Deconstruction is Weird

In Chu Dong's field of vision, what he saw was different from everyone else.

Every time the brain calculates a person, it will mark the change of fortune on their heads.

Sueji → Sueji

bad → good luck

There were more than 800 people, and most of them had the word "Moji" written on their heads, which showed that their fortunes were not affected, only the fortunes of those who could find Huang De's body would change.

Soon Chu Dong found a group of ten people whose fortunes changed the most.

Chu Dong heaved a sigh of relief, unlocked the Qimen, took out half of the Yishou Pill and swallowed it. Now as long as the Yishou Pill is needed, he will not overdraw his body, but the Yishou Pill is almost not enough.

Seeing this, Zhuge Yuan also sighed regretfully.

"There is indeed something in your spell body, but this kid doesn't have many longevity pills to eat, right?

What about figuring out where you died? "

Suddenly Zhuge Yuan was kicked out, and they turned their heads to see that it was Yang Yiqing.

"It annoys me to hear you talk!"

Zhuge Yuan looked confused, he didn't get along with these people, isn't it normal to say some sarcastic remarks?

Why did they kick the master, shouldn't they ask themselves?

But what Yang Yiqing was taught by Huang De was very simple, if people were not pleasing to the eye, it was over.

Zhu Rou rolled her eyes at Zhuge Yuan, took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, and threw it to Chu Dong.

"Boy, here we go!

You really paid attention to it. It was originally prepared for your master, but now it seems that he won't need it. "

Chu Dong opened the bottle and saw that there were ten Yishou pills.

Huang De's need for Yishou Dan is already very small, because his body is indeed aging to the limit, and it would be a waste to eat any more, but it can at least last two days of life.

Chu Dong didn't shirk, but looked at the three-dimensional map in front of him.

Three days later, Huang De will die in the barracks. He divides the ten people into ten areas again. He divides these ten places into those ten people. to whom.

With only ten people left, the calculation is much simpler.

Soon, the exact place of Huang De's death was found out, he died in his own camp, and no one else died, it was obviously an assassination.

[If the ancient officials are excluded, the greatest danger may come from the Yin Yang Division or Yunshang Kingdom]

If Huang De left here and came back, he must have messed with someone to put him in such danger, and the danger must have come from outside, not from Lin Mingfu.

If it is determined that it is an outsider, then everything will be well planned.

"Forcibly take Master out of here? Forget it!"

[Delay for one day, fortune will be cut off after four days]

"Then kill the assassin!"

Lin Mingfu is very remote, and the outsider is very conspicuous. He can use his own method to figure out this person, and even pinpoint the location and time.

Chu Dong drew a heavy mark in Lin Ming Mansion with a brush, and shouted to Yu Quan: "General Yu, I want eight people this time.

be quick!

I want a copy of the birthday horoscopes of everyone in the barracks. "

Zhu Rou couldn't understand it a little bit, and muttered to the side: "You apprentice, why are you talking about it, do you know fortune-telling?"

When Zhuge Yuan heard this, he was not happy. It was okay to ridicule Chu Dong, but Chu Dong's current behavior, in his opinion, was a god, and that was the top use of Qimen.

He retorted loudly: "What do you know, this kid is trying to fiddle with more than 800 numerology by himself, and he wants to push out Huang De's vitality in these 800 numerology changes!

This is using one's own strength, against the sky! "

Chu Dong's borrowing body to increase hardware can prevent him from overdrawing his body, and can also liberate his own body.

In this way, Chu Dong can use his own body to polish a gun by hand.

And the other eight people are his computer, he wants to calculate the place where the outsider appeared, and then kill him to cut off the source of this danger.

Soon, Chu Dong's computer room opened again, and Chu Dong's soul left his body. Eight ordinary people were used as the hardware, and eight hundred people's birthdays were entered into the Qimen, and various possibilities were calculated.

However, Chu Dong's body started to move on its own. Under the control of the brain, it polished the gun like a robot.

The gunpowder cannot be purified for the time being, so make a shotgun that is more powerful for melee combat.

The internal energy plan was delayed by him.

But this gave Chu Dong a new idea. His living soul can open strange doors. If he uses his soul to open strange doors and fights with his body, wouldn't he be able to fight in two?

It's just that his current living soul is too weak, and this is just an idea.

"Using these 800 people as the coordinates, search for strangers and outsiders in the city, Dongxiang, Haishi.

South Street, Youshi."

If that person had a ghost in his heart, as long as these people wanted to take them away for questioning, they would definitely get into trouble, and they would die on the spot. They died in three days, which meant that the outsider needed to live in the city for at least three days.

It was impossible for the other party to know that Huang De was in the barracks immediately, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why it took three days to die. These three days were the time for the assassin to find Huang De.

But this Lin Ming mansion is too big, Chu Dong may have hundreds of thousands of things to count.

There is no time in Qimen, Chu Dong can hardly feel the passage of time, he didn't leave the customs until the evening of the next day, at this time outside the tent, Zhu Rou and Yang Yiqing were waiting.

As they were getting closer and closer to their death, they began to panic.

[Eighty-six thousand paths, calculation completed]

[Preliminary confirmation of target location]

[Substitute and try to confirm again, bad luck, death]

【Substitution again, big murder, death】

"It's him, tonight! Wonton shop!"

Chu Dong changed eight people and assumed that they went to this place to investigate at this time, and all of them died in the end, which has ruled out the possibility of ordinary rogues.

Chu Dong stood up from the bathtub, put on his clothes, and picked up the crude musket that Zhinao spent 27 hours polishing with his hands.

This gun has only one shot now, and it is very troublesome to change the bullet. It is almost impossible to change the bullet during the battle. If it misses a shot, it is rubbish.

But if this shot hits, it is definitely not comparable to his bow and arrow.

When Chu Dong stepped out of the tent, he saw Zhu Rou and Yang Yiqing pacing non-stop at the door, so he was really counting on him.

Seeing Chu Dong come out, Zhu Rou was the first to come up.

"How about it, is there a way!"

Chu Dong patted the steel bow behind him, "I have a solution, follow me to kill someone, right now!"

Zhu Rou didn't even blink, and immediately agreed. Chu Dong also felt that there was no problem. Zhu Rou was a first-rank martial artist, and Yang Yiqing was a second-rank martial artist. Besides, who couldn't he kill?

The three rode into the city, it was getting late, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. Chu Dong came to the chaos store on South Street, which was the location he had calculated.

Chu Dong disguised himself as a mistress, using his intelligence brain to imitate the movements and temperament of a wonton stall owner. No one could tell the difference, and in order to look like him, Chu Dong even made himself some ashes to make up.