"Hello two, I'm the nineteenth host Jiushan Takuma, this game will be jointly responsible for me and the other hosts here, I hope the two of you will cooperate."

The man named Takuma Hisayama bowed slightly, even if he had said hello. Not only him, but several hosts around him are also familiar faces, Xiang Nanxing recognized them at a glance, they were all the original team members when Liang Jingmo and Xu Wen played "Double Russian Roulette" just now.

Is it a shortage of manpower or something else, that even the host is not changed? Xiang Nanxing naturally had such doubts in his heart, but at this time, it was more important to concentrate on listening to the rules of the game that were being read out than to explore this question, and the importance of this matter was even higher than observing the opponent standing in front of him.

Because a few minutes ago, in that lounge, Xiang Nanxing encountered a very strange scene......

"I'm sorry, but it seems that all the rules of this game can only be listened to live."

"Judge" Danqing was also obviously stunned when he saw the note in the bag. He said the above words, then spread out his hand and put the contents of the note in front of everyone's eyes. Xiang Nanxing saw that there were only two words "Mandate of Heaven" written with a brush on it, and other than that, it was all blank.

"What does that mean?" It was the masked man who had rarely spoken.

Danqing frowned and flipped through the note and looked at it for a while: "It's Huang Lao's handwriting...... It seems that it is right. This is the game he said was temporarily designed for this White Night Festival.,It's said to be a combination of Chinese and Western.,It's very proud.。 ”

"Improvised?" Chris jumped up all of a sudden, "But isn't this Huang Lao on the other side, he dissected the game he designed for his companions, or participated in the competition himself, and then threw two broken words to us, so that we can go to the venue to hear the rules?" ”

"I don't think Huang Lao would do such a thing." Danqing replied lightly. His words were quite unreasonable, and he only emphasized them unilaterally, which did not answer Chris's question at all, but the masked man next to him also nodded.

"Agreed." "He may be doing things around him, but when it comes to the fairness of the game, he absolutely cares about feathers." ”

Danqing glared at him, but he was not satisfied with such words: "Huang Lao will not do anything about the game. ”

"Who knows." The masked man shrugged, "Then please go on, the word 'Mandate of Heaven' is not just a simple message like 'listen to the rules when you go to the scene'. ”

Danqing said: "Before distributing the tips, Huang Lao told me that there was a game designed by him, so he himself would not participate in the first four rounds, but would only wait in the last round. For the sake of the fairness of the game, he will not tell anyone the content of the game he designed, but put the necessary information on himself and hand it over to the host on duty when the game is about to start. I had thought there should be at least a brief explanation in the bag, but now it seems that he didn't want to reveal anything other than his name. ”

Liang Jingmo sneered: "But it's ......"

"But when he told me about it, he said something." Danqing smiled bitterly, as if he was helpless against Liang Jingmo's insight into the first opportunity, "He said that if you want to win this game, the most important thing is to know the rules as soon as possible, but even if you know the rules earlier than your opponent, you may not necessarily win." This is destiny. Knowing the destiny of heaven does not necessarily mean that you can change your life. ”

"It's all a mess of hints, the gods are chattering, and they really have his style." Liang Jingmo's face was disdainful, but he had obviously begun to think about it in his heart. The timing of knowing the rules determines the winner or loser, but knowing the rules earlier does not mean that you can win, which seems to be a contradiction, there is a balance point in the middle, that is, the outcome of the game has already been decided, which is also in line with the meaning of the title "Mandate of Heaven". But if that's the case, can it still be considered a confrontational game?

Thinking about it, he couldn't even imagine the whole picture of the game in his head. Xiang Nanxing was also thinking about the same thing, and there was no breakthrough. But compared to Liang Jingmo, he obviously needs to sort out a clue more urgently, because he only has two choices next, either accept this game that he doesn't know what it is and bravely challenge the unknown, or he has to persuade the mask man to give up his position and stay for the last one, to deal with the unfathomable No. 6 host Huang Lao.

Neither side seems to be an easy road, but the former may be better in comparison. If Huang Lao abides by the rules as the Mask Man and Danqing say, then he will meet an opponent in the game who has no understanding of the rules like him, and the game is relatively fair. There are a few more people on his side brainstorming, and at least they managed to ask Danqing for a hint, maybe they can take advantage of it.

"Forget it, then it's the same as before, let me go." Xiang Nanxing is not dragging mud and water. Since all the questions were done, it was useless to stay here, so he straightened up the bag and note, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Wait a minute."

As soon as he took a few steps, the voice of the masked man suddenly sounded behind him. Xiang Nanxing was suddenly overjoyed in his heart and quickly turned around. Compared to the few of them, the mysterious masked man obviously had more information and a better mind, and he stopped himself at this point, maybe he had already figured out something about the game.

However, the truth disappointed him.

"I can't imagine what this game will take, so I can only tell you to be careful." The masked man said lightly, "If you can, try to slow down the pace in the early stage." That's what I suggest. ”

"Okay, thank you." Xiang Nanxing turned around and walked away in disappointment, and Chris also let out a disdainful "cut" next to him. However, Liang Jingmo on the side narrowed his eyes.

Of course, he knew that under the mask was the big man who had taught him all kinds of skills since he was a child. When the other party participated in the "National Theft War", he was still a big help to him secretly, and then managed to go to prison, also to answer his doubts. But after they really met, through that cold mask, Liang Jingmo never saw the other party's true heart.

This feeling is especially strong at this moment.

What's the deal with this paternalistic instruction? When has this person ever cared so much about others? He couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, and even Xiang Nanxing's usual back had a bit of suspense in his eyes. He had been groping for the mystery of Xiang Nanxing before, guessing what kind of secret he had, or what kind of hidden identity he had, so that he would get such special treatment in that "national theft war". At this point, however, he found that he had been ignoring a more direct guess.

Could it be that there is something between these two people?

This can only be explained after the whole game is over. He smiled wryly.

Of course, Xiang Nanxing didn't know what Liang Jingmo thought after he left, and in fact, he didn't have time to care about him. A few minutes later, Xiang Nanxing, who was standing in the game venue, looked nervously at the page in the host's hand, watching how he beckoned the other hosts to put the pre-prepared game props in the middle, and he didn't dare to miss a detail during this period.

When the props needed for the game were placed, Xiang Nanxing looked down at the things in front of him and couldn't help but be stunned again.

"That's what you need to use in this game, although you can remove the rest when you're done picking, but according to the rules, we have to put them in order first." Takuma Higayama said expressionlessly, "We are still not familiar with these enough, although the tablecloth is a drawing, but it is still inefficient when it is placed." I would like to apologize to you first. ”

Xiang Nanxing was still dumbfounded: "No, this ...... What the hell is it? ”

"Zhou Yi sixty-four hexagrams."

It was the opponent standing on the other side of the table who spoke, and this was the first time Xiang Nanxing had heard him speak after entering the door. There is a nice magnetism in his voice, but the tone is flat and cold and hard, not like an ordinary person, but like a machine. Xiang Nanxing really began to observe his opponent at this time, as a member of the host, this person did not introduce himself in a different way, if it weren't for the standard black suit he was wearing, Xiang Nanxing would almost think that he was also a member of the ordinary players.

Under the background of this black body, his skin looks particularly fair, and his facial features also look weak. However, Xiang Nanxing has long known the truth that people can't look good, even the host who looks quite thin has the combat power above the special forces, and his resourcefulness and knowledge are definitely not to be underestimated.

At this time, the person was gently stroking the wooden sign placed on the table, thoughtful. There are a total of sixty-four wooden plaques, each of which is engraved with a different hexagram and its name and serial number attached to the top of the hexagram. These wooden signs are neatly arranged in a circle according to the direction of the sixty-four hexagrams, and in the middle is a decorative Tai Chi pattern, which looks quite metaphysical.

And under this pile of wooden signs, there is also a large circle of round trays, which can be pushed and rotated with a little force from the side, which may be convenient for players to use when choosing wooden signs.

"Let's start with the work that needs to be done by both sides at the beginning of the game." Holding up the page in his hand, he read out loud, "As you can see, these wooden signs are engraved with a complete set of Zhou Yi's sixty-four hexagrams, and all you need to do is to take turns picking out ten of them, and then selecting two and discarding them in turn. After that, the remaining eight wooden tiles will be the cards you can use in this game of Destiny. ”

"For the next eight rounds, you have to pick a wooden card for each round to split the winner. The player who wins the eighth round is the winner of the game. However, players who lose each round need to undergo a 'Blood Trial', and if they fail to pass, they will lose the game and let the opponent win outright. The next step is to prepare for the game related to 'Trial of Blood', which is also the time I have left for you to look at the sixty-four hexagrams in front of you and decide which hands to draw. Hurry up, two. ”

"'Trial of Blood'?" Xiang Nanxing couldn't help but interject, "What does this mean?" What else do you prepare? ”

"You'll know now." Higayama replied.

Xiang Nanxing was puzzled, and suddenly felt his left arm tighten suddenly. He was startled, turned his head, and saw that it was "ice floe" Xue Yan quietly approaching with silent steps, and he was raising his hand to quickly tie a knot on his arm with a rubber belt. His movements were extremely fast, and he immediately rolled up Xiang Nanxing's sleeves after finishing the tie, and took out alcohol to quickly apply it to his skin, and the whole process only took a second or two.

"Wait, shouldn't this be ......" Although the action rate was several times faster, Xiang Nanxing still directly thought of a common scene in the blood donation car.

"Yes." Yukihiko said. At the same time as he said this, he had already taken out other utensils, and before Xiang Nanxing could come back to his senses, the cold needle had already penetrated the skin and pierced directly into the veins under the skin.

"This is the preparation for the 'Blood Trial'." He said in a deep voice, "I need to draw about 400 milliliters of my own blood, please be patient." ”

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