Taoist Priest Buping's words caused an uproar among everyone, saying that he was too cruel.
"Huh, to survive in the martial arts world, you have to be ruthless. He dares to question who I am for dinner."
"Not taking his life is already considered a mercy on my part."
Murong Fu was still loyal and stood up to speak for Qin Shou:
"My brother doesn't understand the concept of tomb robbing at all. It's just a temporary temper, let's forget about it."
"No!" Taoist Priest Bu Ping relied on the support of the [Power Gang] to ignore Murong Fu:
"He gambles when he says he wants to, and doesn't gamble when he says he won't. What does he think of me, Taoist Priest Bu Ping?"
"Leave a thin line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future."
Murong Fu said coldly.
There was an element of threat in his tone.
"Hmph!" Taoist Priest Buping snorted, completely ignoring Murong Fu.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll bet you."
Qin Shou smiled confidently while several people were talking.
He had already seen the clues left on the bronze door.
If Taoist Priest Bu Ping bets with him now, he is undoubtedly betting with a cheater.
"readily!"
"Between us, whoever can push open the bronze door in front of us first will win!"
"The latter, in addition to the other bets, will cost you an arm."
Taoist priest Bu Ping once again announced the rules of gambling.
"Okay!" Qin Shou nodded and patted the bronze door: "How about you come first?"
Taoist Priest Bu Ping's face darkened.
Although he already had some clues, he still lacked the slightest inspiration to get to the gate:
"Everyone relies on his own ability, no need to be humble."
"Oh, then I'll do it!" Qin Shou was as calm as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.
"What?" Everyone in the venue looked at Qin Shou in shock:
"Is this kid kidding?"
"Haha, are you afraid that you can't afford to lose and start talking nonsense?"
"If he can find a way to crack the bronze door so quickly, I will stand on my head and eat flying!"
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"Boy, stop trying to impress people. We have been researching for half a day and still can't find a way."
"Can you find it?"
Taoist Priest Bu Ping smiled sarcastically, not taking Qin Shou's words seriously at all.
"Haha, it's not that I'm fast, I can only say that you are stupid."
"He didn't finish his nine years of compulsory education, so he ran out and made himself embarrassed."
"The method of entering the door has been clearly written on it. Don't you know who to blame?"
Qin Shou smiled faintly, and it didn't look like he was joking to anyone.
"What!"
"You know the ancient text above."
Taoist Priest Bu Ping was not at all calm and stared at Qin Shou with a chill down his spine.
just in case…
Even just in case, his hands and ancestral treasures will say goodbye to him.
It’s okay if the umbrella is gone, but if the hand is gone, how will I cut my fingernails in the future?
"Unfortunately, I just graduated from elementary school and met Da Zhouwen above."
Qin Shou smiled lightly and read the words above.
"Wang Jizhao, surnamed Ji, given name Zhao, will be the monarch on Wednesday."
"Suppress the rebellion of the Eastern Yi, conquer the territory in the north, conquer the ghosts in the west, obtain the ghost elixir, and enjoy great blessings. If future generations find the elixir, they can follow the instructions..."
"According to the words?" Everyone in the venue was overjoyed and looked forward to it: "What words do you mean? Little brother, please say it quickly. Say it quickly."
Qin Shou glanced at the single row of ancient characters above.
Also see a group of raised ancient numerals arranged irregularly below.
Secretly admire.
This King Kang of Zhou was quite advanced and came up with a coded door.
"This single row of ancient characters is the password."
"Really!" Everyone was overjoyed and stepped forward to take a look.
"Damn it!" Taoist Priest Bu Ping gritted his teeth and walked to the ancient characters. He touched and tested with his hands, but found nothing. He rolled his eyes and said:
"It's fake. You're just bragging. This is not a clue to open the door!"
"No, no!" Gong Yeqian imitated Bao Ding's tone and walked out: "Is it true? It will be obvious at a glance if I ask Brother Yue to open the door."
"This..." Taoist Priest Buping was afraid. He was afraid that Qin Shou would really open the door, and asked tentatively: "Boy, tell me, what is written in this line."
"Liu Si Baling Mountain Wu Ling Jiu Yao." Qin Shou calmly read the small print on it.
"Sixth Division? Balingshan? Wuling? Jiuyao?" Taoist priest Changping frowned and began to analyze the meaning of this sentence.
Others were also holding their arms and leaning their chins in thought.
"This kid does have two brushes." Song Mingzhu stood not far away and muttered.
"Little sister, please don't let our fifth master hear you praising other men."
"Otherwise, you will die, and he will be worse than dead." "Fire Phoenix" Shui Rouxin reminded in a low voice.
"Bah!" Song Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said nothing. It was obvious that the fifth master had put a lot of pressure on her.
"Okay, old Taoist priest, accept your fate." Qin Shou walked to the raised characters and pressed the characters with his hand:
"It's actually not as complicated as you think, it's just a homophone."
Taoist priest Chang Ping was stunned, and before he could react, he saw that Qin Shou had already pressed all the characters.
Inside the bronze door, the sound of "click" and "click" machines was heard.
"opened!"
"This kid really opened the door."
Everyone was overjoyed and took a half step back, staring closely at the door, for fear that some monster would run out from inside.
"Really... open?" Taoist priest Chang Ping was completely stunned, his intestines were already green with regret, and he subconsciously looked at Wu Fenghuang behind him.
However, except Song Mingzhu who looked at Qin Shou with a smile, the other four women all had indifferent faces.
Gudu——
The sound of swallowing was heard, and the old Taoist priest's face almost turned into a chrysanthemum, and he said flatteringly:
"Little hero, it was my fault before, please..."
Swish——
The sharp sword light swept across everyone's eyes, and then a scream echoed through the ground along with Taoist Chang Ping's arm.
"Ah - my hand, my hand!" Taoist priest Chang Ping covered his broken arm and wailed in pain on the ground, blood flowing out of his palm.
When everyone saw this, they were all stunned, because the person who took action was not Qin Shou, but Mo Yanxia, the "White Phoenix" dressed as a Bodhisattva:
"If you are willing to convince others, let's go!"
"Hehe, how pitiful." Song Mingzhu walked past Qin Shou with a smile, returning to her previous naughty look.
The other three Phoenixes followed Mo Yanxia away without saying a word.
Indifference, ferocity, cruelty...all kinds of chilling words passed through everyone's minds.
The rabbit dies and the dog dies. Once a person has no use value, he becomes worthless.
Those who had previously been brothers to Taoist Priest Buping left as if they were avoiding the plague, leaving him wailing on the ground.
"The women of the underworld brother really don't have to cover themselves, so there's no need to kowtow, just give me an umbrella."
Qin Shou couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, joked, calmly accepted Taoist Changping's iron umbrella and walked inside.
"Hey, wait for me." Lei Chun caught up with Qin Shou from behind, patted his chest and said, "You are so brave, you dare to offend the [Power Gang]."
Qin Shou looked at Lei Chun and frowned. His expression gradually became serious. The frightened beauty was a little overwhelmed and asked hurriedly:
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
Qin Shou sighed and said, "The clothes are dry."
Upon hearing this, Lei Chun's pretty little face instantly turned as red as an apple.
He pinched Qin Shou's arm hard and cursed angrily:
"You're a pervert, a big pervert, a big bad guy, I haven't seen enough of this all the time!"
Qin Shou laughed evilly a few times, "hehe", and then said seriously:
"Shh, I don't call it watching, I call it research."
"Actually, I am a body art researcher. Gaiming, let's study your strengths and mine together?"
"how?"
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