Song of Adolescence

Lei Wujie ascended to the thirteenth floor again, and the gambling man was still sitting there, holding the treasure box in his hand, gently shaking it thoughtfully. He glanced at Lei Wujie, and said quietly, "I'm back? Is soy milk good?"

Lei Wujie smiled, "When I finish playing the sixteenth floor, please drink a bowl."

"Arrogant." The man suddenly threw the treasure box in his hand. Lei Wujie hurriedly swung his head and avoided. The treasure box drew a circle in the air and returned to the man's hand. The corner of his mouth was outlined. With a strange smile, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "big or small?"

"Big." Lei Wujie hardly hesitated.

"Big?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly opened a slit, his face showed the regretful expression again, "It's a pity, it's a pity. You have no chance to continue the third round." But this time , Lei Wujie noticed that when the man was saying regret, his finger tapped the bottom lightly, not light or heavy, just that tight.

"Even if I lose, I want to watch myself lose." At the moment when the man was about to lift the treasure box, suddenly his figure moved and the red shadow flashed, he had already seized the treasure box.

The man just froze for a moment, and was not angry: "Also."

"Really good." Lei Wujie couldn't do that person's breeze, and swaggered with his fingers to flick the bottom of the treasure box.

"You!" The man was shocked.

"Let me see, how can I stop at these 13 floors!" Lei Wujie opened the lid of the treasure box, four, five, five, he couldn't help laughing, "the big one can't be hit!"

The person's pupils suddenly tightened: "How do you know?"

"I have a friend who told me that he once won a city in the Apocalypse City Qianjintai. He said that you are like this, but it is just a little trick." Lei Wujie threw the treasure box back to the person. "The third game Right."

The man took the treasure box, and his eyes became bitter. He slowly shook the treasure box: "Very well. Guess, this time, should you dial or not? "

Lei Wujie was stunned.

After this little trick has been dismantled, the bottom partition is not mysterious, but if Lei Wujie guessed it right firsthand, the pavilion guard did not call it, so it came to Lei Wujie’s hands because he suspected the other party. I've done hands and feet, so with that light swipe, the outcome is reversed again. But what if the other party dialed?

So how do you choose? If the person shook his finger gently, this time Lei Wujie could not be sure.

"Gambling has always been just a little trick. The so-called gambling has always been gambling!" The treasure box in that person's hand was shaking faster and faster.

"Okay!" Lei Wujie finally became interested in the gambling game and shouted, before the treasure box landed, he said, "This time, I still gamble! My friend told me that the so-called gamble is to bet on yourself. You will win. As long as you believe you will win, then you will win!"

"Buy it?" the man said loudly.

"Away from your hand." Lei Wujie suddenly kicked the table in front of him to pieces, stepped in front of the man, and grabbed the treasure box.

"Good come." The man threw the treasure box up and gave Lei Wujie a palm.

The two backed three steps at the same time, a burst of heat rose from Lei Wujie's body, and a purple light appeared on the man's face. Moved forward and palmed again, the treasure box that had fallen was hit again, and three dice flew out of the treasure box inside. Lei Wujie snatched one of them, threw it away, and nailed it to the wall. :"six!"

The man also snatched one, didn't even look at it, and nailed it to the wall casually: "One!"

The last dice left!

Lei Wujie slapped the man three more times. This time, the two of them did not retreat. Their palms touched each other, and the real energy surged. The dice did not fall, but floated in the air.

"Good internal strength." The man praised.

"Your kung fu is stronger than your gambling skills." Lei Wujie also smiled.

"It's for me." The man was about to shook his head, suddenly his purple qi soared, "It's not a compliment!"

Lei Wujie felt a surge of blood in his chest, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Fire burning technique, sacrifice!" This time he raised the fire burning technique to the state of leaving the fire for the first time, feeling the real energy surging from his body. , Almost uncontrollable. But it should be the thirteenth-floor guardian who was even more shocked. He thought that the other party was already poor, and he clearly gained the upper hand after he went all out, but suddenly this Lei Wujie seemed to forcibly lift his qi up. On the first floor, he only felt that the palms he intersected with Lei Wujie were as painful as being burned by fire.

Lei Wujie's eyes turned red, and the red clothes on his body danced without wind. He felt like he was breathing flames with every breath: "I won this round."

The pavilion guard refused to take a step back, but the purple energy on his body became weaker and weaker.

The dice did not continue to float, instead, after swaying in the air for a circle, it hit the ground heavily.

"Six! I won!" Lei Wujie pushed his palms, his heat gradually dissipated.

The pavilion guard retreated seven steps and fell to the ground, looking at the dice on the ground.

The entire dice has sunk into the ground, but the upward side is clear and square.

six! Six, one, six. At 13 o'clock, the bigger one cannot be bigger!

Outside the pavilion, almost a few people in Xiaguan City looked at the deserted Dengtian Pavilion for a long time. Rumor has it in the city that there is a young man dressed in red, who is as beautiful as a heavenly man. He went straight to the tenth floor as soon as he entered the pavilion. Xiao Er in the tea shop also began to brag with the people around, saying that the fairy-like son had just drank a bowl of soy milk here. So the one who also received attention was the careless bleak in the blue shirt.

The scholar felt the gaze projected from all directions, and smiled: "Now I feel that the entire Xiaguan city is watching you, and fortune telling you, it does not mean putting a flag on us with a few big characters on it: Qingcheng Mountain is high in front of you. Come visit Xueyue City?"

"Don't even want to hide your identity. There is an organization in Xueyue City called Cobweb. From the moment you and I step into Xiaguan City, they have been staring at us. Besides, my little brother has already reached the thirteenth floor. The person you want to meet will soon be seen." Xiao Se took a sip of tea slowly.

"You seem to know everything?" The scholar stood up and dismounted.

Xiao Se sighed, "I just don't know my fate, so I want to count it."

The book boy glanced at the scholar. The scholar scratched his head and walked towards Xiao Se: "Aren't you always saying that although you have learned the art of piercing the sky, you can't find good jade? That's it, you count him. Gua."

"Good quality jade?" The book boy walked to the tea table and gave a bleak look with disdain.

"It's yours, you won't suffer." The scholar picked up the book in his hand and knocked the boy on the head.

"Fate is the way of heaven, so divination is the art of stealing the heavens, which is against the way of heaven. There is a saying that you have to know, the more fate gets thinner, are you sure you want to do it?" Shutong took out a bamboo tube from his arms.

Xiao Se picked up a chopstick and knocked the boy's head in a gesture: "Little Taoist priest, where are so many words."

"Moreover, my divination technique on Qingcheng Mountain is completely different from those of the roadside Taoists. Qingcheng Mountain has divination, but there is no explanation of the hexagram. The six lines come out together, and they are all due to the fate of heaven." The book boy looked serious. He was obviously just a child, but he said something old-fashioned seriously.

The scholar sat next to Xiao Se, poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Don't blame the son, my master once said that in the future Qingcheng Mountain, martial arts will take me six points, but heavenly luck, this child can take eight points. Feixuan, make a divination for the son."

The book boy put three copper coins into the bamboo tube. Each copper coin has two sides, one of which is engraved with the figure of Nuwa snake with a kind and ghostly smile, and the other is the statue of Fuxi snake, showing the knot. And terrible muscles. He handed the bamboo tube to Xiao Se and said, "Throw it."

Xiao Se took the bamboo tube and shook it gently. The sound of the coin hitting was clear and audible.

"Tian Yun? The moment we knew it, Tian Yun had changed." Xiao Se tossed the bamboo tube lightly, and three copper coins flew out of the bamboo tube and scattered on the table.

All three are Nuwa face up.

"Chu Yao, San Yin Mian, Lao Yin." The book boy frowned slightly, and the book student took a drop of tea with his finger and drew a light horizontally on the table.

"You can understand it by looking at you, but Yin is indeed not as good as Yang." Xiao Se smiled calmly.

The book boy shook his head: "Lao Yin is changing line, only one line can't see anything, you continue."

Xiao Se gently shook the bamboo tube again, throwing out the copper coin.

Three-sided Nuwa is facing upward again!

"Two Yaos, Three Yin Faces, Old Yin." Shutong frowned, "Further!"

"Three Yaos, Three Yin Faces, Old Yin."

"Four lines, three yin faces, old yin."

Even the scholar who had been smiling and dissatisfied with the divination became nervous, his eyes fixed on the fifth line that Xiao Se had thrown.

Three copper coins fell on the table, and Fuxi, the snake **** representing the sun, still did not show up.

"Five Yao, San Yinmian, Lao Yin." The boy's voice trembled a little.

"The five lines are all overcast, is it really bad to want to come to my numerology?" Xiao Se said quietly.

The book boy wiped the sweat on his forehead: "The five lines are all Yin, I have never seen such a strange hexagram. But the five lines are all moving lines, I can’t see clearly, I can’t see clearly...Only the sixth line comes out. Then, I can get a glimpse of the way of heaven, but this way of heaven... is it what I can see.

Xiao Se pushed the bamboo tube back and said with a smile: "Or forget it."

The scholar's expression also became serious: "Fei Xuan!"

The book boy breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed the bamboo tube to Xiao Se, and only said one word: "Throw!"

"Qingcheng Mountain Heavenly Fate, Feixuan owns eight points." At this moment, the scholar felt that what the ancestor master said seemed somewhat credible.

Xiao Se didn't shirk anymore. After shaking the bamboo tube a few times, he threw it up abruptly, and three copper coins flew from it onto the table.