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Twelfth trick

Zhao Zheng held a piece of lean meat that was shiny with oil and watched Mo Yunzi's two cars go and come back. He secretly said in his heart: "You brat, you finally took the bait." Then he threw the lean meat cube into his mouth.

, swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, and it tasted quite good.

The two carriages trampled on the snow on the road, powdery white snow mist rising around the horses' hooves, and accompanied by the crisp sound of hoofbeats, they arrived in front of Zhao Zheng. Mo Yunzi opened the door of the first carriage and looked coldly from it.

He walked out and looked Zhao Zheng up and down.

The fish has been hooked, Zhao Zheng is not in a hurry to strike up a conversation with Mo Yunzi, and continues to eat his food, looking calm and relaxed.

Seeing Zhao Zheng being so calm, Mo Yunzi frowned slightly and said in a condescending tone: "Hey, don't eat. I have something to ask you."

Although Mo Yunzi's words were rude, Zhao Zheng did not lose his temper. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile: "Brother, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

"We have met several times in the past two days. Every time we met you, you were eating, and there were a lot of things around you. There were tables, chairs, benches, everything. But when you were on your way, you were alone.

A horse, so many things, where did you hide them when you were on your way?" Mo Yunzi asked. The two male servants next to him also showed curious expressions.

"Haha, it turns out that brother is interested in this." Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to use this table of food and wine to attract people, but he didn't expect that Mo Yunzi and others were more interested in the secret method of depositing and withdrawing things. But this

It doesn't matter, as long as the goal of getting close to Mo Yunzi is achieved.

"Well, I'm very interested in this, and I'd like to tell you." Mo Yunzi said.

Zhao Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and he made some excuses in his mind. Then he waved his hands in a pretentious manner and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. This is my secret and cannot be disclosed to outsiders casually."

"This is one hundred taels of silver. As long as you are willing to tell the truth, the money will be yours." Mo Yunzi took out a banknote from the luxurious purse at his waist and waved it in front of Zhao Zheng's eyes.

How could Zhao Zheng take such a small amount of money seriously, and continued to act, pretending: "This is a lot of money, but I still can't tell you, because after telling you, I will starve to death."

"How do you say this?"

"Actually, I am a magician, and I know some trivial skills in moving objects. I make a living by doing this. If I tell outsiders about this skill, how can I make money by doing it?"

"If you are willing to tell me, I promise not to tell anyone, and I can give you some more money." Mo Yunzi hesitated, and then took out a banknote with a larger denomination, but it was only five hundred taels.

"My craftsmanship was passed down from my master, and I made a vow never to spread it to others." Zhao Zheng shook his head with a firm attitude.

"Don't give me a toast and you'll have to drink wine as a penalty." Mo Yunzi narrowed his eyes, his eyes were like a sword unsheathed, with a cold light.

"This brother is pushing you every step of the way. Could it be that he wants to be a magician like me?" Zhao Zheng asked with a smile without fear.

"Hmph, how can I, the noble Mo Yunzi, perform for others?" Mo Yunzi said disdainfully.

"Isn't that the end? Since you don't want to be a magician, why do you insist on knowing my little tricks as a magician? I saw you take action at Lu Gong's house, and I know you are a powerful martial artist, so you can treat me with your identity.

If you push each other step by step, it will be too low. If this spreads to the world, aren't you afraid that your friends from all walks of life will laugh at you? "

Mo Yunzi's eyes moved, and he felt that there was some truth to what he said. He snorted coldly: "Bullying you is indeed an insult to my status."

"Brother, since bullying me is an insult to your status, then don't bully me. What I do is just a juggler's trick. You are a martial artist. It's useless to learn it. It's better to do this.

, if you are interested in this, I can perform for you on the road, what do you think?"

When it came to this point, Mo Yunzi couldn't force Zhao Zheng to tell him the technique anymore, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Then it's settled." Zhao Zheng achieved his goal and his smile became even stronger.

"I happen to be in the mood right now. If you have any tricks, do them now."

"Sleight of hand, like martial arts, is divided into many schools. Among the schools I have learned, there are no tricks that can be done in person, only tricks that can be done over a long distance. If you want to see it now, brother, please continue to move forward. I will wait for you.

I will catch up with you soon and create something on your way."

"You know so few tricks, so you have the nerve to say you are a magician."

"It's not about having too much ability, it's about being good at it."

"Huh, that sounds nice. I'll believe you for once, and I hope you won't disappoint me with your tricks later." Mo Yunzi turned around coldly and returned to the carriage. The two coachmen quickly followed, and each

Drive a carriage.

Zhao Zheng watched the two carriages go away. His plan was the first step. All he needed to do next was to seduce Mo Yunzi to the Soul-Desolating Road. He hurriedly finished his meal, packed up his things, and rode on horseback alone.

Along the way, he caught up with Mo Yunzi and others who had not gone far.

"Brother, please walk slowly. I'll wait for you in front. We'll see you in the evening." Zhao Zheng said loudly while riding his horse.

Mo Yunzi sat in the car and did not respond, still closing his eyes to rest.

Zhao Zheng didn't take it seriously. He shook the reins twice and rode his fast horse farther and farther away.

The two male servants stared at Zhao Zheng's back, looking for the place where Zhao Zheng stored his things, but they couldn't find it even with their eyes wide open, and they were secretly surprised.

As night approached, Zhao Zheng stopped halfway. Soon Mo Yunzi's carriage would catch up, and he had to find a way to change something.

The food and drinks have been changed several times. Even if they were changed again, they would not be able to surprise Mo Yunzi and the others. They would have to change into something else.

After all, Zhao Zheng's system warehouse has limited space, and it contains all useful things. Apart from these, there is really nothing more. After thinking about it, he had an idea, opened the stable warehouse, and put the original

The maroon horse was replaced by a black horse.

He had always been riding a maroon horse when he was on the road, but now he suddenly switched to a black horse, which would definitely surprise Mo Yunzi and others and achieve the effect of a magic trick. He stroked the black horse's smooth mane a few times, secretly feeling proud.

It seemed that the effect of simply changing a horse was not enough, so he also made some delicious dishes.

Mo Yunzi's carriage caught up with him after a while, and stopped on the road through the orange snow stained by the sunset. The two male servants looked at the black horse and the table of sumptuous food and wine, and were so shocked that their eyes almost opened.

Out.

"You are really a living god. Where did these things come from?" One of the male servants raised his thumb at Zhao Zheng, admiring him with admiration.

"It's just a little trick, it's meaningless to say it right." Zhao Zheng shook his head and smiled mysteriously.

Mo Yunzi walked out of the car and had no reaction when he saw the food and wine, because he had seen it several times, but the black horse exceeded his expectations. At first, he thought that the black horse just changed the color of its skin, but it was still the same in essence.

In order to verify this guess, the horse walked over and checked it. But no matter how he rubbed it, the black horse's skin was always dark and shiny, with no sign of staining.

"It's interesting. Apart from these, what else can you change?" Mo Yunzi asked with great interest.

"When I hit the road tomorrow, I can get another horse." Zhao Zheng thought for a while and replied.

"What about food and horses?"

"Besides these, I can't change anything."

"You can only change into these few things?"

"If I could change anything, would I still be a magician?" Zhao Zheng laughed dumbly and asked.

"That's right." Mo Yunzi nodded, less interested.

"The magic is over, do you want to try my handiwork?" Zhao Zheng made an invitation gesture towards the dining table, the dishes on the table were still steaming.

"No interest, I never eat food from outsiders." Mo Yunzi still has a sense of precaution and will never eat food from strangers.

Zhao Zheng was well versed in the rules of the world and did not pester him endlessly. Once the invitation failed, he stopped being nagging.

Mo Yunzi ignored Zhao Zheng, ordered several servants to rest on the spot, seize the time to cook, and then returned to the carriage. He was worried that Zhao Zheng, a stranger, would poison his meals, so he opened the curtains of the carriage

, has been secretly staring at Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng has his own plan, will not do unnecessary things, and will eat his own food peacefully.

After both parties finished eating, Mo Yunzi called Zhao Zheng to his side, started chatting, and asked about Zhao Zheng's name. Zhao Zheng made up a story, falsely claiming that his name was "Zhao Kuangyin", and deliberately taking advantage of his ancestor's name.

Cheap.

"Kuang Yin means to help the country. You are a commoner, so choosing this name is a bit suicidal." Mo Yunzi gave Zhao Zheng a strange look.

"My father's random name was really thoughtless." Zhao Zheng coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"You have a nice sword on you. You should know how to use it, right?"

"I know some basic swordsmanship, but I'm not a warrior yet."

"You practice a few times and I'll take a look."

"Then I will show my shame." Zhao Zheng did not shirk, stood up, drew his sword, and practiced a set of "Thirteen Movements of Wudang Sword Technique" that he had learned a long time ago. He deliberately concealed his strength and suppressed the internal force in his body.

He was exposed, but every move was practiced in a decent manner.

"With your strength, you are indeed not a warrior, but your sword is pretty good." Mo Yunzi glanced at the Yiming Sword a few more times.

"Oh, this is a family sword. It's quite sharp. I only dare to go on the road with it." Zhao Zheng held up a sword flower and put the Life Sword back into its scabbard.

"My Lengfeng sword is also a good sword. I don't know which one is faster than your sword or mine."

"Needless to say, of course your sword is faster, and my sword can't get on the table at all." Zhao Zheng didn't want to compete with Mo Yunzi, so he changed the subject and asked, "By the way, that one from

Lu Gong bought the Qionglou wooden house from his hands. It seems that you don’t seem to be a collector of wood carvings. There must be some other purpose for buying this wood carving, right?”

"My purchase of this wood carving has nothing to do with you, so don't ask any questions." Mo Yunzi frowned and did not say anything clearly.

Zhao Zhengqian laughed twice, not wanting to ask any more questions, and turned to other unimportant topics.

It was getting dark, and Mo Yunzi claimed that he wanted to go back to rest, ended the conversation, and returned to the carriage.

Zhao Zheng also set up a tent on the spot, but was not in a hurry to sleep. He still had two opportunities to enter the dungeon today and could not waste it. Using the excuse of relieving himself, he went to find a deserted place deep in the forest and activated

system.

After many days of accumulation, he had a lot of surplus points on hand, up to more than 8,000 points. Even if he opened another dungeon, he would still have a lot left.

Plum blossom pile, fish scale cliff, and box maze are the only three remaining dungeons of Xin and others that have not yet been opened. Plum blossom pile is used to practice physical skills, fish scale cliff is used to practice light skills, and box maze is used to try one's luck.

of.

Although Zhao Zheng's luck was not very good, he still got a lot of benefits from the two copies of Dark Labyrinth and Wild Boar Forest. The effectiveness of these copies was quite great. He thought twice and gave up the plum blossom pile that was temporarily unused.

The two dungeons, the Fish Scale Cliff, open the box maze dungeon.

He re-read the introduction about this dungeon. There are many wooden boxes in this dungeon. If you break the wooden boxes, you may get treasures, but it may also trigger traps, which is risky. He felt confident and turned off the introduction.

Officially entered the copy. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)


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