In folklore, black and white impermanence is revered as the seventh and eighth masters, and they are the two most famous ghosts in folk myths and legends. They are handcuffed and handcuffed, full-time to hunt down ghosts, help reward good and punish evil, and are the generals of the gods of the underworld such as the king of Yama and the city god......

Of course, this fat black man is a living person, and naturally he is not the mythical black impermanence. As for why Feng Qingyan suddenly paid attention to him, it was because he exuded a strange aura on his body, giving people a very strange feeling.

And, most importantly, the blue-faced fanged demon has opened its eyes.

If a person can make the blue-faced fanged demon open his eyes, it will naturally not be easy to go anywhere, and there must be something different from ordinary people.

"This man...... Seems a little quirky......"

At this time, Tu Zhongshan looked at the back of the fat black man, thought for a while and said.

"Mr. Tu, do you think he happens to be surnamed Fan?" Feng Qingyan smiled and said in a joking tone.

"Surname Fan?" Tu Zhongshan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Feng Qingyan was talking about for a while. However, he guessed that Feng Qingyan must have found something on this fat black man's body.

What was found, though?

Although this fat black man gave him a strange feeling, there were all kinds of wonders in the world, and this was nothing at all. If you walk down a street, you will feel that many people are very strange, or maybe you are very strange in the eyes of others......

"Fan Baye in black and white impermanence. Feng Qingyan said with a deep groan.

Tu Zhongshan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, he didn't expect Feng Qingyan's brain hole to open so big, and it suddenly opened to Fan Baye's body.

"Don't you think he gives people the feeling that he is Fan Baye?"

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly and said, it was because of this that he felt a strange feeling on the black fat man's body.

At this time, Tu Shan frowned slightly, no wonder he felt a strange feeling in his body. Then, he asked with some doubts: "Divine Monarch, is he really the Impermanent Divine Monarch, Eighth Master Fan?"

"No, how is that possible?"

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but shake his head and smile, if the other party was really black and impermanent, could he still be so calm?

Tu Zhongshan was relieved when he heard that it was not, and then smiled and said, "It's not strange that the surname is Fan, but it can't be so coincidental, right?"

"Maybe it's going to be that way. Feng Qingyan said with a deep groan.

At this time, the fat black man walked farther and farther, and in this dim light, he was about to lose sight. Then, Feng Qingyan groaned for a while, and walked back to Qingshi Street, he wanted to observe who this black fat man was.

The blue-faced fanged demon opened his eyes for some reason.

When I saw it in the picture, I naturally followed.

"Fan Baye, what's wrong with you, you?"

At this moment, a somewhat panicked voice came from the front.

At this time, Feng Qingyan glanced at Tu Zhongshan, and Tu Zhongshan was a little stunned, he didn't expect that the other party was really surnamed Fan, it was really such a coincidence.

When Feng Qingyan and Tu Zhongshan walked back to Qingshi Street, they saw the black fat man standing quietly on the street, looking at the people around him with a calm face. And those gangsters who were originally sitting on the stool chatting and farting stood up in a panic when they saw him coming, looking a little nervous and scared.

At this time, Feng Qingyan vaguely felt a ferocious and suppressed violent aura on the other party's body.

"This man...... It's a bit cruel, not a good person. ”

Tu Zhongshan looked at each other and said with a deep groan. However, he was curious about Feng Qingyan, how could he suddenly pay attention to the other party, was it just because others called him Fan Baye?

"Who's the monkey?

At this time, the fat black man said coldly, his fierce gaze swept over everyone.

"Eight, eighth master, I am. A small, thin man with sharp-beaked monkey gills slowly raised his hand in the crowd, looking a little panicked.

The black fat man's gaze immediately focused on the monkey's body, which made the monkey shrink his head. Then, the fat black man walked towards the monkey step by step, and when he came to the monkey, he said, "At half past six this morning, did you steal a thousand yuan from Chen Po?"

"No, no. ”

The monkey couldn't help but be startled and quickly denied it.

At this moment, the fat black man suddenly grabbed the monkey's neck, held the monkey in the air with one hand, and said with extremely fierce eyes: "Let me ask you again? At half past six this morning, did you steal Chen Po's 1,000 yuan?"

"Let go, let go ......"

The monkey was choked by the black fat man's neck, and was held up in mid-air, and his face suddenly turned red, looking very uncomfortable.

"Answer me!"

The fat black man didn't pay attention, still holding the monkey with one hand, and let the monkey's feet kick him. But at this time, the monkey was speechless, his face turned from red to dark red, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

"Eighth master, why don't you let the monkey go first. ”

"Eighth master, if you don't let go, something will happen to the monkey. ”

At this time, some onlookers were talking one after another, and the black fat man also threw the monkey on the ground, and then he stepped on the monkey's chest. When the monkey saw this, his face immediately became frightened, and he struggled continuously, but the black fat man's eyes were extremely fierce, and he was staring at him with fear.

Just as he wanted to admit it, a man with a hideous scar on his face suddenly walked out, and said to the black fat man quite dissatisfied: "Eighth master, you are a trick, how could a monkey steal Chen Po's money? Monkey, do you say yes? Monkey said no, eighth master, are you mistaken? Eighth master, take the liberty to ask, who is this Chen Po the eighth master?"

"You're the Scar of Bluestone Street?"

The fat black man looked at the scarred man and said coldly.

"Yes, I didn't expect the famous Eighth Master to know my scar. The scar man laughed, and then patted the black fat man on the shoulder, "Eighth master, I have a treat tonight, let the eighth master have a good time, and by the way, let the monkey confess to you, how about it?"

"Take your hands off and get out of the way. ”

At this time, the fat black man looked at Scar coldly, and his fierce gaze made Scar a little unbearable, so he didn't pay attention to him at all. And Scar saw that the eighth master was in front of everyone, but he didn't save him any face, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Hmph, call you eight masters, do you really think of yourself as black and impermanent?

Scar looked at the fat black man with a gloomy face.

At this time, the fat black man's feet pressed the monkey's chest, pressing the monkey difficult to breathe, and he was constantly struggling.

"Eighth master, I stole it, I was wrong, let me go. ”

At this time, the monkey finally couldn't help it, and said with a sad face, if he didn't admit it again, the eighth master would trample his chest down.

The eighth master is not a good person, and he definitely does it.

"Monkey, do you know what you're talking about?" The horse scar man's face turned angry, he glared at the monkey, and then looked at the eighth master coldly.

"Click-"

At this moment, the fat black man suddenly stepped on the monkey's right hand, breaking the bone of the hand.

…… (To be continued.) )