Fu Ping, is a kind of witchcraft in ancient China, the general method is by a psychic witch or spirit child, please God on the body, and then write the revelation of God on the sand table with a branch, which was popular in ancient times.

Later, however, for various reasons, this kind of witchcraft gradually disappeared in China, but it was introduced to Japan along with Taoism, and after it was localized into Japan's Shintoism, there is still a tradition of witchcraft in their side.

Yang Qiao is more familiar with Qimen Dunjia and the technique of five virtues derivation, and he doesn't know much about this kind of witchcraft of "inviting gods", not to mention that what Ueshiba Yoko said is closely related to the identity he wants to hide, where do he dare to take this topic, he swallowed the bitter black tablet again, and said with a dry smile: "I don't know much about this helper, but it's too hasty to determine whether it's too hasty to rely on this alone?" Come on, you drink something first. ”

Yoko Ueshiba bowed slightly, then picked up the "Rainbow Beauty" with both hands, and gently bit the straw on it in a very shy and elegant posture, and took a small sip, and then saw that on her snow-white face, two blush floated, the tip of her tongue was slightly spit out, and her palm was fanned hard in front, and the expression clearly said a word "spicy".

Yang Qiao was secretly amused when she saw her like this, it turned out that she was not much better than herself when she drank wine. He pretended to take another sip of the black tablet, and now that he was used to the bitter taste, he felt that it tasted good.

He doesn't usually drink much, but now he feels a little dizzy, and his voice is a little louder.

"Yoko, you've been in China for a while, there are a lot of beautiful scenery, a long history, and very interesting people, and the customs are different from place to place, you should take a walk and don't care too much about the old things of the previous generation. ”

"It's not like that. Yoko Ueshiba retracted the tip of her tongue, straightened her chest, and put on an expression of sitting upright.

"You Chinese land is very good, but people are not very good, you are too used to forgetting. In Japan, family inheritance, generation after generation, will not forget the ancestral teachings, but you Chinese are not like that. ”

Yang Qiao's face turned red again, he felt despised by the Japanese girl in front of him, but he wanted to refute, but he couldn't find the words for a while, and when he frowned, "Yoko." A crisp and pleasant voice sounded from the side.

Yang Qiao turned around a little unexpectedly, and saw a girl wearing a red short skirt and a ponytail walking towards her, her big eyes as bright as the moon were unforgettable.

"Ma Xiaoling?" Yang Qiao held the beer glass, stunned for a moment. Why did she appear here? I still want to talk to Yoko, but now that the main lord has appeared, how can I say this?

You can't ask her in front of her if she has a curse sigil on her body, right?

"Little Spirit. Yoko Ueshiba stood up and waved at Ma Xiaoling, who walked over with brisk steps: "What a coincidence, passing by here, I happened to see you." ”

Yang Qiao looked at her with some hesitation, then looked at Yoko Ueshiba's face, and muttered to herself: What such a coincidence? Hey, my plan has been ruined......

"Xiao Ling, come and sit here. Yoko Ueshiba warmly beckoned Ma Xiaoling to come and sit down, and then bowed to Yang Qiao and said, "Yang Jun, I asked Xiaoling to sit with us, you won't mind, right?"

"Well, of course, Xiao Ling is also my friend, it's rare to meet together, so let's sit and talk together. Yang Qiao stretched out his hand to call the waiter, and Ma Xiaoling ordered a cup of draft beer.

"What were you guys talking about?"

Ma Xiaoling ordered the order, raised his head and looked at Yoko Ueshiba as if he had a tacit understanding, then turned his face to look at Yang Qiao, and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Her smile seemed to have something odd and elusive.

It's as if he saw through Yang Qiao's hole cards and caught his handle.

"Hehe, I didn't talk anything, I just said something casually. Yang Qiao rolled his eyes and diverted the topic: "Ma Xiaoling, what have you been busy with lately? I haven't seen you for a while." ”

"Go to school, and there are some things about the teacher. Ma Xiaoling picked up the draft beer he had just served and took a sip. The way she drinks is different from Yoko Ueshiba, and like her character, she takes a very crisp sip, and she doesn't mean to stop tasting it at all.

"Yang Qiao, I happened to have something to ask you today. ”

"What?" Yang Qiao smiled, but there was some kind of bad premonition in his heart.

Ma Xiaoling blew lightly, blowing the Liuhai in front of her forehead, and then she held her cheeks with both hands, and said with a smile to Yang Qiao: "I met a person a while ago, who is a deer master who has recently become famous in the feng shui world, and he has a dog by his side, which is exactly the same as your Xiao Hei." ”

Burst!

Yang Qiao was pretending not to care about drinking the black tablet, and suddenly a mouthful of water squirted out, choking and coughing again and again.

I'm really afraid of something!

Yang Qiao is depressed now, and originally wanted to knock on the side about Ma Xiaoling through Yoko Zhizhi, but who knew that before he had a chance to speak, he was countered by Ma Xiaoling.

Now this situation is embarrassing.

"Yang Qiao, are you okay?" Ma Xiaoling held his cheeks with his hands, squinted his eyes and smiled like a little fox.

"Yang Jun?" "Yangzi Zhizhi didn't have as many eyes as Ma Xiaoling, and thought that Yang Qiao was really choking, so he thoughtfully handed over a tissue.

Yang Qiao took the tissue and covered his mouth and coughed a few times, nodded gratefully at Zhizhi Yoko, and then shook his head at Ma Xiaoling's strange eyes and said, "People are similar, let alone dogs? ”

"Really?"

"It must be!" Yang Qiao puffed up his chest, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

But Ma Xiaoling continued: "It's the first time I've seen a dog like this, even the stupid hair on its head is the same. ”

"This ......" Yang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, who called his own little black is too distinctive, a handful of hair on his small head, and now that he has grown up, the dull hair is still standing firmly on the door of his head, which is simply a signboard.

However, his eyes rolled, and he still stubbornly said: "There are so many dogs in the world, and it's not strange that there are stupid hairs on their heads." ”

I called it Blackie, and he said yes, and came running over and wagging his tail at me. Ma Xiaoling winked at him.

Yang Qiao really wanted to squirt out a mouthful of old blood at this moment: this stinky dog...... So undisciplined!

"No words, huh?"

"Actually...... Dogs are good friends of humans, just like if you call the dogs on the side of the road, Wangcai and Rhubarb, they will also wag their tails at you. ”

"Editor, you continue to make up. Ma Xiaoling was still smiling, but this smile was already a little cold. As long as Yang Qiao dares to deny it, she dares to turn her face.

Yang Qiao was too familiar with Ma Xiaoling's smile, and suddenly felt like a deflated ball, his body softened, and he shrugged his head and raised his hands: "I confess, the heroine begs to be spared." ”

He understands that if he continues to hold on, Ma Xiaoling will really turn his face.

"Yang Qiao, we've known each other for a long time, I'll wait for your explanation. ”

Ma Xiaoling sat up straight, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and stared at Yang Qiao with a scrutinizing gaze, not letting go of a trace of his subtle expression.

In terms of understanding people's hearts, Ma Xiaoling is definitely a demon beyond her age.

At this moment, Yang Qiao was forced into a corner, with no way out.

Yoko Ueshiba also understood something at this time, her hands were on her knees, and she quietly clenched her fists, showing a trace of nervousness in her heart: Listening to Xiao Ling's meaning, Yang Jun seemed to know about that deer master, no wonder Xiao Ling let herself create an opportunity to ask Yang Jun together.

Facing Ma Xiaoling's sharp gaze and Yoko Ueshiba's gaze full of nervousness and doubt, Yang Qiao was under a lot of pressure.

He took a heavy sip of his beer.

At this time, it is impossible to hide it, and it is necessary to give Ma Xiaoling and Yoko Ueshiba a satisfactory answer.

He took a deep breath, and his slightly red eyes were forced to look back at Ma Xiaoling without giving in.

"Xiaoling, Yoko, do you really want to hear the truth?"

"Don't talk nonsense, get to the point. Ma Xiaoling said unceremoniously.

She has accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction, and the master behind Yang Qiao has always been like hiding in the fog, obviously having such a strong strength, but pretending to be low-key. Maybe maybe Yang Qiao and Master Deer are......

Yang Qiao slapped the table hard and said fiercely: "Okay, since that's the case, I say!"

He grunted, drained the rest of the dark beer in one gulp, and exclaimed, "The truth of the matter is...... Master Deer is my master!"

Ha?!

As soon as this sentence came out, the eyes of Ma Xiaoling and Yoko Ueshiba almost fell off.

Ma Xiaoling stumbled and almost didn't resist.

"Yang Qiao, what you say is simply ......"

"It really can't be true!" Yang Qiao continued with red eyes and a breath: "Master Lu is a hidden master, he inherited the ancient method of feng shui, he is my teacher, his feng shui attainments are superb, unfathomable, he is a beacon in my heart, is the sun......"

"Enough!" Ma Xiaoling stretched out his hand and pressed it, but had to interrupt Yang Qiao again.

Yoko Ueshiba held her forehead with her hand, feeling a little messy.