Looking at Kang Shi who seemed to have been struck by lightning, Shen Tang was puzzled and asked cautiously: "Mr. Kang, is there something wrong?"
Kang Shi asked again: "How much is your family wealth?"
Shen Tang was asked about his sore spot.
She stubbornly insisted, trying to save her face: "I don't have much wealth now, but I will have it in the future..."
Kang Shi: “…”
His mood at this moment was even more desperate than when he had awakened the scholar's path. There were some things he didn't know whether he should tell Shen Tang.
Shen Tang suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Asked: "Mr. Kang, do you have anything to tell me?"
Kang Shi asked, "Are you lucky?"
Shen Tang: “???”
Kang Shi said again: "Do you know your own horoscope? I'll tell you a fortune. It would be best if you get the fate of a lonely star..."
Shen Tang: “???”
Question marks popped up on her forehead one after another.
Kang Shi slapped his thigh, his handsome face filled with indescribable strange emotions, and he said, "You're in big trouble!"
Shen Tang was more and more certain that Kang Shi had some mental problems, but he still responded patiently: "What's wrong with me?"
Kang Shi pointed at the dice cup and said, "Because you lost to me."
As we all know, his way of being a scholar is to "lose every time he gambles".
He can't win as long as it's a gamble.
However, this was also what Kang Shi intended.
Because the more he loses, the longer the "Scholar's Way" will be brewing and accumulating power, and the greater the probability of finding the "True Dragon". His current "Scholar's Way" is actually in a semi-sealed state. If Kang Shi wants it to be truly perfect, mature and feasible, he needs to find a lord.
The full activation of the "Way of the Sage" can change the outcome of a match.
For example, our army was surrounded and suppressed by the enemy and was at a great disadvantage.
He activated the "Way of the Scholar" and used the morale words of "Fight to the Last Thing". The remaining soldiers under his command could obtain a motivational effect several or even dozens of times greater than the normal "Fight to the Last Thing". Each of them became a brave warrior with considerable strength, and could turn the tide of the battle to the extreme if operated properly.
This is still the most conservative estimate.
Sounds impressive, right
The only drawback is that it is a bit useless for the lord, because if you want to change the established "loss", you must have enough "wins" - where do these "wins" come from? Anyway, it is far from enough to just lose a few games every now and then when you are in Kangshi, the big head still depends on the lord!
To put it more simply -
When in good health, it will impose a permanent luck weakening debuff on the future lord. If the lord is a fake "real dragon", he may be killed by it. If it is a real "real dragon", he will definitely not die, at most he will be unlucky, choking when drinking water, stepping on potholes when walking...
So, how to determine whether the lord is a "real dragon"
Kang Shi needs to make a gamble with the other party.
Those who lose to Kang Shi have a certain chance of being a "real dragon", but those who win Kang Shi are definitely not. Then again, how do we judge whether the person who loses to Kang Shi is a "real dragon" rather than a "fake dragon"
It just depends on whether he will be defeated by Kang Shi’s literati philosophy.
Anyway, the one who is killed is not the one.
therefore-
Kang Shi looked at Shen Tang with great hesitation.
Will he stay or not
What if I stay and kill someone
But what if this "real dragon" doesn't stay
Shen Tang suddenly felt a chill on his back and sneezed.
She rubbed her nose.
Is it an illusion
Why did she feel the temperature drop
To be on the safe side, Kang Shi decided to observe the situation for a while longer.
After all, the cost of activating his scribe's way is too high...
Gu Chi, who was forced to hear all the inner voices: "..."
This scholar named Kang Shi is actually Qi Shan's half-brother, right? Good guy, really good guy, if these two met together, which lord could withstand it
A cat with nine lives is not enough for the two of them to toss about—
"Ahh—"
Shen Tang's nose started to itch.
Sneeze after sneeze.
"Isn't Yuanliang saying bad things about me behind my back?"
This suspicion is very likely.
Gu Chi, who was forced to hear all the inner voices: "..."
He felt that Qi Yuanliang might be innocent. Shen Lang, turn around and look at Kang Shi, this guy is the real culprit!
The nights in early winter are always especially long.
Shen Tang couldn't help but take a short nap in the second half of the night.
When she woke up, the golden morning light outside the cave had already playfully kissed her eyelids, illuminating her long and thick eyelashes. Shen Tang's eyelids trembled, and she raised her hand to cover her eyes, then opened her eyelids sleepily: "Is it dawn?"
"Goro, are you awake? Wipe your face with water."
Chu Yao handed over a water bag.
It is filled with warm water of suitable temperature, perfect for washing your face.
Shen Tang saw Chu Yao clearly against the light, and saw that he was in much better spirits than last night, and his washed face was more energetic, so he finally felt relieved. While taking the water bag, he stood up and took out the handkerchief he carried with him, wet it, and wrung it dry with his palm.
He wiped it randomly and asked, "Is Wuhui okay?"
Chu Yao: "I feel much better after a night's sleep, but—"
Shen Tang asked: "Just what?"
Chu Yao's brows were filled with a bit of gloom and sorrow, and he said in a heavy tone: "Before dawn, two soldiers died because of their severe injuries and festering flesh... "
Shen Tang paused while wiping his face.
It felt like someone poured a bowl of extremely concentrated coptis water into my heart.
She asked, "Where's the body?"
Chu Yao said: "It has been buried."
The body could not be taken away or cremated, so it could only be buried deep on the spot in a simple grave.
Nameless and surnameless, he rests here forever.
This is the fate of many people born in this era.
Shen Tang was silent for a while, then said, "Bury it deeper."
If it was buried too shallowly, it might be dug out by hungry beasts in the forest. This was the only thing Shen Tang could do.
Chu Yao: “Yeah.”
Shen Tang asked again: "How many people are left now?"
"There are only forty-six people left." Chu Yao was prepared and tried to make his tone sound cheerful. "But fortunately, their injuries are not very serious. They will recover after resting. Banbu's injury has also stabilized and he will wake up today."
Shen Tang knew very well that this was the best outcome.
"How could Banbu be injured so badly? Who beat him?"
Chu Yao said: "Who else could it be? It's Gong Xichou."
If it were any other brave general, they might not be able to suppress the excited Gong Shuwu, but Gong Xichou was different, he basically suppressed Gong Shuwu. Fortunately, Gong Shuwu did not follow the example of Commander Yang and burn himself together, but retreated while the defeat was already certain.
Otherwise, Gong Shuwu would not be lying here, but buried in the soil. Shen Tang felt a dull pain in his head when he heard Chu Yao mention Gong Xichou. Gong Xichou was indeed a difficult figure, and he could not help but feel despair just thinking about it.
However, if the opponent is Gong Xichou—
Shen Tang smiled bitterly and consoled himself: "It's not too bad that I was able to survive Gong Xichou's hands."
There is always hope while one is alive.
But if you die, there is no hope at all.
Shen Tang said: "Pack up and return to the Alliance Army camp."
Chu Yao was about to agree, but he heard the words "alliance army".
He was stunned and asked: "Alliance Army?"
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