One Surprise After Another

"Are you sure he'll come back here if these people fail to get the bronze tortoise?"

After waiting near the deep pit for a while, Ren Yisheng looked at the communicator that kept sending replies, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The rocket artillery hit Wangnan Lake, but the fact that it landed on the lake was no small matter. The sound of the explosion, the splashing of water, and the massive steam rising from the lake caused alarms to go off in the surrounding residential areas. Many young people called the police and went downstairs to check, which greatly troubled Qimeng Haige and his team in their search.

Those who went to Hu'an Road to track down Hu Jiaquan have been wandering aimlessly without finding any trace of him, let alone Huang Daoxian.

All the arrangements brought about all sorts of unexpected events. Ren Yisheng felt that the plans had been adjusted again and again, but none of them were executed as expected.

He looked at the four people lying in the pit, then at the corpse that Zhang Xuezhou had killed, his eyes glancing around from time to time.

Several minutes passed, and Ren Yisheng couldn't help but ask as well.

"Several factors have come into play, making it possible for unexpected events to occur no matter how we arrange things. I am also unsure of the situation at the moment," Zhang Xuezhou replied in a deep voice.

"What factors?" Ren Yisheng asked.

"Luck," Zhang Xuezhou whispered, "The kind of luck that Zuo Jin lucky jewelry!"

When luck is on your side, everything is wonderful.

With only a tiny, delusional thought in his mind, Ren Yisheng successfully hunted in Qinmeng and was able to capture a white elephant, something he had always dreamed of achieving.

When this kind of luck came his way, it almost made Ren Yisheng feel overjoyed, and he felt that Zhang Xuezhou's tinkering Zuo Jin Jin's lucky charms was very effective.

But for the ferocious beasts like the white elephant that are being targeted, such luck is undoubtedly a curse.

Having enjoyed good fortune all his life, Ren Yisheng now finds himself suffering from all sorts of misfortunes, and he feels that everything is truly terrible.

"If we suffer from bad luck, what methods can we use to get rid of it?" Ren Yisheng asked.

"Either Zuo Jin helped," Zhang Xuezhou said, "Or a benefactor with great fortune intervened!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached into his pocket.

As he reached out and retrieved the four chips that Zuo Jin had brought, he noticed that two of them had unknowingly turned gray.

This made him gasp, unsure whether the chips Zuo Jin had worked.

"Can we count on Zuo Jin now?" Ren Yisheng asked.

"No, he's deflated now!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

The destruction of the imperial tomb's fortune was almost equivalent to his and the Empress Dowager's contest of magic at Broken Soul Ridge.

Unable to draw upon the replenishment of the imperial fortune of Dongshan Mausoleum, Zuo Jin, unfamiliar with the art of fortune-telling, was directly defeated by Zhang Xuezhou.

Zuo Jin suffering from the Great Meteorite, not only struggled to exert himself, but even his survival was difficult, and he had lost control of his body.

It's clearly impossible to expect Zuo Jin now.

As for benefactors with great fortune, they are extremely rare, and those who possess the qualities of benefactors like Zhang Xuezhou are also uncommon.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't really have any particular ambitions, so he simply waited in this area, hoping to catch something unexpected.

"What about a benefactor with great fortune?" Ren Yisheng asked. "Can we ask a benefactor for help?"

"I don't have a knack for judging luck; I can't tell who our benefactor is," Zhang Xuezhou said, shaking his head.

"Could I practice that 'grave scripture' you mentioned?" Ren Yisheng said, "I'd like to try opening my Qi Eye!"

"Then give it a try!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded and had no choice but to start reciting the tomb scriptures again, and then had Ren Yisheng recite them as well.

After reciting over a thousand words, he stopped, somewhat helplessly.

"What?" Ren Yisheng asked, startled.

"You've already misread six places, so this recitation is probably useless now," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I clearly read it exactly as you said," Ren Yisheng said.

"The Thousand Islands Alliance in Hong Kong is also very standard!"

Zhang Xuezhou uttered a few words in a low voice, which made Ren Yisheng look up at the sky and realize that things were difficult to handle. He also had no way to solve his problem of not reciting correctly in a short time.

"I remember Wuyang brought a few people to read the 'Grave Sutra'," Ren Yisheng said.

"Brother Wuyang said he was restless in the reception room of the security center and couldn't stay still, so he left with An Ran," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I was in charge for a while. Those people were quite good, and their pronunciation was standard, but the time was a bit too tight!"

"Could we have those people come over here to recite?" Ren Yisheng asked.

"I can't get through!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the thicket of thorns that stretched for more than ten miles.

It's one thing for him to be dragging someone like Ren Yisheng who can use the Cloud Soaring Technique, but if Zhang Xuezhou were to actually carry Ning Que and the others for several miles, his body would inevitably suffer a great deal of strain.

For Zhang Xuezhou, who is preparing for Huang Daoxian's challenge, he wouldn't dare to make such a bet anytime soon.

"One of the people I knocked out mentioned he could control thorns. Let me see if I can guide him to clear a path!"

Ren Yisheng pondered for a few seconds and finally decided that he should keep himself busy with some things to feel more at ease.

Whether it works or not, he has to give it a try.

"The shadowy master without reproductive organs disappeared and turned into a bean the size of a fist?"

Time passed slowly, and Ren Yisheng grew increasingly anxious as he waited, while Zhang Xuezhou didn't fare much better.

Ordinary people feel anxious waiting for an exam, let alone those involved in this kind of unexpected confrontation.

A head-on confrontation can lead to a clear understanding of how one lost, but in a contest involving luck, one may not necessarily know how they lost.

Perhaps you're bad at everything you do, and then you end up in a dead end.

Although Zhang Xuezhou had practiced the art of manipulation, he lacked experience in dealing with this aspect and was at a loss for a while.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Xuezhou also took out his communicator and then checked the content of the discussions among the committee members.

He glanced at the excessive number of unread messages highlighted in red on his communicator.

After eliminating a series of difficult-to-connect items, Zhang Xuezhou also discovered that Song Sijia and Ning Que had each sent messages.

These two people had communicated with him via communicator, and their names were listed relatively high in his contact list.

Zhang Xuezhou scrolled through his communications and quickly got up.

"What does Hu Jiaquan know so much about?" Zhang Xuezhou asked casually.

"Bean Soldiers and Bean Generals! He was rewarded with special bean seeds that can transform into skilled bean soldiers and bean generals!"

Amidst low murmurs, the man controlled by Ren Yisheng spoke, recounting Hu Jiaquan's abilities once more.

What are you going to do?

Upon seeing Zhang Xuezhou stand up, the man couldn't help but quickly ask another question.

"Song Sijia caught a bean the size of a fist," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I suspect that Hu Jiaquan might not have made it to Huian Road yet. I'll go check it out. If there's anything, send me a message, and I'll be there very quickly!"

"Become!"

The man nodded in response, glanced at Ren Yisheng was sitting motionless in the crater, and then climbed up the crater.

What terrible luck!

He slipped twice while climbing out of the pit, which made the man curse and feel that everything he was doing was going to be a disaster.

"Open!"

He climbed out of the pit and muttered a couple more words to the thorns surrounding him. Seeing that the thorn bushes near the explosion crater didn't react at all, he couldn't help but complain.

"Get... get... get out of the way, everyone!"

Despite stomping his feet repeatedly for a long time, the fast-growing thorns remained unresponsive. However, when the man stumbled and fell forward, the thorn bushes seemed to be pulled by something, quickly clearing a safe area.

"This ability to manipulate thorns doesn't even require activation?"

The man spoke in surprise.

Ren Yisheng was the Ren Yisheng controlling the man's behavior, but Ren Yisheng's control could only guide him; he did not become the man completely, nor could he acquire the man's memories and abilities.

After repeated unsuccessful attempts, he stumbled upon the method of controlling the thorns.

He manipulated the man to take a large step into the thicket of thorns. The thorns parted under his feet, and even the sharp thorns on them shifted to the left and right sides, allowing him to walk normally.

Anyone controlling the man's movement could easily traverse these poisonous thorn bushes.