Bang Zi slowly said six words, "Wang Han, Imperial Master Qiu Chi."
Wang Han waited for a long time, "Are you mute? Say half of your words, then continue."
"What are you talking about? It's gone. That's all."
"Are you kidding me? It took you so long to find out six characters?"
Yao Zi cursed and said, "Why are you so anxious? It's hard to check this thing. It was the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the most divided period, and there was a lot of chaos. Many things are not easy to check at all. What you said, I combined
The two groups of academics and charlatans were investigating, and no one else has the connections I have!
And it’s even harder to start from the Tibetan area. Anyway, we found such a person, wait a minute, I’ll ask someone to find out who this tough guy Wang Han is.”
Wang Han always felt that this guy was scolding him.
Biaozi changed the subject, "I have translated the contents of the Golden Juice Sutra for you and sent it to you. It turns out that this thing is called the "Purana Sutra" and it is not a turtle breathing method.
But I took a look and found that this thing is divided into three volumes: the upper, middle and lower volumes. The one on Liao Laitou that you sent me before is the upper volume, and the one you sent me today is the lower volume. I studied it carefully for a long time, and this
If something doesn’t pass the test, it’s nonsense, and you can’t practice the next test at all.”
"Aren't these three separate?" Wang Han asked.
Yaozi continued, "There is still a connection, and it is step-by-step. You must practice the middle volume before you can move on to the next volume. Otherwise, this thing in our hands will just be a piece of waste paper."
Wang Han cursed for a while.
This thing can't be bought with money. It's completely luck to come across it. If you want to come across it, you probably have to wait a little longer.
Wang Han wanted to light a cigarette, but he was embarrassed when Master Jiayang was nearby.
Not long after, Yao Zi said again.
"I found out a little more."
"Don't tell me it's only five or six words again."
"That's not true. There are a lot more words this time than before." Biaozi cleared his throat, "Wang Han, unknown name, unknown date of birth and death, Langya person, Wuxing Imperial Master, eyes like candle dragons, you can understand
Distinguish between the past and the present, be able to tell the rise and fall, speak bluntly about Qiu Chi, and ward off evil spirits, so he rode the wind away and hid in Kunlun, not caring about worldly affairs."
"No more?"
"No more." Biaozi said seriously.
After Wang Han thought for a moment, he asked, "What is Wuxing?"
"Does Qiu Chiguo know?"
"I know this."
"Wuxingguo is a descendant of Qiuchiguo. It was also a short-lived small country in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. It can even be said to be a small fan state."
Wang Han then asked, "What does it mean that Qiu Chi is absolutely good at warding off evil spirits?"
The sound of lighting a cigarette came from the other side, "The last king of Wuxing Kingdom was named Yang Bixie, which translated means that Qiu Chi will perish at the hands of Yang Bixie. Can you read more? I know this even if I'm a duck!"
Wang Han bit his back teeth!
There is no way to refute it, after all, this grandson is the most educated among the ducks.
After thinking about it, Wang Han said again, "Can you start with the Langya Wang family to check this person."
"Hey! Ah Han, it's okay. I also know of a Langya Wang family, and I've already sent someone to check it out." Biaozi smiled mischievously.
After Wang Han waited for a while, Biao Zi said, "A Han, checked."
"Tell me, are you a hemorrhoid ointment? Just squeeze it and it will come out a little bit?"
He cursed again, "The Langya Wang family doesn't even have Wang Han."
Wang Han stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, biting the butt of the cigarette, but did not light it when he saw Master Jiayang was still in front of him.
"Can you find anything else useful?"
Yaozi said lazily, "I can't find it. Any traces of this person's deeds seem to have been erased. The paragraph I just showed you was found in unofficial history. Besides, that era was chaotic! I want it.
The difficulty of researching an unknown figure of that era is no less than trying to get a hundred-year-old man to get hard.
What's more, the people recorded in the history books are basically famous for doing big things. So many people from ancient times to the present have been lost under the wheel of history, and have not made a splash in the long river of history!
For those celebrities that can be found, three or two lines of characters can represent them.
Their magnificent lives. Throughout the ages, emperors, generals, literati and poets are like stars in the sky. The universe is vast and vast, but how many places have you been? How many stars do you remember in the sky and the universe? How many people only know one fucking Big Dipper!
I can’t remember all the names of the seven stars of the Big Dipper!
In the same way, the person you are looking for is also a little-known splash in the long river of history, do you understand?"
Wang Han took out his ears and almost applauded this dog basket, "The old sow wears a bra, one set after another. She is indeed a top student in the duck world."
"A prize, a prize, a prize!"
"What do you mean by the dragon-like eyes you just mentioned?"
Yaozi explained, "You don't listen to me when I tell you to read more. I have to give you some popular science! That is to say, his eyes are the same as those of Zhulong. Zhulong is Zhu Jiuyin. In "The Classic of Mountains and Seas·The Great Wilderness"
Northern longitude
"It is recorded in the book that beyond the north of the West Sea, to the north of Chishui, there is Mount Zhangwei. There is a god with a red face and body, and his eyes are straight. His gaze is dark, his vision is bright. He does not eat or sleep, and the wind and rain are like this.
Ye, is Zhu Jiuyin, is Zhu Long.
Translated, it means that outside the Northwest Sea and north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain. There lives a god with the face of a human and the body of a snake. He is red all over and has erect eyes. He...
well?
It would be a bit outrageous if the eyes are elongated vertically, but the pupils can be elongated vertically!
Wipe it! Vertical pupils? Ah Han, the person you are looking for is probably your ancestor, right? Is this thing inherited in your family?"
"Don't be ridiculous, I've seen Wu Fa's eyes look like this with my own eyes." Wang Han bit the butt of his cigarette.
Seeing Master Jiayang going to chat with Bai Wuan and the others, he lit the cigarette.
Yaozi thought for a moment, "Wu Fa's surname is Wu, but he is not necessarily from the old Wu family."
Wang Han took a long puff of cigarette and said, "You have a huge ethical problem when you stay with an old rich woman for a long time."
Boomzi groaned, "I forgot about business. I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. My partner is still waiting for me. I have to go to relieve the itching and swelling! Farewell!"
"Oh, Ah Han, if you find a volume in the Purana Sutra, 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 Wuan and the others.
.....
ah!
A low sigh came.
Hu Xue was lying on the ground with his hands covering his stomach. There was a bloody wound on his stomach. Hu Xue's cheek and waist muscles were squirming. The pain caused his eyelids to tremble uncontrollably.
Lying on the wet ground, Hu Xue Shou's eyes poured out viciousness.
I turned my head inadvertently and saw a person sitting not far away, holding his chin with one hand and staring at him with a playful expression.
Hu Xueshou stood up in shock and quickly took a closer look. He found that the other person looked exactly like Wang Han, and he couldn't help but feel frightened again.
He pressed the Nine Dragon Seal in his pocket with one hand and looked at the long-haired Wang Han in front of him. He always felt that this man was different from the Wang Han he had seen before, but he couldn't tell what was different.
Hu Xueshou was a little confused as to why Wang Han changed into ancient clothes and had his hair grown long.
"What are you doing?" Hu Xue's hands were loose on the outside and tight on the inside. As long as Wang Han had the slightest sign of taking action, Hu Xueshou would use all his strength to attack Wang Han in front of him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Han on the Crystal Throne had a joking expression, a cold smile, and said with a look of disdain in his tone.