Fake Dahunjun

Chapter 48 Eight Arrays in the Horse Farm

The monk raised his hand to dry a bowl of osmanthus wine, with full contempt on his face. "Cut, the second young master doesn't care where the money comes from, and the second young master only cares about money. The second young master refused to accept it because he was worried about what conditions the monk would make it difficult. Don't worry, the monk is willing to fund you. Don't care how I get the temple property. Anyway, this matter is settled. God knows that you know me, and there are no additional conditions!"

"But there is a saying that the little monk has to ask the second young master again. Do you really refuse to give a woman to the monk? Don't worry, the monk can lift his head and tell you that there will be many women in the future, more than the emperor who is about to return to the west, and they are all obedient, so you don't lack one, right? Besides, there are so many beautiful women in the world, no matter how great your skills are, you can't get them all!"

Yang Guang looked at him with extreme disdain, "There is no such thing. Don't mention it again in the future. But... But if you tell me the name of the woman you want now, maybe I will promise you with the strength of wine!"

I doubt the true surname of Yang Guang's words very much, but this is indeed the first time that Yang Guang has spit out, but he can't say this matter to death, "It's not that I don't say it, second young master, this is a natural..."

This time, he prepared in advance. Before he finished speaking, he held the wine bowl seven or eight meters away, but Yang Guang didn't seem to have any intention at all. On the contrary, he just waved his hand abnormally, "Forget it, come and have a drink. Although I am a little violent sometimes, remember that I will never hit you a second time in a day."

When the monk heard this, he was overjoyed and immediately came back to express his gratitude, "Thank you, second young master, for your generosity, do it, do it!"

But as soon as he drank half of the bowl of wine, Yang Guang's unfinished words came again, "However, if you say something in front of me once, I'm destined to beat you once. It's true that I don't hit you twice in a day, but you can count on the account, because I'm afraid that I can't control you to death for a while. There will be no more fun in the future!"

The monk was choked. He wasted half a bowl of such a good wine and quickly found his own steps. "Cough, cough, in fact, the little monk has been studying Zhuge Kongming's eight arrays recently. There is a small gain. It happens that a Weishui crosses the second young master's horse farm, and the eight arrays are just born from water. The little monk thinks that since he starts from scratch, then Why not build the horse farm in the way of eight arrays? On the surface, no one can see it just to raise horses, but behind their backs, they can train soldiers to practice arrays, and they can also defend against the enemy at critical moments. At that time, this suburban horse farm will really become the second young master's own base camp!"

"The little monk has thought about it. In fact, it is not difficult. The eight arrays of heaven, earth, wind, clouds, dragons, tigers, birds and snakes are just in eight directions. The eight arrays are set up into grass fields, stables, horse-taughtocks, horse drinking fields, horses and dragons, horses**, flying pigeon camps, and black snake camps!"

The front is easy to understand. The first six items are all horse-raising, and the flying pigeon camp replaces the current communication company, but is this black snake camp dry? What he wants to build and train is the shadow army shadow killer shadow bodyguard. The name of this black snake really sounds gloomy!

If you don't quit, the mysterious explanation immediately, "The black snake camp can't see the light and is responsible for assassination, just like the spirit snake hiding in the dark and ready to make a fatal blow at any time. The biggest effect is to clear the enemy leaders or hinder your progress!"

Yang Guang nodded to show that he understood that the monk would play a brocade guard for him first. This matter should be sincere, so there will be more colorful strokes in his Yang Guang's resume. First, he traveled through time, then the king, and then built the first royal brocade in Chinese history in the name of raising horses. Wei!

Then is it the prince's concubine, Zhang Lihua, and the red Buddha girl?

If you can't make it, you will become a friend and confidant with the first demon in front of you. As the saying goes, it is called annihire in confusion!

However, the monk's idea is really crazy. He actually wants to play the eight array map directly. Yang Guang naturally knows that this array is very famous. At first, there are eight arrays, but they can change according to time and place. In a blink of an eye, he can play eight, eighty-four tricks. And it is very suitable for defensive entry into the palace.

is the most common defensive counterattack on the football field.

To be honest, Yang Guang does not believe that this monk can do it. After all, it is doubtful whether Zhuge Liang's eight-array map has been passed down or not, unless he can directly produce evidence.

So he directly stretched out his hand and interrupted the endless prospect plan. "Wait, wait, how do you have Zhuge Kongming's eight array map? Do you remember correctly that your surname is Yuan?

He didn't quit for a while of embarrassment, but he couldn't help it at all. "The second young master didn't know anything. My ancestors were very close to the Zhuge family, so I got the eight arrays of the Zhuge family. This is absolutely true! If you don't believe it, I can show you the recorded silk book another day!"

Yang Guang was skeptical and said that it was true, but he couldn't believe it if he didn't quit and his ancestors' character. Even if there was a divine horse, it must have been a trap from his ancestors. However, he quickly laughed at his verbs. No matter how he got it, wouldn't it be better if it really existed?

It's good for him!

"I only believe in the truth. Let's wait for you to bring it!"

At this time, the little black man Zhang Hu and Yue Yunpeng had come back from the outside. They saw that the master and the monk were chatting vigorously and did not disturb them. They were all surrounded by the fire.

Du Meiyue is worthy of being born in a restaurant. The meals of the six people were quickly prepared. In fact, this is not dinner. It's basically a midnight snack, so the little black Zhang Huyue Yunpeng's food is particularly large, and Du Meiyue was ridiculed again. However, these three are all of the same virtue. When they see young women, they blush. They are obviously teasing them, and they also bow their heads and keep smiling.

Yang Guang didn't eat much. As long as the news of Yu Wenyun's death didn't come for a minute, he couldn't feel at ease for a moment. If he didn't quit, he didn't care about eating and drinking. Yue Yunpeng, who was known as a rice bucket, was stunned.

"This monk is so delicious, mother!"

The monk can tolerate the double oppression of Yang Guang and Du Meiyue, but he must not be bullied by a big old man. He immediately wants to fight with Yue Yunpeng. This is very lively. How can Yue Yunpeng be afraid of him? He didn't fight for a while and didn't dredge his muscles and bones. Look at his pig's head and get angry!

Because this pig-headed monk has wine to drink, but he has no wine to drink. In Du Meiyue's words, she has worked hard for a year to make such a little wine. She can't give alms to everyone and keep it for the second young master!

The two of them quickly showed their arms and rolled up their sleeves and went out to do it. The little black man Zhang Hu went to see the hustle and bustle to see how Yue Yunpeng cleaned up the little fairy.

Yang Guang didn't move. He seemed to fall into thinking again. He didn't move Du Meiyue. Yang Guang actually found a long time ago that as long as he had no special guest, Du Meiyue almost never left him 20 meters away, like a dog skin plaster.

"Aren't you afraid that the big black cat will kill the pig-headed monk?" She asked gloatingly.

Yang Guang didn't even raise his head, "Wait, the big black cat will come in as a pig's head in a while. Do you really think that sex monk is a vegetarian?"

Du Meiyue secretly smiled and said, "Ha ha, it seems that no ghost is more than you, the second young master of a rich family. But what's on your mind? It was already very strange for the Duke of Sui to come over. This pig-headed monk came again. I'm not at ease. I always feel that something is going to happen, and you can't reveal it?"

Yang Guang finally looked up and looked at her like a monster, "Hey, don't you really know how to be a servant? Otherwise, I will let Xiao Heizi teach you another day. If you don't ask, don't listen, don't listen, don't look at what the master commands, do it unconditionally immediately, you know!"