Bangzi slowly said six words, "Wang Han, National Master Qiu Chi."
Wang Han waited for a long time, "Are you mute? Speak halfway, and then continue."
"What are you saying, it's gone, that's all."
"Why are you kidding me? I found out six words after searching for so long?"
Bangzi cursed, "What are you anxious about? This thing is hard to check. It was the most fragmented period of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. It was a chaotic group. Many things were hard to check at all. I combined what you said.
The academic and Jianghu faction investigated, but others don’t have the connections!
And it’s even harder to start from Tibet. Anyway, I found such a person. Wait a minute, I’ll ask someone to find out who Wang Han is.”
Wang Han always felt that the bangzi was scolding him.
I changed the topic, "I have translated the things on the Golden Juice Sutra for you and sent them over. It turns out that this thing is called "The Sutra of Rebirth" and is not a great method of turtle breathing.
But I took a look and found that this thing is divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. The one you sent to me before was the first volume. The one I sent to me today was the second volume. I studied it carefully for a long time.
If things don’t have the bottom line, it’s nonsense and you can’t practice the bottom line.”
"Aren't these three separated?" Wang Han asked.
Bangzi continued, "It's still related, and it's gradual. You must practice the middle scroll before you can continue practicing the second scroll, otherwise the thing in our hands can only be a piece of waste paper."
Wang Han cursed.
This thing can’t be bought with money. It’s all because of luck when you encounter it. If you want to encounter it, you probably have to wait a little longer.
Wang Han wanted to light a cigarette, but Master Jiayang was embarrassed to be by his side.
Not long after, Bangzi said again.
"I found out a little more."
"Don't tell me there are only five or six words."
"That's not. This time there are a lot more words than before." Bangzi cleared his throat, "Wang Han, the name is unknown, the date of birth and death is unknown, people from Langya, Wuxing National Master, eyes are like Zhulong, Keming
By distinguishing the past and present, you can stop the rise and fall of the mouth and say that the hatred pool is eliminated from warding off evil spirits, then you ride the wind and hide in Kunlun, without asking about worldly affairs."
"Not?"
"It's gone." Bangzi said in a real way.
After Wang Han thought for a while, "What is Wuxing?"
"Does Qiu Chiguo know?"
"I know this."
"Wuxing Kingdom is a descendant of Qiuchi Kingdom. It was also a short-lived small country in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and it can even be said to be a small Fan country."
Wang Han then asked, "What does it mean to be a robbery of evil spirits?"
There was a sound of lit cigarettes from the other side of the bangzi, "The last king of Wuxing Kingdom is called Yang Pixie. It is translated that Qiu Chi is about to destroy the country at Yang Pixie's hands. Can you read more books? I know even a duck!"
Wang Han gritted his back teeth!
But there is no way to refute it, after all, this grandson is the most educated among ducks.
After thinking about it, Wang Han said again, "Can you start with the Langya Wang family to check this person?"
"Oh! Ah, that's OK. I also know that there is a Langya Wang family. I have asked someone to check it out." Bangzi said with a silly smile.
After waiting for a while, Wang Han said, "Ah Han, check it."
"Tell me, you are a hemorrhoid cream? Just squeeze it out a little?"
Bangzi cursed again, "The Wang family of Langya does not have Wang Han at all."
Wang Han stuffed a cigarette into his mouth and bit the cigarette's butt. He saw that Master Jiayang was still in front of him and did not light it.
"Can you find anything useful?"
Bangzi said lazily, "I can't find out. Any deeds about this person seem to have been erased. This part I just showed you was found from unofficial history. Besides, that era was chaotic! I want to criticize you!
It is no less difficult to test a person who is not famous in that era than to make a hundred-year-old old man hard.
What's more, the people recorded in history are basically famous for doing something big. Throughout history, many Zhang San Li Si and Wang Mazi have been destroyed under the wheel of history, and there has been no splash of water in the long river of history!
And those celebrities who can be found can represent their magnificent life in just a few lines. Throughout history, emperors, generals, literati and poets are like stars in the sky, and the universe is vast and vast. But how many places have you been to? The sky is full of stars and husky. You are so brilliant.
How many more do you remember? How many people only know one Big Dipper! Even the names of Big Dipper cannot be remembered completely!
Similarly, the person you are looking for is also an unknown little splash in the long river of history. Do you understand?"
Wang Han took out his ears and almost applauded the dog basket of Bangzi. "The old sow wore a bra, one set after another, and he is worthy of being a top student in the duck world."
"Exceeded awards and more awards!"
"What do you mean by the eyes you just said like a candle dragon?"
Bangzi explained, "If you want to read more, you just don't listen. I have to give you this duck to popularize science! That is to say, his eyes are the same as those of Zhulong. Zhulong is the Zhunjiuyin, in "Shan Hai Jing·Dahuang
The Northern Classic records that outside the north of the West Sea, north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain, and there is a god. The person faces and body are red, and his eyes are straight and straight. His tranquility is dark, his vision is bright, he does not eat or sleep,
The wind and rain are the homage, the candle nine shades, and the candle dragon.
Translated that means, outside the Northwest Sea, to the north of Chishui, there is a Zhangwei Mountain where a god lives, with a human face and a snake body, red all over, and long eyes standing up. He...
well?
It is a bit outrageous if your eyes are standing upright, but your pupils can be standing upright!
I'm sorry! Vertical Tong? Ah Han, the person you are looking for is your ancestor, right? Is this thing your family inherited, right?"
"Don't tell me, I've seen Wu Fa's eyes look like this." Wang Han bit Yan's butt.
Seeing Master Jiayang go to chat with Bai Wuan and the others, the cigarette lit.
After thinking for a moment, "Wu Fa's surname is Wu, but he may not be from the old Wu family."
Wang Han took a deep breath of cigarette, "You and the elderly rich woman have been together for a long time. This ethical problem has a huge ethical problem."
A yelled, "I forgot the serious business. I won't talk to you anymore. My partner is still waiting for me. I have to stop itching and swelling! Goodbye!"
"Oh, Ah Han, if you find the volume of the "Sutra of Rebirth", remember to share it with me."
“It depends on your mood.”
"father!"
"OK!"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Han stood up and walked towards Bai Wu'an and the others.
.....
ah!
A low voice came.
Hu Xue was lying on the ground with his hands covering his stomach. There was a bloody wound on his stomach. Hu Xue Xue's cheeks and waist muscles were squirming, and the pain caused his eyelids to tremble uncontrollably.
Lying on the wet ground, Hu Xueshou's eyes poured out viciously.
I turned my head inadvertently and saw a man sitting not far away, holding his chin with one hand and staring at him with a playful look.
Hu Xueshou stood up in shock and looked carefully. He found that the other party looked exactly the same as Wang Han. He couldn't help but feel shocked again.
He held down the Jiulong Seal in his pocket with one hand and looked at Wang Han who was long-haired in front of him. He always felt that this person was different from Wang Han he had seen before, but he couldn't tell what was different.
Hu Xueshou couldn't understand why Wang Han changed into an ancient costume and made him look like a long hair.
"What are you doing?" Hu Xueshou loosened the outside and tightened the inside. As long as Wang Han showed a little sign of attacking, Hu Xueshou would do all his strength to attack Wang Han in front of him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Han on the Crystal Throne looked joking, his smile was cold, and his tone said with a look of contempt.