Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 411 Digital Pointing
"Impossible. Changbensheng used the aptitude test to detain potential casual practitioners, and they must be among them, otherwise they would not send someone to assassinate me."

Cui Rong asked, "How many boxes did you see and how many were transferred out?"

"See three, transfer three."

"That's right, three boxes and six people can't be packed anymore."

Zhan Changfeng carefully recalled the scene when she entered Changbensheng's room and opened the box, because the box was isolated from spiritual prying, she preconceived that everyone was in the box, and she only had time to open one box to confirm, but ignored other possibilities .

"Has Chang Bensheng explained where he is going to send these people, or is anyone else being locked up elsewhere?"

How can she ask about the confidentiality of the case, Cui Rong said sternly, "We will investigate this matter again, you go back and wait patiently, and I will notify you when there is news."

Cui Rong is a master of life and death, the supervisor of the conference, and behind him is a joint organization joined by hundreds of forces in the mountain and sea world. He said you should go back and wait patiently, which Zhan Changfeng could not refute.

It is related to the internal issues of the Shanhai Alliance, and there is no room for her to ask more questions. Zhan Changfeng held the ceremony, "I also ask the two supervisors to understand my feelings. I will wait for news from you at the Hongyun Inn in the city."

Cui Rong Gu Taoist could not speak harshly to the relatives and friends of the victim, saying, "Don't worry, as long as he detained the person, he will definitely ask you."

Zhan Changfeng walked out of the city lord's mansion, the meeting moved its location, and the streets became deserted.

Apart from knowing that Lin Hanjiansu's disappearance was related to Chang Bensheng, she didn't have any other clues.

Suddenly there was a feeling of emptiness, which turned out to be the long-lost powerlessness. After Yi Changsheng, she had never felt this kind of emotion, and she almost forgot what it felt like to be powerless about one thing.

She hates waiting passively, hates the lack of cause and effect, hates standing in place, looking around, with no direction to exert force.

Subjective disgust can't change objective powerlessness, she can only wait, wait for an answer or an opportunity.

Zhan Changfeng didn't suppress his emotions, but stood still for a few breaths, releasing them and turning them into a reason to move on.

Before the small meeting started, Yipage Island was covered by an enchantment, and the island was closed. No one can enter or leave. As long as they are still alive, they must be on the island.

Zhan Changfeng went deep into the forest, startled the birds, turned them into his own eyes with the soul seal of Qingjian, and flew to various places.

There are still three days before the end of the conference and the opening of the island. If there is no news within these three days, it will be difficult to find it again.

Zhan Changfeng caught all the birds in the vicinity, and encountered a flock of birds on the way. He put all his soul marks, and released more than 3000 birds in total, before he gave up.

Facing the late night moonlight, she stepped onto the official road, and after identifying the direction, she remembered that not far away was the residence of the old man with a shoulder pole, so she walked slowly.

At first, when she saw the engravings on the shoulder pole, she thought it was some hermit who carved it for fun, but after seeing this kind of pole one after another, she knew that this person was not a hermit, but waiting to enter the world.

At present, it is only known that he is very good at arithmetic, but arithmetic and divination have the same origin, both are numerology activities, so it is very likely that he is a divination master, or in other words, a counselor who is proficient in divination.

Being able to be an old man in the countryside for 30 years without saying a word, such a person is either accumulating a lot, or waiting for a suitable person.

So she is not well-known now, but there is still a high probability of winning this person.

Zhan Changfeng approached the bamboo house and noticed the number on the door: 941810.

This is not the answer to the formula she engraved.She changed several calculation methods, and her thoughts are certain, if it is not a calculation but a divination.

This year is Shennian, which happens to correspond to the number 9. On April 4, 18 is unitary time.

The most commonly used method for calculating the sky is Yishu. From this hexagram, the year, month, and day are added together and divided by 8 with a remainder of 1. Adding and dividing 8 and 1, the moving line is five lines, the dry line is the change of the sky, and the sky is full of fire, which means a good harvest.

The location is Juqian Palace, Zhengbei, Lijin.

Either way, it means wealth.

But what does the old man Huabai mean, to tell her fortune?

As she thought about it, there were many people around her, and the leader was a man with a sword in his arms.

The man holding the sword looked at the young man in the white robe in the bamboo house with a stiff face, and he didn't dare to be careless, "Who is your Excellency?"

When Zhan Changfeng saw the family emblem on his body, he suddenly said, "Congratulations."

After saying that, he wiped away the traces on the door and wanted to leave.

The man holding the sword blocked her way, and said, "My young master appreciates your talent for calculating, and I would like to ask you to enter the account and honor your position as an official."

"I'm a casual person, and I'm used to freedom. Thank you, my son, for your kindness."

"You haven't said who you are yet."

"A casual person."

The man holding the sword smiled, and made a sudden move. After ten moves in a blink of an eye, Zhan Changfeng seemed to be invincible. There was a three-inch deep wound on his arm, and the blood stained the white clothes. She said angrily, " what do you mean!"

"I'm really sorry, I just want to ask for advice." The man holding the sword put down the wound medicine, bowed and said goodbye.

A group of warriors disappeared into the village in a flash.

In the silence, Zhan Changfeng put away his expression, like this deep and cool night.

Oh, what a Mr. Jing Yao.

She suddenly had a little anticipation, what would happen if Jing Yaoguo, who had a clever calculation of the old man, faced the Donglin Dynasty, but it was a pity that the Donglin Dynasty no longer had the flowery speeches to calculate everything.

Zhan Changfeng walked slowly into the night, and the three-inch wound had already healed.

On the other side of the pavilion, the man holding the sword said, "Don't worry, my lord, he is just an ordinary monk with a low cultivation level."

Qi Huan knocked on the railing, "Really?"

"Indeed, her skills are very ordinary, and her subordinates used lie detector techniques to make sure her words and emotions are not fake."

It seems that he was too careful, Qi Huan frowned, there are many geniuses in this world, that person may just like calculating.

Besides, he has never heard of such a person in any country.

Zhan Changfeng traveled to Lengjiang, suddenly thought of something, and returned to the bamboo house, first stood in front of the bamboo house, and then walked northward, this walk, passed through most of the village, the road was blocked by a grass shed, I don't know how long Not tidy, full of sour smell.

Lying on the thatched pile was a man, dressed in ragged clothes and covering his face with hair, like a savage from somewhere.

The savage managed to open one eye, and said, "The old man and I are both settled in Tianya, and we made a bet after we met to see who would make it first. One of us lives in the south and the other lives in the north. Alas, the location at the end of the village is not good. I actually lost."

Zhan Changfeng, "What can you do for me?"

He laughed, "I can turn one Lingzhu into a hundred for you, and I can turn one store into a hundred stores for you. In that era, Lianwei was the God of Wealth. Now it's time for me."

"." Zhan Changfeng thought he heard it wrong, "Lianwei?"

The savage waved his hand, as if you ordinary people didn't know anything, carefully took out the booklet in his arms, the booklet was old, and the lines were off, like a picture of a figure, "That's ancient, that is, 9 Years ago, the God of Wealth pardoned by the Taihuang God."

"I really don't know." Zhan Changfeng put aside this point, "Would you like to join me? First of all, let me make it clear that I started from scratch. It is still in the early stage, and there are many variables in the future."

The Savage asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Power and wealth."

"That's enough." Savage picked up the booklet, as if he was going to follow her immediately.

Recruiting Shuo Prison, Qin Shan and others, it took her a lot of effort, and it was the first time she recruited a subordinate so easily, "Are you not afraid of making mistakes?"

Behind the savage's bushy beard, he looked solemn, "How can you trust me, relying on the advice of that half-immortal old man?"

"I believe in myself." Knowing the existence of Lianwei, it shouldn't be too bad.

"I also believe in myself." Savage grinned, "Anyway, I have nothing, and I have nothing to lose, so I won't lose any money."

"Then come with me, my name is Zhan Changfeng."

"Subordinates are not exchanged for gold!"

(End of this chapter)