the left brother and the right sister are also named after constellations, so they must be proficient in this kind of astrology?" ”

"Don't dare!" Zuo Scorpion arched his hand and said, "In fact, according to earlier historical records, the birthplace of this zodiac is our ancient China, which has been mentioned in many metaphysical books, it is a branch of the art of Qimen, Zhuge Liang borrowed the east wind, and the grass boat borrowed arrows are all conclusions drawn through the observation of the zodiac signs, and the people who have cultivated the art of Qimen to a very high level know astronomy, geography, fine celestial phenomena, and ventilation of the earth, reaching the top masters, and even being able to predict the weather and geographical changes in the next month or even longer...... ”

If he hears this kind of thing, the fat man will think like this: "Brother, you are definitely, the top master should be in the world, and the word prostitute ......"

Originally, Zhang He didn't believe in this kind of words, he didn't have a deep study in this area, but now he was convinced, because just two months ago, he and Lady Lisa were on a sea trip, and Jun Ruojian personally showed him and the two of them a great ability in this regard.

Jun Ruojian directly predicted the storm and cold snap at sea.

Zhang He really felt that Jun Ruojian was powerful, not only because of Jun Ruojian's cultivation attainments in this area, but because he knew how to make reasonable use of these environments.

A player in "Dynasty" can really do this, that is, the realm of "a little bit of know-it-all, one can turn three", people with this kind of realm are not only terrible and simple, that is, they have the ability to call the wind and rain and change the wind and clouds.

Thinking of Zuo Scorpio's words before, Zhang He seemed to have an understanding and said, "Brother Zuo didn't see something?" ”

Zuo Scorpion turned around, looked at the stars in the sky and muttered: "In the past, the master always taught me that the real connoisseur of killing people does not need to do it himself, I have never been able to believe it, but now I ......"

With a Qimen master like him, he shouldn't have said such discouraged words, but following his gaze, the starry sky no longer seemed to be as clear as it was just now, and at some point it seemed to be covered by a thin veil.

This is very similar to the set of clothes on Yan Ruyu's body, you can say that it is transparent, you just can't see the key parts; You say you can't see it, the key parts seem to be looming, and you can't help but want to take a few more looks.

The air seemed to get colder, and a few people even felt a little chilly.

Zhang He seemed to think of something, suddenly leaned down, put his ear to the ground and listened carefully, listening to it, his face changed, and it became more terrifying than ever.

Three minutes later, everyone was scurrying up and down the fourth floor of the inn.

The women were responsible for closing the doors and windows, and Zhang He and a group of other men rushed into the warehouse and brought out a large pile of wooden planks, and there was a clanging of hammers and nails on the doors and windows on each floor.

Because in 20 minutes at most, a ferocious desert storm will pass here, and everyone knows whether the new black shop inn can support this storm.

But one thing is well understood: if you don't stay in this inn and run outside, no one will survive the desert storm.

Yan Ruyu understood what Zuo Scorpio said before, and he clearly predicted that this disaster was coming through the astrology.

Storms in the desert were sometimes far more terrible than tsunami storms above the sea, and although the doors and windows were shut, and the oil lamps were still burning, the temperature in the hall had dropped very low.

The fat man shivered with cold, and actually wrapped a futon on his body, but how could the cold on his body compare to the chill in his heart?

Zhang He looked at Zuo Scorpio, Zuo Scorpio looked at Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu looked at the little prodigy...... Everyone's face was extremely cold, because everyone was thinking about the same question in their hearts, did the invisible killer also foresee this impending disaster?

"It's a big possibility." The young man in the costume sighed, "He hasn't moved much since the afternoon, maybe he already knew that this storm was coming yesterday." ”

This time, the blue-shirted man didn't disagree with him: "It's true, this store is in the depths of the desert, and it has been open for so many years, even if people who don't understand Qimen Zuodao, they have a sense of smell for these disasters after staying here for a long time." ”

The tall man said angrily: "Fuck, don't let me catch the dog mongrel, if I get caught, Lao Tzu will cut him into eighteen sections." ”

The young man in the costume glanced at him: "What if he doesn't leave?" Maybe it's hidden somewhere in this inn, and there's a good chance you'll be able to catch him. ”

As soon as he said this, a chill rose up everyone's back, although this possibility was small, but it was not impossible.

By this time the wind had begun to pick up outside, and this kind of wind was completely different from the strong wind at sea.

The strong wind blowing on the sea is very strong, and although the wind is not strong, it is blowing sand, and everyone can clearly hear the sound of countless sand hitting the door panels and windows, which is not only dense, but also terrifying, as if countless beetles are gnawing at the door panels.

The wind increased, the strange wind suddenly rose, the doors and windows around it rattled, and the whole inn shook, although everyone could not see the situation outside, but through these tremors and sounds it was completely conceivable, the great desert was now a place of death, and the storm seemed to be the claws of death, which could crush this small inn at any time.

The expression of the ice mark became indescribably fearful, and she snuggled up to Yan Ruyu tightly.

The master sat cross-legged like an old monk in Zen, with the Buddha beads in his hands, his eyes closed, and his words reciting, as if he was praying to the Buddha in the dark.

The blue-shirted man had a pale face, and although he sat at the table with a calm demeanor, he sang a low pastoral song in his mouth.

The fat man was curled up in the futon, which seemed to be wrapped in a king-sized cocoon.

Although everyone's demeanor is different, only Zhang He, who is standing at the top of the stairs, is the calmest, with a compelling look and almost cold perseverance between his eyebrows.

Every time I can survive in a desperate situation and find a turning point, it depends on this absolute calmness.

Suddenly, the door of the inn was blown open by a strong wind, and countless black sand dust surged in like a tide, and almost everyone couldn't open their eyes.

The fat man was blown off the bed with a mattress.

"There's planks in the storeroom, plug this gap quickly." The little prodigy shouted.

All the people present are experts, and they all know that when this kind of desert storm hits, it is the same principle as the ship at sea entering the water, if you ignore it, the wind and sand will become more and more, and sooner or later the hall will be filled.

The little prodigy shouted, the first person to rush into the warehouse was actually Yan Ruyu, there is no difference between men and women at the critical moment, if you don't work together at this moment, I'm afraid that everyone will be fed sand.

The little prodigy's voice was blown intermittently by the strong wind: "Wet the towel with water and stuff it...... Move the table over...... Heavy objects block ......"

It took a lot of effort for the fat man who rolled out of bed to open his eyes, and he was stunned when he only glanced out the door.

The horizon in the distance was long gone, and the storm was rolling forward with the wind and sand, like thousands of horses passing through, and although the front of the inn was still calm, the scene was even more terrifying.

As if by magic, the sand on the ground suddenly flew off the ground and exploded in mid-air, sometimes twisted into the shape of a rope by the wind, sometimes into dandelion blossoms, sometimes twisted into fried twists, and sometimes torn apart like pieces of paper...... These changes are like the wonders of the white clouds, but the white clouds are by no means changing so fast.

The fat man looked stupid directly, he never imagined that the golden sand would change into these shapes, this is completely a trick, but these tricks can turn people to death, it is simply a dance of death.

The fat man was still in a daze, only to hear a commotion upstairs, apparently a window had been broken by a sandstorm.

"Go up and have a look." The little prodigy shouted.

At this time, no one was ambiguous, the fat man turned around and ran upstairs, and the master and the ice mark of love followed him.

But the ice mark is obviously stronger than the fat man in light skills and bones, she swept up, the cloth shoes kicked on the handrail of the stairs, and the whole person flew out six or seven meters upward, and then kicked to the second floor, so a few back and forth, she went straight to the fourth floor.

The master barely stopped at all, and also ran towards the fourth floor, apparently both of them sensed that the guest room on the north side of the fourth floor had been drilled into by the wind and sand.

The fat man was the last to run upstairs, and he saw that Lian Bingji was the first to enter the room, but soon he stepped backwards and exited the door, with a look of extreme fear on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrible.

The Master pressed her shoulder, signaling her composure.

The fat man arrived quickly, craned his neck to look into the room, and his forehead began to sweat.

The pile of coffins that could fly kites under the sand dunes during the day was neatly placed in their rooms at the moment, the paper man was lying in the coffin, dragging the kite string in his hand, and the skull kite with a black background and white face was also neatly placed on the paper man.

Another gust of wind and sand struck, and all the paper figures automatically flew up, rushing towards the three of them like unjust souls, and this time even the Shaolin master couldn't help but take two steps back......

(To be continued)