Back to business.

Mr. Liu asked me about the Eight Gates of Jianghu, not the Eight Gates of Mountains and Wilds.

That proves that he doesn't regard me as someone over there.

I didn't want to hide anything, so I simply said loudly: "The bowl of water is flat, and it's not deep enough for your feet. It only wets the soles of your shoes, so you don't dare to dive down."

What this means is that I know a little bit about all the eight branches of the world, but I am not proficient in any of them.

Don't sound very humble.

But I'm afraid not many people dare to say that.

Originally, the rivers and lakes were divided into eight sects, that is, a zone was drawn up, each went its own way, without interfering with each other. If one moved on to the other's head, the best one could do was ask for advice.

But I understand everything.

what does that mean?

This means that in each of the eight branches of the martial arts world, there are people I know who can teach me these skills, so that I can dabble in them all.

Self-study?

impossible.

No matter how knowledgeable I am, Zhouyi Bagua and Six Yao fortune telling are not things that can be understood by self-study. They are the fusion of the essence of countless heavenly beings over the past five thousand years.

so.

As soon as I said this.

Gou Wu's eyes widened.

Liu Ye's calm eyes showed a slight fluctuation.

Even the martial artist behind him raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing disdain for me, thinking that I was talking nonsense.

I smiled and said nothing.

Real skill, no need to explain.

If I explain too much, it will seem like I am deceiving myself.

But Gou Wu came up to me and said, "Brother Yang, how old are you?"

I made it up casually: "22."

Not too high, not too low.

Because my file is in Lingda University, and with Mr. Liu’s connections, he will definitely find out after checking it, so just tell the truth.

"What the hell? 22?"

Dog Wu smacked his tongue.

Even more dumbfounded.

Master Liu then said in a deep voice: "It's not that I don't believe the lake is deep, but I can't see what kind of shoes I'm wearing. If I were barefoot, I'd be prone to somersaults."

The meaning of this statement is also very simple.

You want me to show my hands.

I frowned slightly.

Logically speaking.

Since you have just thrown a cup to win, you must have absolute trust in all parties. This is the rule of the world in setting up a stage.

If there is no trust, then why is there any need to cooperate?

If it had been anyone else.

Maybe he has turned around and left.

But I don't want to give up just like that.

I understand what Master Liu is thinking.

Most likely, he wanted to see if I was really capable.

Instead of simply questioning me.

I picked up the teacup I had just finished drinking, turned it upside down on the table, picked up two chopsticks, and placed them on top.

"Please enlighten me."

In just three words, I expressed my attitude.

"good!"

Mr. Liu showed appreciation in his eyes: "You are young, but you are not arrogant. Based on this alone, I am willing to give you this test question."

"There are eight schools in the world, which one do you choose?"

I thought about it and finally said what I was best at: "Fengmen."

Fengmen, Feng Shui.

In this regard, I am extremely confident.

exactly.

This plan also uses Fengmen's skills.

Mr. Liu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "You come to see me again in three days. It happens that an old friend has moved his grave recently and asked me to find a Feng Shui master for him."

"It's done, this number."

He held up three fingers.

Three hundred thousand.

This price is not cheap.

To be able to pay more than 100,000 yuan to move a tomb is quite heroic. If you can pay 300,000 yuan, I'm afraid it's a family temple.

"appropriate."

I agreed to this and said no more.

During the rest of the time, we had a casual meal and did not discuss the plan. Instead, Gou Wu chased me and asked questions.

I was afraid that I would reveal too much, so I made an excuse to get away.

Leaving the ghost market, on the way back to Lingda.

I have been thinking in my mind, what kind of style is this Mr. Liu.

Judging from his purpose.

In the Northern Camel Demon's treasure house, there is an item he wants.

As Mr. Jin from the ghost market, he knows a lot of people under his command, but he chose Gou Wu who came to escape.

This proves that he dare not offend the Northern Camel Demon openly.

The same is proven.

He is far from familiar with the Northern Camel Demon.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be enough just to ask for it?

I don't believe that Mr. Jin doesn't even have this bit of face.

Unless that object is priceless and of great significance.

It's one thing to let Gou Wu handle this matter alone and trust his ability. Knowing Gou Wu's background can be regarded as holding his lifeline.

If Gou Wu doesn't cooperate, he can be let in with just one phone call.

Promised to let me join the gang, withheld the 1.5 million ancient coins, and tested my abilities. After these few steps...

It can be said to be extremely cautious.

Those who pretend to be Mr. Jin on the road are a little arrogant.

This Mr. Liu is so abnormal.

It's not difficult to judge.

The things in the treasure house must be very important to the Northern Camel Demon.

Anyway.

I'm settled into this situation.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

As usual.

Apart from attending class, Brother Jie and I just watched Fatty Dong and Huang Yuqing show off their affection. The two of them were almost becoming model couples in school.

also.
To be continued...