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Chapter 120: Stealing Qiushan’s Family, An Unexpected Happiness, a Happy Jade Fan.

What other eggs cannot be boiled? The yolks must be watery and have a strong fishy smell. He Xiu remembers the scene of fighting for eggs with his cousins ​​when he was a child. The old hens at his grandfather’s house really contributed to the nutrition of his childhood.

Speaking of whether there is a grandfather in this world, why don’t you go back to your hometown and have a look. If there is, there is. I don’t know what happened to my grandfather now. He seems to have been born not long after the Manchu Emperor abdicated. Well, he is the same as the current one. About the same age as myself.

Damn it, I wonder if he will treat me as a lunatic.

Grandpa was lame in one leg because of fighting the Japanese. Because of his lameness, he became an old bachelor. When he was almost forty, he used grain and soybeans to marry a wife, grandma. Thanks to the red arrangement.

Kuncheng Street Market!

The fortune teller's flag waved in the wind.

He Xiu saw the booth with guys' things, walked over, and sat down face to face.

As soon as the fortune teller saw that there was business, he quickly sat down and opened the fan in his hand, ready to fool this young man in leather clothes who looked rich. : "Hey, sir, I see you are extraordinary and wealthy. Do you want to read your palm or your face? I also have a bird test here. Do you want to do the math? I won't charge you for it."

He Xiu took a look at his personal affairs, and there were quite a lot of them. These charlatans were good and bad. Those who were really capable generally did not work in this line of work. They always helped people change their lives, and were punished by God.So what you see is either a liar or a big liar. : "Haha, sir, your skills are quite good."

"Hehe, that's right. I went north to Qingcheng Mountain to study. I'm not bragging to you. In the whole of Kuncheng, if anyone has the most accurate calculations, it is definitely Leslie Cheung."

"Well, Master Zhang, I want to inquire about something. I want to ask if there is a place called Xingyun Pavilion in this city."

When the fortune teller heard this, he had a mustache exactly like his own, stretched out his hand and squinted, frowning, looking understanding. "Um, please introduce me...!"

He Xiu threw over a piece of legal currency, and as soon as he collected the advantage, the fortune teller immediately put it into his pocket, pointed to the opposite side with a smile and said: "Hey, sir, you are asking the right person. Look, across the street, in that alley, there is a straight line." After walking a few hundred steps, there is a small courtyard on the left hand side, which is the Xingyun Pavilion where Sha Na Xie is cured."

"I see, then I wish Master Zhang a prosperous business and say goodbye!"

When the fortune teller saw He Xiu getting up and leaving, he waved his fan with a smile. He was naturally happy that he had a fortune today. : "Sir, walk slowly."

The alley is not big, and I can’t hold it open with both hands. All small alleys are like this at this time. The main street is relatively clean, but in this small alley, it is common to step on landmines, and there are also random dogs. of.

There were some women sitting outside some small doors, staring at He Xiu as if they wanted to eat people. Some of these people were so-called prostitutes.

He Xiu was too lazy to talk to them, even though they were all pitiful products of the times, just for a bite to eat.

A few hundred steps away, on the left hand side, I did see a small courtyard with a single courtyard. There was a plaque hanging at the door. The plaque with the three characters of Xingyun Pavilion was hanging on it.

General Tie was holding the door at the door. He Xiubai jumped over the wall and jumped in without any taboos. He kicked open the inner door, opened his eyesight, and scanned. After following a set of procedures, he looked extremely skilled.

There are a lot of widely circulated scriptures, but they are all thousands of volumes of fake scriptures, lengthy classical Chinese texts, dry and without any real substance.

I didn't find any valuable clues, but I did find something interesting. There was an ancient tomb under the small courtyard, which was very strange.

Could it be that the skills of the first head of Xingyun Pavilion came from here?
"Hmph! No matter what you do, you'll find out once you go down."

Summoning a skeleton, his two claws flew, and he opened a big hole in the bricks in the courtyard. He jumped in. The bottom was not blocked, and the air seemed to be flowing.It's just that it's rainy in the south, the groundwater is abundant and humid, and some small dark creatures are active in it.

However, the gadgets here are a bit bigger, which is very different from those in the north.

Qiu Shan returned to Qiujia'ao. According to the normal pace, he could not come back during the day. Kuncheng was closed under curfew at night. Even if he found something unusual and rushed back, his mortal body would not dare to fight against the gun in the sergeant's hand.

Spells are magical, but many small families are considered unparalleled if they have a complete set of unique skills.

With the ability to improve eyesight, you don't need to turn on the light, but you can see more clearly. After switching between several modes, you didn't find any traps, poisonous gas or the like.

The cave is not big. Seven or eight steps due north, a stone door opens, revealing a small underground cave courtyard.

The stone tablet next to the door reads: Wu Xuan nourishes the essence, concentrates the mind, silently explains the micro-vibration method, and understands the wonderful master.

Zuo Zhengyi, the Taoist Seal Secretary, was in charge of Taoist affairs in the capital.

It was obvious that one was given a title and the other was an official position. He seemed to be a big shot, but He Xiu had not studied the sages of the Taoist sect and could not find his record in his mind.

It seems that I have to go back to the mountain gate to study those seemingly useless records. I came across the secret realm of a purple-robed Taoist, but I didn't know who he was.

The layout is very much like a monk's living residence. There is a stone coffin in the middle, suspended by a copper chain, which also has some special meaning. Several stone sculptures, lifelike, are just ordinary stone sculptures around it.

The colors of the murals on the walls have long been blurred by moisture, but the carvings on the four corners can still be seen as being specially built for people in the Taoist sect.

On the stone carving desk, there is a jade carving fan, open and propped on the shelf. It is green and looks like a treasure at first glance. Maybe this is the legendary imperial green.

The carvings are simple and unpretentious, and the characters that look like oracle bones are so densely carved that they don't look like fonts at first glance. The lines are majestic, the atmosphere is restrained, and they shine with divine light like smoke and clouds.

"This is a rune!" It is said that Cangjie created the word "One Load of Millet" and spread it to the world. The remaining four liters were not passed down to the outside world and were left to Taoist priests to draw spells.

This rune was secretly encrypted by various sects and became an unrecognizable secret within a secret.

Most Taoist monks only know how to use it, but not its meaning. Once they understand one of the key points, that person's power in terms of characters far exceeds that of others.

Many talismans, in the eyes of outsiders, look like a mess. No one teaches them, and they have no idea how many words are hidden in this big mess of red words.

This is the so-called fake biography of tens of thousands of volumes, but only one word of the real biography. Most of them are fake lines, and many stories are attached to them, but the truth is often just hidden in it.

Hey, it's easy for me now. Take Wulei Mountain back and let the two old men have a look. They are old fritters and they must know more than me.

Shi Jian gave it up, what if he gave him his son? People's hearts are apart, and he would do anything for his son.

(End of this chapter)