entertainment teacher

Chapter 82 Ji Xi
"Fatty man, did you see which direction your cousin ran?" A well-groomed woman with a round face, willow eyebrows, a sportswear, and a machete in her hand ran up to them.

Looking at the machete in the woman's hand, Fang Nian backed away from Fang Xie with some fear.

"Um, cousin, go there! He ran over there." The fat man pointed to the side where Zhizhi Wu disappeared, and said, "He's gone to heaven, you can't catch up with me, cousin sister-in-law."

"Damn Nan Wu, didn't he just tell him to marry his old lady! It's necessary to hide from my old lady!" The woman raised the machete in her hand and cursed, then glanced around.

Seeing that there was a child present, she smiled awkwardly, put down the machete in embarrassment, and put it behind her. Seeing someone she didn't know beside the fat man, the woman seemed unwilling to disturb her, and sighed: "If your brother finds you, you tell him, I want to have a good talk with him."

"Oh, good." Fatty nodded.

"Goodbye, Auntie Xiaoxuan." Watching the woman leave, Xiao Xingzi shook her hand.

"Goodbye, little Xingzi." The woman forced a smile, and anyone could see the loneliness on her face.

After the woman leaves.

Fang Jie asked, "This? What's going on?"

The fat man spread his hands: "My cousin drank too much at the bar and fucked someone else. Who knew this was the first time for this woman, and then this woman has been chasing my cousin and won't let go."

"Isn't your old cousin unwilling to take responsibility?" Fang Jie frowned and asked. It doesn't look good when someone else is unwilling to take responsibility.

"He is willing, but he is willing to do so. It's just that a cultivator pays attention to following one's heart. He said he didn't want to get married too early, but that woman was too tight, so he avoided her all the time." The fat man said helplessly. Fatty also knew that it was his old cousin's fault, but he couldn't control one willing to fight and the other willing to suffer.

"Let's not talk about this, let's talk about why you came to H city to find me this time?" The fat man asked curiously, the matter of graduating from university is definitely not the point, the fat man can feel it.

"Take me to find a sword." Fang Jie nodded and looked around: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's talk when we go back."

The four of them returned to Fatty's stone house. The area around the stone house was very empty and it was impossible for anyone to eavesdrop here.

Xiao Xingzi took Fang Nian to the side to play, while Fang Jie and Fatty came to the table and sat down.

"Looking for a sword? What kind of sword are you looking for?" the fat man asked curiously.

Fang Jie then took out the treasure map.

"Fuxi sword."

"What the hell, Fuxi Sword? Why don't you go look for the Xuanyuan Sword?!" the fat man laughed, but his hand movements were unambiguous and he took the treasure map handed over by Fang Jie. For someone with special skills like him, People, when they encounter a good grave, they want to dig it up.

Feeling the texture of the treasure map in his hand, the fat man took out a toolbox from under his bed with a serious expression, including Luoyang shovel, tactical knife, magnifying glass, human tear candle, etc., everything you need.

He lit a human tears candle, placed it in the center of the treasure map, and put on a pair of microscope glasses.

Human Tears Candle: Mermaid tears mixed with pearl oil, black dog blood, cow tears, etc., can show things that are invisible to the naked eye.

The more he looked, the more frightened the fat man became.

"Dragon is buried in Yachong Mountain, and immortal is buried in Jiuchong Mountain!"

"Fuck, where did you get this picture?"

"What's wrong?" Fang Jie couldn't understand the symbols on the picture and asked in confusion.

"The treasure map has the painting method of a treasure map."

"Mountains with different multiplicity can only bury different things."

"There is a saying in the jargon: one is the person, the second is the spirit, the third is the ancestral mausoleum and the fourth is buried."

"Fourfold King, Fifth Layer Emperor, Sixth Layer and Seventh Layer Burial King."

"Dragon Veins of Yachongshan, Burial Immortals of Jiuchongshan!"

"What the hell is this Jiuchongshan treasure map!" the fat man roared. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't know it. The treasure map that Fang Jie took out turned out to be something buried in Jiuchongshan.

What is a heavy mountain?There are continuous mountains, one layer after another, and Jiuchong Mountain does not represent nine mountains, but the 81 mountains in Jiujiu, which are continuous and guard the center of the mountain.

And this is also called the Immortal Vein. In the middle of such a mountain range, only immortals can be buried.

Even the dragon veins have only 64 to 72 mountains connected together.

This kind of mountain range, which is ninety-nine into one, is a homonym for "weird" mountain.

In other words, it is normal for people who rob tombs and treasure hunters to encounter any weird things when they go in, because the things that were originally buried in such places are not extraordinary things.

"You mean you can't find it?" Fang Xie asked helplessly. If the fat man has no choice, then Fang Xie thinks that the difficulty for him to find this Fuxi sword should be comparable to climbing to the sky.

"That's not true, it's just that places like this are usually guarded. The famous mountains and rivers in China are basically taken over by aristocratic families. It's impossible for such a fairy vein to be unguarded." The fat man said.

"He looks at his mountain, and I hold my sword. There is no conflict." Fang Jie waved his hand and said, as long as there is a way to find it, there is no need to think too much.

"But you may be digging someone else's ancestral grave!" When the fat man looked at the whole picture, he felt a little impressed. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered that he had been to this grave before.

"Watfalk? How do you know?"

"To tell you the truth, I have been to the place on this picture."

"real or fake?"

"***'s ancestral grave"

"Damn it." Hearing what the fat man said, Fang Jie couldn't help but swear.

Fang Xie knew the bastard he was talking about, and he played well. His original name was Ji Xi, a descendant of Zhou Wenwang Jichang, and he was a very pretentious person in the university. Why did he say that he was pretentious?

Anyway, in Fang Jie's view, anyone who pretends to be more aggressive than him is called pretending to be aggressive.

He is one of the only friends that Fang Jiejie has from several outsiders.

"You dug up Xiaoji's family's ancestral grave?" Fang Jie asked curiously.

"That's not true. There is no map, and I didn't even enter the mountain." Fatty said helplessly. This was the only failure since Fatty's debut in digging graves.

It was a summer vacation at the university, and the fat man said that he would go out to dig some graves to find some money.

Ji Xi said that there was a grave in her home, and the fat man would never be able to dig it.

The two made a bet, and as the fat man failed, the relationship between the two ended up like this. Anyway, when they met, they just scolded each other. If the two of them didn't quarrel, Fang Jie would feel that the sun was coming out from the west. .

"There is a map this time, do you think we can go in?" Fang Jie raised the treasure map in Yang's hand and said with a smirk.

"Quack quack quack" The two laughed at the same time with malicious intentions.

And Ji Xi, who was cultivating far away in a certain mountain, suddenly shivered all over his body, feeling as if someone was spying on him inexplicably, but there was no abnormality around him, so he felt very strange.

　Ask for recommendation, ask for collection
　　


(End of this chapter)