Chapter 33: mind machine

Tu Bo is not annoyed, respectful to Hua Yuman said: "Master of flower language, this is the owner of the thing yesterday, you help divination look." He said that he took out the dilapidated treasure map of yesterday.
Hua Yuman sighed and summoned the petals to let the man choose, but the man refused to reach out and choose the petals. The scene was quiet for a while.
"What kind of tricks, Lao Tzu will also." He waved his hand, the petals falling on the ground all floated into the air, and also played a beautiful circle, changing various shapes, but more beautiful than Hua Yuman It is.
Hua Yuman was not angry. He smiled and summoned a petal flower and cut it directly on the man's neck. The petals immediately stained the man's blood. The pain in the neck immediately left the mask man.
Can someone in the world actually hurt him with a petal? This is impossible!
When he was worried, Hua Yuman summoned his own petals and the shabby treasure map. The hot pain from her eyebrows made her frown.
"Is it a curse? The people in your family actually live twenty years old. You still have twenty days and twenty."
Hua Yuman’s words made the mask man’s eyes wide open in horror. Is this gimmick really calculated? How can this be?
"You...what have you calculated?" The mask man’s tone was awkward and awkward.
"Take the treasure back, you don't have to die." Hua Yuman said coldly, looking at the mask man's eyes full of pity and an inexplicable resentment.
"If Laozi still has a treasure, he still has to die. Laozi’s first nineteen years have been used to find treasure."
Tu Bo first saw the wind festival and hair, and he quickly said: "Master of flower language, he did not find the treasure, how to go back, please express!"
Hua Yuman sighed with a sigh of relief: "Your ancestors lived on tombs, and your grandfather lie to you, not to find the treasure of this place, you don't have to die, but because he stole the treasure of this place. And touched the cursing organs in the cemetery, your family is within the blood of the nine generations, as long as you take the initiative to return things, this curse will disappear."
After listening to the wind festival, I cried for a while and laughed. It was like a madman. Obviously, I could not accept this fact. When it was 涂伯 or sensible, he quickly asked: "Can the flower master tell the so-called stolen treasure? Where is the cemetery?"
"If I am not mistaken, the place seems to be the Imperial Tomb. The so-called treasure should be the legendary nine-star chessboard."
"This..." Tu Bodun was stupid. Is this nine-star board not the favorite thing on the holy day? How could it be stolen from the underground palace?
Tu Bo returned to the thirteen emperor's house with a gray face, and returned to the thirteen emperors for the results of divination. The thirteen faces flashed a trace of surprise and immediately entered the palace.
Instead of going elsewhere, he went to the secret library in the palace. Soon, he found a book about the secret history of the emperors. It was really as the diviner said. As early as the Emperor Taizong, the nine-star chessboard had The wind was all over the place, and Zeng Taizu was still like it. After the collapse, the nine-star chess was buried together. However, during the emperor's reign, the imperial tomb was stolen and the nine-star chess board was lost until the father was recovered ten years ago.
In this way, the history that the girl Diviner said is true.
The father is also a person who loves chess. He deeply likes the nine-star board. It is unlikely to be given to others. However, stealing it is obviously not suitable. For a moment, he is also embarrassed.
The diviner really gave him a problem.
Right, divination? Thirteen of his face crossed a smudge.