Super Golden Eye

Just out of two streets, Fang Yang's cell phone rang suddenly, an unfamiliar number he had never seen before!

There are not many people who know Fang Yang's call. It's already midnight, and I don't know what's in a hurry. After answering the phone, a familiar voice came: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Fang Yang?"

Fang Yang replied politely: "Sorry, please introduce yourself. I don't like talking to strangers."

"I'm Monk Zhou, on Jiangbei Antique Street? Did you forget that you bought a lot of small things from me?" Monk Zhou quickly reported to himself.

"Monk Zhou? I don't seem to have a deep impression." Fang Yang was vaguely impressed, but at the beginning of the antique street in Jiangbei, he basically made him go around. How could he remember all of them?

Unexpectedly, Fang Yang had no impression of himself at all. Monk Zhou was anxious: "Well, you still want to buy my wife's hair mound, do you remember?"

Fang Yang suddenly realized: "Oh, it was you! It's so late, wouldn't you always want me to have supper?"

Monk Zhou said generously: "As long as the little brother is willing to show his face, I can't ask for it! I'm afraid the little brother won't give face."

Fang Yang stopped teasing him: "Let's talk about it, what's the matter?"

Monk Zhou froze for a moment: "Speaking on the phone?"

Fang Yang said, "Well, my time is very tight. Let's talk on the phone."

Monk Zhou hesitated: "Little brother, this matter is very important. I don't know if I can talk in person? If it's not convenient for you, I can go to you."

Fang Yang rolled his eyes: "It's not impossible for you to come to me, it's just that **** mark..."

Since Fang Yang became a Feng Shui master, I have never seen any kind of spiritual creature with more aura than that piece of hair mound, absolutely good thing! Now that Fang Yang had such a good opportunity, Fang Yang would naturally not give up.

It seemed that Fang Yang would make such a request for a long time, and Monk Zhou immediately replied: "As long as the little brother does me a favor, Faqiu Yin will serve as his hands! If there is a truth, there will be thunder and thunder!"

"Oh? Then I don't know what you are going to help?" Fang Yang became somewhat interested.

From several contacts and conversations with Monk Zhou and the others, Fang Yang faintly guessed that they might be Faqiumen disciples who had long since retired.

Although the reputation is not so good, it can be regarded as a trader, no one cares more about vows than them. It seems that things are unusual for Monk Zhou to swear this heavy oath.

Monk Zhou said, "Are you in the hotel? I'll find you and show you something."

Since there is something to see, it must be inappropriate to make a call. Fang Yang thought for a while, and agreed, "Well, come over in fifteen minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yang returned to the hotel. As soon as I got back to the room and changed my clothes, there was a heavy knock on the door outside. Fang Yang went to open the door and saw Monk Zhou and his group of three walking in.

Monk Zhou seems to be extremely enthusiastic about Fang Yang, and he will have a bear hug when he meets. Fang Yang jumped aside in fright: "No, I have something to say, I don't want you to strangle me."

Monk Zhou scratched his head embarrassedly: "Hey, isn't it happy to see the little brother again! We have been waiting for you for a long time, if we can't wait for you, we are ready to give up."

Fang Suoyang greeted the three of them to sit down in the living room: "What can you do if you ask me?"

Monk Zhou did not regard himself as an outsider. After sitting down, he found a cup for himself and drank four or five cups of water. Then he put the cup down:

"Hoo~~ I’m so thirsty, little brother, I’ll give you a formal introduction. This is my wife Yang Fan. Next to me is my younger brother Fatty Wang. Everyone knows him. I came to you this time because I wanted to help Your ability, help us find something."

"Let me help you find something?" Fang Yangle said: "Brother, we are a business relationship. I don't seem to have any obligation to help you do things, right?"

Monk Zhou pointed to the other Qiu Yin on Yang Fan's waist: "Didn't we say that before, use that seal as a reward for you?"

Don't look at the familiar appearance of Monk Zhou, but Yang Fan felt a little uncomfortable. He was rubbing the corners of his clothes with his head down. Fatty Wang was also a little cautious, sitting there like a pupil.

Fang Yang glanced at him: "Since you came to me, you should also know that I am a small person. It is not guilty of committing such a thing.

I admit, that Faqiu Yin is indeed a good thing. I believe that as long as you pay a high price, you can still receive it. Don't say it's just copper, I'm afraid it's gold, right? "

"No, no, no, if you say that, then you're a layman." Monk Zhou looked like you didn't understand:

"If you say you can receive a similar seal, I believe it. If you can receive gold, I believe it. But I dare you to say that if you receive a hundred yuan, it can't compare to this piece of copper!"

Fang Yang became interested: "Then tell me, why can this piece of copper be worth a hundred pieces of gold?"

Monk Zhou drank his mouth water: "This also starts from the origin of our Faqiumen..."

The Patriarch of Faqiu was a Taoist who could not be called. The lay surnamed Liu, who was short in stature, and his ancestral bone reduction skills were practiced with proficiency.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, the Wei, Shu and Wu were divided into three parts, and the world was in chaos. But the Taoist occasionally saw Cao Mengde and was impressed by him, so he sent the first two disciples to follow and serve, but because of his advanced age, he went into the mountains to live in seclusion.

Later, I came across Chen Lin's essays and listed Cao Mengde's crimes, among which was the crime of Faqiu and Mojin. It is expected that the two disciples must have done the work of Faqiu and Mojin.

It is a great sin to disturb ghosts and gods, and humans and gods are angry. If the Taoist didn't stop, the two disciples were expelled from the teacher's door. Since then, these two disciples have also recorded their ancestors and appointed Cao Mengde as their ancestor.

One of the disciples was surnamed Yang, who was the originator of our Faqiu family. And this Qiu seal was given by Cao Mengde, the first party in the world to issue the Qiu seal.

It is said to be cast with the copper of the first mountain and tempered with the water of the yellow spring. Upper print: "Heavenly official blessing, there are no taboos." Eight characters. Known as a seal on the hand, all ghosts and gods are avoided.

This seal was destroyed in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty and has ceased to exist in the world. In fact, it's just because the world is afraid of sending Qiu's line.

Since ancient times, there are mainly four families of the Dudou sect, namely: Touching Jinmen, Moving Shanmen, Xilingmen, and Faqiumen. They are also known as Touching Lieutenant, Moving Mountain Taoist, Xiling Lishi, and Faqiu Tianguan .

There are seals on the hills, talisman for touching gold, techniques for moving mountains, and armors for unloading ridges. Each has its own magical powers. The only company that does not exclude the cooperation of those in power is Faqiumen.

Only in the Yongle period, after the initial honeymoon period, Emperor Yongle found that these guys were too good!

With just a glance around, he can accurately locate the buried tomb, which not only makes him feel terrified.

Faqiumen has been around for so long, and there are countless Dalings in the world, and they will only become fewer and fewer. If the tomb is robbed, don't you have to attack your ancestors?

Thinking that even his imperial tomb might be stolen by these Faqiu Heavenly Officials, Emperor Yongle couldn't help but get evil and grow out of his guts. He ordered Faqiu and his veins to be wiped out!

After the fierce battle, only a few guards escorted the last Faqiumen descendant to escape. Except that the party can prove the identity and issue the Qiu seal, there is nothing.

Faqiumen, once the most glorious and glorious for a time, suddenly disappeared from the eyes of the world, and no news was found.