Chapter 471

"This... Seems to be..."

Zhang Jing's cognitive concept of the world has been completely destroyed in just a few hours today.

If someone told her at this time that the earth is square, she might have to hesitate for a while.

Before those gods and ghosts, even if they appeared as stories and movies, they seemed childish to her.

But unexpectedly, she today

"But what is the connection between the Millennium ginseng and this strange and broken temple?"

Ye Wuji asked curiously.

Although he knew something clearly in his heart, he still showed a strong interest in the strange things Mao Yizhu said.

At least it sounds like a story.

"It's mysterious. Burn up the fire. I'll tell you slowly. I'm sure it's more evil than any fantasy story you've heard."

Mao Yizhu was also in high spirits when he mentioned it. He poked a dead branch into the fire and said, "you may have heard that the old ginseng has to turn into a man."

"It sounds weird. I tell you now, it's not a story, but a real thing."

"The ginseng I'm looking for has lived for thousands of years. It must have turned into an adult long ago."

"It's even more difficult and almost impossible to find it in an ordinary way."

"So if you want to catch it, you have to use special methods. You have to wait until it turns into an adult and take the initiative to come to the door."

As Mao Yizhu spoke, he took out some fruits and pig meat from his backpack, as well as some incense candles, yellow symbols and other things, and lined them up on the ground one by one.

"Are you going to use these things to lead the mountain cucumber?"

Zhang Jing sat on the ground with her hands around her knees, as if she had a strong interest in what Mao Yizhu said.

"I can only try. If it were so simple, it would have been taken away."

As Mao Yizhu fiddled with the incense and fruit on the ground, he said, "these things are just a guide. The most difficult thing is to know where they are."

"The second is where this thing usually appears. It is extremely dangerous. Otherwise, it is impossible to live hundreds or thousands of years without being discovered."

Zhang Jing nodded after listening, "this is very logical, but there is still a loophole here."

"If this thing has grown for more than a hundred years, it will be regarded as a baby. It will last for a hundred to a thousand years, with a full nine hundred years in the middle."

"Has no one met these two conditions at the same time in the past 900 years?"

Ye Wuji and Chen Xiaozui nodded one after another, and they also had the same questions in their hearts.

Mao Yizhu fiddled with the pile of things on the ground, then raised his head and showed a particularly proud smile, "of course, it's not that simple. In addition to the first two conditions, the most important one is the third condition."

"If you want to attract the attention of that thing, you have to send out a special signal."

"This signal can be understood as telepathy. Everyone has his own unique magnetic field."

"Some magnetic fields are mutually exclusive, some attract each other, and most of them are irrelevant."

"It is precisely because of these magnetic fields that human beings have so many love and hatred. For example, some people can feel like old friends at first sight, which makes people feel very kind."

"And some first impressions are particularly bad. They repel and attract each other. These are actually caused by the magnetic field."

"Similarly, human magnetic field can resonate with people, animals and plants."

"Some people like cats, some like dogs, some even like snakes and spiders, and some people love flowers. These are all magnetic resonance phenomena."

"The more rare and unique things are, the more difficult it is to resonate with human beings. For example, the Millennium ginseng."

Ye Wuji is particularly interested in Mao Yizhu's novel theory. It seems to be nonsense, but it seems to be so reasonable when you think about it carefully.

"You mean you can resonate with that thousand year old ginseng?"

Ye Wuji asked curiously.

Mao Yizhu raised his chin proudly. "We Maos have the ability to deal with ghosts since we were born."

"Over time, a special magnetic field will be generated on the body. This magnetic field will feel very kind to some things."

"Precious ginseng and human beings are natural enemies, so they don't like the taste of human beings. They will hide away when they see human beings."

"But I'm different. My body is flowing with the blood of the Mao family and emits a magnetic field that makes those spirits like."

"So the same tribute, put out by my hand, will be particularly sweet for those things, ha ha!"

"Look at your cow."

Zhang Jing turned her eyes at Mao Yizhu, and then seemed to think of something. She asked carefully, "won't there be any danger?"

"Well... I'll talk about it later. By the way, I brought playing cards out. It won't come out until two o'clock in the evening. It's still early. We don't want to have a circle of cattle."

Mao Yizhu excitedly took out a pair of playing cards from his backpack. Ye Wuji and others also felt bored, so they gathered together to play a playing card game called Niuniu.

They were all rich people, so they had a lot of fun and the time passed quickly. It was early in the morning unknowingly.

"Grass, don't play, don't play, you're too lucky."

Mao Yizhu lost and screamed, making Ye Wuji and others laugh.

"Mao Yizhu, you let me play this poker, and you set the bet. Don't cheat on this money."

Chen Xiaozui giggled at Mao Yizhu's flushed face, waving the account sheet in his hand.

At the beginning, Chen Xiaozui originally proposed that we could play a little smaller and focus on entertainment.

As a result, Mao Yizhu said that he was too young to lift his spirits, so he set a particularly large number.

As a result, after a few hours, Mao Yizhu owed three people ranging from 50 million to 80 million, which added up to nearly 200 million.

Of course, Chen Xiaozui and others will not really take the money seriously, but just make fun of it as a joke.

"Who am I, Mao Yizhu? I can cheat."

Mao Yizhu took out a dark purple bank card with Phnom Penh in his arms and said, "there's no signal on it. You can't transfer money."

"After going down the mountain, take this card and brush as much as you owe."

Zhang Jing and Chen Xiaozui looked at the purple card and felt a little strange.

After the reaction, Zhang Jing laughed and said, "Mao Yizhu, Mao Yizhu, you really played, didn't you?"

"What kind of card is this? I never knew there was a bank card with this shape. Even if you boast, take a decent one."

As the eldest lady of the Li family, Zhang Jing is naturally well-informed. At a glance, she can see that the card is by no means like a bank card.

"Saar Treasury has VIP funds, with an overdraft amount of 1 billion, which can be withdrawn from any bank in the world. It is the ceiling of the financial card."

At this time, ye Wuji's faint voice suddenly came from the side.