Liu Shiba's mind moved, and he took out a rolled loudspeaker, lit it, took a few puffs, and squatted down in the corner.
He was silently recalling some of the weird things his grandfather taught him when he was a child, and when he fused the black and white gold-touching orders, he got some inherited techniques of dividing gold and fixing acupuncture points.
Twelve matchsticks?
twelve?
There are definitely not many formations based on twelve as the base number in the world, right?
Could it be the famous Eight Formations...
Liu Shiba, who was squatting in the corner and thinking hard, looked happy, stood up slowly, turned off the speaker, and looked up at the ceiling...
"Little Master? Do you have any clues?"
Lu Xiaolin asked blankly.
He knew nothing about Feng Shui formations and the like, so he and Kisugi Masao could only stare at each other!
"Hmm! I have some clues, but I'm not sure."
Liu Shiba responded calmly.
"Uncle, you can't be unsure. What should Zhu Yingtai do?"
Masao Kisugi grinned.
Lu Xiaolin turned around and sneered:
"Old man, what's wrong? Are you really in love with this fat man? Is there any part of this ladyboy that is different?"
Masao Kisugi turned pale when he heard this and said angrily:
"What the hell do you know? Zhu Yingtai is really a wonderful person. Those women outside are not worthy of carrying her shoes..."
The corners of Liu Shiba's mouth twitched and he glared at Masao Kisugi. It was already this time. What was the old man still thinking about reluctantly?
The beauty?
Is there really something weird about Zhu Yingtai that no one knows about?
Do you have a few more holes than the average woman or man?
Liu Shiba smiled self-deprecatingly, waved his hand and cursed:
"How many quarrels will we have? Can we save people by quarreling?"
When Lu Xiaolin and Kisugi Masao heard this, they looked at each other fiercely and turned their heads to ignore...
Liu Shiba stopped talking and stood quietly thinking...
The Eight Formations Diagram In the story of the very famous Yang family general in China, there is an allusion about Mu Guiying's great victory over the Tianmen Formation.
The Tianmen Formation is actually a modified version of the Eight Formations. It is one of the forty-nine formations of Taoism and is the first formation among the forty-nine formations of Taoism.
Taoist formation masters use twelve wooden stakes to stick into the ground. To a layman, there is no pattern at all. One stick in the east and one stick in the west, some are upright and some are slanted, as if they were inserted randomly!
However, if you enter the two gates of "death" and "annihilation", even the best masters will get lost in the formation if they don't understand the secrets.
And now, the twelve matchsticks inserted upside down on the ceiling are exactly the strange and unpredictable eight formations.
The weirdest thing about the eight formations is not the formation itself, but the fact that it varies from person to person. Every formation master can create a different eight formations, and the door to life and the door to death are different...
What worries Liu Shiba now is that his father is actually a sixth-grade Feng Shui master.
So, with my half-experienced abilities as a second-level tomb robber, a fourth-level warrior, a first-level meritorious master, a first-level Feng Shui master, and a half-baked fourth-level ability to touch the Golden Captain, there is no way to decipher these eight formation diagrams.
It's easy to pull out any matchsticks on the ceiling, but I'm afraid Zhu Yingtai will die inside!
What should I do if Masao Kisugi, that obsessive old guy, is so anxious that he wants to fight for his life?
"Little Master? What's wrong?"
Lu Xiaolin was confused and asked, looking at Liu Shiba who was frowning and thinking.
"There is an eight-formation diagram on the ceiling. I am thinking about how to break the formation."
Liu Shiba answered absentmindedly.
Lu Xiaolin fell silent after hearing this, silently rolled up a large speaker and handed it to Liu Shiba...
Liu Shiba took it casually, and Lu Xiaolin took out a lighter to help him light it.
Taking a deep breath of the cigarette and looking at the flickering cigarette butts on his fingertips, Liu Shiba's heart lit up and he stood up suddenly...
"Yes!"
"Uncle? What's up? Is there a way?"
Masao Kisugi quickly came over and asked with a smile.
"What the hell, uncle, you are my uncle, made!"
Liu Shiba glared at Kisugi Masao with a ferocious smile.
"Lu Xiaolin, let's go! Go squat in the corner..."
Liu Shiba became serious and said.
"Little Master, why is it me again? Let old man Mushan go. He wants to save his sweetheart, so he must be more stable than me."
Lu Xiaolin muttered dissatisfiedly.
It can be seen that Lu Xiaolin is very resistant to Kisugi Masao being immune to his poisonous insects.
"Yes, Masao Kisugi came and stood below, and Lu Xiaolin stood on top, using a lighter to light the matchsticks one by one."
Liu Shiba grinned and said.
"ah?"
Masao Kisugi pointed at his own and said doubtfully:
"Me? I don't know how to do this."
"If you want to save your sweetheart, you have to come. If you two fail, I can still save you. What if I am gone too?"
Liu Shiba pursed his lips.
Lu Xiaolin and Kisugi Masao looked at each other, helplessly set up a ladder, and carefully raised the lighter to the ceiling.
Liu Shiba quietly watched the matchsticks on the ceiling burning one by one...
"Hiss..."
After lighting a few matches inserted upside down, Lu Xiaolin and Masao Kisugi hurried back to Liu Shiba in a panic.
At this moment, the scene on the empty corridor in front of the three people suddenly changed...
A dozen desiccated corpses appeared strangely on the two-meter-wide corridor. Most of these corpses were wearing black camouflage uniforms, and three or four were wearing white coats.
Among them, Zhu Yingtai's eyes were dull, and she was sweating profusely while sitting on a mountain of corpses made of dozens of dead bones...
"Zhu Yingtai?"
Liu Shiba had a look of joy on his face and called out softly.
Zhu Yingtai was shocked when she heard this, her eyes suddenly became clear, tears streamed down her face, and she ran over crying...
"Little Master, you scared me to death..."
Liu Shiba had a strange look on his face. He grabbed Masao Kisugi and pushed him into Zhu Yingtai's arms. He gritted his teeth and asked:
"This is a formation, tell me what you saw in it?"
Zhu Yingtai hugged Kisugi Masao and cried in tears, and said in horror:
"There are corpses all over the ground. They are all dead. I wandered around there for many days and couldn't find the way. I was starving to death..."
"What?"
Liu Shiba couldn't help being shocked when he heard this.
How many days?
Lu Xiaolin and Mu Shanzhengxiong were also dumbfounded when they heard this.
It has only been less than an hour and you are already starving to death?
"Don't say it's useless. How many days will it take?"
Liu Shiba asked seriously.
"How do I know how many days? It's at least a week."
Zhu Yingtai pointed bitterly at her pork kidney, which was obviously one size smaller, and said with a bitter face:
"Look, all my abdominal muscles are gone."
"Abs? Your sister's forehead, those are suet."
Liu Shiba gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Little darling, let me take a look, I feel so sorry for you. When you get out, I will give you a good replenishment..."
Kisugi Masao held Zhu Yingtai's chubby hand and kept touching it.
Lu Xiaolin and Liu Shiba were stunned, looking at this pair of monsters, making love to each other as if no one else was around...
ps: This is the second update today. Liu Shiba didn’t say anything. He’s a brother and a beauty. It’s exciting to watch. Everyone can just do whatever they want!
