On the indoor fountain with hollow craftsmanship, Hu Weide stood stunned. No one knew how he climbed up.
Beside the fountain, on the tea table used to entertain gamblers, Liang Xiaodong held a fruit knife and stared at the oranges that had been peeled in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhennu seemed to notice something strange about Liang Xiaodong. He now really wanted to know about the helper Lu Mingfei had found.
Some people look as weak as ants, and some people look as strong as beasts.
"I was thinking about how to give four oranges to four people with one knife." Liang Xiaodong said.
"You can..." Yuan Zhinu wanted to say something, then paused and said, "You can give them one each."
"No." Liang Xiaodong shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhinv asked in confusion.
"The first orange has 17 petals, the second orange has 18 petals, and the last two have only 14 petals."
"Oh?" Yuan Zhennu was stunned, obviously not considering the problem that complicated. He did a mental calculation and then said: "There are 63 in total. If divided by 4, each person is 15.75."
He suddenly discovered that this was indeed a difficult problem. The oranges were not on the same plane, and they could only be cut once.
Just when Yuan Zhennu was still thinking, Liang Xiaodong moved, he picked up the orange and walked towards the crowd.
"Have you thought of the answer?" Yuan Zhinu thought to herself that this man seems to be an expert in mathematics and is good at mental arithmetic.
"Of course." Liang Xiaodong handed the oranges to Constantine and said, "Just one for each person. They look about the same size."
"Ah..." Yuan Zhinu wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start, so she could only respond casually.
Then he walked up to Lu Mingfei and said, "Mr. Lu's helper looks a little... special."
"Well, they are all followers of the White Lotus Sect, and they do look different from ordinary people." Lu Mingfei replied.
"Then what are Lu Jun's plans next?"
"Some people say that Si Ming came to the world, and the first goal is to solve Si Ming."
"Si Ming?" Yuan Zhennu was stunned, "What is that?"
"The god that people call him, I don't know what the purpose of this commander is."
"God?" Yuan Zhennu thought for a moment, "Lu Jun should be talking about the Dragon King."
"I'm not the Dragon King. I am Xinpan who transformed into a dragon. It has no vision of coming to the world. This time it is another Si Ming who is in charge of the spirit."
"Spirit....."
"White Emperor..." Yuan Zhennu lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of waking up a sleeping evil ghost.
"Is its name the White Emperor? I've never heard of it, Si Ming." Lu Mingfei said.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Lu already knew so much. Yes, we are descendants of the White King."
"You are the sect that worships it?" Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.
"We don't worship the White Emperor, we want to get the White Emperor, or become... him!" Yuan Zhennu said.
"Understood." Lu Mingfei nodded. This group of fierce ghosts is somewhat similar to their Nestorian sect, and they all want to steal Si Ming's power.
"The price must be high." Lu Mingfei smiled, as if he was laughing at himself.
"Yes, some people pay their lives for this, and some people lose themselves and become bloodthirsty monsters."
Lu Mingfei nodded and said, "I can understand."
Since, like Ba Hui, the opponent's command is spirit, it is reasonable for a few to go crazy.
"So, will you go crazy at any time?" Lu Mingfei asked, he wanted to determine the uncertain factors around him first.
"Master Huiming is joking."
The young girl in front of Lu Mingfei suddenly grew a goatee, and the black color of her suit gradually shrank inward, eventually forming the cathode of the Tai Chi diagram.
With the appearance of Tai Chi Diagram, the golden color of the entire Paradise City began to fade away, and in a moment it turned into a bamboo house.
"Master Huiming came to the humble residence, probably because of the birth of Si Ming." The old man in front of him said.
Lu Mingfei smiled and rubbed his swollen temples.
"What Jing Xuzi said is true."
"I knew it would be difficult to be the Chief Tianjian." Jing Xuzi sighed, "I really admire Master Huiming's state of mind when he still has to work hard at his age."
"If you admire me, what's the price this time?" Lu Mingfei asked.
Jing Xuzi stretched out his right index finger and placed it in front of Lu Mingfei's eyes.
"Kill someone?"
"No."
"One thing?"
"No." Jing Xuzi shook his head, and then said: "One Hundred Thousand Wugou Yang Shou Pills."
Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, then what are you doing making gestures?
"Are you kidding me? One Hundred Thousand Wugou Yang Shou Dan, do you want to do something big and then retire?"
Lu Mingfei thought about the person in front of him, fearing that he might have nothing to do and snatch the reward himself.
"Lord Huiming, you should know what this command is about."
"White Emperor." Lu Mingfei replied.
"Oh, that's what your Supervisor Tiansi calls it." Jing Xuzi nodded, took off the pen from his crown and wrote it down in the book, and then said, "The people who came before called it the Great White Bone Immortal."
"The person who came before?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Who is it?"
"Members of the Menggui Religion." After Jing Xuzi finished speaking, he shouted outside: "Disciple, bring me the Yin-Yang bottle."
"I know." A young man responded from outside.
After a while, a young man dressed in white, holding a book in his left hand and a tall bottle in his right hand, came to Lu Mingfei.
The young man read the book intently and was not affected by the bottle at all.
"This apprentice of yours is quite eager to learn." Lu Mingfei said with admiration.
"Yes." Jing Xuzi knocked on the table and whispered, "Don't let it go yet."
Bang!
After a loud noise, the boy continued to hold the book and walked out of the room.
"This bastard!" Jing Xuzi blew his beard. He looked around the bottle distressedly, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sooner or later, I will refine you into a magic weapon!"
"I asked you why you accepted a disciple. It turns out that you are interested in this young man's identity." Lu Mingfei said as he began to think about how to rescue the young man.
"I want to practice Master Huiming, but you don't agree." Jing Xuzi curled his lips.
"What's that boy's name?"
"Zhuge Yuan." Jing Xuzi replied.
Lu Mingfei secretly wrote it down and smiled, "It's a good name."
"Is that the congregant in this bottle?"
"Not bad." Jing Xuzi once again stretched out his right index finger and placed it in front of Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei took one look at it and waved his hand impatiently, "Just tell me how much."
"A Pure Yang Shou Dan."
"good."
After Lu Mingfei threw an elixir from his arms, Jing Xuzi's hands began to make seals.
"rise!"
Along with this word, a fire began to burn around the mouth of the bottle, and the room became hotter and hotter. The strange thing was that cold frost kept appearing in the fire.
After a while, the entire mouth of the bottle began to twist into an unspeakable color.
Like black, like white.
After the distortion, a man with only half of his body and his lower body covered with various teeth marks appeared in the room.
"Yo~" Jing Xuzi looked at the man with satisfaction, "It's already half transformed."
The man raised his head with two bones stuck in it, looked at Lu Mingfei and said, "You bunch of trash, you didn't even know that the White Bone Immortal was here!"