Chapter five hundred and eighty-four the expedient measures of the year
As soon as the old Taoist said these words.
Not only Fu Yang, but also Wei Ke and Ah Huang next to him had expressions of shock and disbelief.
Mr. Xiong widened his cat eyes, pointed at the old Taoist priest and said, "Are you stupid because of your cultivation, old man? Mr. Fu is too young to be your grandson. Do you need me to use the Catfish Gang?"
You are awake and awake..."
Bang bang bang!
Fu Yang picked up the unreliable fat cat and slapped it on the head three times in a row. Then he threw it aside.
Then he respectfully performed formal Taoist etiquette towards the old Taoist priest with white beard and hair, and spoke.
"Old Taoist Priest, have you mistakenly recognized the person? Xiaodao has nothing to do with the Red Pine Immortal lineage, and he is still young. Why..."
Wei Ke also looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him with a vigilant look.
His strength has clearly reached the level of Master Si Lu. It may even be stronger than his current strength. It is enough to pose a great threat to them!
All abnormal behavior requires vigilance.
"But so far, it seems that this old man has no murderous intention. His spiritual power is also upright and peaceful, so he should be a righteous person." Wei Ke thought secretly in his heart.
But he said that this old Taoist priest with white beard and hair also knew that he had lost his temper just now, which might have made Fu Yang and others suspicious.
He immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly and said: "The old Taoist lost his temper just now. Please don't take it off. Please come into the room and let me tell you the cause and effect of this."
Enter the side hall of Wong Tai Sin Temple.
The candles inside are dim, and the surroundings are lit with faint sandalwood. There is a curl of green smoke, and there is a simple and natural Taoist charm in it. Even ordinary people in such an environment will feel peaceful and peaceful.
To soothe.
Just from this arrangement, we know that this old Taoist priest is indeed a gentle and decent person...
So, three people and a cat sat opposite the old Taoist priest, and it felt like they were sitting and discussing Taoism.
At this moment, he had regained his composure and looked like a fairy.
Fu Yang spoke first: "Old Taoist Priest, I haven't asked for your name yet?"
"The old Taoist's surname is Liang Shiqi, and his Taoist name is Huang Xuanzi."
Fu Yang and Wei Ke's expressions didn't change much, they just nodded slightly.
Mr. Xiong scratched his ears with his feet like a cat, and said lazily: "I've never heard of it. But it's pretty cool."
Ah Huang, who is familiar with Shenzhen and Hong Kong, exclaimed: "Huang Xuanzi Liang Shiqi! Are you the eldest grandson of Taoist Liang Ren'an and the son of Taoist Tianjun?"
The old white-haired Taoist looked at Ah Huang and smiled without saying a word, but nodded slightly.
This time, Fu Yang's face showed an expression of awe.
After all, Liang Ren'an is simply a legend in the supernatural world in South China!
Not only is he kind-hearted and dedicated to helping ordinary people, but he is also powerful. He has become a Heavenly Master by his own strength without any inheritance or orthodoxy!
As for his master-disciple relationship with Chisong Taoist Huang Chuping from more than a thousand years ago, this is considered untrue history in the supernatural world.
After all, Taoist Chisong's experience is a bit strange. He is said to be self-taught; Liang Ren'an also said that he is his disciple...
But as far as Liang Ren'an is concerned, he is indeed a legend! And he just passed away not long ago, and his power is still there.
Now they all understood the identity of the person in front of them.
"Oh, it seems that he is indeed the person in charge of Wong Tai Sin Temple. Tell me, why do you call me Uncle Fu Xiaozi?"
Mr. Xiong’s chubby body was squirming impatiently on the futon. This guy has a restless temper. He felt that this room was too quiet and peaceful, not for his restless and playful style...
Huang Xuanzi and Liang Shiqi smiled and said: "Let's not rush this. I would like to hear your intentions first. As for the matter between my uncle and me, we will talk about it later."
Fu Yang was not interested in whether he was the old Taoist priest's uncle. He just wanted to quickly help Ah Huang find Li Yiran's family of three, and at the same time complete the task authorization he applied for from Group Zero.
He immediately told the story about No. 44, Prestige Street, exactly, and asked the old Taoist Huang Xuanzi whether the red pine immortal mural in the basement was left by the Taoist priests of his lineage to suppress the corpse oil monster.
Spell?
"That's right, the one that was based on the portrait of Master Chisong and created a seal for the entire villa was left by me, the old Taoist."
Huang Xuanzi nodded and admitted.
At this time, Ah Huang was a little restless with excitement.
He only felt that there might be a breakthrough in searching for news related to Li Yiran's family of three...
After Liang Shiqi's narration, they knew some of the whole story.
That was almost twenty years ago.
Liang Shiqi's father Liang Junzhuan (son of Liang Yan'an) was still alive and presiding over Wong Tai Sin Temple.
By chance, he and his younger brother Liang Shishu went to Prestige Street, hoping to use the strange Feng Shui pattern there to refine an offensive magic weapon.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally entered Villa No. 44 at that time and found that this place was actually a very strange corpse-rearing array.
The brothers carefully checked inside and found that the evil corpse oil stored in the large tanks on the second floor was very strange. They had never seen it before!
In the supernatural world, generally anything you have never seen or don’t understand is extremely dangerous. Don’t touch it!
Curiosity kills. This sentence is more accurate than in the world of ordinary people...
At that time, the two brothers were almost sixty years old. In fact, they were already old men, not the kind of hot-blooded boys. They immediately chose the safest method: seal it with magic, and then go back to ask their father.
Unexpectedly, after the brothers returned home, their father was almost exhausted and was about to leave!
Next, a series of things happened that endangered the inheritance of Wong Tai Sin Temple's orthodoxy. Everything was complicated, so I didn't worry about the things in that weird villa anymore.
After all, they are just Taoist priests, not saviors, nor a special department like Group Zero whose mission is to maintain the stability of the country...
However, wait until all the matters at home are settled.
Huang Shiqi made a special trip to Villa No. 44 on Bilijishi Street, and found that there was nothing unusual about the evil corpse oil, and the sealing technique he and his brother had left behind had not been destroyed.
He didn't dare to act rashly.
After much thought, it is better to maintain the status quo.
This can be regarded as an expedient measure at that time.
In this way, it finally came to 1997, when Hong Kong finally returned to the embrace of China from Britain. The mainland dispatched a zero group to come together with the troops stationed in Hong Kong.
Huang Shiqi immediately reported the matter directly to the zero group stationed in Hong Kong City. He showed no mercy and left it alone...
Unexpectedly, after so many years, it would be Fu Yang and the others who came to ask about this matter.
After listening to Liang Shiqi's story, both Fu Yang and Ah Huang fell silent. (First update!)