Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

If both of us fail to count the rice grains in the other's tea bowl, the person who is closest to the correct answer wins! "

"Yes." Su Mu nodded without hesitation.

Afterwards, he looked at the old man's arms, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes:

"But it's not interesting to just play like this, let's raise the bet.

Just bet you hit my apprentice's arms just now! "

"Okay!" The old man was also aroused fiercely, nodded without hesitation, and stared at Su Mu:

"Since that's the case, you'll have to lose both arms if you lose!"

"It's a deal, let's start." Su Mu nodded lightly.

ps: Today's grades are very good, thank you for your support, but I have something to do today, and I don't have time to add an update. I will add another chapter tomorrow. Good night, sweet dreams. .

Chapter 50 Competition!

In the front hall of the inn...

At this time, the atmosphere in the inn was very dignified.

Su Mu and the old man surnamed Li were sitting at the two ends of the table in the middle.

There is a small pile of rice and a tea bowl on the table in front of them.

Lu Xiaofeng, Lao Bai, Zhang Sanfeng and others stood behind Su Mu.

Behind the old man surnamed Li stood a lonely Shangguan Haitang.

After Su Mu and the old man surnamed Li looked at each other for a while, the old man suddenly sneered:

"You are a junior, you come first."

"Whatever." Su Mu nodded nonchalantly.

He grabbed a handful of rice and threw it on the table, and snapped down the tea bowl:

"Forget it."

"..." Seeing that he was so casual, the old man was even more sure that Su Mu wanted to use this method to force a tie with him.

After a sneer, he took out a tortoise shell and three ancient coins, and put them inside and shook them vigorously.

"Clatter..." The sound of the ancient coins turning was very rapid, and the old man's face was serious.

Beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks as old as orange peel.

But he didn't have time to wipe his sweat, and he was engrossed in staring at the tortoise shell.

After a while...

"Peng!" The old man suddenly stopped shaking and put the tortoise shell on the table.

"Huh..." After taking a deep breath, he slowly lifted the tortoise shell and stared at the coins on the table.

After a while, the old man stretched out his right hand to make calculations frequently, and even muttered words in his mouth.

Zhang Sanfeng, who was stroking his beard to watch, nodded after seeing this scene, then turned his head and whispered to Song Yuanqiao:

"This person uses Fuxi's gossip from ancient times.

This Fuxi gossip claims to count everything in the world.

It had been lost, but I didn't expect it to reappear in this person's hands.

He is indeed worthy of his title of the world's best fortune teller. "

"This..." Song Yuanqiao's complexion changed, and he asked in a low voice:

"In this way, Mr. Su is sure to lose?"

"That's not necessarily true." Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Su Mu who didn't care, shook his head, and said softly:

"Su Xiaoyou is the most amazing person my teacher has ever met.

He can always do the unexpected.

Moreover, looking at his relaxed appearance, it is obvious that he has the certainty of victory.

Although the teacher doesn't know how he can win, but the teacher believes that he can win. "

"Huh..." Zhang Sanfeng's voice had just settled down, the old man surnamed Li suddenly let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the tea bowl in front of Su Mu, and said firmly:

"You have a total of 130 five-grain rice in your cup!"

In fact, he did not calculate the specific value, but only calculated that there may be 170 to [-] grains of rice in the tea bowl.

So he took a middle number.

He believes this number is extremely close to the correct answer.

Hearing this, Su Mu opened the tea bowl without hesitation, and counted the tea bowls one by one in front of everyone.

"one two three......"

"120 six, 120 seven..."

When counting to 120 seven, Su Mu picked up the last grain of rice and threw it into the pile of rice:

"120, not bad."

As he said that, he looked at the old man, and said like an elder pointing out a younger generation:

"120 eight grains of rice, there is a difference of seven grains, which is not a shame."

"Hmph!" Su Mu's arrogant attitude successfully angered the old man, he snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't use your tongue in vain, you should start guessing!"

He didn't use "Bu Suan", but directly used the word "Hu Guess".

Because he thought that Su Mu had no real ability at all, it was just a bluff.

Afterwards, he covered the pile of rice with his big sleeve, carefully counted dozens of rice grains, put them into the tea, looked at Su Mu with a sneer and said:

"Let's start divination!"

"Are you so impatient to lose your arm?" Seeing this, Su Mu leaned forward, resting his cheek on the table with his right hand, and asked playfully.

"Hmph!" The old man surnamed Li snorted coldly, and looked at Su Mu with disdain:

"Boy, don't delay, guess quickly.

If you have the ability to cut off the old man's arm, the old man will never complain! "

"As you wish!" Hearing this, Su Mu shrugged.

Then, he put his right hand on the table and pretended to count.

"Hmph! You really are an ignorant person!" The old man surnamed Li saw Su Mu's calculating action, and immediately showed a sneer on his face.

As a fortune teller, he can certainly see that Su Mu is just moving his fingers randomly, not calculating.

"Huh?" Even Zhang Sanfeng who was standing behind Su Mu frowned.

When he was young, he also dabbled a little in divination.

Although he is not proficient, he can see that Su Mu's calculations are wrong.

But he didn't say anything, maybe this is Su Mu's housekeeping skill?

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was very dignified, everyone was concentrated and quiet, not daring to breathe.

After a while...

"I figured it out!" Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the old man surnamed Li with a slight smile, and said firmly:

"Six is ​​Yin, nine is Yang.

You actually put 69 grains of rice in the bowl, which is also in line with the law of yin and yang. "

"This is impossible!!!" As soon as Su Mu finished speaking, the old man surnamed Li widened his eyes suddenly, stood up with a "huh", and looked at Su Mu in disbelief:

"You can't even count, how can you accurately calculate how much rice is in the old man's bowl?!"

Su Mu's calculations were correct, there were exactly 69 grains of rice in his bowl!

"Can't figure it out? Hehe..." Su Mu chuckled with disdain, and tapped his temples with his fingers:

"A true fortune-telling master doesn't need to calculate at all!

When he wants to calculate something, he doesn't need to do anything, the result will naturally appear in his mind. "

With that said, he folded his arms around his chest, leaned on the back of the chair, glanced at the old man surnamed Li and said with disdain:

"Whenever I think about it, I can calculate the result in the blink of an eye.

It's just to save face for you, so I made a random calculation. "

"This is impossible, this is impossible..." The old man was greatly shocked, his eyes widened, he looked at Su Mu in disbelief, and he muttered words like crazy.

"Nothing is impossible!" Su Mu sneered, then slowly got up, looking at the old man with cold eyes:

"For an idiot like you, as long as something beyond your cognition is considered impossible!

But for really smart people, there is nothing impossible in this world! "

Having said that, he looked at the old man's arm and asked with a sneer:

"Did you remove the arms yourself, or did I cut them off for you?"

PS: Good morning. .

Chapter 51 Another gamble!

"No! No! I can't lose my arm!" The old man surnamed Li shook his head repeatedly after hearing Su Mu's words.

Then he put his hands on his chest like a frightened little girl:

"The old man's whole body is in these hands.

If the arm is gone, how can the old man do divination? ! "

With that said, he turned his head to look at Shangguan Haitang, and begged:

"Master, save this old man, this old man can't lose his arms!"

"Young Master Tianji, you have to forgive others." Shangguan Haitang immediately bowed to Su Mu and pleaded for the old man surnamed Li:

"Old Li's body is in his hands, if his hands are chopped off, his life will be ruined.

At that time, Mr. Li might not be able to bear the blow and commit suicide..."

"What does this have to do with me?!" Without waiting for Shangguan Haitang to finish speaking, Su Mu interrupted him with a sneer, pointing to Xiaobei beside him:

"When this old thing did something to Xiaobei, his end was already doomed!"

As he spoke, he looked at Shangguan Haitang with indifferent eyes, and said in a flat voice:

"Master Shangguan, how long has it been since you wandered the rivers and lakes?

Don't you forget that this river and lake is already full of blood and rain!

Some people can fight for a single sentence, and life and death are divided! "

Having said that, he pointed to the panic-stricken old man surnamed Li:

"This old thing not only slanders my reputation, but also hurts my lover.

It would be kind of me to ask only for his arms.

If you don't know what to do when you wait, then don't blame me for being cruel! "

As he spoke, he rested his right hand lightly on the hilt of his sword, and looked at Shangguan Haitang and the two expressionlessly.

And at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng also dodges to Su Mu's right side, holding his fingers together, staring at the two casually.

"Huh..." Shangguan Haitang looked at Lu Xiaofeng vigilantly, let out a long breath, looked at Su Mu sincerely and persuaded:

"Young Master Tianji, you have won now.

After a while, you will be called the world's number one fortune teller, and you will gain both fame and fortune.

And Mr. Li smashed his own signboard today, and he will be cast aside by all the people in the world because of his reneging today.

At that time, he will definitely be ruined!