"Numeric magician, can you solve this trick?" The lieutenant said.

Sunshine Boy said: "I carefully recalled the whole process, we only fell into the trick twice, once before and after entering the village, and the other was roast pork. Let's go this time, it's not tricky in itself, but it's hard to say. Who has ever heard of the name of the melon master? ”

The crowd shook their heads.

"You're a sorcerer, can't you do it?" Good luck asked.

"Yes. You gave me the eight characters of your birthday, and agreed that I would watch your fate, and then I used the life urging technique to enhance your life in the next few days, which is enough to fight against tricks. But you've been secretive, you've been unwilling to help, whether we live or not. Two have already left, but you are indifferent, how many people do you have to leave, and you are willing to use your strong life to help us? Sunshine Boy asked.

The night guards stared at the good luck students.

Good luck hurriedly said: "I am willing to help everyone, but how do I know if what you said is true or false?" ”

"I've solved the trick."

"I don't believe it."

A Chinese New Year's Eve defender said, "I testify that the Sunshine Boy has solved the trick." You know that my second brother is an eight-rank martial arts cultivator, and he serves in the Western Courtyard of the Imperial Prison Division. The day before the demon hunt, he came to my house and made a meal for me, saying that the Sunshine Boy had solved the trick and asked me to ask him more about something. A few days ago, there was an accident in the West Courtyard of the Imperial Prison, but no one knows what it is. My second brother didn't elaborate, but I guess that the trick was solved by the Sunshine Boy. ”

The Sunshine Boy said: "There were three tricks that day, and I solved two of them. ”

The Sunshine Boy glanced at the man as he spoke, remembering that his name was the blacksmith, and his father was a blacksmith.

A Chinese New Year's Eve Wei said: "The iron striker has been hunting demons, we have known each other for many years, he has never been to the Shendu Division, and he has no contact with the Sunshine Boy, it should be true." ”

"Good luck, what do you say?" Listen to the book and ask.

Good luck lowered his head and said nothing.

The Sunshine Boy sighed: "It's human nature that good luck gives birth to fear. I can't force him to do anything, it's just that I want everyone to understand that I did my best. I'm just a ten-rank numerologist, no matter how strong I am, how strong can I be? I really envy the fate of good luck, to put it mildly, even if I want to harm good luck now, it is a lion biting a turtle, I can't eat, and I am even afraid of being broken out of my teeth. Think about it, if you were me, a low-grade life magician, and if you encounter a life as strong as good luck, will it harm him? ”

"Of course not. Numerologists are all high and low, and I have never heard of a proposition magician who is specifically against the strong one. "Listen to the word of the book.

The nightguards nodded.

The iron striker said: "No wonder Good Luck has made things difficult for you several times, but you don't dare to say hard words, it turns out that you are afraid of his fate." ”

The Sunshine Boy looked embarrassed, sighed, and lowered his head, as if he didn't want to be seen as weak.

Good luck glanced at the sunny boy, and his face softened.

The captain nodded and said, "Indeed, when a numeric master encounters a good fate, he is respectful, and I really haven't heard of a numerologist who specifically provokes a good fate." Good luck, I heard that you were not going well in the Hou Mansion and were miserably harmed, so you are always afraid of being harmed. But this Sunshine Boy is only a ten-rank life magician, even if he wants to harm you, he can't harm you, and he may even be self-defeating and harm himself. ”

"There are quite a few numerarchs who have encountered the backlash of fate."

Many of the night guards nodded yes.

Good luck Sheng's chest gradually straightened up, his face became more and more beautiful, and even faintly ruddy.

"I'll think again." Good luck is full of confidence.

Listening to the book, he glanced at the Sunshine Boy, and a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth.

While everyone was chatting, Wang Laoshi came over, he changed into a variegated coat, put his hands in his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to go on the road." ”

A cold wind blew from the back of everyone's necks.

The captain smiled and said, "Okay, please let the old man lead the way." ”

The king was honest in front, and everyone was behind, and came to the entrance of the village to the west of the village.

There is a ditch around the entrance of the village, and under the moonlight, the ditch looks like a white silk wrapped in black cloth.

Wang Laoshi pointed to a house in the field in the distance, and the dim light illuminated the papier-mâché window.

The house was much larger than a normal house, with only one story but two stories high, and the doors and windows were larger.

"That's the melon field of the melon master, you go to the melon master to ask for a big watermelon, and when you come back and hand it over to the master, you will definitely be rewarded."

Everyone's eyes moved.

"Reward what?" The lieutenant asked.

Wang honestly smiled: "How do we know that the master mother has her own decision." ”

"Okay, then we'll go."

The lieutenant took the lead, stepping over the stone bridge over the ditch, and a total of nineteen night guards walked on the path in the field.

The field near the ditch is a green wheat field, low and sparse, and the night wind blows, stirring the green and black wheat waves.

Walking through the wheat field, we came to the melon field.

Everyone stopped at the edge of the melon field and frowned.

The melon vines spread, the leaves are layered, the tender yellow watermelon flowers are everywhere, and there are some small emerald green watermelons that have just hung fruit on the ground, and the largest is no more than the size of a fist.

"Look again."

The group walked along the road outside the melon field until the end, and did not see a ripe watermelon.

"Let's talk about what to do?" The lieutenant said.

Everyone looked at the melon field, and looked at the wooden house with the light in the middle of the melon field, and said nothing.

The lieutenant looked at the sky and said, "Before dawn, we must go back with the watermelon!" If we can't bring it back, we're likely to stay here forever. ”

Tingshu frowned and said, "There must be some way to make the melon grow, or there is a ripe watermelon in the melon shed." ”

"Sunshine boy, good luck, you two think about what to do."

Good luck shook his head.

The sunshine boy saw the dragon's anger, scanned the melon field, and felt no strange breath, and then looked at the melon shed.

It's a blank slate.

"There's something weird about that melon shed." Sunshine Boy said.

"There must be something weird, but we have no choice but to ask Master Gua. Who goes? ”

The ranks fell silent.

The captain sighed, looked at the melon shed, and shouted loudly: "Is it the melon master in the house?" ”

No one responded.

"Is there a melon master in the house?" The lieutenant shouted again.

The night breeze came suddenly, and everyone felt cold.

"Can't shout anymore." Listen to the whisper of the book.

The lieutenant said helplessly: "I can only go to the melon shed." We found a ridge and walked over it. The ditches in the watermelon field are not obvious, so be careful not to step on the watermelon. ”

Captain Zhenyuan condensed his eyes, found a relatively wide road in the melon field, and said, "Keep up!" ”

Nineteen people formed a line, entered the melon field, and slowly walked inside.

The Sunshine Boy was cautious.

Good luck turned his head to look at the climb that followed him behind him, and then glanced at the sunny boy, thinking about his thoughts as he walked.

Burst......

There was a muffled sound, and everyone stopped and looked at Good Luck.

Good luck turned pale, slowly raised his right foot, the small watermelon rotted into a puddle, green skin and white pulp mixed together.

"You ......" the lieutenant blushed angrily.

The rest of the night guards looked at Good Luck with strange eyes, remembering the lantern that herded the cattle and the whole roast pig that put the water.