"Who is this?" Brother Bajie's attention suddenly turned to me, his two big eyes looking up and down at me in confusion.
"Just a confidant." Before Leng Mo could reply, Haitang took the initiative and explained briefly.
I was startled, turned my head and glanced at Leng Mo, my face was still expressionless.
The old man on the stage suddenly stood up, and his kind and gentle voice was not at all like the old and trembling voice that he should have at his age.
"All the treasures for today are shown below. Attention, all knights." As soon as he finished speaking, several servants brought up several red satin boxes, which were mysterious.
The "first" thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, picked from the snow-capped icebergs, can cure all kinds of diseases and prolong life.
The second item: Bailing plaster, no matter what kind of wound, it will be healed within three days after applying it.
The third item..."
I opened my eyes wide and focused as if I were listening to a fairy tale. I turned around and was about to ask Leng Mo, but I found that he looked bored and listless.
It seemed that none of this caught his eye. Suddenly, the old man raised his voice: "The following is the final thing that I have spent a lifetime researching: the Duqing Pill, which can detoxify the four major poisons in the world, is composed of Qixing,
It is made from hundreds of kinds of poisons including toad poison."
Four major poisons? What the hell?! It’s amazing! I couldn’t help but admire it, and wanted to put my eyes to the table to observe. I turned around and found that Leng Mo finally had some reaction, his eyes were shining. It seemed that he was watching
I won this last treasure.
"Are you interested in the last treasure?" I leaned forward and asked ambiguously in his ear. I already had some idea in my mind.
Leng Mo ignored me and turned his head away in a disgraceful manner, turning to Haitang on his left. The two of them muttered in a low voice, wondering what they were discussing!
"This year's Treasure Hunting Conference, I plan to do something new. The competition is divided into two rounds. In the first round: for each treasure, the candidates can pose two major problems at will, both civil and military. If I have any, I should
The candidate will automatically lose, unless I can't answer all the questions, the knight will win the round. The second round: This time I will set the questions, civil and martial arts, and the candidate can automatically choose, if he also wins this round. The baby will
It automatically belongs to that knight."
As soon as the words fell, there were boos and everyone was talking like a pot was exploding. It seemed that this move was going to kill many people.
"Are you confident that you can win that treasure?" Although he ignored him, I still leaned close to Leng Mo's ear and bit his ear.
"Be quiet." Leng Mo finally looked at me, seeming very impatient, and said sternly.
After being glared at by him, I didn't dare to do it again. If he didn't bring me here again, it would be over!
There were people coming and going on the stage, and it seemed that this old man was indeed no ordinary cunning person, but a versatile man in both civil and military affairs! I saw only a few gentle young men reciting a few lines of poetry, and the whole picture was better than his in writing. Unfortunately,
The old man defeated them all with just one word, and finally ran away with an ugly face.
Look again, several strong men who seemed to have strong martial arts skills, just made a move, the old man dodged, and in the blink of an eye, they were all beaten and unable to find their way!
Seeing this, I looked at Leng Mo with some worry. Being embarrassed is a trivial matter. I'm afraid that I will be beaten into a man without arms and legs. Who should I hang out with?
"Since no one has won the previous treasures, here comes the last treasure. I have competed in writing and martial arts in the previous games. I want to do something different this time. Knights, what's new?
Now you can reveal all your moves, and I will accompany you to the end." After several fights, the old man was not tired at all. He still stood on the stage in high spirits and loudly announced the rules of the next game.
Neither literary nor martial arts are good, what new trick? I tilted my head and thought about it for a while, but I couldn't understand this old weirdo. What else can he do besides civil and military skills?!
I turned my head and looked at Leng Mo. He also frowned and said nothing. I guess at this moment, the hero has no place to play and must be in distress.
"Leng Mo, have you thought of any new tricks?" I raised my eyebrows, tilted my neck, and asked quietly, with a strange arc at the corner of my mouth.
Leng Mo remained calm, his tightly knitted handsome eyebrows showed his inner confusion at the moment, and his pursed lips hardened the lines of his entire face.
This person is so unkind, he can't come up with any good ideas yet he still looks cool, which makes people uncomfortable!
Since you like to show off, then Miss, I will just continue to sit and watch the show. I curled my lips, feeling that it was boring!
"Is there anyone else coming up?" The old man held his head high, looking high-spirited and arrogant. Look at the defeated generals on the stage who were shrugging their heads. How tragic!
He was really calm. I secretly observed Leng Mo's every move next to me with my peripheral vision, and secretly admired him in my heart.
Looking at the alliance leaders on the opposite side, they also looked like they were holding their breath with their eyebrows raised, and they were all staring at the arena. I don’t know whether they were waiting for the hero to win the treasure, or they were eagerly anticipating the next joke.
One minute, two minutes... About half an hour passed, and still no one came up. It seemed that the old man had frightened everyone just now.
The old man looked around the stage, his disappointment was palpable, and he said with some disappointment: "I will give all the heroes one more time to hold a stick of incense. If no one comes up yet, I will announce that this treasure hunt competition is over."
Weird thing, what happened to these people? They don’t even have the courage to try?! I looked at Leng Mo again, his face expressionless, I really doubted what he was here for this time!
"Who says there is no one left? I want to come and compete with the seniors." I stood up suddenly, straightened my back, and shouted with a proud look on my face.
"Yan'er, what are you doing again?" Leng Mo finally looked at me, his tone was very nervous, and his whole face was tense.
"I'm sorry, everyone, this friend of mine is joking with you." Before I could finish speaking, I was forcibly pressed down by a pair of heavy hands.
What is this person doing? I don’t have the guts, and I don’t allow others to step forward! I squinted at Lengmo with some annoyance, stood up suddenly again, and walked directly to the ring without looking back this time.
Smelly old man, let me make you proud. Let’s see who is more powerful, you, an antique of more than 70 years, or I, a thousand-year-old beautiful girl, have more abilities?! Hehe... I’m thinking about what I want as I go along.
"Young Master, I think you are a bit unfamiliar." When the old man saw me climbing onto the ring with some difficulty, he stroked his beard and smiled contemptuously.
Dog eyes look down on people! I rolled my eyes at him rudely, stamped my feet heavily on the center of the stage, and deliberately shouted loudly: "This is strange, do you, a person who participates in the Treasure Hunting Conference, have to have a good background?!
"After saying that, he raised his head and ignored him.
"The salary makes sense. I didn't mean it that way. Then what should I call the young master?" The old man was startled, then cunningly tried to smooth things over, deliberately trying to get close to him.
"My surname is Qian, please call me Mr. Qian." I answered intuitively, forgetting to conceal my identity.
"It turns out to be Mr. Qian. I wonder what you want to compete with me for?" The old man smiled, and there was nothing strange about his weathered face.
I calmly looked in the direction of Leng Mo. The ice man's face tightened and his eyes stared at me motionless. It was true that the emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was in a hurry.
"It's very simple. If the senior can answer these two questions, I will admit defeat." I raised my head confidently, a smile that showed I was winning, and two clusters of clever sparks flashed in my eyes.
"The first one is a brain teaser: listen up." I took a deep breath, but before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by the old man. A pair of cloudy eyes looked at me strangely and murmured to himself:
"What is a brainteaser?"
I almost forgot the identities of these people. I shook my head helplessly and said seriously: "Anyway, just answer it. Listen carefully: Xiaoli is a golden rooster independent wizard. She can be independent on the ground for ten minutes without any effort. Ask: Why can't she be on the ground?"
How about a piece of white paper with a golden rooster standing alone for a minute?" Originally, the original title was from a newspaper, but in order to take into account their special cultural background, it was changed as a last resort.
"Golden Rooster is independent?" Another look of confusion appeared on his face.
Alas, it seemed that I had to sacrifice my glorious image. I folded my right leg at the knee of my left leg, stretched my arms in parallel, and said with a painful smile to the old man: "That's it."
"Oh." The old man suddenly realized, and everyone sighed.
"How long should I give you? How about this? I'll try it dozens of times, and if you still can't answer it, I'll announce the correct answer. How about that?" I said to myself, and suddenly, I faced the old man with a serious face and asked.
"Yes." The old man responded absently, his two snow-white eyebrows knitted together, and the groove-like wrinkles on his face gathered together.
One, two, three...nine, ten.
"Do you admit defeat or not?" I stuck out my tongue playfully and looked at the person who was still thinking hard with a smile.
"I sincerely ask for advice." The old man made a humble gesture and asked sincerely.
Haha...this is a question that a modern three-year-old child can answer, but unexpectedly it defeated a group of heroes and talents here!
I moved my gaze upwards, met those focused eyes, and answered word for word: "Because the white paper is pasted on the wall."
The old man was startled, and everyone in the audience was stunned. Then, there was a burst of clear laughter.
"I admit defeat, I dare to ask Mr. Qian, what is the second question?" Probably sensing my cleverness, the old man asked cautiously, and his attitude took a turn.