Chapter 62 Bai Zi, the star falls on Yinde Mountain
After finishing speaking, Tang Sanmu took a deep breath: "But, I'm really afraid that people can't use it in Feng Shui. Otherwise, wouldn't I have wasted all my efforts?"
Duantian Palace laughed: "Stop bluffing. All your chess pieces fell to scatter my black stones. I have seen through it a long time ago."
"For your age, you still have a crane-shaped pattern embroidered on your pants, which is quite fashionable." Miki said with a smile.
Duantian Palace lowered his head and looked down, then cold sweat broke out and his face turned pale: "How is it possible...did you even calculate this?"
"Although the sunspots are dispersed and inserted into the three evils, they appear to be walls but are actually clouds.
The netherworld is a cloud, and the white crane soars into the sky.
The blue clouds are curling in the dark world, and the white crane stands on the tree with its wings spread.
You want to use the Feng Shui bureau to promote liver disease, but this bureau is placed at the top of the shopping mall and affects the Feng Shui of the entire shopping mall.
Wood grows in the east, and opposite to it is the west.
A tree standing on the earth is a building; a crane traveling westward is a resting place.
And if your situation is successful, the wood will be damaged, and the crane will leave alone, and the scene will be empty.
It is precisely based on the poem that the yellow crane is gone and will never return, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.
In other words, if you dare to use this situation to cause liver damage, you will also suffer serious consequences, and you don’t know exactly how.
What do you think, Master Duan, do you dare to take the risk of heading west? Or should you put this Feng Shui tactic on hold for the time being and continue your strategy?"
Duantiangong was breathing heavily, sweat was dripping, and his body was trembling slightly.
At this moment, he finally realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.
Every layout he makes is under his control.
He can see through every detail like the crane embroidered on the clothes.
How to fight with such a person?
But now he has been stopped by fans, and there are waves of encouragement coming from the live broadcast room.
He had to grit his teeth and continue, he couldn't use his own life as a bet.
Keep making moves, press forward step by step, and head straight for the lifeblood of the mall.
The nails are like nails nailed to the Feng Shui gate to block the flow of breath here.
But as he moved, nosebleeds trickled down.
Tang Sanmu frowned: "It's just a game of chess, there's no need to risk your life so much."
"What? Are you scared?" Duantian Palace Luozi pressed forward step by step.
The man in green continued to help Tang Sanmu move the chess pieces.
Thirteen horizontally and nine vertically.
Two horizontally and eleven vertically.
Tang Sanmu's chess pieces are also facing each other tit for tat, with soldiers coming to block and water coming to cover.
The chessboard between the two of them was almost full. At this time, the man in green was holding the chess pieces, but he was shaking.
It seems as if the body is weak and about to fall asleep.
Tang Sanmu slapped the table: "That's enough! You are so impatient and eager to win.
There is no need to continue this game of chess."
But the fans of Duantian Palace were still sarcastic and kept talking about Tang Sanmu's cowardice.
Tang Sanmu said coldly: "If you are so praised and killed today, if blood spatters five steps today, can you be responsible?
It is unwise to use other people's wealth as a game.
Now he uses the fans' lives as the object of the game. When the sub-position is completed, it will be the day when the fans lose their lives.
I originally thought that a person with a family and children would not be so crazy, but I didn't expect that I ended up falling into the devil's path.
Is this step-by-step approach to madness what you spectators want to see?!"
Nether Maniac: I'm going, what's going on? The old guy is risking his life?
Golden Requiem: It does feel a bit crazy.
Single for ten years: Does it make sense to say this? Didn’t you agree when we talked about playing Feng Shui chess?
I am Big Pineapple: Didn’t Master Tang passively agree? He didn’t even know what Feng Shui chess was at the time, and wouldn’t he be able to get rid of it later?
During the discussion in the live broadcast room, the fan who was helping to play chess coughed twice violently and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
This is the last game of Duantian Palace, called Fate-Sealing Nail.
All the auspiciousness is gone, and it is difficult to turn back after the five bloods enter the palace!
The fate-sealing nail is a game changer, turning all the auspiciousness of a location into nothingness.
But there is a price to pay for forcing another day, and one person has to sacrifice his life.
Normally, the person who sacrificed his life should be the spell caster, but when the fan came up, Duantian Palace patted him several times.
It seemed like he was inadvertent, but actually he had been cast a curse on him.
Let him bear all the consequences for himself.
He was prepared at that time, Tang Sanmu also saw it in his eyes, but he also saw his hesitation.
After realizing the crazy behavior of Duantian Palace, the fans there also became quiet.
There are only a few doubters:
"It's really fake!"
"Is it as evil as Tang Sanmu said?"
"I also want to know, is this a bluff?"
Let's talk about Duantian Palace, showing his madness. He turned his back and took a deep breath.
Then he sneered: "My game is over, what can you do to me?!"
The man in green clothes was trembling and his mouth and nose were bleeding. He finally understood his situation and cried bitterly: "Master, I respect you so much! How could you harm me!"
I don’t want to die, Master!”
It turns out that this person is not a fan of Duantian Palace, but a disciple.
Just look at the chessboard, which is covered with sunspots and is almost full.
Only near the center, there is a clear dividing line.
The dividing line took on an arc shape, allowing the twenty or so chess pieces that Tang Sanmu originally dropped to form their own side.
That is, the first door to hell is opened, inviting the underworld.
Golden Requiem: There are no more positions on the chessboard. Is the overall situation really determined?
Nether Maniac: It’s all my fault that I didn’t explain the rules clearly to Master Tang. Now I’ve harmed Master Tang and the shopping mall owner.
Dark Angel: Brothers, don’t worry. You have been with Master Tang for so long, so you have a bit of understanding. Master Tang likes to make comebacks against the wind.
When Tang Sanmu saw this last sentence, he also laughed and showed his two scissor hands: "Friend Qi really understands me.
Brother in green, please help me with your seriously injured body to get the last shot."
Finally, under the guidance of Tang Sanmu, the last child was Bai, who landed in the middle of the ghost gate.
Originally, the black stones on both sides were like open portals, but the moment the white stones fell, the whole structure changed.
In front of what seemed to be a portal, there was a mountain with sunspots gathering around it.
"A hundred years of merit is a mountain, and it can be moved wherever it is needed." Tang Sanmu clapped his hands and said.
Duantian Palace snorted coldly: "Inexplicable! What is this! It's simply inexplicable!"
Click! Click click!
Just when he was complaining, except for the first twenty or so black stones and the only white stone, all the surrounding black stones made such a sound.
On the chess pieces, cracks suddenly appeared.
Duantian Palace's expression changed very wonderfully, from pride, to surprise, to hoarseness, almost seamlessly.
"What's going on? How is it possible! Why was my game suddenly broken!" Duantian Palace subconsciously looked downstairs.
However, the downstairs was empty, and he growled: "What method did you use!"
"Don't look down, look up."
Duantian Palace looked up and saw that the only star in the sky was already quietly hanging in the northwest of the chess game.
A ray of light in the northwest sky illuminates the mountains.
The stars lead the way to the underworld, and the yin virtues protect the body.
The name of this game is Yin De Mountain!
The chess pieces on the ground are like mountains, rising to the northwest in conjunction with a star in the sky.
It draws in the energy of the netherworld and becomes a mountain of Yin virtue.
This is also thanks to the fact that the shopping mall owner often does good deeds and is able to be so virtuous.
And there is another name in Yinde Mountain, named Jinshan!
The chess pieces cracked and hundreds of Qi dissipated, Duantian Palace murmured to himself: "So in fact, in the first twenty or so moves, you have already broken many of my methods?
The rest of the game..."
"That's right, the rest of the game is just about maneuvering and waiting, waiting for the star to move to the northwest!
Now, I want to tell Teacher Xinhua the secret of the red flower."
Duantian Palace took out a bag from his pocket. There were red flowers in the bag, but the red flowers had turned black: "You nourish the flowers with your soul, and the powder disperses the fragrance.
There is magic in the soul, you can enjoy it by sucking it."