As soon as I heard that the old woman was at home, I started to sweat. To be honest, I was more frightened by Aunt Feng than I was by Old Ghost Song from Song Zhai. Maybe it was because of the first time she gave me. The impression is so bad. What I don’t want to admit is that she is the one who raised my second uncle. It seems self-evident how terrifying she will be if she can raise this evil uncle. iyouge The old man poured me a cup of tea. At this moment, I saw two photos on the cabinet in the living room. In the photos, one was Aunt Feng and the other was the old man. Before the photos, a few sticks of incense were burned. .
What does this mean? I looked at the old man in front of me, damn, a living person, serving me tea and water, but his portrait appeared on the table. Is this person a psychopath, or is he a psychopath? Already a corpse
Look at this. The old man rolled up his sleeves to me and asked me to look at his arm. I saw that there were spots and circles on it, which were a little white.
This was a corpse stain. I subconsciously took a step back.
Yes, little guy, you are so powerful now, are you still afraid of me, an old man who is already dead but cannot die? He looked at me and said with a smile.
What's going on? I took the tea. Also, when I came here a few years ago, I was still a silkworm, but the Lin Xiaofan now is really not the Lin Xiaofan he was back then. Even if he is a corpse, I don't care. It is necessary to be afraid.
It’s just an attempt. I got an injection and became like this, but it’s okay, I can really not close my eyes. Who wants to close my eyes? I used to be a simple scholar, fell in love with Ah Feng, and met the youngest Lin and the old man Song. Between the two of us, I've seen a lot of weird things. After seeing them for decades, I'm used to them. The old man said.
I didn't know what to say, so I took a sip of tea, hesitated, and said: Actually, I came here this time to meet Grandpa Song. I want to cooperate with him on some things.
I come here as Lin Baqian’s nephew. After saying this, I quickly added something.
The old man smiled and said: There is no need to emphasize this. Don't underestimate Old Man Song. He has grievances, but he also respects your grandfather. However, if you want to see him, I can't. I need your grandma Feng to nod. .
After he said this, there were footsteps on the stairs. When I looked back, my scalp felt numb. Sister Feng didn't scare people with her spells, she just scared people with her makeup. This sentence could not be more appropriate for her. However, being undressed is uglier than a ghost. When dressed up, the ghosts will be paralyzed with fear. Sister Feng in front of me is wearing an iconic dark green cheongsam, with white hair in one big curl, and the one painted on her face. Bai, even when walking, I have to wonder if there will be powder falling from her face.
Out of courtesy, including what the old man just said, if I want to see Old Man Song, I still have to go through the person in front of me. I stood up, forced a smile to her and said: Grandma Feng.
She didn't reply to me at all, but walked around in a circle around me, glanced at me a few times, and said: This time I came here, it looks good, but if Lin Laoyao thinks that this is the case, it is still far away. It's not enough. By the way, Lin Baqian went to Kunlun Mountain. If you don't go, what's going on?
My second uncle is in Kunlun Mountain, I wondered.
Tsk tsk, you don’t even know this, but that’s right, you are still a child. Come on, tell me why you came to Songzhai this time. Don’t talk about what you have or what you don’t have. I don’t know. The old lady twisted her steps. , sat on the sofa.
Her hands were also painted very white, but the arms she occasionally stretched out had the same corpse spots as the old man's. In addition, I remembered that I had seen photos of her when she was young. At that time, she was still a girl, living with her second grandma. Together, she was considered a beauty, but now, her body is covered with corpse spots. I began to understand this old man. She devoted the most beautiful years of a woman to this matter. Perhaps her cheongsam and her makeup, Just reminiscing about my youth.
Regarding this woman who could train a monster like my second uncle, I didn’t dare to hide anything. I told her everything I knew. More importantly, I wanted to cooperate. I emphatically talked about the few people my second uncle was looking for. Personally, she is so professional in this field. It was my second uncle who found her, not me. I think the relationship between my second uncle and her is definitely much better.
Lin Baqian, you are trying to persuade me on behalf of the youngest Lin. Sister Feng sighed.
Little guy, who do you think is stronger, Lin Baqian or Lin Laoyao? She suddenly changed the subject and asked me.
I was stunned for a moment. It was really difficult for me to answer this question, but I still opened my mouth and said: I feel like my second uncle.
You are wrong. She suddenly smiled, brightly.
The last time your second uncle went upstairs, he gave me his blood and asked me to send it for research. Didn't you see that when he came downstairs, his hands were still bleeding. He compromised early in the morning. He is very smart. At least he seems to be much smarter than the stubborn Lin Lao. Sister Feng said.
But is the youngest Lin a fool? He doesn't know the difficulty of this matter. Does he want to be a hero? If he wants to be a hero, he won't cower in Linjiazhuang all his life without raising his head.
One thing is knowing the difficulty, always thinking of a way out, and making a good way out. This is smart.
One thing, knowing how difficult it is, everyone says it is not feasible, but he wants to make it feasible, work hard for it, never give up, do it knowing that it is impossible, and if he wants to carry it alone, he is not the only one to do it. Bearing everything, this is called an outstanding person.
I know that you resent all the paths your grandfather has arranged for you, but before he died, did he tell you that everything he had done was gone? Yes, he lost, so what if no one is stronger than him. He should be a hero in life and a hero in death. He deserves to be informed.
No one dares to say that he is really wrong. If you meet Old Man Song, yes, I can arrange and cooperate. I think Old Man Song will not refuse, but let me tell you something, you are Zhang Daoling, and you are not Zhang Daoling.
Technology can solve some things, but the Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu in your body cannot be given to you by technology, nor can it be explained.
They are the bargaining chip that your grandfather thinks you are good at. You are better than Zhang Daoling. What makes you stronger is that you have a good grandfather. Sister Feng told me a lot at once. These things made me unable to hold my head up in front of her.
Old man, are you jealous? When I lowered my head, Sister Feng said to the old man.
No, I'm used to it. The old man smiled naively.
Sister Feng, the prime minister of death, cursed.
Come here tomorrow at this time, and I will take you to see Old Ghost Song. He happens to want to see you too, but you don’t know that that girl has already said that you are the reincarnation of the lucky star. After Sister Feng finished speaking, she twisted her waist and went upstairs.
It turns out that when the second uncle came down from upstairs last time, he left his own blood for Sister Feng. I thought to myself, at that time, the second uncle thought I was too cowardly, so he came to Song Zhai to leave a way out for himself.
What?
Where is that fat man? The old man asked me when I was in a daze.
In a scroll of mountains and rivers, there is a scripture library, and he is reading all the scriptures that are now lost. I said, and after I said that, I looked at the old man, because I remembered that he once told me to beware of fat people.
Either be on guard or tell me not to get too close to fat people.
He raised hundreds of scriptures in the furnace, which is very good. It seems that he doesn't believe in fate. The old man said.
What do you mean by this? I looked at the old man and asked.
I feel that the fat man is not simple. He wants to become a contemporary Zhang Daoling. You must know that Zhang Daoling was able to be that strong because he studied the world's secret scriptures and cultivated hundreds of scriptures, and then discovered the biggest secret.
But Lu Yang Bai Jing doesn’t just have a big belly, the old man said.
"Is it possible?" I asked. I personally thought that the fat man's practice of so many scriptures at that time was unreliable. Now I can't help but feel a cold sweat for him.
Both body and soul are destroyed, the old man said.
Once this is achieved, both form and spirit will be destroyed and the world will be destroyed. There should be no gods. Zhang Daoling has realized that he is still going to take that road. The interesting old man whispered softly.
Will he be harmful to me? I asked. What concerns me the most is this. It's not that I'm afraid, but that I don't dare to face it.