Two Openings Sect Expert Song Qianhun

Gui Jianchou and his Ghost Servant were all sick with a disease that was contagious when they talked.

Judging from their condition, they were quite ill. Gui Jianchou kept clutching his chest and even had difficulty getting up.

The Ghost Servant held up a piece of white paper and bowed to Li Banfeng, hoping that he would plead with Sun Tiecheng Li Banfeng save their lives.

If they wanted to find Sun Tiecheng, why did they come to Pine Ridge Village? Shouldn't they have gone to Fool's City?

Li Banfeng still didn't understand the situation. He asked the others, "Senior brother, are you in the city?"

Gui Jianchou nodded repeatedly.

Li Banfeng said, "You all wait here, I'll go find him right away."

Pine Ridge Village was deserted, with only Gui Jianchou and his Ghost Servant remaining. Where were the villagers? Where were the Mao Caoye?

First, find Senior Brother Sun and cure Gui Jianchou. After asking him, you should understand.

Just as Li Banfeng was about to set off, he suddenly saw a man in his forties, dressed in White Clothes with a front opening and black riding breeches, with his hair neatly combed and shiny, come to the front of the farmhouse.

"What are you doing here?" The man stared at Gui Jianchou, looking him up and down. Judging from this, the two must know each other.

Gui Jianchou bowed and kowtowed repeatedly to the man, while the Ghost Servant beside him held up a piece of white paper with the following written on it:

"We are sick, and it's contagious just by talking. Please save our lives."

Is this man a healer?

The fact that he could cure this rare disease suggests that his medical skills are quite advanced.

The man sneered, "That's an interesting point. You came here and almost caused a disaster. Why should I save you?"

Gui Jianchou glanced at the Ghost Servant quickly wrote, "Because you are the greatest chivalrous man in the world, because you are the greatest hero in the world, you cannot bear to watch someone die without saving them!"

The man sneered, "What's the point of saying such flattering things?"

After saying that, the man took Gui Jianchou's wrist and took his pulse.

After taking his pulse, the man stroked his beard slightly and sighed, "Strange, this is really strange."

Gui Jianchou pursed his lips, wanting to complain, but dared not speak.

A Ghost Servant standing nearby held up a piece of white paper. "Do you know medicine?"

The man shook his head and answered very frankly, "I don't understand!"

Li Banfeng didn't know how to describe it.

If you don't know anything about medicine, what are you doing taking someone's pulse?

Gui Jianchou's behavior was even more incomprehensible. He seemed to know that the man did not know medicine, so why did he still beg him to save his life?

The man stood up and said to Gui Jianchou, "Fine, I'm still soft-hearted. I'll give you one chance, just one."

"If you win, I'll heal your illness. If you lose, you're out of here immediately. Even if you can't walk, your men must carry you out. You're not allowed to leave your body here. Do you agree?"

What does this mean? Is this a martial arts competition?

Gui Jianchou's current state doesn't seem suitable for martial arts competitions.

Gui Jianchou nodded to the man with a serious expression.

"Okay!" The man took out a dice cup, put three dice into the cup, and shook it up and down.

It turned out to be a dice game.

The man's technique was extremely skillful. He first held the dice cup in his right hand, then circled it three times around his head, then moved it to his left hand, and slid it down the back of his left hand to his shoulder, then from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, and then from his right shoulder to his right hand.

With a flick of his right fingertip, the dice cup flew into the air. Once it landed, the man reached out and pressed it back down on the table.

He turned to Gui Jianchou and said, "Place your bet!"

Gui Jianchou glanced at the Ghost Servant, Ghost Servant then brought the paper to Gui Jianchou's side.

Gui Jianchou clutched his chest, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a single character on the paper, "Big!"

The man shouted at Gui Jianchou, "Have you thought this through? This is a gamble with your life; there's no going back once you're down!"

Gui Jianchou nodded vigorously, indicating that he had no regrets.

"Alright! Open!" The man lifted the dice cup, and the three dice showed four, five, and six points, which was indeed a big result.

The man remained silent for a long time before sighing and saying, "Very well, this is fate. I will save you this once. Those who are not involved should leave for now."

There were no unrelated people except Li Banfeng.

Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng quickly withdrew from the courtyard, and the two Ghost Servant closed the courtyard gate.

With Li Banfeng's current level of cultivation, he has plenty of ways to spy and eavesdrop, but he didn't do so. Gui Jianchou was seeking medical treatment, and he couldn't let momentary curiosity interfere with his important business.

More than half an hour later, the gate opened.

Gui Jianchou was profusely thanking the man, "Junior Brother Song, I owe you my life, and my whole family owes you. If you ever need anything in the future, just let me know."

Gui Jianchou dared to speak.

This proves that he has recovered.

Is this man his junior apprentice?

Gui Jianchou stepped forward and introduced, "Seventh Brother, this is my junior brother, named Song Qianhun. He is a master of the Two Openings Sect. In my eyes, he is a dragon among men, a paragon of talent!"

Song Qianhun sneered, "How dare you utter such sycophantic words? A hypocrite like you is utterly despicable!"

After saying that, Song Qianhun took out Folding Fan, fanned himself twice, and looked quite smug.

He didn't seem to dislike it too much.

Song Qianhun, this name is quite distinctive, and given that he is Gui Jianchou's junior brother, he should be a demonic cultivator.

Gui Jianchou said he was a master of the Two Openings Sect, but what was his other discipline? Was it medical cultivation?

But he just said he doesn't know anything about medicine.

Song Qianhun and Li Qi clasped their fists together and exchanged a few polite words, thus becoming acquainted. Song Qianhun then turned to Gui Jianchou and said, "Senior brother, I have figured out your illness, but I still don't understand where the cause comes from. I have never heard of a disease that can be transmitted through speech."

Gui Jianchou dared not tell the truth. Going to Sage Peak was a task given to him by Sun Tiecheng. Even if he had a hundred times the courage, he would not dare to say it.

"I don't know where this illness came from. I was supposed to go to Green Water City today, but as soon as I got to the city gate, I felt a tightness in my chest."

At first I could bear it, but then it became increasingly unbearable. One of my Ghost Servant was also a healer, so I had Ghost Servant take a look. However, instead of curing the illness, the Ghost Servant himself contracted the disease.

As he spoke, Gui Jianchou glanced at Li Banfeng.

The key point of this sentence is that Gui Jianchou's Ghost Servant include healers.

This was equivalent to telling Li Banfeng about Song Qianhun's situation. Song Qianhun himself did not know medicine and, like Gui Jianchou, was a demonic cultivator. He relied on his Ghost Servant to treat his illness.

Li Banfeng's mind raced. Healing with Ghost Servant? That sounded familiar.

Gui Jianchou continued, "The Ghost Servant himself didn't know how he contracted the disease. Later, when he was discussing things with the other Ghost Servant, as soon as he opened his mouth, the other Ghost Servant all caught it and felt chest pain."

I had no other choice but to come to Iron Gate Fort to find you, but when I got to the village, I found you hiding and not wanting to see me. My heart sank completely!

As he spoke, Gui Jianchou glanced at Li Banfeng again, and there were two key points to his words.

Firstly, Gui Jianchou came to Iron Gate Fort to find Song Qianhun, and only sought help from Li Banfeng after failing to find Song Qianhun.

Secondly, Gui Jianchou did not mention Sun Tiecheng's matter, and Li Banfeng should definitely not mention it either.

Song Qianhun said, "Senior brother, you were wrong to do this. You knew you were infected with the plague, yet you still came to this village. Aren't you afraid that you would kill everyone in the village?"

Gui Jianchou lowered his head and said, "Junior Brother is right. I was wrong in this matter."

Song Qianhun pondered for a moment, "You just said that you contracted this disease when you went to Green Water City. Could it be that Green Water Bow was responsible?"

Gui Jianchou nodded and said, "I suspect it was Green Flower who did it. I definitely have to settle this score with him!"

Upon hearing this, Li Banfeng became somewhat nervous.

Did Green Flower really do this? Did Green Flower run away from Knife Ghost Ridge?

Upon hearing this, Song Qianhun turned his back and said, "I don't have much contact with Green Flower, and we don't have any grudges against each other. It's not convenient for me to interfere in the conflict between him and my senior brother."

Gui Jianchou waved his hands repeatedly. "I dare not trouble you with the matter of revenge, Junior Brother. I will handle it myself."

Junior brother, I will remember this kindness. I have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first. Seventh Brother, what brings you here?

Gui Jianchou wanted to take Li Qi with him, but Li Qi couldn't leave yet.

Li Banfeng looked at Song Qianhun and said, "Senior Song and I still have something to discuss."

"Then you'd better have a good talk with him. When you speak to Junior Brother Song in this Iron Gate Fort area, you must be careful about your words."

Gui Jianchou left. This was his third hint, and Li Banfeng understood it clearly. This Song Qianhun was the Local Earth God of Iron Gate Fort.

Li Banfeng had once asked Carriage Driver to find the Local Earth God, but he couldn't find it then. However, he encountered it here today.

Song Qianhun stared at Li Qi for a moment. "If I'm not mistaken, you are the lord of Iron Gate Fort, right? The lord who is called the 'Fortress Lord'."

Li Banfeng did not deny it. "What the senior said is correct."

Song Qianhun nodded with an approving smile, "You have done a lot of practical things for Iron Gate Fort. It is clear that you have a good heart and are very capable. But I must make it clear that I will never give up this position as the Local Earth God."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Senior, you're overthinking it. I never intended to become Local Earth God in Iron Gate Fort. I'm here today to find a friend of mine."

His name was Mao Caoye, a young rice seller. He disappeared when he arrived at Pine Ridge Village, and so did the villagers. Surely you know where they went?

Song Qianhun nodded and said, "I do know, but why should I tell you?"

Li Banfeng frowned. "What do you mean, senior?"

Song Qianhun grabbed a handful of silver coins, flicking them from his left hand to his right and from his right hand to his left. The silver coins danced in the air, sometimes flowing like a silver waterfall, sometimes leaping like a silver dragon. His technique was very fancy.

A flash of silver light appeared, Song Qianhun gathered his hands together, placing them in front of Li Banfeng: "Let's make a bet. If you win, I'll tell you the truth. If you lose, leave Pine Ridge Village immediately and pretend you've never seen me."

"Okay!" Li Banfeng agreed.

Song Qianhun extended his right hand and said, "Guess whether the number of silver dollars in my hand is odd or even?"

Li Banfeng said, "It's an odd number."

Song Qianhun frowned. "Have you thought this through?"

"I've thought it through," Li Banfeng said. "Senior took out a total of eleven silver dollars, five in the right hand and six in the left hand. There's no mistake."

Song Qianhun remained silent for a moment, then opened his right hand.

There were indeed five silver dollars in his right hand.

His technique was indeed flashy, but because he was too showy, the silver coin floated in the air for too long, allowing Li Banfeng to see it clearly just before he stopped.

Song Qianhun was also honest; he didn't renege on his bet. "A bet is a bet. I'll tell you the truth. I know my senior brother Gui Jianchou has arrived in Pine Ridge Village, and I also know he carries the plague."

I was worried he would spread the disease to the village, so I used some magic to bring the villagers to my place, including the young man who sold rice.

They are all fast asleep in my house now, and when they wake up, they will all return to the village.

Li Banfeng said, "Your actions have truly surprised me."

Song Qianhun was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "You didn't expect that I would care about the lives of these villagers?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "The people of Iron Gate Fort have been oppressed by swindlers and bandits for many years, but we have never seen the senior make a move."

Song Qianhun said, "I rarely participate in the battles between ordinary people, but my senior brother is no ordinary person. The plague he brought is likely to be a catastrophic disaster for Iron Gate Fort. I cannot ignore this matter."

This was Song Qianhun's principle as Local Earth God, and Li Banfeng offered little comment. "According to my calculations, the Peddler should have arrived at Iron Gate Fort. Have you seen him, senior?"

Song Qianhun nodded and said, "I've met him. He came to my territory early this morning. I was just about to buy something from him, but as soon as we met, the Peddler had to leave because he was in a hurry."

"What's the urgent matter?"

Song Qianhun said, "The Peddler's whereabouts should not be revealed casually, but I know you are the Peddler's friend. You once claimed to be the Peddler's senior apprentice. He did not blame you after learning the truth, which shows that you have a close relationship."

"Alright, let's gamble again. If you win, I'll tell you where the Peddler is. If you lose, leave Pine Ridge Village immediately and don't tell anyone you've seen me, and especially don't tell anyone you gambled with me."

This Local Earth God seems to be very good at gambling, and is very likely a gambling cultivator. He just lost to Li Banfeng, which may seriously affect his reputation.

But he had previously lost to Gui Jianchou, so it seems his luck was a bit bad today.

Regardless, if Li Banfeng wanted to know where the Peddler had gone, he had to take a gamble with him.

The two agreed on the bet, Song Qianhun took out a set of dominoes.

Li Banfeng was stunned; he didn't know how to play Pai Gow.

"Can we change the way we play the game?"

Song Qianhun shook his head and said, "I set the rules for the bet I proposed."

With the gloves in Li Banfeng's shirt pocket, he lowered his voice and said, "Honey, don't be afraid, leave this to me, I'm the expert!"

Hearing that there were gloves, Li Banfeng was relieved. The two of them picked up their cards and glanced at them. Song Qianhun remained expressionless, but her fingertips trembled slightly.

The glove immediately spoke up, "Boss, he's cheating. He's hiding cards in his sleeve. If he's not convinced, make him show them!"

Li Banfeng coughed and said, "Senior, I sincerely want to learn from you, but if you want to use cheating techniques, then it's pointless."

Song Qianhun blushed slightly and put away the dominoes.

That's his good point; he never defaults on his debts.

"Since you've seen through my tricks, I've naturally lost. I'll tell you where the Peddler is right now. Peddler received news that some people from the Inner State had infiltrated Pro State, and he didn't even have time to do his business; he rushed off to deal with it."

Did it say where the incident occurred?

Song Qianhun shook his head. "I've also heard about the people from Inner State infiltrating Pro State. The Peddler will definitely have a way to deal with it, so you don't need to worry about it."

Li Banfeng said, "The Peddler has dealt with the people from Inner State before, so he'll probably come back to Iron Gate Fort, right?"

Song Qianhun thought for a moment and said, "That's not necessarily true. It depends on how smoothly things are handled."

Li Banfeng said, "If the Peddler comes to Iron Gate Fort again, please ask Senior Song to pass on a message for me."

Song Qianhun sneered, "It's not that I can't pass on a message for you, but I'm a lazy person and don't want to get involved in any trouble. If you insist on having me deliver this message—."

Li Banfeng chimed in, "So, you're going to take a gamble with your senior?"

Song Qianhun nodded and took out two dice cups. "We'll each have a set of dice, compare the numbers, and one round Determine Victory."

"If you win, I'll deliver your message. If you lose, leave immediately. Don't mention this to anyone. What do you say?"

"Good!"

Li Banfeng took the dice cup, but before he could even start, Song Qianhun shook it.

Upon hearing the sound, the glove muttered to itself, "This is bad!"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Master, this dice cup is making too much noise. He's going to use a Cracked Dice technique, which means he'll shake the dice in half."

"What's the use of this?"

"The dice have shattered. What were originally three dice will now become six, making a total of twenty-one. Boss, we've met a pro; we're not going to win easily."

I'll use some tricks to try and get a draw at best. If he finds out, we'll just have to admit defeat as soon as possible.

This guy must be a gambling expert; if we try to renege on our debts in front of one, we're going to suffer a huge loss!

It's not that he'd default on the debt. If Song Qianhun really doesn't want to pass on the message, Li Qi will think of another way.

As they spoke, the sound of the dice rattling grew louder and louder.

Snap!

Song Qianhun slammed the dice cup on the ground and looked at Li Banfeng, saying, "Why aren't you doing anything?"

Li Banfeng said, "We, the seniors, will go first."

"Don't wait any longer, you've missed your chance!" Song Qianhun lifted the dice cup, and the three dice shattered into dust.

I don't understand the gloves.

Li Banfeng didn't understand either.

"Senior, what time is it?"

A gust of cold wind blew by, scattering all the fragments of the dice, leaving none behind.

"He seems to be using too much force," the glove whispered.

The scene was extremely awkward. Song Qianhun pursed her lips, placed the dice cup face down on the ground, and said to Li Banfeng, "You don't need to roll it anymore. Just tell me, what message do you want to bring?"

The magical artifacts around him were all laughing at Song Qianhun, Li Banfeng didn't laugh.

Playing dice is probably Song Qianhun's hobby. Whether this hobby is good or bad is another matter, but at least he takes it very seriously.

Li Banfeng said, "I've gathered some information concerning the safety of Pro State. If you encounter the Peddler, senior,..."

Please have him wait for me at Iron Gate Fort.

Song Qianhun nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely pass on the message. If the Peddler comes, I will have my friend who sells rice deliver a message to you."

I want to send all the villagers of Pine Ridge Village, along with that rice-selling friend, back now. If you don't leave, we'll have to take another gamble.

Song Qianhun's purpose was clear: he didn't want Li Banfeng to see the methods he used to move things.

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "Let's not gamble anymore. I'll take my leave now. Senior, it's fine to have a hobby, just for fun. But please don't gamble. You'll lose everything in the blink of an eye."

Li Qi turned and left the village.

Song Qianhun frowned as he watched Li Qi's retreating figure and said, "You've only won two rounds, let's see how arrogant you get!"

The dice cup floated in front of Song Qianhun, and he sneered, "Shameful, isn't it? You're a laughingstock, aren't you? You're a gambling cultivator in the clouds, how come your skills are still so poor?"

Song Qianhun retorted angrily, "If you hadn't used some hidden force just now, would I have been able to completely shatter the dice?"

The dice cup snorted and said, "If I didn't use my hidden strength, you'd crush not only the dice, but I myself! You're not cut out for this!"

"If I weren't cut out for this, would I be able to build something that reaches the clouds?"

The dice cup sneered, "That's because you've been diligent enough. If it weren't for me looking after you all these years, you would have lost everything!"

"Pah!" Song Qianhun spat twice. "Last time you went to Yanlou Village to organize a gathering, you didn't even leave me any pants!"

Li Banfeng returned to Portable Abode, lay on the bed, and couldn't think of a solution.

The Wife comforted him, saying, "My dear Little Slave, I think this matter can't be rushed. Even if we tell the Peddler, he won't be able to do anything about it."

Yes, what can Peddler do?

Ultimately, it's just about running around everywhere, arresting people as many as they can.

The Wife continued, "Pro State is like a dilapidated house. When a heavy rain comes, the Peddler pushes his cart, repairing things here and there. When it's too much to fix, he just takes a basin and catches the rain himself."

"My dear Peddler, even with such exceptional skills, there are times when he's stretched thin. If you were to help him with the repairs, I wonder what we could possibly do to restore this dilapidated house."

After thinking for a long time, Li Banfeng took the deed to the new land and went to Green Water City first.

"A'Gui, you've done a great job! I'll reward you handsomely." Sun Tiecheng first had Red Lotus put away the Golden Thorn Peach. Layers of light rippled around Red Lotus, signaling the start of the Pill Refining.

Sun Tiecheng nodded in satisfaction, then said to Gui Jianchou, "Release Zhang Gunli's soul as well, I'll help you gather it up!"

Gui Jianchou was pleased. Zhang Gunli was too high-level, and his soul contained many spells and mechanisms. Anyone who wanted to control his soul had to be extremely careful. If he turned against them, it wasn't unheard of for Ghost Servant to kill its master.

Now, if Sun Tiecheng were to use some of his skills to make Zhang Gunli recognize Gui Jianchou his only master, he would be guaranteed to be loyal and not dare to rebel.

Gui Jianchou took out a porcelain bottle, broke the seal on the bottle, and released Zhang Gunli's soul.

Zhang Gunli stood before Sun Tiecheng, his expression fierce, and said, "So it's City Lord Sun. Long time no see." Sun Tiecheng looked at Zhang Gunli and laughed, "You son of a beast, even as a ghost, you're still so arrogant?"

Zhang Gunli laughed too, "You stray dog, neither human nor ghost, how many more years do you plan to live?"

Sun Tiecheng exclaimed, "Wow, you even speak with a touch of scholarly refinement. You've made progress, kid."

Gui Jianchou laughed and said, "Not only does she have a scholarly air, but she also plans to find a scholarly person. She's risking her life for the title of the most talented woman in Pro State."

Sun Tiecheng laughed for a moment, then suddenly paused, turned to Gui Jianchou and asked, "What did you just say?"

Gui Jianchou said, "He Jiaqing had Shen Rongqing set up a trap. We borrowed things from him, and when the time came, Zhang Gunli went to collect the debt, which is how it ended up in our hands. City Lord, I've told you about this before."

Gui Jianchou did say that, but Sun Tiecheng only remembered setting up a scheme to cheat Zhang Gunli and didn't ask for too many details.

Looking at Zhang Gunli, Sun Tiecheng slowly frowned. "Lao Zhang, are you short of women?"

Zhang Gunli laughed and said, "I have no shortage of ordinary women, but those who are both talented and beautiful are hard to find. I'm really interested."

I've spent my whole life struggling in the martial world, only to be brought down by a woman in the end. Thinking about it now, it really makes me feel Han Mu.

Gui Jianchou laughed loudly, "Now you know it's cold? Too late! Aren't you extremely regretful? Why don't you cry a couple of times and show me!"

Zhang Gunli didn't cry, and Sun Tiecheng didn't laugh.

Sun Tiecheng turned to look at Gui Jianchou: "Tell me what happened back then in more detail. How many of your men fought against Zhang Gunli?"

"One for me, one for Mu Yuejuan, one for Feng Chongli, and one for He Jiaqing."

Sun Tiecheng thought for a moment, then asked, "What is Feng Chongli's cultivation level?"

"After passing through the clouds, he also learned the Peddler's unique skills, and he Honesty with Old and Young. Everyone said he was the Peddler's personal disciple."

Sun Tiecheng was somewhat surprised. "What kind of personal disciple does Peddler have? Are you sure you've looked this through carefully?"

Gui Jianchou said, "I wouldn't dare say for sure that it's completely Honesty with Old and Young, young and old. That's what Zhang Gunli guessed back then, and it seems pretty plausible to me."

Sun Tiecheng said, "This Feng Chongli does have some real skills, but what about that He Jiaqing?"

Gui Jianchou said, "He Jiaqing is a thief cultivator. His cultivation level is above the clouds, but we don't know his exact level. It is said that the Sage's Imperial Jade Seal is on his person, so he must have some ability."

"Anything else?"

"That's it!" Gui Jianchou shook his head and said, "There are two left, one named He Haisheng and the other named Shen Rongqing."

They haven't made a move yet; their cultivation levels are still at the ground level.

After a moment's thought, Sun Tiecheng asked again, "Did you go all out?"

Gui Jianchou thought for a moment and said, "It's not a matter of going all out. Zhang Gunli's walnuts were stolen by He Jiaqing. We know him inside and out, so beating him will be easy. I've told you all about this."

Yes, Gui Jianchou had already said beforehand that it was Sun Tiecheng who instructed him to deal with Zhang Gunli.

However, Sun Tiecheng did not personally experience this battle, and there were some details he was indeed unaware of.

Sun Tiecheng muttered to himself, "It's my fault for not asking enough questions. With Lao Zhang's skills, you guys beat him a little too easily..."

Gui Jianchou said, "The main reason is that the preparations were thorough beforehand, leaving Zhang Gunli no chance to turn the tables."

After pondering for a long time, Sun Tiecheng suddenly looked at Zhang Gunli's right hand.

On Zhang Gunli's right hand was an abacus.

"Is that abacus still around?"

Gui Jianchou was very proud. "Back then, I collected Zhang Gunli's soul and put this abacus into the bottle as well. None of them noticed that it was a real treasure."

Sun Tiecheng took the abacus from Zhang Gunli's hand. Zhang Gunli was startled and tried to snatch it back, but Gui Jianchou subdued him with his skills.

Sun Tiecheng picked up the abacus, examined it carefully for a moment, and asked, "Has he used this abacus before?"

Gui Jianchou said, "This is his signature weapon; he must have used it before!"

Sun Tiecheng examined the abacus beads carefully. "Have you really used it?"

Gui Jianchou thought for a moment and said, "It must have been used. I remember the abacus beads were flying everywhere back then."

A'Xiong reminded him from the side, "Master, you may be mistaken. It is true that some people used abacuses during the war, but that was Feng Chongli. His weapon was also an abacus. I have never seen Zhang Gunli an abacus."

"Never used it?" Gui Jianchou recalled carefully. At that time, the battle was too tense, and he really didn't pay much attention to Zhang Gunli's plan.

Sun Tiecheng waved the abacus in front of Zhang Gunli became very flustered and his mind was in turmoil.

"A'Gui, hold on to it." Sun Tiecheng threw the abacus to Gui Jianchou. As soon as Gui Jianchou caught the abacus, Zhang Gunli struggled desperately, trying to snatch it back.

"A'Gui, go away!" Sun Tiecheng ordered. A'Gui, carrying the abacus, went outside the hall.

Zhang Gunli had lost his strength, and his struggles became weaker and weaker. When Gui Jianchou walked ten meters away, Zhang Gunli's eyes were dim, his expression was numb, and he stood there motionless. Sun Tiecheng shook his head slightly and said, "This is not Zhang Gunli."

PS: So who is this person?

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