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Chapter Ten: Flickering Lame!

Through the warlock's inside view, Wang Ye knows almost everything as long as he is willing to pay the price.

However, the king would not make calculations easily. After all, spying on the secrets of heaven would cost one's lifespan.

The reason why Luo Laowai is said to be in a bloody disaster is because Wang is also familiar with the plot and knows that Luo Laowai will be betrayed by his subordinate Adjutant Yang and die in Laoxiong Ridge.

For Wang Ye, Adjutant Yang was an unstable factor, and it was best to resolve it in advance to avoid complications that would undermine his mission.

Chen Yulou did not believe in the art of fortune-telling and thought it was just some trick, but he did not say so clearly.

From the corner of his eye, Mr. Luo saw the partridge whistle put his hand on his waist. The old foreigner held the bow and arrow. Feeling that he was now outnumbered, he put away his pistol and sneered: "Okay, then you can tell me, I want to see it."

How capable you are.

Wang Ye looked at Luo Laowai: "Luo Shuai, right? You lost your father when you were young, and it was your mother who pulled you to live with your two brothers and two sisters. When you got older, your mother kicked you out of the house.

Is it okay for you to go to Hunan to join your relatives?"

"Hey, how did you know?"

Luo Laowai nodded. It was the first time for him and Wang to meet each other. Considering that the other party was only in his early twenties, how could he possibly know what happened when he was a child?

Is it really possible to pinch and calculate?

The king did not answer him and continued: "However, when your relatives see you, they are like hiding from the god of plague. They don't see you at all. You make the sky and the earth not respond, and you almost starve to death in the streets."

"Taoist Master, you are amazing!"

Luo Laowai's surprise at the beginning gradually turned into shock.

Then he looked at Chen Yulou and wondered if Chen Yulou had revealed his secrets to this little Taoist priest in advance.

But it feels impossible, because only he knows these things and has never told Chen Yulou.

The king also continued: "People who are poor are afraid of visiting relatives. If you are poor, you will be despised and looked down upon by others. So at that time, you swore a poisonous oath to look like a good person. Later, you joined the army and gradually became a

A warlord."

"All right, all right."

Luo Laowai's eyes changed again and again when he looked at Wang Ye, and in the end it was as if he was seeing a living god.

Miss Hong didn't believe it: "Is it really so accurate?"

"It's so accurate. This little Taoist priest... No, Taoist Wang figured out all my thoughts at that time. He is truly a god!"

Luo Laowai changed from his normal behavior and admired Wang Ye so much that he fell into admiration.

Basically, I was fooled!

Wang also smiled. What he said were actually what Luo Laowai said to Chen Yulou in the original plot, so they were certainly correct.

If he really had to calculate it, he could calculate it, but the calculated information could not be leaked easily, otherwise he would be punished by God.

When Luo Laowai thought about Wang Ye saying that he had suffered a bloody disaster just now, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He hurriedly asked: "Master Wang, you just said that I have a bloody disaster and be careful about the people around you. What do you mean? Is there a villain around me? You want to plot against me.

Please tell me who this person is, the Taoist Priest."

Wang Ye said calmly: "The art of appreciating people is easy to look at the past, but it is more difficult to look at a person's future. That person is not here. I will help you find out how to do it when the troops gather tomorrow."

"OK!"

Mr. Luo patted his thigh crookedly and took out twenty oceans from his pocket.

"I am a rough man, so this is a small token of my gratitude to you, the Taoist priest. I will still thank you deeply when the Taoist priest finds that bastard."

Wang did not pick up Dayang. Instead, he looked at Mr. Luo, who was crooked at his waist: "Forget about the money, it is of no use in this mountain. Your pistol is pretty good."

"Taoist Priest has good eyesight. This gun is an authentic American product. Since you like it, Taoist Priest, give it to Taoist Priest."

After glancing at Chen Yulou, Luo Laowai generously presented the pistol with both hands.

Being able to transform from a mud-legged person into a warlord, Luo Laowai certainly has his abilities.

Although Luo Laowai is a murderer and greedy for money and lust, he still knows how to make good use of people.

When it was time to give up, Luo Laowai knew how to choose.

He trusted Chen Yulou, so he followed Chen Yulou and others to Laoxiong Ridge alone, because he knew that they had a common goal, and if they worked together, they would both benefit, and if they separated, they would suffer two harms.

Even though he was a little defensive in his heart, Luo Laowai was not worried that Chen Yulou would harm him now.

After all, the treasure hasn't been found yet, so turning against him now won't do anyone any good.

In addition, Wang Ye was deceived and became lame, so he willingly handed over the pistol for self-defense.

Wang also took over the pistol and played with it. It was the first time he had a real gun and it felt pretty good.

Luo Laowai used a revolver with a butt made of ivory and six bullet chambers.

The advantage is that it does not jam and is relatively safe. The disadvantage is that the recoil is relatively large and there are fewer bullets.

Overall not bad.

When he has free time, Wang can also practice his marksmanship.

Hua Ling looked at Wang Ye and whispered: "Are you really good at telling fortunes? Then can you figure out where we can find the Muchen Bead?"

"When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the mountains and fields are splendid!"

Wang Ye made a perfunctory remark, but it was not a lie.

It's just the beginning of spring. If everything goes well, you can go to Worm Valley after your trip to Pingshan. Worm Valley is like spring all year round. Although there are many crises, the scenery is excellent.

It is not stated clearly because the trip to Pingshan is one of the main missions.

If Muchen Bead was now said to be in King Xian's Tomb, Partridge Whistle and others would probably not take the risk on Pingshan Mountain.

When the time comes, Chen Yulou will be unable to survive on his own, and is likely to be in danger, leading to the failure of the main mission.

The old foreigner heard this and came over: "Wang Ye, can you explain a little more clearly?"

Wang Ye shook his head slightly: "There are some words that cannot be explained. When the time comes, you will understand."

"Pretend to be mysterious." Hua Ling pouted.

Wang Ye smiled and said: "There is no way. Muchen Bead is implicated in the cause and effect. If I tell you now, it will not be beneficial to anyone."

"Is there really a Muchen Bead?"

The old foreigner suddenly felt energetic.

The Zagrama tribe has been looking for the Muchen Bead for thousands of years, and at most they have found some information about the Muchen Bead, so the old foreigners have little hope of finding the Muchen Bead.

I even doubt whether the Muchen Bead really exists?

"I have heard something about the Muchen Bead. It is said that it is the gall of the phoenix transformed by Mother Earth. There is essence of fire in the bead, and it is the most yang thing in the world."

Wang also recalled the description of the Muchen Bead in the original plot, and spoke eloquently: "It is also rumored that this bead was left by the Yellow Emperor when he became an immortal. Through the cultivation of this magical artifact, a person can be reborn and become an immortal.

But it needs to be in a special location to play its role."

"King Wen of Zhou once recorded these contents in detail in the three-volume Dragon Bone Book. However, these secrets are always in the hands of the rulers. Almost all monarchs dream of becoming immortals, immortality, and maintaining their power for thousands of years. Therefore,

They all tried their best to decipher the secret of Muchen Bead."

"The last clue about the Muchen Bead was during the Western Han Dynasty. The tomb of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che was excavated by the Red Eyebrow Army, and the Muchen Bead buried with it fell among the people. However, the truth remains to be considered."

Partridge Whistle and others were very interested in Muchen Bead and listened attentively.


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