People sit in the southern sky and watch the ages

Chapter 46 No.1 in the world

"How can there be no resentment?"

Jin Buhuan also ate a wonton whole.

"I don't want to be a good rich man. I need to accompany you to fight for the world. If you are not careful, you will die without a place to bury you. In the future, you will not even have a descendant to worship."

"Haha." Cui Mingcang couldn't help laughing when he heard it was interesting.

Among these juniors, he likes Jin Buhuan the most, because Jin Buhuan doesn't regard him as No. 1 in the world, on the contrary, he has an extra person who can talk.

Jin Buhuan also knew that it was useless to dissuade Cui Cangming now.

Just like what my father said, in the entire five surnames in the south of the Yangtze River, I don't know how many people are looking forward to Cui Mingcang's taking this step, and to persuade Cui Mingcang to turn around is to make enemies of these people.

"Speaking of which, since you have made such a decision, how sure are you?"

As he said that, a small brass abacus appeared in his hand, and the pattern of the wild animal on it was golden red in color, as if it was about to come alive in the next moment.

Cui Mingcang shook his head, "Your little abacus can't be considered the general trend of the world, so don't waste your efforts."

He pondered for a moment and said, "Would you believe me if I said that I'm not sure?"

Jin Buhuan turned pale when he heard this, "You don't really want to play us to death, do you?"

Cui Mingcang looked displeased, "Am I the kind of person who is so bored that I play with my whole family to death?"

Jin Buhuan nodded affirmatively, "Yes, if you hadn't been bored back then and insisted on sailing on the Mingcang River, you wouldn't have played yourself half to death."

Cui Mingcang's face darkened, "This is doom, do you understand that it is doom?!"

"Forget it, I'm sorry you don't understand the three-story building."

"This competition for the world's luck has always had two outcomes, success and failure. How can we be sure?"

"Although I saw the opportunity, I didn't grasp it, so I wanted to fight for it."

"Fate?" Jin Buhuan asked curiously.

Cui Mingcang did not joke this time, and said solemnly, "Some time ago, when I was boating on the Mingcang River, I saw blue-purple clouds coming towards Longkou in the shape of a dragon and a tiger. When I was about to take a closer look, the clouds disappeared. So I saw an opportunity and didn't take it."

Another boat ride on the Mingcang River!

I hate Ming Cangjiang!
Jin Buhuan had no choice but to lower his head in contemplation, constantly flipping the abacus in his hand, as if he wanted to calculate what the blue-purple cloud was?

Cui Mingcang sneered, "Do you really want to count? With your skill, unless you are directly involved with the blue-purple cloud, or even planted karma, otherwise you won't be able to count in the next life. Just a little bit, a little bit."

Hearing this, the abacus in Jin Buhuan's hands stopped. Even though he wanted to fight for this opportunity, as his uncle said, the general trend of the world is beyond the reach of him, a little monk in the third floor. Woolen cloth.

He stopped, put away his abacus, and asked, "Longkoudu set up a mansion... Are you planning to divide Beizhou Mansion and Youshan Mansion into separate areas?"

"It's not very boring to do this." Cui Mingcang rolled his eyes, "Since I want to give it a go, how can it be interesting if the situation in this world remains the same?"

With some wonton soup in his hand, he outlined the general trend of the world on the slightly blackened wooden table. Jin Buhuan watched carefully. After Cui Mingcang had completely outlined the 49 prefectures in the world, his fingers did not stop, but continued to outline the Mongolian grassland and the East China Sea. Graphics of fifteen countries.

Longkoudu is thousands of miles east, which is the land of Yingzhou country in the East China Sea!
Jin Buhuan took a deep breath.

Cui Mingcang smiled complacently, "It's not the game itself that breaks the game. If others can't do that, and I, Cui Mingcang, do it, the game will naturally be broken."

"So you have a plan."

Jin Buhuan took a deep look at his uncle, and felt a little relieved in his heart. It was better to have a plan in his heart than to have no plan.

Cui Mingcang casually wiped the map on the table, and said, "Would you believe me if I said that I only thought of it in the past few days?"

"I don't believe it." Jin Buhuan shook his head viciously, "Ever since you cheated me of all the New Year's money, I swear, I won't believe the nonsense you say."

"Haha." Cui Mingcang laughed triumphantly, as if defrauding his nephew of the New Year's money was a great thing, "I was teaching you that the world is dangerous, it seems that you still haven't understood my good intentions all these years .”

When the two of them said this, it seemed that they had returned from the general trend of the world to the time back then.

Jin Buhuan suddenly asked, "Why didn't you help me back then?"

Cui Mingcang's smile was restrained, the pretty Danfeng's eyes were half-closed, and the spoon in his hand was randomly stirring the wontons, "I tried, but failed."

Failed? !

Jin Buhuan looked at Cui Mingcang in shock, his uncle who was number one in the world would fail sometimes?
"That incident back then was a temptation, but the target was not you, but me."

Cui Mingcang raised his head, he looked at the night sky, his gaze was extremely far away, and he looked at the capital city thousands of miles away from Tai'a, and he looked at the ninety-five city towers, where the lavender Ziwei dragon aura enveloped the palaces, But it can't block the bright moonlight above the palace, and the changing shades and waxes in the moonlight.

He sighed and said, "A good opponent."

Although Jin Buhuan couldn't see the changing cloudiness and waxing and waning in the moonlight, he could also see the bright last quarter moon.

Suddenly, his interest faded. It turned out that what he thought was a battle of spirits was just a mutual temptation between these big shots.

"Why did you lose?"

Jin Buhuan asked, although this sounded very unreasonable, but it was the truth for No.1 in the world.

How can No.1 in the world lose?
"How long has the Great Zhou established the country?"

Cui Mingcang suddenly asked back.

"Fifty-two years ago, the world changed drastically. The former dynasty was in chaos for three years, and then Emperor Wu established the country. It has been 52 years since then."

"49 years, long enough."

Cui Mingcang sighed and said, "With the luck of a country to support one person, even a pig can become a fairy."

"It turns out that there really are heavenly beings."

Hearing the news that this could change the world drastically, Jin Buhuan was not much shocked. There are countless amazing and talented people in this world. Although his uncle is the best in the world, he won the title of No.1 in the world.

But the matter of practice has never been a matter of short-term disputes.

"So this time you acted suddenly, not only because of the fleeting opportunity, but also the looming killing calamity. If you don't make a move at this time, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future?"

Jin Buhuan's heart kept sinking, he only felt that the moonlight in the sky was like an invisible heavy stone, and he dared not move an inch under the pressure.

Suddenly, Cui Mingcang in front of him stood up, with his hands behind his back, his tall figure completely blocked the bright moonlight, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tch, am I as unbearable as you say?"

"Even if a pig becomes a fairy, it's just a pig for people to kill and eat."

(End of this chapter)