Chapter seven hundred and thirty third Vico's old knowledge
After getting off the car.
Wei Ke appeared next to Fu Yang, grabbed his ear and twisted it twice.
Said: "I realize that you are very powerful now, you idiot! You even pretend to be awesome in front of ordinary people? You smash the thermos cup to scare people."
Fu Yang immediately covered his ears and let out an exaggerated howl like a slaughtering pig: "Ouch, my ears are almost gone. This is not a thermos cup. My dear, please let go!"
Wei Ke was amused by him and let go with a smile: "Go in. The old man is probably inside."
The old man she was talking about was named Lao Han.
He is a relatively well-known figure in the local supernatural circle in Fengdu.
When I was young, I went to the battlefield and fought in the Vietnam War. After I retired, I accidentally picked up a manuscript of a Taoist classic in a cave in a deserted mountain.
Relying on this handwritten Taoist classic, Lao Han reached the middle stage of the mage realm.
However, he didn't have much talent to begin with, and he relied on a Taoist book to explore on his own, and he was already at a good level at this level.
So I have been a "Mr. White Guy" for many years.
That is to say, in Sichuan and Chongqing areas, after someone dies in the countryside or in a small place, you need to ask someone who is proficient in metaphysics to take charge of planning the location of the tomb, the date of burial, etc.
When he got older, Lao Han simply opened a funeral supplies store.
When Wei Ke awakened part of his past life memories, he stepped into the supernatural circle in Fengdu, and one of the first people he met was Lao Han.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
Fu Yang knocked on the door very politely.
Since the shop owner is an old acquaintance of Wei Ke, of course he must maintain a good enough attitude.
"We're closed today! Go shopping elsewhere. Old man, I'm in a bad mood today, so I'll be closed for the day."
A carefree and rough voice came from the funeral supplies store.
Wei Ke smiled slightly and said to Fu Yang: "This guy is still the same as before. He just kicked in the door and went in. I have never been polite to him before."
good!
Her Majesty the Queen had orders, and of course Fu Yang obeyed. He just raised his leg and kicked it.
boom!!!
He kicked open the store door directly.
Then he walked in swaggeringly.
The lights inside the store are dim, and everywhere is filled with wreaths, hangings, paper figures, paper horses, fragrant wax paper candles and other various grave-going sacrificial items. If an ordinary person comes alone, it will still feel a bit eerie.
"Young man, you are very brave. How dare you just kick the old man in? Are you a gangster on the street? Haha... You know, the old man has scared the little gangster to tears."
Crunchy...
There was a sound of wood scraping from behind a pile of various funeral items.
Then a big wooden mouse, about the size of a small pig, more than one meter long, jumped out from a dark corner behind the store!
Its eyes are blood red and its claws are sharp. There are some knives stuck in its body, and there is a green and fragrant wax paper candle on its head. It looks really scary...
"Not bad. It's quite creative! I used Taoism to seal the souls of more than a dozen large rats and made this scary thing. It's not bad."
Not only was Fu Yang not afraid, he also laughed.
He stretched out his hand and waved towards the huge wooden mouse!
Whoosh!
More than a dozen gray mist balls flew out from it, and he suppressed them, holding them in the palm of his hand and playing with them.
Snap!
The wooden mouse immediately lay down on the ground and stopped moving. It couldn't scare people anymore. It looked quite silly and cute.
With a casual move, Fu Yang extracted the "source of power" sealed inside this big wooden rat - the souls of a dozen real little rat demons with some moral character.
"Ahem... Is he a disciple of that big sect, coming to the old man's shop to show off his authority? There is really no need for it."
An old voice sounded, and then a stooped, white-haired old man walked out from outside.
Although he heard from the voice just now that Fu Yang was very young, when he actually saw Fu Yang's appearance, he was only in his early twenties. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Old Han, how do you know that I am a disciple of the great sect?"
Fu Yang asked with a smile.
"Hmph! You have such strength at such a young age. The puppet wood rat that the old man worked so hard to make is really as helpless as a child's toy in front of you. To say that you are a folk cultivator, you are not from that place.
This is a Taoist sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't believe it. No, wait... what did you just call me? How do you know my name?"
Old Han was suddenly surprised.
He looked at Fu Yang with a puzzled look.
At this time, a clear and sweet voice sounded.
"Old man, do you still remember me? Look who I am."
A graceful figure emerged from the air next to Fu Yang. It was none other than Wei Ke who had been invisible just now!
Old Han was stunned at first.
Then there was an incredible look of shock on his face: "You, you, you...are you, Little Wei Ke? Is it really you! Oh my god. Didn't you go to the underworld and be reincarnated, stay in the Yang world, and become a ghost?"
Lao Han blurted out.
The last time he saw Wei Ke was when he was in high school. Over the past few years, Wei Ke had grown even more beautiful. Old Han could still vaguely see his appearance in middle school...
"That's not okay, little Wei Ke! Although when you were killed in college, I wanted to go to Jiangcheng to avenge you. But death is like a lamp going out. You are already a ghost, so you should go to the underworld and reincarnate secretly.
If you are stranded in the Yang world and are discovered by ghosts, the outcome will be disastrous."
Old Han looked a little anxious.
It can be said that he watched Wei Ke grow up from a little girl in junior high school, and entered the supernatural circle without telling her parents. He loved her very much. He believed that her soul turned into a ghost after death, and her choice to stay in the earth was wrong...
"It's you, isn't it? It's you who bewitched little Wei Ke and made her become a ghost and stay in this world?!"
Lao Han stared at Fu Yang with anger.
Fu Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Old Han, it's not my fault. I don't dare to bewitch my Queen. She domestically abuses me every day."
Old Han was stunned.
Domestic, domestic violence?! Are you two married? The union of man and ghost? This, this, this...
"Okay, old man. Don't be so surprised. Sit down and talk. I'll tell you a bit about this. However, the water is a bit deep. Don't get too involved."
With that said, Wei Ke sat down with Fu Yang and briefly chatted with Lao Han about his situation with Fu Yang. Of course, many secrets were not revealed.
But the information revealed was enough to shock him!
"Maoshan Sect Sanlu Zhenren? Are you the Ghost King? Oh my god, old man, I was frightened..."
Lao Han opened his mouth so wide that he could almost stuff an egg into it.
But he quickly accepted this fact, but was still amazed. (Second update)