He was carrying a few small medicine bags in his hand and bought a few sesame and fired with dried lotus leaves and fine wheat straw. Nalan, who was hooked on his little finger, just walked into his yard when he was shocked by two men lying on the dry pond!

From going out to returning home, it was only an hour at most. Master Na Jiu had already taken off his clothes and wore a pair of calf shorts. He held a shepherd's grass in one hand and lay on the thick wooden board on the dry pond with a font. He kept isolating the scorpions that were about to fight together.

On the other end of the thick wooden board with a font shape of "美", the leopard, which also took off the leftover pair of calf shorts, was also waving the two shepherd's grass in his hand, and drew out one palm-sized square after another on the newly sprinkled subsoil in the dry pond, in order to block the smell left by the scorpion crawling.

He glanced at Nalan who was standing at the door from the corner of his eyes. Master Najiu shouted in a muffled voice: "Come in quickly and close the door! My old daughter, you have been relying on you for eating, drinking, urinating, sleeping with your senior brother these days, as well as making medicine, making medicine and finding wild scorpions!"

Subconsciously crossed the threshold, Nalan closed the yard gate with her backhand, and shouted to Master Na Jiu who was holding the shepherd's grass in his hand and stared at him, "Dad, you are...what is this?"

Suppressing the tension and excitement in his heart, Master Na Jiu shouted in a muffled voice: "This time... your father is lucky! Things that have not been mentioned in the "Eight Methods of Raising Scorpions" can actually make your father meet - a pot of double tying! My old daughter, your father has been willing to sacrifice in the past seven days!"

Frowning, Nalan was stunned for a moment and came to her senses, staring in surprise: "Are you going to...being angry?"

Waving the shepherd's grass in his hand, Na Jiuye separated the two scorpions that were about to hit together again: "In the formula for fighting beasts in the Fire Master Gate, there are seven dogs, monkeys, eight eagles, fifteen, and the scorpion will be found in three days! There are a few words on the fragment of the strange beast picture in your father's hand, saying that the scorpion will be seven days..."

Obviously, I had seen the fragment of the strange beast picture, Nalan couldn't help but say anxiously: "But after these seven days, people must keep holding shepherd's grass to separate the scorpions that want to fight together, and they have to constantly catch wild scorpions from outside and feed those scorpions! The fragments of the strange beast picture are written - the seven-killing scorpions in the previous Qing Dynasty, and ninety-eighty-one people took turns to fight in the fire gate. In the end, one of them was still unstoppable and destroyed the seven-killing scorpions with one pliers..."

He slowly drew a small square the size of a palm on the base soil in the dry pond. Xiang Youbao was not in a hurry at all. He slowly followed Nalan's words and said: "What are the ninety-nine and eighty-one people taking turns to serve the Seven Killing Scorpions? That is, the players in the Huozhengmen were holding a piece of soothing to coax people! In the Qing Dynasty, there were only about thirty people in the Huozhengmen, and the master and apprentices, as well as those who worked in the fire, which brought together only about thirty people!"

After walking a few steps in a hurry, Nalan Haoxuan smashed the small medicine bag in his hand on Xiang Youbao's backbone: "You understand? You can accomplish something?" Even if there were no ninety-nine people in the Huozheng Gate to serve the Seven Killing Scorpion, we are just the three of us..."

Before Nalan finished speaking, Xiang Youbao had already raised his body from the thick wooden board and shouted to Master Na Jiu who was busy on the other side of the wooden board: "Uncle Master, I have done this, please drive those scorpions over slowly!"

With a silence, Master Na Jiu waved the shepherd's grass in his hand and followed the crawling route of the scorpions, gradually drove the scorpions that would occasionally hit a piece to the side of the dry pond where the leopards were drawn out of the square.

It's strange that the fighting scorpions who were still looking for the fighting scorpions of the same kind had just been searching for them to slowly become quiet after climbing into the range of the small squares. Especially when climbing through the straight lines that were leopards, even the most outstanding fighting scorpions at the two ends became cautious. After a long time of temptation, they would enter the next square and repeat the temptation again, but they turned a blind eye to the peers who were close to each other.

Jumping to another thick wooden board, Xiang Youbao continued to wave the shepherd's grass in his hand, drawing a uniform square on the subsoil that had just been sprinkled, while squeezing his eyes at Nalan, who was stunned by the dry pond: "The picture of the strange beast is not written, and the path that the insects walked by is smelled of their own?"

Nalan opened her mouth and was about to retort, as if she suddenly realized something. She snorted gently, turned around and walked towards the kitchen: "I don't know anything like you in a crooked way?"

Staring at Nalan's back, Xiang Youbao nodded slightly, and smiled at Master Na Jiu who had just freed his hand to wipe his sweat, "I can't tell, my junior sister's mind is really awake! I just said the first half of my sentence, and I guess my junior sister has figured out what I am doing?!"

He nodded with some relief, but immediately shook his head with a little regret. Master Na Jiu sat cross-legged onto the thick wooden board, staring at the scorpions who were slamming around in the small square and said, "What a pity... the female scorpion can't go to the stage! If I have a son..."

In response to Master Na Jiu's not loud muttering, a muffled sound of a kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board suddenly came from the kitchen: "Then you can find a son to call him!"

He quickly changed into a flattering smiley face, and Master Na Jiu shouted to the kitchen: "My old daughter, just think that your biological father has drunk too much, is it okay? If this is gone, my old daughter who knows the cold and the heat will love others..."

Carrying a pot of steaming jasmine Gaomo'er tea, Nalan walked out of the kitchen with a angrily anger and placed the teapot, tea bowl and the sesame fire he had just bought home next to the dry pond: "If you think that good things can fill your stomach, don't eat it!"

After drawing the last few small squares with shepherd's grass in a few seconds, Xiang Youbao jumped up from the thick wooden board quickly, grabbed the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for Master Na Jiu who was smiling: "Why would you say that my junior sister would love people? I know that you have been busy all morning, and you didn't have to make teeth when you go out, and you didn't forget to buy you a fire pad to your belly..."

He looked at Nalan, who was still tense with his face. Xiang Youbao grinned at Nalan with a flattering smile: "Junior sister, in this pot of tea... you haven't forgotten to put senna leaves, right?"

After glanced at Xiang Youbao's strange smile on his face, and then looked at Xiang Youbao holding his stomach intentionally or unintentionally and grimaced. Nalan finally couldn't hold back her face and burst out laughing: "You can only figure it out, take the cottage and chat with people..."

Just ate two sesame seeds in one breath with hot tea. Master Na Jiu sighed with satisfaction and glanced at his daughter who had a smile beside him in a doting way: "If I can do this every day, I will be at ease..."

Gorgeously eating sesame, Xiang Youbao pointed back at the scorpion crawling in the dry pond, and responded vaguely: "This kind of day is not far away, and it will come after this autumn insect meeting! At that time, with the seven killing scorpion we served, we will pay the debt of the Debel donkey rolling over first, and I guess there will be a lot left?"

Looking up at Xiang Youbao squatting beside him, Master Na Jiu pondered and added a bowl of hot tea for himself: "This is really a hope! But... Among the players who serve scorpions in Sijiu City, there must be six famous and surnamed players. And I heard... The Qi family of Deshengmen found thirty-six southern scorpions from the deep mountains and forests of Yunnan this year, and was eager to get the insect king of this year's autumn insect club!"

As her eyes narrowed, Xiang Youbao couldn't help but shouted in surprise: "The Southern Scorpion is very venomous and has always been known as a sword to seal the throat! But in terms of size and weight, the Southern Scorpion is also relatively small... Master said that no one had fought with the Southern Scorpion back then, but he didn't win many times..."

Sitting in a sip of hot tea, Master Na Jiu nodded in agreement: "In the past few years, the Deshengmen Qi family has invested a lot of money on the Nanscorpion! The Nanscorpion who appeared at the autumn insect meeting of the year before yesterday failed to get off. But last year... what was the way my daughter did last year?"

As if you know it, Nalan held his finger and said, "Last year's Autumn Bug Meeting, the southern scorpion of Deshengmen's Qi family won six consecutive games, and only lost to the scorpion at Debele in the seventh game that was served with some gold and stone! But the southern scorpion that went to the eighth game won six games in a row, which made a Hejian player's scorpion break his tail for the clamp!"

He used the shepherd's grass in his hand to re-pair the small square that was crawled by the scorpion. Xiang Youbao frowned and said, "At the Qiuzhu Club, each player can bring two scorpions into battle. But the Qi family of Deshengmen found thirty-six scorpions from Yunnan at one time... This method is not right, right?"

Sucking his lips, Na Jiuye nodded in contemplation: "Dishengmen Qi's family is rich and powerful, is it possible... This year, in order to win a worm king, the Deshengmen Qi's family plans to surround Qiu Chonghui Club?"

Looking up at Xiang Youbao with a confused look on his face, Na Jiuye sighed slightly: "The water in this autumn insect club is so deep! I heard from the old man in the door that in the late Qing Dynasty, in order to win the title of the insect king, a player with a fighting spirit found a hundred people to act as players in one breath. One person divided two fighting scorpions into the hands of the autumn insect club. After a round of battle, if it weren't for the fact that there was a fighting scorpion in the Huozheng Gate that year, the autumn insect club would have really won the first prize!"

With his fingers in his arms, Xiang Youyou, sitting next to the dry pond, counted and said, "The Qi family of Deshengmen, Debeile, and the players who served the scorpion you just said just now are all included. Everyone can be considered a hurdle. Every family may hold the scorpion that has a winning face in their hands! Since that's the case...what are we going to do it? Just slap all the scorpion we serve with with one shoe, and then even if the number Na Jiuye is gone in the Huozhengmen..."

With his eyes widened, Master Na Jiu stared at Xiang Youbao fiercely and shouted: "Boy, are you using the provocation method with your uncle?"

He pointed to the kitchen indifferently, and Xiang Youbao thorned his arms and shouted, "One sheep is to drive, two sheep are also to put itch! It is said that too many lice are not itchy, and too much debt is not to worry about it. Uncle Master, you are sitting here until your hair is white. At the autumn insect meeting, you have to rely on the scorpion fighting at our hands to fight at one time, right? If you have time to think about these useless things, it is better to spend time to think about how we can serve our scorpion fighting at our hands!"

He nodded heavily, and Nalan agreed with Xiang Youbao's words and said, "It's really reasonable! The people who serve insects in the Huozheng Gate had their own ways back then, let alone those players with external ways? Zuo just took the scorpion to fight one by one. It would be best if he lost. If he really wanted to lose, at worst I would serve you to the living place outside the city wall!"

He glared at Xiang Youbao, then turned around and looked at his daughter standing beside him. Master Na Jiu smiled helplessly and shook his head: "It's really the older the world, the less courageous you are... Well, the word "win or lose" is just a word! I will fight hard and I, Na Jiu, can be considered as worthy of the ancestor! My old daughter, prepare the medicine stove and let's start the furnace and boil the medicine!"

He chuckled with his lips and Nalan turned his finger to the kitchen where smoke was emitting: "Where is there any need to wait for your instructions? I just cleaned the stove and was snuggling on the stove to get rid of the water vapor!"

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Chapter completed!