"Once upon a time, there was a man who had a vineyard at home, and when it was time to pick grapes, he went to a day laborer to help him pick the grapes, and he went to ten people in the morning and said that he would give him thirty dollars a day. But at noon, when he went out again for a walk, and saw that there were still men in the market, he found ten more men, and let them into the vineyard, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, when he saw that there were still people idle, he went to find twenty men, and when he was paid in the evening, how do you think he should settle accounts with others? ”

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man listened and asked puzzledly, "This is a math problem for elementary school students, right?" ”

The girl next to her had a look in her eyes and looked at Xu Zhi, as if she understood something.

"Little monk, what do you say?" Xu Zhi turned to ask Defeng.

Defeng hesitated: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, since he gives people thirty yuan in the morning, twenty yuan at noon, and fifteen yuan in the afternoon, right?" ”

"Damn, how do you say to give?" The middle-aged man seemed to have discovered something, stood still in one place, stood up and asked Xu Zhidao.

Xu Zhi didn't ask the girl anymore, and said seriously: "I think this person should give everyone thirty yuan!" ”

"Why?" The girl asked, "Why do you have to pay the same amount of money when the workers who enter the vineyard in the morning, noon, and afternoon work differently?" ”

"The money belongs to the owner of the vineyard, and the wages are set by the owner of the vineyard, and he can give as much as he wants!"

"The workers that morning were certainly not satisfied! They will feel unfair! ”

"The problem is that the wages have been agreed for a long time! The vineyard owner has nothing to do with other people's wages! ”

"Either the owner of that vineyard has a problem with his brain, or the person who made the problem has a problem! We listen to your nonsense, and it's even more problematic. The middle-aged man said, waved his hand and said to the little monk and the girl, "Come here." ”

"Xu Zhi, hello ......" The girl walked over and said to Xu Zhi with a smile, "My name is Yang Xinkey." ”

"Hello, Yang Xinkey, you are the landlord of Fuwan, when you get here, we have to rely on you!"

"Hee-hee, it's the first time I've come here, and I've disappointed you!" Yang Xinjian smiled slightly, as if she didn't have any defenses against Xu Zhi.

"Here you go!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and threw the Buddha beads to the little monk Defeng, and said, "Don't say that you don't have the ability to open the Tiger Flying Stream!" ”

"What do you mean?" The little monk took the Buddha beads, looked at the middle-aged man and asked puzzled.

The middle-aged man also returned the cross to Yang Xinkey, and then said to Defeng: "This Tiger Flying Stream is a congenital prohibition, and it can only be opened by a special method, the channel opened by a person's power is not stable, and it is easy to be dangerous in the process of entering, and the power of the two people is relatively stable, and only when three people open it at the same time can they enter safely!" ”

"Triangular stability?" Xu Zhi pretended not to know and asked strangely.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and asked even more curiously: "Triangular stability?" What do you mean? Do you want to open the trick of innate prohibition? ”

"Tricks?" As soon as the middle-aged man said this, Xu Zhi felt a thrill in his heart, and suddenly remembered that there was no magic trick in the Moyun Pupil given by the Star Seeking Master, only a place name, and a simple Moyun Pupil control method, it was impossible to enter the Hufeijian by relying on these alone!

"What do you mean by Star Seeker? I can't get in without a trick, how can I find the Dan furnace? Could it be that the Star Finder Master knows that other people will also come to Hufeijian, and I can use the means of others to get in? Or is the Star Seeker trying to cut off someone else's power with my hand? ”

"Hehe, no! Maybe he wants someone else to be my whetstone! ”

Xu Zhi was thinking wildly, Defeng had already urged the Buddha beads, the Buddha beads slowly rotated in mid-air, each Buddha beads emitted red light filaments, these light filaments condensed into an extremely dim "swastika" in the middle of the Buddha bead string!

As for Yang Xinyue, after holding the cross and praying, silver light appeared in mid-air, and these silver lights did not fall, but the outline of a cross light sword was formed in mid-air.

"Quack, good!" The middle-aged man laughed, "You two are more than Shen...... They are more useful! This time, the three of us will join forces, and we will definitely gain something when we go in! ”

The middle-aged man laughed, and with a wave of his hand, a pitch-black feather flew into the air, and the feather was flooded with black gas, and the black gas spun rapidly under the urging of the middle-aged man and transformed into a crow.

"I'll shout one, two, three, let's hit the waterhole at the same time!" The middle-aged man pointed to three places in the waterhole and commanded.

"Yes!"

As the middle-aged man gave the order, the three of them urged at the same time, Yang Xinyue's cross light sword condensed into a waterhole, layers of silver light overflowed in all directions, and a whirlpool the size of a bowl mouth formed in the center of the silver light; The red light of Defeng's "swastika" smashed on the waterhole, and the red flame also rushed to other places, and similarly, a whirlpool the size of a bowl appeared; The middle-aged man's black crow was even worse, turning into hundreds of small crows, making a chirping sound, and a whirlpool the size of a bucket enveloped hundreds of small crows in it.

Three whirlpools appeared, light and shadow appeared in mid-air at the same time, and a low sound like a cow moo sounded, and the strange thing is that the three whirlpools flickered with light and shadow, and quickly gathered in the middle of the pool, silver, red and black gas were mixed together, and a transparent vortex of several meters in size was born! At this time, all the sound disappeared completely, only the whirlpool rotated silently, and this rotation was so fast that it almost froze, and the whole pool seemed to be carved out of a crystal!

"Wonderful!" The middle-aged man collected the feathers, his eyes lit up, and he laughed in a low voice, "I have never seen such a stable ...... Passage! ”

Seeing that Yang Xinyue and Defeng had each received the Buddha treasure and the cross, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head to Xu Zhi and said, "You go in first?" ”

"Me?" Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, pointed to his nose and asked, "How do I get in?" ”

"I'll help you!" The middle-aged man laughed evilly, raised his hand and grabbed Xu Zhi, and black gas came out of his hand, wanting to entangle Xu Zhi. Xu Zhi felt bad and was about to make a move, but the little monk recited the Buddha's horn and said, "Amitabha, the little monk is here to help Xu Shizhu!" ”

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded and withdrew his hand, and the little monk grabbed Xu Zhi's arm and said, "Master Xu, I'll throw you in?" ”

"Huh? Throw it in? Xu Zhi looked at the whirlpool that was crystal clear and could not be penetrated by divine thoughts, and cried and laughed, "How deep is it, will it kill me?" ”

"You're a SWAT, you shouldn't be able to do it with your skills!" Yang Xinyue also spoke.

"Huh......" The little monk exerted force in his hand, and Xu Zhi's body jumped up like a spirit ape, but it did not tarnish his name as a special policeman!

Seeing Xu Zhi's figure enter, the little monk volunteered: "I'm advanced!" ”

Yang Xinyue argued: "I'm advanced!" ”

The two looked at each other coldly like cockfighting.

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