Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu

Chapter 26: One-stop funeral services (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. The first round of competition is over, and there are thirty-two winners.

Next, the thirty-two people will be divided into two large groups, each with sixteen people, and will draw lots for a one-on-one competition. Only the top winners of the upper and lower groups can participate in the final. "

As the old Taoist priest announced the rules for the next round of competition, the contestants who had passed the first round began to whisper to each other, and the atmosphere became lively, with everyone praising the old Taoist priest for his good playing skills.

When Du Heng opened the note in his hand and looked at the name on it, a strange look appeared on his face.

Considering that he met three people from the Qiuzhen Society in the first competition, he realized that his lot might have been tampered by the old Taoist priest. So when he saw his opponent in the second round, his eyes unconsciously glanced towards the old Taoist priest.

But after thinking about it carefully, I shook my head. The second round is not like the first round. The players who advance are already determined and the draw depends on luck.

So, am I lucky or unlucky?

"Brother Heng, who is your opponent?" Zhang Chulan came over and asked.

"See for yourself!"

He casually handed the note over, and Zhang Chulan opened it and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"I'm Jia Zhengliang!"

Suddenly he thought of something, and with a wretched and treacherous look, he said in a sly voice: "Brother Heng, you've finally got this. He dared to act cool in front of you before, but now you can teach him a lesson and let him know what coolness means again."

"You're the one who got it, right? Besides, I'm not as impressive as you. It's said that you're Xiao Yan from the alien world, who can conquer the sky!" Du Heng smiled, his eyes full of teasing.

"Ahem, that was just a side job. Haha, I just cleared an obstacle."

"Don't take him for granted. He is not the fake master Jia Zhengyu. His object control technique can control twelve flying knives at the same time."

"I understand, I understand!" Zhang Chulan echoed.

But the meaning revealed by his expression clearly says: I trust you to do the job, no problem, boss!
At this time, Feng Xingtong and his brother came over, with friendly smiles on their faces, and asked, "Who did you draw?"

"Go up, Shan Shitong!"

"Next group, Jia Zhengliang, what about you?"

"Haha, you and he are really enemies. My luck is average too. I drew Wang Bing from the Wang family. But if I win, my opponent in the next round might be you, Brother Du." Feng Xingtong said, scratching his head.

This statement came out.

Du Heng's eyes flickered and even his brows furrowed.

changed!

With his intervention, the plot began to change.

I remember that Xing Tong was seriously injured when he met Wang Bing in the round of 16 and almost died on the spot.

Wang Bing, the great-grandson of Wang Ai, one of the Ten Lords, has been overly spoiled since childhood. He believes that he should get whatever he wants and anyone who tries to stop him is wrong. Once he cannot get what he wants, he will fall into madness and have ideas of destroying the world.

Of course, this is not the most important thing!
The most important thing is that the Wang family can also summon spirits and dispatch generals. This was learned from interrogation of Feng Zhenghao's grandfather Feng Tianyang. They can also use the method of subduing spirits, which seems to be much more powerful than Feng Zhenghao's family's method of summoning spirits and dispatching generals.

However, judging from the anime, the spirit-binding and general-sending skills passed down by Feng Tianyang to the Wang family were all somewhat weird, as if they were designed to trick the Wang family.

The simplest point is that only the spirit-binding function appears in the plot, while the dispatching of generals is not shown at all, which is totally inconsistent with the power that the Eight Great Techniques should reveal.

Thinking of the tragedy that Xing Tong was about to face, Du Heng solemnly reminded him, "Xing Tong, you must be extra careful in this competition. As Wang Ai's great-grandson, you have been spoiled since childhood and given everything you want. You can't be sure that he has other unknown tricks."

"Don't worry, I can also summon spirits and send generals!" Feng Xingtong said confidently.

What Du Heng was afraid of was his blind self-confidence, and he felt it necessary to warn him.

Otherwise, the same scene from the original plot would definitely appear - his throat was injured and he couldn't even say "admit defeat", and in the end he forcibly used the Pobao Qingfeng Order, causing the soul of the great master Wang Zizhong to fly away.

"That's what I'm worried about. You're overconfident in claiming to know the Eight Great Skills. You should know that in a duel between extraordinary people, the difference in hard power is not to be feared. What's to be feared is the unknown means. If you're not careful, you'll fall into their trap.

Just like when I fought with the three people from the Truth Seeking Society just now, I suffered a little loss because I didn't understand their methods.

And from what I understand, Wang Bing has an extreme personality and a tendency to abuse others.

So remember what I said, once you find that things are beyond your control, give up immediately. "

Feng Shayan, who was standing by, rarely saw him being serious, and realized that he was not joking, so she personally warned her brother.

"You should remember these words to me, too, to avoid being abused in public and becoming a laughing stock in the world." "Yeah yeah!"

After being warned by the two, Feng Xingtong finally put aside his contempt and decided to be careful in dealing with Wang Bing.

"Crack!"

At night, Du Heng closed the door gently, trying not to disturb others.

I looked up at the bright moonlight. It was a bright and breezy night, perfect for a visit.

The daytime is too "busy", and as the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, he has to be busy with everything.

As the younger generation, we should always have some tact and not cause trouble for others, right?
As soon as he went out, he saw half a head sticking out from a corner outside the yard, waving at him.

"Baby?"

Then he tiptoed over and asked in a low voice: "Baby, what are you doing here?"

Feng Baobao carried a shovel and said wittily: "Today I heard Feng Xingtong say that Zhang Chulan's opponent is a bit tough. I plan to bury him?"

Oh my god, I just remembered that Feng Baobao’s job is to bury people professionally!
"Did you succeed?"

"Not yet. I'm just about to go. Do you want to come with me?"

When Du Heng heard this, he scratched his cheek with his index finger and was a little tempted.

Of course, it’s not because I was cheated in the first round of drawing lots today that I don’t dare to see the old Taoist priest.

The main thing is, it’s late at night, the old master also needs to rest, and as the younger generation, we should have some understanding, right?
In addition, as someone Feng Baobao trusted, it was not a manly act to let a girl do such a "dangerous" thing.

Think of this!
He felt it necessary to give Feng Baobao some guidance, so he immediately took her to a quiet place.

"Baby, your operation is too crude. Burying a person may seem simple, but there is a lot of knowledge involved!"

"What's the science behind burying a person?" Feng Baobao blinked her bright and restrained eyes, with a confused and curious expression.

"You don't understand!"

Du Heng likes to teach others, and he began to explain: "In our industry, we can't just call it burying people. We have to have a professional term, called one-stop funeral services."

"Aren't they all the same?"

Seeing that she hadn't changed her mind, Du Heng put his hands on her shoulders and spoke earnestly, "There's a huge difference. If you tell outsiders that you buried people, they will definitely be hostile and look down on you.

But if you say it is a one-stop funeral service, people will think it sounds so high-sounding and impressive, and it looks very professional at first glance.

And professionalism is the best compliment to a profession, do you understand?"

"Hmm, I think I understand a little bit!"

"After talking about professionalism, we need to know how to do it? How to operate it? How to execute it? Only then can we appear professional.

Every industry has its own operating standards, just like the company's relevant articles of association, we also need to have our own set of standard process operations."

"It seems like I don't understand, but it feels so powerful." Feng Baobao said blankly.

"It's okay. I'll teach you step by step later." Du Heng waved his hand and continued teaching.

This picture gives people a sense of guilt as if a bad man abducted an underage girl.

"Our standard of conduct is the same as our slogan, which can be summed up in two sentences: sneak into the village quietly without firing a shot; leave after the work is done, hiding our achievements and fame."

"What should I do?" Feng Baobao was a little tempted, and he couldn't control the urge to dig a hole with the shovel on his shoulder.

"Remember, all actions must be under command!"

"Don't worry, they always say oh is stupid, but in fact oh is not stupid at all, most of the time they are very smart."

"Yes, yes, baby, you are the smartest." Du Heng followed up her words with a compliment, secretly saying that this girl's indirect cleverness had come back again.

"Let's go, take action!"

(End of this chapter)