But Fujiki Ichiro insisted on his own words, shook his head and said, "The sacred waves are clear, and the Mirage Pavilion is transformed into a city..."

This is a sentence taken from "The Consecration of Master Ding Returns to Annan", which means that there is a dragon called Mirage. The clouds and mist it swallows can be turned into castles and towers to allow people to live in.

"My, I have been immersed in Han culture for many years, have five learning tools, and are well-versed in prophecies and divinations. Zhou Dian knows everything..."

"Damn, the Chinese studies professors at Peking University dare not brag like this, right?" Hu Che didn't think he was bragging.

In fact, no one believes what Fujiki said, but after all, his knowledge is limited, and he also feels full of learning and learning.

"Records of the Grand Historian "The Book of Heavenly Officials" says: The sea and the weather turn into towers, the vast wild air make the palaces, the clouds and the various phenomena, the mountains, rivers, people and trees gather... In this way, it can be seen that the Mirage Dragon Painting City is not a legend of catching wind and shadows,"

Hu Shanshan was puzzled. Although what he said was well-founded, it inevitably made others feel that something was wrong, but there was no way to capture it.

Mirage is a mysterious existence in ancient legends. Some say it is Harry, which is a shellfish that lives in the ocean, some say it is a dragon, and some say it is a child born when the dragon and Harry had something unsightly...

Cai Sheng seemed to remember a page of memory deep in his memory, concentrating on thinking, and spoke: "I have seen it in an ancient article that snakes and pheasants mate in the first month. They gave birth to a very small egg, attracting thunder, and struck the eggs to escape. They developed snake shapes in dozens of meters underground. They nourished their bodies for three hundred years, transformed into shapes for three hundred years, and realized the truth for three hundred years. After thousands of years, the soil layers around them turned into rocks. The rock slopes were shocking and the sky turned into clouds and chased the moonlight. If the moon turned into dragons, they would turn into mirages..."

Hu Shanshan was so angry that she was not interested in listening. She was just superstitious about legends, but if they kept talking so seriously, it seemed that everything would come true.

Seeing that everyone was discussing the mirage, Hu Che moved to Zhang Shuaishuai and discussed, "Hey, Xiaoshuai, I want to discuss something with you."

Zhang Shuaishuai's grudged eyes swept across Hu Che in front of him, and always felt that he would take the initiative to find him, and there would be no good things.

Sure enough, Hu Che smiled and said, "You see, we are all a big group now. Do you want to share honor and disgrace and blessings?"

Seeing Hu Che say this, Zhang Shuaishuai's grudges were even stronger.

Hu Che patted the backpack in his arms and said with a smile: "You have half of the gold, do you want it?"

Zhang Shuishu suddenly realized that he wanted him to help share the weight. After all, it was more than 100 kilograms of gold, and it was a miracle to be brought here. It was obviously impossible for Hu Che to carry it out with his own strength. What's more, the situation has changed now, and the gold in his backpack may have to be confiscated and distributed. In this way, Hu Che no longer had the motivation to carry out gold before, and even felt it was unfair.

"Zhang Xiaoshuai, our team is a bit complicated now. Gold must not fall into the hands of foreigners. Cai Sheng has to take care of the injured Boss Hu. Da Shanshan is sick again, so I can only find you." Hu Che said, swallowing his throat, leaning close to his ears very seriously, and saying with a smile: "Don't you like Da Shanshan? Only with money and love can there be hope. You won't really not understand this, right?"

"Da Shanshan is not that kind of person." Zhang Shuishu retorted, without refusing or agreeing to share the gold, but in his eyes, Goddess Shan is sacred, noble and pure like a lotus. How could it be so secular?

Hu Shanshan leaned against Zhang Shuaishuai at this time and pretended to be asleep. She heard it accidentally. Although she was moved, she was a little crazy: I am really such a secular girl!

Seeing that Zhang Shuaishuai became stubborn, Hu Che rolled his eyes in contempt and said, "Okay, okay, I know that your Dashanshan has a good character and will not change the view of you because of whether you have money or not. But think about it, with money, you can buy her the best cosmetics, buy her high-end communities, and buy her Maserati... With money, your life will be materially guaranteed. You don't want to wait until you get married and work in different units to earn money, so that the cumbersome life will erase your hard-earned love!"

Hu Che in front of him seemed to have transformed into a love mentor, and persuasion also became a knowledgeable story to guide the view of love, which made Hu Shanshan, who closed her eyes and eavesdropped.

But Zhang Shuaishuai really couldn't help him. He shook his head with a firm look: "My love for Da Shanshan is pure and thorough. No matter how poor or rich you are, no matter whether you are busy or leisurely, you will not change because of anything..."

Hu Che in front of him was speechless, and Hu Shanshan was also covered in black lines when she eavesdropped.

Hu Che decided to give up and looked at Zhang Shuaishuai with glasses with pity. Finally, he knew why he could not catch up with his goddess yet. As expected, there must be something hateful about a pitiful person. This is not something that can be controlled by a sack of gold.

But being indifferent to gold made Hu Che admire him and sighed: "I finally know why you are not interested in gold anymore. At that time, I thought you were possessed by evil ghosts. Now it seems that evil ghosts are not as stupid as you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuishu frowned, held the glasses frame, looked at Hu Che and asked, "I almost forgot if you don't say it. What were you doing before? You actually wanted to stuff smelly socks into my mouth?"

"I thought you were possessed by an evil ghost!" Hu Che explained.

When Zhang Shuaishuai thought of stuffing smelly socks into his mouth, he became scared and a little nauseous.

"What does it mean to suspect that I am possessed by ghosts? Do you have to stuff your mouth with smelly socks? You can think of it... Besides, is it like I am possessed by ghosts?"

Zhang Shuishu said as he looked at Fujiki Huanichiro, "Mr. Fujiki, you are proficient in prophecies and divination, and you are the most knowledgeable person here. Please tell him what a ghost possession looks like."

Fujiki Ichiro was holding his round belly and closing his eyes to rest. He was woken up by Zhang Shuishu, and he was confused for a while.

He was unwilling to answer such questions, but he had bragged and could not deny it. He turned his eyes and said, "Uh... is it a ghost possessed? According to the records in the Records of Sou Shen and the Stories from a Chinese Studio, it is a manifestation of losing consciousness and being out of daily behavior. He will be crazy or stupid, shake his head and brain, speak incoherently, laugh or cry, drool, blink frequently, and have stiff limbs like walking dead..."

Zhang Shuaishuai was stunned for a moment, but still looked at Hu Che and raised his eyebrows: "Did you hear it? This is the symptom. Don't be self-righteous, otherwise you will only wrongly accuse your teammates and cause unnecessary emotional harm."

After saying that, when he saw Hu Che staring at him, Zhang Shuishu pushed unhappily: "What are you looking at? Are you listening to me?"

Hu Che showed horror, staring at the person behind Zhang Shuaishuai, and pointed his fingers tremblingly: "Look, shake your head and brain, speechless rounds, blink your eyes and drool... He was possessed by a ghost!"
Chapter completed!