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These words were shouted out from Huang Kun's crotch, who was sleeping opposite to him. The crotch should have woke up in the middle of the night to pee, and as a result, when he landed, he discovered that the ground was covered with water.

After shouting twice, he suddenly stopped moving, and Huang Kun watched as he returned back to his bed and continued sleeping. However, Huang Kun could see very clearly that his crotch obviously needed to go to the toilet. However, after shouting that name, he looked in his direction, then immediately went silent and went to bed.

It was only then that Huang Kun realized that his body could not move. Huang Kun continued to sleep on the surface of the river. He still felt that his body was heavy, so heavy that he was unable to turn around.

Time had finally lasted until the sun rose. Only then did Huang Kun, who had been tormenting himself for an entire night, barely manage to fall asleep for a while. However, when he woke up, he saw his other three roommates standing beside his bed, staring at him, talking excitedly on his crotch.

Huang Kun sat up from the bed, and said to his hip: "I had a nightmare last night, did you see that?"

He shook his head and said, "I don't see any nightmares."

"But you said the ground was full of water?"

"The ground is indeed filled with water," he said, pointing to the ground, "Look, it's not even dry yet."

"You said," Huang Kun said, "that someone knocked over the bucket."

"Kun Ting," said his groin solemnly, "Since when did our dorm have a bucket!"

Huang Kun was confused, he sat on the bed and did not understand. However, the next thing he said with his crotch caused him to collapse even more.

"You were lying in bed last night with your eyes wide open." "I saw you were awake, but you didn't move."

"I can't move." Huang Kun explained, "I had a nightmare last night."

"You've got a ghost bed," said the crotch. "I saw at least seven or eight people lying on your quilts, all with dead faces."

Huang Kun looked at the blanket on him and realized that it was completely wet, as if he had just fished it out of the water. Huang Kun threw the blanket to the ground.

His crotch shouted, "Our dorm room was definitely haunted last night!"

The bodies of the sailors … Huang Kun finally understood that last night was not as simple as a nightmare.

"You've been involved." Huang Kun remembered what Wang Kunpeng had said to him.

Huang Kun rushed to the water surface, where he found Wang Kunpeng and Shen Dexu.

Wang Kunpeng and Shen Dexu must have known that Huang Kun would come back to find them. Looking at the relaxed expressions of the two old men, Huang Kun knew in his heart that one was in his early thirties and the other was in his forties. Both of them had prominent statuses. He was too young and couldn't even be considered a rookie in front of them.

"What happened to me last night," Huang Kun couldn't help but ask. "Do you all know?"

Wang Kunpeng called Huang Kun over with a smile, then patted his shoulder and said, "Huang Soongbai's thoughts are really deep, I didn't reveal anything in front of you."

Huang Soongbai was Huang Kun's grandfather. Huang Kun was even more clear in his heart that his grandfather was indeed extraordinary, to the point where even Wang Kunpeng was so concerned about him.

"The thing you provoked last night," Wang Kunpeng said, "came over with you from the boat. It's fine now."

Huang Kun said hesitantly: "You said there's nothing, then there's nothing. You didn't do anything."

Wang Kunpeng smiled even more, "Looks like you really don't know what I do."

Huang Kun asked: "Just what are you doing?"

Shen Dexu spoke up for Wang Kunpeng, "In Hubei, in terms of the ability to exorcise ghosts, if Dao Elder Wang says that he is second, no one would dare say that he is first."

"I really am not in first place." Wang Kunpeng no longer laughed, "The one who truly deserves to be number one, is the other one."

"The person who knew Sand Counting that you spoke of last time." Huang Kun immediately reacted.

Wang Kunpeng said, "Seems like I am not mistaken, you are smarter than me."

"Is there really someone who knows Sand Counting?" Shen Dexu said, "I have never heard of such a person!"

"He's my brother." Wang Kunpeng finally spoke the truth, "Just like Huang Chang, I have the art of deception in my name."

"There really is such a person!" Shen Dexu was so surprised that his face twisted.

Wang Kunpeng did not respond to Shen Dexu's question. Instead, he turned to Huang Kun and said, "Just now, I scattered the nine Water Ghost s on your back."

Huang Kun had just let out a sigh of relief when Wang Kunpeng said again, "But you still have two on you, I can't help you with this."

"Can't help, or can't help."

Wang Kunpeng hesitated for a while, "You have to find that person to help you. I don't care. "

"Why would he want to help me?" Huang Kun asked.

"Because you are Huang Soongbai's grandson," Wang Kunpeng said. "You have to be his disciple so he will help you."

"Sand Counting, Sand Counting." Shen Dexu was still muttering to himself, "There really is someone who knows of Sand Counting, and it's in this city."

"What kind of spell is the Sand Counting?" Huang Kun asked.

Wang Kunpeng and Shen Dexu looked at each other and smiled. In the end, it was Wang Kunpeng who explained.

The arithmetic of art of deception, had already been mentioned before, were respectively water, dials, looking at wax, and listening to strings. These four kinds of arithmetic, the other sects all knew it. However, only the Sand Counting s remained within the art of deception, and no one used them. There was only one person who could create a Sand Counting, and that was the person who had created the technique.

This person was Dao Yan, commonly known as Yao Guangxiao.

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Dao Yan was the state advisor of the Emperor Yongle, regardless if it was the history of Taoism or the official history of China, this person was an extremely awesome person. Although he knew Dao arts, he was still a monk. And his master was Xi Yingzhen, while Xi Yingzhen was the art of deception's managerial personnel at the beginning and end of the Ming Dynasty.

Back then, when Xi Yingzhen operated the art of deception, he rose up in the chaotic world at the end of the era. His achievements were also extraordinary, but he met the nemesis of fate, the orthodox disciple of the Daoist Sect, Liu Ji. At that time, the art of deception's Spirit Summoner Xi Yingzhen, the Great Mage of the Daoist Sect Liu Ji was the most capable two Warlocks.

only helped the King of Han Chen You Liang, while Liu Ji helped Wu Wang Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen You were both chosen ones, it was just that at the wrong time, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger were both fighting for the rights of the world. In the end, Azure Dragon Zhu Yuanzhang defeated Chen You Liang and established the Ming dynasty. The history official of the Ming dynasty deliberately cut off the records of Chen You Liang and Xi Yingzhen, but he still had a detailed record of Liu Ji's achievements. Hence, the future generations actually did not know how powerful Xi Yingzhen was.

But the truly most powerful state advisor in the Ming Dynasty was Xi Yingzhen's disciple, Dao Yan, who used his own actions to avenge Xi Yingzhen.

The matter started from Xi Yingzhen and Liu Ji's final showdown — — Poyang Lake's water battle.

On the surface of the lake, there were hundreds of different sized battleships, and most of them were filled with raging fire. Tens of thousands of soldiers were killing each other on the warship. There were no more tactics left to be used. Everyone's eyes were bloodshot, their sockets like the red waters of a lake.

Everything was in chaos.

Countless sharp arrows were flying in the air, and countless people were fighting for their lives. However, there was one arrow among the hundreds of thousands of people that accurately hit a person in the head. This almost non-existent coincidence ended the war.

Poyang Lake War, Zhu Yuanzhang obtained complete victory.

Xi Yingzhen looked at Liu Ji. A eight trigram diagram laid between the two of them. The eight trigram diagram was formed using a candle flame, and now all the candles on Xi Yingzhen's side had been extinguished. Xi Yingzhen's hair was let down, he was stunned for a long time, then used the wooden sword in her hand to stab into his left eye. Liu Ji kept the fan in his hand, "You lose."

"That might not necessarily be the case," Xi Yingzhen said. "It hasn't reached that day yet."

"The world is named Zhu now." Liu Ji said, "The number one strategist in this world is me."

"I will win." Xi Yingzhen was not convinced, "It's just that you didn't see the day I won."

"Zhang Shicheng is also finished," Liu Ji said, "The only ones that can rule the entire world are you and me, King of Han and Wu Wang, Zhang Shicheng will not accept you."

"They say you can look at it for eight hundred years," Xi Yingzhen gritted his teeth as he said, "Unfortunately, you look too far. I can't see myself or the decades to come. "

"There are only people in this world who remember me," Liu Ji began to smile, "They won't remember you, and they won't remember the art of deception either."

"Not necessarily." Xi Yingzhen said, "I can't win against you, but my successor will make all of your efforts come to naught."

"Is there really such a person?" Liu Ji said, "I would actually like to see who he is?"

"He's hiding," Xi Yingzhen laughed, blood flowed on his face, he looked extremely sinister, "When you die, he'll come out."

Liu Ji's face was deathly pale, and he indeed could not see it.