Relatively speaking, Mr. Demon is more like dancing on the tip of a knife. He has been preparing for a short time, and he has not known the guests in the temple much as Zhong Tianxing. In addition, he only learned the deduction method he had learned secretly from the oil bottle. Several times of them almost showed his fuck because he guessed wrongly.

Liu Yanshi knew that the situation was serious, but he could only watch Shi Zuo and was anxious. The situation has now turned into a fierce battle between the two of them. Mr. Demon had no other way except to bite the bullet.

When Mr. Demon once again made the guest's fortune-telling and returned to his original place, Zhong Tianxing, who was sitting in the waiting table, stood up and said to him:

"Master Lan, according to this situation, we may not be able to decide the outcome until tomorrow."

Lan Silin said meaningfully, "Oh?" and looked at him with a smile: "So what?"

"We... determine the outcome in one game, how about it?" Zhong Tianxing put his hands into his sleeves and smiled calmly.

Liu Yan frowned slightly, thinking that Zhong Tianxing had obviously gained the upper hand, but he took the initiative to give up his advantage. There must be a fraud among them, so he went forward and pulled the corner of Mr. Demon's clothes, trying to remind him, but Mr. Demon shook his head and said in a low voice:

"It's not a solution to continue like this. Take one step at a time."

As he said that, he turned his head to Zhong Tianxing again and smiled:

"So what's your idea? Zhong Da Genius?"

Zhong Tianxing made a brief thought and pointed his hand outside the temple door:

"In this way, from the beginning, townsmen came in outside the door to tell fortunes one after another. This time we left the fate. When the next guest came in outside the door, they would tell fortunes one by one. Whoever calculates it correctly, even who wins, how about it?"

He sneered:

"A completely random object is fair to everyone, so no matter what the result is, no one has anything to say."

Mr. Demon turned his head slightly, looked at him with a deep sense, and shrugged:

"Okay. Let me tell you."

So, the two of them sat back on their chairs. The townsmen in the temple were talking softly, glanced at the gate of the temple from time to time, and were curious about who would determine the fate of these two masters.

When no one noticed, Zhong Tianxing, who was holding his chin and closing his eyes to rest, slowly showed a gloomy smile.

...

Outside the temple gate.

The sound of tapping on high heels sounded, and a woman with excellent figure walked to the temple.

As she stopped, she took out her cell phone, and the time on the screen jumped from 13:29 to 13:30.

She took off her sunglasses and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!