Feng Shui: Opening Secret Nine Money Raising Corpse Caves

The situation in the island country is going from bad to worse. The increasingly tense atmosphere makes the royal family and the people of the island country feel like they are being pressed down by a big rock, and they are almost out of breath.

Under such circumstances, the time for the duel between Yoshinoya and Lin Hui finally arrived.

The place where the duel was held on this day was the National Stadium in the island country. There was no one in the auditorium, but there were all kinds of machines around.

Half of this is the live media of the island country, and the other half is the live media of the dragon country.

In order to compete for the exclusive naming rights of this duel, the enterprises of the island country and the enterprises of the dragon country broke out with incomparable golden bullet power. In the end, a heavy machinery company in the island country recognized by the island country Yoshinoya won the naming right this time.

For this reason, Longguo's media also sued the island nation for unfair competition in the international court.

When this matter reached Lin Hui's ears, Lin Hui smiled and said to the old emperor:
"Old man, have you seen it? This is the power of capital, don't say you are an emperor. When you die, I guess there will be such a company that dares to make your funeral a variety show with advertisements. Ha ha."

The old emperor wanted to get angry, but kept silent.

"How far do you think the Dragon Council will go?"

"It's not a question of whether I feel it or not, but if this society continues to be commercialized like this, it will happen sooner or later."

Lin Hui didn't say much, he just asked the two little apprentices to take a day off today, and tomorrow they will go on stage with a lot of energy, and slap these little devils in the face severely.

On this day, the sky of the island country is rarely sunny.

It's a pity that in Lin Hui's words, there is a lot of malice, and even the strong sunlight can't dispel the coldness over the island country.

In the National Stadium of the island country, Lin Hui found a comfortable chair and put it behind him, and Shi Shiran sat there waiting for the people from the island country to come forward.

Hundreds of cameras, large and small, captured all of their three masters and apprentices.

Yoshinoya on the opposite side is wearing the traditional clothes of the island country, with a white towel tied around his head.On the towel are written two Chinese characters: Revenge.

Every Yoshinoya player had a dagger tied around his waist, and those who didn't know it thought it was for a duel.

Only after the host of Fulong Temple explained in the live broadcast room, did everyone understand the abnormality of these little devils.

"This knife is usually used for laparotomy, but laparotomy is a more solemn scene in the island country. Every time there is a third person present, it is used to monitor whether the laparotomy has such courage. If not, a third party will do it."

"Secondly, it can be regarded as one more witness for this kind of activity, so as to convey the courage of such a separete to others... But the second reason is my own thought, I can't be serious, everyone just listen to it. "

At this time, Su Dingfang couldn't wait to go up to the center of the scene, pointing at the members of the Yoshino family who were about to come up to cry and shouted angrily:

"The people in your fucking family are not dead, and you want to use this to mess with me? Come on, don't you have knives? Let's come one-on-one... Uh, no, you all come up. Look at me I don’t punch you out one by one.”

After the translators of the Yoshinoya faithfully translated Su Dingfang's words, they were furious.

However, he was pressed down by the Onmyoji behind him.

Originally, according to the flow of this event, people from the Yoshino family went up to cry and sell a round of misery, but Su Dingfang also worked in the media and knew that this group of people wanted to come up to make a show.

"Hmph, the more you want to do it, the less I will let you succeed."

Under this guiding ideology, he kicked over the originally arranged script with one kick, turned over the table, and everyone didn't want to have a safe meal.

Lin Hui didn't stop this little apprentice, he also wanted to see what other tricks these islanders had.

At this time, there is no need to say anything anymore, thirty onmyojis rushed up, their hands kept moving, and more and more seals were formed.

As they shouted one after another, one after another, visible and invisible spells hit Su Dingfang.

Su Dingfang dodged for a while at first, but after being hit once or twice, a dazed expression appeared on his face.

"Huh? That's all you guys have? Don't be kidding, you don't have one-tenth of my sister's skill and dare to come up and make a fool of yourself?"

The onmyoji on the opposite side was aroused by his words, and the speed of forming seals on his hands accelerated again, and the number of spells shot at Su Dingfang was more than double that of before.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw Su Dingfang being attacked by many spells, and couldn't help sweating for him.

"These little devils keep attacking from a long distance when there are many people? It's too despicable."

"That's right, I don't know if these so-called spells are hidden weapons or something. It may be quite painful to hit the body."

"Huh? Why do I feel that our little brother Su doesn't feel anything at all?"

"Yeah, is this just some movie special effects?"

"Is it possible? It is said that it is a duel of life and death."

The water friends don’t know that Su Dingfang really has nothing to do now, and he has become a habit of being bombarded by Yan Zhenzhen’s thousand charms. These so-called "spells" that are not one-tenth of Yan Zhenzhen hit him The body is simply scratching the level.

Standing there and being beaten by these onmyojis for half an hour, the onmyojis on the opposite side have already changed a batch.

But Su Dingfang remained motionless, with his head down, thinking about something.

"Stop...stop, the opponent is probably killed on the stage by our attack."

The leading Onmyoji stopped the attacks of his subordinates, and quietly looked at Su Dingfang on the opposite side.

"Huh...huh..."

Only a faint snoring sound came from Su Dingfang's nose.

All of a sudden, everyone in the venue was embarrassed.

The water friends in the live broadcast room laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.

"Oh my god, it's so funny. Brother Su was dozed off by someone. Did he hit the sleeping charm?"

"Damn it, this is the funniest duel scene, I want to record it."

"Hahahaha, I can't type anymore."

"poiqjr...Sorry, I just hit my face on the keyboard."

Su Dingfang on the stage seemed to wake up at this moment, looking at the onmyojis with dark faces opposite him with sleepy eyes.

"Oh, you're done? You're done with me."

One punch...

The leading onmyoji rolled up on the ground like a cooked prawn, his face turned red.

"Hey... You horse, I knocked you out with one punch, get out of here."

Su Dingfang kicked the onmyoji who was already smelling from his trousers to his companions in the audience.

"Sure enough, strength is the foundation of aesthetics."

As he said that, he rushed to the group of onmyojis who were still on the stage, and knocked him off the stage with one punch.