There weren't many customers in the tea shed, but there was a growing trend of the shopkeeper squatting behind the counter by the stove watching the fire burn and a large teapot with a long spout on it.

There is only water in the big teapot and no tea leaves, and the tea leaves are all in the bowl. Bring the water to a boil, pour it into the teacup through the mouthpiece like an elephant's trunk, then close the lid and let Xiao Er deliver it to the guests - this is the job of the shopkeeper.

Xiao Er was holding a large tray with a row of tea bowls in it, he originally wanted to take these tea bowls out and place them on the guest table smoothly, but the weight was more than he could bear, and his thin body was slightly rickety, swaying left and right when he walked.

He walked very slowly, to an outrageous degree, but still did not avoid tragedy, a stumble, and the person was about to fall.

Falling down means that the hot tea is drenched all over his body, and after the burn, the unhealable scar will follow him for the rest of his life. If you're lucky, the scar is on the leg, and if you're unlucky, it's on the face.

The swarthy face was not handsome, but it was not ugly, and now, it was about to be destroyed.

A white shadow flashed, it was a person, to be precise, a monk, the monk first held Xiao Er, and then raised his right hand, and the tray that was scattered in the air, which was about to overturn, fell steadily in his hand.

It was a hand as white as jade, with slender fingers, delicate joints on the tips of the fingers, and shallow wrinkles between the joints, just like a woman's hand, but in fact, it was a man's hand, not only a man, but also the most peculiar type of man, a monk's hand.

Xiao Er looked at the monk in front of him and said in shock: "Thank you, thank you." ”

He patted his chest and congratulated himself on his good fortune, and at the same time thanked the monk who brought him good luck, maybe he did not believe in Buddhism before, but after today, he will definitely buy a wooden Guanyin in the grocery store and put it at home - not for anything else, but only to commemorate.

The shopkeeper didn't look up, still doing his own thing, Xiao Er glanced at him, and whispered to the monk: "Master, go this way." ”

They came to an empty table, and Xiao Er quickly wiped the table clean with a rag, over and over until it reflected the faces of the two, and then respectfully handed over a bowl of tea.

"Master, you wait first. ”

The monk bowed slightly, which was regarded as a response.

After Xiao Er left, his gaze fell on a table opposite, and there were six people sitting at the table, one middle-aged and five young people.

The wrinkles on the face of the middle-aged man are like the glory of half his life, and the edges and corners of the handsome year can still be faintly seen; five young people, two women and three men, two of them are good-looking, two are ordinary, and one is fat.

The monk smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, the fragrant fragrance of tea filled his mouth, and he took a long breath, his expression natural and intoxicated.

It was the city lord's team that was done at that table, Wei Zhenye closed his eyes tightly, as if he was out of the world, Chop Yuan was still a zombie face, making him smile, or frowning was a difficult thing, Wei Hongqiong was the same as Chop Yuan, there was no expression on his face, the only difference was that the girl's eyes were more vivid and flexible, making people understand that she was not always like this, most of the time, she was still a lively girl.

Jin Sanfu grinned, no matter how you look at this smile, it tastes a little embarrassing, he is a very good talkative fat man, and a good talking fat man always has to suffer from embarrassment.

Han Chuang didn't have this fetters, an ordinary face after a disguise rippled with an elegant smile, he treated the teacup as a wine glass, the tea as a drink, sipping one by one, he drank very slowly, but every sip seemed to have an endless aftertaste.

Nie Qingqing was in a completely different state, she was holding the teacup in both hands and didn't take a sip, as if it was a poison that sealed her throat with blood.

Her face was full of worry.

There was an eerie tranquility condensed in the small tea party, no one had the intention of being the first to speak, the silence lasted for a long time, and finally, Wei Hongqiong couldn't help but speak: "Another group of people died." ”

The smile on Jin Sanfu's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a bitter face: "That's right, another group of people died." He was holding a copper coin in his chubby hand, with the back facing up.

He threw the coin high, and when the coin left his hand, his fingers twisted, causing him to shake, and at first glance, it seemed to be spinning, and he caught the coin accurately and buckled it upside down on his arm.

"Go or continue. Jin Sanfu said, "How to decide the copper coin." ”

"Why?" said Wei Hongqiong, "Why are we leaving? Are you afraid?"

"Yes, I'm afraid," said Jin Sanfu, "this is the first camp? Three or four, all of them were killed before we arrived, and many of them were half-step masters, and even these people died, you should understand what that meant." What doesn't want these people to get to the venue. ”

After a pause, Jin Sanfu lowered his voice and said, "My opinion is that we should leave early so as not to get into trouble, we can't be so lucky forever." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Wei Zhenye, who had his eyes slightly closed, what he said was for the other four people, and it was also for Wei Zhenye.

Wei Zhenye didn't say anything, Wei Hongqiong frowned slightly, and said, "Jin San Fat, you are a coward." ”

"Yes, I'm a coward. Jin Sanfu laughed, suddenly smiled, and said, "I gave myself a divination, do you know what a hexagram is?"

Wei Hongqiong pursed her mouth and said disdainfully: "I don't know, and I don't want to know." ”

Jin Sanfu didn't care about whether he wanted to think or not, and said to himself: "It's a big bad omen, a big bad omen, do you know how many big bad signs I have calculated until now?" He stretched out the index finger of his right hand and shook it in front of Wei Hongqiong: "One, one, understand?"

"I don't understand!" Wei Hongqiong said, "I don't understand why you believe in such a thing as fortune-telling. She continued, "I believe in rational judgment. ”

"I also believe in rational judgment, so now reason tells me that there will be danger if I go any further," Jin Sanfu said at the top of his voice, "Do you understand the danger? Maybe I can say it more bluntly - you will die, you will die, I will also die, we will all die." ”

"But we're not dead yet. It was Chopping Yuan, who had always been silent, who spoke, and his voice was as steady as ever, like the golden wire ring knife in his hand.

Jin Sanfu rolled his eyes and said, "Why did you speak, weren't you silent all the way? Why are you speaking at this time, aren't you afraid of death?"

Han Chuang smiled and said lightly: "I'm not afraid of death, I just want to see what death looks like, I suggest continuing to walk." "He has a reason to go, so he has to be not afraid of death, in fact, he is afraid, more afraid than anyone else, no one is more afraid of death than someone who has died once, only when you have died, you know the fear of death.

Nie Qingqing glanced at Han Chuang, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of death either, my suggestion is to continue." ”

"Crazy, crazy, you're all crazy. Jin Sanfu's gaze swept over the entire round table and shouted, "You are a bunch of crazy people. ”

After a pause, he calmed down a little, and immediately said: "I don't care what you think, that's you, I quit, I'm afraid of death." ”

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he found that he was pressed on the chair, and it was Han Chuang who was sitting next to him who held him down, and the hand that hung on his shoulder was like a strong iron tongs, clamping him to the death, and he couldn't break free.

"You let go!" shouted Jin Sanfu.

"Don't let go," Han Chuang said with a smile, "If you let go, you'll leave." He took a sip of tea elegantly and pretended to be wine, revealing an intoxicated expression, "The Linglong Pagoda requires five people to enter, and without you, the four of us are useless." ”

Jin Sanfu snorted coldly and said, "Do you really think that you can pass the Linglong Festival?" Okay, even if you are eligible to enter as long as you qualify for the group, but you must know that the same group as us is the Chixia Sect, the Qingzhu Sect and the Luoxia Sect, which one is not stronger than us?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "There is no comparison, who knows who is stronger and who is weak?"

Jin Sanfu rolled his eyes and said, "Li Dazhu, I originally thought you were the most normal person, but now it seems that you are the craziest one, you actually think we can appear?"

Han Chuang smiled and said, "If you don't leave, we have the possibility of appearing, and if you leave, there is no possibility of this." ”

Jin Sanfu shook his head and said, "But if I don't leave, there is a possibility of death." ”

"You won't die," Han Chuang said, his gaze falling on Jin Sanfu's face, "because I won't let you die." ”

Jin Sanfu looked at Han Chuang in a daze, not knowing what he meant by this.

Nie Qingqing giggled twice, touched Han Chuang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "You scared people." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "What can I do if I don't scare him." ”

Jin Sanfu looked at Yisheng Yihe's face, and a death anger suddenly rose in his heart, "Don't say it again, I won't go with you, I want to go back, back to Yunzhou." ”

With a bang, the golden wire ring knife slashed into the tea table, and the force of the chopping yuan was extremely well controlled, just three points into the wood, and the table was not broken.

"Again, I haven't seen blood on my knife in a long time. ”

Jin Sanfu looked at Qi Yuan with a frightened face, stretched out his finger, and said in a trembling voice: "You, what are you going to do?"

Chopping Yuan sneered, "What are you doing?" It's very simple, go down, or die immediately!"

Jin Sanfu's face immediately fell, he understood that he was by no means the opponent of cutting Yuan by force alone, but he was the only one among the five people who would not care about his identity as the young master of the Jin family, if he said that he wanted to kill himself, he would definitely kill him, and there would be no hesitation.

"Why are you holding on to me, there are more masters than me at the Linglong Festival, you can just find one. ”

Han Chuang put down his wine glass and said with a slight smile: "Find any person, you may be able to find someone who surpasses you in terms of force, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to find someone who is proficient in magic formations and mechanisms, we need you, you also need us, and help each other to tide over the difficulties." ”

"Besides-" Han Chuang's voice paused for a moment, and his eyes fell on the monk at the next table, the moon-white monk's robe, elegant temperament, who is not a monk.

"Besides, can you guarantee that there is no danger on the way back?"

Jin Sanfu was silent, Han Chuang was right, he couldn't guarantee it, not at all.

It seemed that he still wanted to make a final struggle, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't speak after all, but the whole person collapsed, and his spirit was not there.

Han Chuang sighed and said, "Okay, I don't think you want to, it's better like this, let's take a gamble, if I win, you willingly go with us, and if I lose, everyone will go back together." ”

Wei Hongqiong raised her eyebrows and said, "Li Dazhu, how can you-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Zhenye, "This is a good way, just do what you say." ”

Jin Sanfu stared at Han Chuang and said, "What are you betting on?"

What to bet on is very important, even if it is a skilled gambler, it is impossible to be proficient in everything, Jin Sanfu has already made up his mind, no matter what Han Chuang says to bet, he will not agree, the way of gambling must be decided by himself.

"Just bet on copper money. ”

"What?" Jin Sanfu thought he had misheard.

Betting on copper coins is just an abbreviated statement, in fact, it is what Jin Sanfu just did, throwing the copper coin, putting it on the back of his hand, and then guessing the front and back.

Don't think that this is a simple gamble on luck, in fact, a clever warrior can see through the state of the moment the copper coin falls on the back of his hand, of course, it is a copper coin thrown by ordinary people, and Jin Sanfu's method of throwing copper coins has not yet been seen through.

"Deal. ”

Jin Sanfu was very confident in his own methods, so he immediately agreed to Han Chuang's request, and the fool didn't agree to the winning gamble, as if he saw his victory.

Han Chuang squinted his eyes, laughed, and said, "How about you throw it first, and then I throw it again?"

Jin Sanfu laughed and said, "It turns out that you played with this idea, okay, I'll play with you." "Whether it is technique and eyesight, Jin Sanfu has absolute confidence, not to mention, he can be counted.

He took out a copper plate from his arms, the most ordinary one, it was not enough to even buy a bun, the back was facing up, and it was shown to Han Chuang.

Han Chuang nodded and made a gesture of please, Jin Sanfu did not hesitate, and immediately threw the copper coin high, both the movement and height were exactly the same as when he did it for the first time, but whether the result was the same is unknown.

Because when he left his hand, he twisted it hard, and the coin spun in the air, shaking, shaking differently, up and down, left and right, no one could see through the traces of his shaking, except for Jin Sanfu himself.

The martial soul golden abacus appeared, and two fine lights shot out of Jin Sanfu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand, intercepted the coin, and buckled it upside down on his arm.

"Guess. He said, his eyes staring into Han Chuang's eyes, and his eyes were full of a smile of victory. It was his best performance and his best form, and this time, he was confident that no one could see it.

As for guessing, martial artists don't really bother to guess, and if they want to rely on guessing to judge, eight times out of ten they will be wrong, although this seems to be a fifty percent possibility.

One thought of life, one thought of death, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell.

Wei Hongqiong's two hands were folded in front of his chest, and they were entangled with each other, and even Cho Yuan frowned, they didn't see it clearly just now, Jin Sanfu's technique was too special, not only special, but also fast, very fast, even with their eyesight, they couldn't see the pros and cons of the copper coin.

The two stared at Han Chuang with worried eyes, but saw him smile slightly and close his eyes.

What does that mean?

Han Chuang's mind was recalling every action of Jin Sanfu just now, from taking out the coin at the beginning to clasping the coin on the back of his hand at the end, one refined action after another echoed in his mind, like a slide, constantly appearing in front of his eyes.

The pictures flashed one by one, and the corners of Han Chuang's mouth couldn't help but bring a smile.

"Back. He opened his eyes and laughed.

Jin Sanfu also laughed, because he knew that Han Chuang's answer was wrong, the copper coin was thrown by him, and the answer was only known to him, not the back, but the front.

"You lost. He said.

Wei Hongqiong was like a deflated ball, the whole person softened, and as soon as she spoke, she heard Han Chuang say: "You uncover it first and then talk about winning or losing." ”

Jin Sanfu raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Don't you still believe it? As he spoke, he confidently opened his hand covering the coin, which surprised him.

Back!

"This—" He exuded an expression as if he had seen a ghost, which was normal, when a person tried the same action a thousand times without making a mistake, but at the most critical moment, it happened wrong, and anyone would suspect that the ghost was responsible.

"How did you do that?" Jin Sanfu asked in surprise.

Han Chuang laughed and said in a mocking tone, "What did you do, did you see me do it?"

Jin Sanfu subconsciously shook his head, Han Chuang's two hands were on the table, and he never left his line of sight, but-

He shook his head and thought to himself: "It's obviously the front, how did it become the back, it must be his ghost." ”

Han Chuang seemed to see through what Jin Sanfu was thinking, and said lightly: "Anyway, I won, and now it's my turn to throw." ”

Jin Sanfu took a deep look at him and handed the copper coin to him, "I will definitely not lose this time." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "You will lose, do you believe it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the copper coin up, without any fancy movements, and did not interfere with the free fall of the copper coin, as if it was spinning and churning in the air by itself.

This is the most unskilled technique, almost as long as it is a martial artist, you can see the state of the copper coin, Han Chuang stretched out his hand, the copper coin fell firmly on the back of his hand, and at the same time the other hand covered it.

"Guess. He said.

Jin Sanfu frowned and hesitated; he hesitated not because he didn't see clearly, but because he saw clearly, and it was precisely because he saw clearly that he couldn't believe it.

"Will he show me the results so clearly? No, it must be a trap, this must be a trap. Jin Sanfu thought to himself, just wanted to speak, and then thought again: "No, no, this is psychological warfare, it must be psychological warfare, he has never practiced this kind of skill, so he is deceiving me in the most ordinary way, making me think about the problem too complicated, it must be like this." I want to believe in my eyes, and I have to believe in my eyes. ”