Zhu Yuanzhang felt a terrible powerlessness, but he had to struggle—just as he had when he was dying of starvation and watched his parents and brothers starve to death. He secretly told himself that the situation was much better now, at least the failed way to die was not starvation.

There are countless ways to die in the world, even if you are cut by a thousand knives, it is better than being starved to death. The plan of Zhu Yuanzhang and a group of strategists has already begun to be implemented. Their first step is to race for time.

After some movement and peace, the seemingly reasonable basis made the time of the contest postponed to three months later. For this matter, the people of the Ming Sect, who were used as guns, also expressed their deep apologies to Wen Xiaotian and the others, accompanied by the sect leader. According to them, this is to expand the influence of this competition.

In these three months, they will try their best to spread the news widely and let the world know about it, so as to use their huge influence to make this competition have real and effective power.

This seems to be a good statement.

It's just that Wen Xiaotian's gaze at them is a little strange - there is also some information in Wen Xiaotian's hands, and these information focuses on the daily life of some Zhu Yuanzhang and his subordinates such as Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen and others. Ze Epsom things look trivial, but when combined, they become weird. And, not just weird, let's take a look at their movements......

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Zhu Yuanzhang and Liu Bowen met every once in a while, so I won't talk about it. Then Liu Bowen and Li Shanchang, who were followed, and some other cronies walked around, visiting some small leaders of some forces in Mingjiao, and then, what else did they procure?

It seems to be some irrelevant things like vegetables.

It's just that the intelligence officers who followed smelled gunpowder. Subsequently, the intelligence officers conducted a more detailed unannounced visit and finally determined what was inside.

These things, it turned out to be brimstone, explosives, and so on -- what were they going to do?

In a yard, the ground has been hollowed out. Underneath is a secret hall with an extremely large area. The current Zhu Yuanzhang, Liu Bowen and others are in this hall. In the center of the hall, a high platform was built with sulfur mixed with chicken blood and mud.

On the platform, there are gradually more yin and yang, gossip, as well as some red lines, bells and other objects.

This is already one of their last resorts.

Once people have no choice, they will definitely go crazy.

So a group of strategists looked through some ancient books very painfully, and finally found such a way that is unreliable no matter how you look at it. Even Liu Bowen himself has no confidence. He himself is not particularly good at this kind of fantasy stuff that is derived from the number of tricks.

And what they have to face, but Wen Xiaotian is an immortal, there is wood?

The intelligence of the intelligence officers, up to this yard, has reached the limit.

Wen Xiaotian was strange what they were doing in this courtyard.

Liu Bowen wants to do it.

Zhu Yuanzhang was the most unconvinced, but it is always good to have one more means to deal with it. So Zhu Yuanzhang still supported it. For this ritual, seven soldiers born at a certain time will be killed here and then cast spells with arrows tainted with their blood.

Liu Bowen is a very famous figure in history. In the legend, what is the tick-tock dad Bibi's cake throwing song, no, it's a baked cake song, and he made it.

But in fact, this is just a far-fetched idea of posterity.

Liu Bowen is also a Confucian no matter what he says, not to mention anything else, at least he really wants to make a song about baked cakes, and it will not be the level of Huazi who sings on the rivers and lakes. This level of poetry is really too bad, and anyone who has seen the song knows it.

And a Confucian student, it is really a bit unbelievable that he wants to blame his power and confusion, or he is still playing like this, and he wants to lose his life. But Liu Bowen and they take it for granted.

The bells jingled.

A peachwood sword that is said to have a thousand-year lifespan and then was struck by lightning depicts the stars in the sky, and under the dance of Liu Bowen, the wind is born. The wind swayed the candlelight of the candles around his body, bright or dark, and for a while it really gave people a strange and eerie feeling.

Especially now Liu Bowen's appearance - a cape with a loose head, a wide robe and big sleeves.

If it was just for Liu Bowen to give the sword, he would definitely not be able to make this kind of momentum, but if he had wide sleeves and a little bit of a pocket, it would be the wind. So the flickering candlelight is extraordinarily eerie. The spectators next to him were already focused. After dancing like this for a while, Liu Bowen shouted: "The arrow is coming." ”

I heard the "boom boom" seven times in a row, the bowstring sounded, and the seven bound soldiers had died under the bowbow. The arrow shot out through the body, and then was carefully picked up in yellow paper, and respectfully sent to the case in front of Liu Bowen.

There was a scarecrow on the case, with Wen Xiaotian's name written on it, and in the center were some items used by Wen Xiaotian, as well as some hair. The rest, it's tokens, bells, and the like.

Liu Bowen picked up an arrow, chanted words in his mouth for a while, and then shot the scarecrow with a small bow.

Then Wen Xiaotian ......

Wen Xiaotian still doesn't know anything. If he knew, he wouldn't know how to complain about Liu Bowen. Anyway, you dragged it so much, do you know it? That's it, Liu Bowen shot an arrow every day for a total of seven days, and Wen Xiaotian didn't have a.

Afterwards, Liu Bowen, who looked a little haggard, said to Zhu Yuanzhang: "There is no way, people are immortals, our Seven Arrows Soul Snatching Technique, even if it is guided by the hard work of the pure yang body, it is not of the slightest use......" Liu Bowen naturally would not say that he was a half-person at all.

A person who wants mana but doesn't have mana, and knows a little about it, can exert that kind of energy to kill people for thousands of miles?

To put it bluntly, Liu Bowen is a Confucian who is good at managing himself and planning well in the overall situation.

What kind of arithmetic and the like, it's just a means of self-packaging.

You must know that in ancient times, people who were proficient in mathematics were all high-level - once you said that you were proficient in mathematics, then others must think that you can give people orders, and you can break people's lives and also break the destiny of heaven, what kind of great ability is this? And these "mathematicians" actually have almost a monopoly on all metaphysical ideas.

It seems magical.

But our traditional, seemingly bizarre systems are actually based on mathematics. Just like the Book of Changes, the first nine hundred and ninety-two and the like are listed all the way, expressing different meanings through numbers. It's like the ninth day of the first month, which says that earthworms are still hibernating underground and don't come out. Ninety-two is that the earthworms have begun to turn over the ground, Lord Lijian......

Another example is the word two, the top stroke is the sky, and the bottom one is the earth, so the original meaning of two is change, representing the sky and the earth.

It is precisely because the meaning of our numbers is not just numbers that there is a civilization system that extends all the way down from the Hetuluo book.

People say that Chinese civilization.

What is Chinese civilization?

That's the kind of number.

It can be said that as long as there is a civilization in the world, it is actually a number. Because the meaning of each number is different, the civilization built on the basis of this number is also different. This difference creates a diverse world.

But fundamentally speaking, numbers are not lethal, so Liu Bowen's fantasy method is doomed to failure.

Wen Xiaotian was shopping lively.

The ink sergeants he brought started early in the morning every day, and the sky was not very bright, so they made Chang'an City jump. After a few days of adaptation, even the watchmen rested - and they still used them to knock on the hammer to tell the hour? It is enough to listen to the sound of running and shouting.

Time flies, just three months. In the past three months, Zhu Yuanzhang's legal plan has been aborted, and the new plan, which is also the plan that Zhu Yuanzhang really values, has been secretly implemented. Wen Xiaotian Here, the intelligence of intelligence personnel is constantly collected, and then under Wen Xiaotian's classification and sorting, it begins to play an effective role.

On a large piece of paper, Wen Xiaotian made a dense table, the table was classified in detail, and there were extra ink spots or circles on it, crisscrossing it, like a Go chessboard that had already fought to the top.

These days, Wen Xiaotian has a lot of things to deal with. All kinds of information, as well as responses, have to be transmitted through his brain. This kind of thing, in fact, is not difficult to deal with, the trouble is only trivial, you need to devote yourself wholeheartedly to it, as long as he is not hot-headed, according to this step-by-step way of analysis, order, there will be no problem.

Wen Xiaotian does not lack such patience.

Wen Xiaotian's memory is also very good, which makes him more handy.

This is the fighting method of Wen Xiaotian and Liu Bowen - they both use numbers, but they use them in completely different fields. Obviously, this game is Liu Bowen's waste, and he is more than one step late. They are like a snake that has been pinched by someone by seven inches, struggling desperately.

Throwing down a piece of charcoal in his hand, Wen Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and moved his joints. It's getting late outside.

The little dragon girl silently sent a cup of tea and did not speak.

Wen Xiaotian took a sip, it tasted good, and it seemed to put honey.

Bai Yezi and Li Mochou came in from outside, and Bai Yezi asked, "How is it handled?" ”

"It's okay, it's all under control. The information is in our hands, so there should be no surprises. Leaves, you can rest assured. These things, as long as they are not whimsical to me, as long as I calm down and follow the procedure, there will be no problem. At least, it's enough to deal with them. ”