Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(22)

These days, everyone should have read similar urban novels. When disciples of the heirs of heavenly masters and ancient martial arts families go out to travel, the Gambling Stone Market is almost one of the copies that must be visited.

But if a lot of messes happen as soon as they go, the worst thing is to take away the treasures of other people's markets.What's more, if you don't know which corner to get a stone that no one would like, it turns out to be some kind of imperial green or old pit ice. It's really a good place to make a fortune by gambling on the stone market.

The security guards in these stone gambling markets are all specially trained. The first is to watch the scene to prevent people from causing trouble, and the second is to prevent such things from happening.

Although the occurrence rate of this kind of urban novels is very small, almost close to zero, but many people believe the nonsense of urban novels, and insist on pretending to be fat with a face of being taken advantage of. Blame the stone field.

Regardless of whether Fang Yanchu was really capable or he was swollen to pretend to be fat, the security guards made up their minds not to let Fang Yanchu in.

"No matter how you go in, this person should not be able to enter or not." The security guard stretched out his arms and blocked Fang Yanchu. While placing his passport on the side of the table, he drove away Kong Qu who had already entered the venue, " Go, go, what's the matter with you?"

"We are together, my friend just has a better face." Taking out 200 yuan, Kong Qu explained while stuffing the two pieces of money into the security guard's hand, "Please be flexible. ——You If you still don’t believe me, just ask the gentleman walking in front of us, he came with us.”

When Master Jiji heard that they had a dispute with the security guard, he ran away a long time ago, and now he is standing more than ten meters away and looking at them with folded arms.The look of watching the fire from the other side seemed very leisurely, even if Kong Qu pointed at him, he would smile slightly, and after laughing, he poked his crutches and walked a little further.

When the security guard saw this scene, he understood everything: "The master knows who you are? What kind of cats and dogs are here to build relationships, aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

Kong Qu wanted to calm things down, he was a natural spiritual creature, and his temper was not so bad after being possessed by demons.But he is not a temperless clay figurine, and he is not ready to be tortured by others.Seeing that the security guard refused to take it, he simply took back the 200 yuan.

"Okay, let's go in." He beckoned to Fang Yanchu, his expression was sleepy, and the bright red magic seal was almost falling on his eyebrows, "Why are you talking so much with these mortals?"

Fang Yanchu nodded silently, raised his legs and left.

The security guard only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a gust of breeze brushed his cheeks. When he regained consciousness, Fang Yanchu had passed him and walked in front of Kong Qu.

"Hey, you—"

Before he finished speaking, he smelled the fragrance of tea, and a wisp of hot air brushed over the tip of his nose. With a hand on his shoulder, a low voice came: "Have you ever heard of shrinking to an inch?"

"Listen," he nodded involuntarily, "I've heard of it, I've read it in novels."

"Hehe," Ji Qianshan laughed out loud, and patted him on the shoulder, "Then you can treat it as a novel today. Anything related to this matter is forbidden, and it cannot be spread outside. Nod when you hear it."

The security guard only felt that his hair was being grabbed, and nodded as if being forced.A burst of panic crawled all over his body, and he even felt that if he didn't nod as he said, he would be severely torn apart by the invisible hand above his head.

As if nothing happened, Ji Qianshan let go of his shoulders, brushed the dust off his collar for him, and stuffed the teacup into his hand: "That's good. This tea is good, keep it for you to drink." Come on, go to sleep after drinking."

While following Fang Yanchu, Kong Qu paid attention to the movement behind him. He has been possessed by demons for thousands of years, and he is very sensitive to evil spirits, not to mention that he is very sensitive. Ji Qianshan is not ordinary.

He poked Fang Yanchu's back and called him in a low voice: "Hey, hey! Old Fang! Old Fang——"

Fang Yanchu was stabbed painfully by him. Due to his image, he couldn't make any small movements, so he could only try his best to straighten his back, press his voice into a line and send it into Kong Qu's ear: "What's the matter with you?"

His voice actually sounded like he was gnashing his teeth, and as Fang Yanchu's friend for tens of thousands of years, he naturally knew his image-conscious problem, so he snickered in his heart: "I mean, your little apprentice doesn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp. "

"You pitied him when he came."

What Fang Yanchu was referring to was of course that Ji Qianshan knelt outside the mountain gate for three days and three nights. At that time, Ji Qianshan was a pitiful little boy, and even Kong Qu, who had fallen into a demon, was moved by him.

"Didn't I miss it at the time, who knew that such a poor child would be full of evil spirits after not seeing him for a few months?"

"You mean it's my fault?"

Although Fang Yanchu basically didn't care about anything after he became a sage of heaven and earth, whoever Kong Qu was, he basically grew up with Fang Yanchu.Apart from paying attention to image, Fang Yanchu's biggest problem is narrow-mindedness, especially for his own people.

"Then how dare I?" Kong Qu was afraid that he would repeat his old mistakes, so he put on some small shoes for himself in Tiandao, and shook the pot as neatly as a bird shaking water, "I mean you just If you take him in like this, aren't you afraid that one day he will deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?"

Hearing this, Fang Yanchu raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of confidence: "Does he dare?"

"Hehehehe," Kong Qu laughed dryly, "That might be. In our line of work, there are quite a few people who have been bullied by their masters and exterminated their ancestors."

"for example?"

"For example, who was that one 1000 years ago, Mr. Shentian?" Kong Qu clicked his tongue twice, "He was born with the heaven and the earth just like you, but he didn't accept his disciples well, and he was killed by his disciple who was possessed by demons in the end. ?”

"I remember him." Fang Yanchu tried his best to get useful fragments from his memory, but he couldn't remember what Kong Qu said. It must have fallen into the [-]% of his lost memory. He went on He asked, "What happened next?"

Kong Qu glanced at him curiously, and said, "Didn't his apprentice be beheaded by your people from Lingyun Palace? Oh, you forgot again, right?"

"En." Fang Yanchu nodded indistinctly, not wanting to talk about this topic.He has always been unwilling to delve into what he has forgotten. The memories of thousands of years ago seem to be of no use to him now, but occasionally when talking about the past with Kong Qu, he has a real feeling that he has indeed lost his memory. .

"Old Fang, you can't go on like this. You must know that the guys in Penglai are still watching you. If you can't remember it all the time, you may not know if you were tricked by the people in Penglai." Kong Qu has been working hard Persuading him to find a way to get back his memory, he pinched his chin and frowned, "How about I tell you what I know first? Let me start with the apprentice of Lord Cantian? By whom? It’s been cut, why do I feel a little forgotten?”

While speaking, Ji Qianshan had already dealt with the security issue and rushed up. He followed Fang Yanchu and shook his head: "What are you talking about, Master?"

"It's nothing, Kong Qu is talking about how he was cheated before."

Ji Qianshan turned his head with a smile like a flower, and slightly shook his hand at Kong Qu: "Oh, Uncle Kong, you must be vigilant."

"Uncle Kong...?" Kong Qu didn't know what to say. According to common sense, Kong Qu's age was more than enough for Ji Qianshan's ancestors, but according to his appearance, Kong Qu thought that although he was not younger than Ji Qianshan, he was at least as young as Ji Qianshan. Could it be an older brother, "Qianshan, you have to call me older brother."

"Just call him Uncle." Fang Yanchu gave Kong Qu a warning look, "He's my friend. ——Have you used the soul-snatching technique again?"

Ji Qianshan still had the remnants of the evil spirit from when he performed the spell. With Fang Yanchu's eyesight, he couldn't hide it no matter how hard he tried, so he simply exposed it openly.Not only did he show it, but he also nodded vigorously: "Yeah, it took a lot of effort, so I gave him a small punishment."

"Don't kill anyone."

"Don't worry, master, I know what's going on, and I'll just have nightmares for two days at most."

After the security guard drinks the cup of tea with spices, he will continue to experience the death scene of his previous seven lives in his dream. The more wicked the person is, the more realistic this scene will be.

Hope he's a good guy.

Ji Qianshan thought gloatingly.

The Taoist who led the way wanted to watch the fun, but it would be even better if Fang Yanchu and his party made a joke because they couldn't enter the quarry.In this way, he has a reason to read their book in front of young master Zhang Shaochun, and justifiably run away these colleagues who came to grab business.

I didn't expect Fang Yanchu to solve the matter so smoothly.

His cultivation is not deep enough, so naturally he can't recognize that Fang Yanchu's feet shrink to an inch. In his cognition, shrinking an inch is similar to moving mountains and filling seas. It is a big battle.His knowledge is not enough for him to realize that the greatest use of the magic of shrinking the ground is not to hurry, but to move the figure within a small range.

As for Ji Qianshan's soul-snatching technique, he couldn't even recognize it. It is a completely different type of technique from Taoism. Strictly speaking, the soul-snatching technique is a sorcery, and serious ascetics have no chance these days. Knowledgeable.

Coupled with old age and frailty, not only the eyes are a little blurry, but even the ears are not so good.Master Jiji always thought that Fang Yanchu and the others bribed the security guard, or used some trick to trick the security guard, so they were able to enter the quarry.

Still full of self-confidence, the real man poked the dragon's head with a cane and came out from the corner again, and taught the three of them with the appearance of a senior expert: "Why are young people so weak in physical strength, they can't walk as fast as an old man like me. "

"Qianshan," Kong Qu yawned pretendingly, originally wanted to call Fang Yanchu, but changed after thinking about it, "Do you know why Lao Wangba climbs so fast?"

Ji Qianshan heard that Kong Qu wanted to run on that well-behaved real person, and answered with a smile: "Hee hee, why?"

"Of course it's because the slow climbers are dead."