Modern technology is advanced after all, and if you want to check your family tree, you no longer have to dig through old piles of paper like before.

It was just a phone call, and Professor Clark Coney was already sitting there calmly, slowly tasting the top cigar in his hand, and looking at Xing Jie so casually.

Devil's Dog?

Who is this?

Even if it's a certain great power of the Oni Clan, so what?

Those who can bring the ghost clan are only a thousand years of history in total, and when the Western Jin Dynasty of China was chaotic, they moved to Jiangnan as a whole, and in order to hide their identity, they deliberately hid the ghost clan. It was not until the Mengyuan period that the entire ghost clan began to diverge, some of which remained, while the other part migrated to the west.

Knowing that Xing Ming was in eight places in the middle of the body, it was normal to know that there were one or two ghost clan disciples.

Even if Xing Jie knew about a ghost, what could he do?

I'll just watch you pretend to be forced here!

Even if your reasoning just now is correct, what can you do? I came here to trade with you and already give you enough face, but I didn't expect that you don't know what to do, for your grandfather's sake, at most you will be proud for a while, if you can't get the real thing, it will let you know what is really cruel!

What if you can fight again?

The power of a Guardian is never imaginable!

And Xing Jie is a picture of an old god, and even leisurely spit out smoke rings there to entertain himself.

The video is connected, and what appears on the screen is a courtyard, with green leaves in the courtyard, pavilions and pavilions, and a piece of water lily on the pond that is accidentally exposed, although it is only a little revealed in front of the camera, but the design full of Soviet-style garden style is known at a glance to be from the hands of famous artists.

An old man who looked very well maintained sat quietly on the futon, unable to tell his approximate age, although he had white hair, his complexion was quite good, and the inner light in his eyes was constricted and extremely clear. Dressed in a noble and not luxurious Tang costume, he looks magnificent.

"This forced pretending is really slippery, it's just natural, leaving no trace. Xing Jie sighed secretly in his heart, and threw himself to the ground at the old man's instinctive admiration for the old man's pretense instinct.

That's what a horse is.

How?

Are you ready to overwhelm others?

Is it true that the master graduated from Xiamen University?

"The one Xiaoyou just said is indeed the ancestor of the ghost clan, avoiding the ancestors. However, this person disappeared mysteriously back then, and even the life card of the ghost clan disappeared, making it difficult for the ghost clan to move forward in the Zhou royal family in those years. I didn't think about it, but I reappeared in the hands of Xiaoyou, which can be said to be the will of God. ”

Damn, is this old man pretending to be forced to the extreme, so that fantasy and reality can't be distinguished?

Dare to pull the will of heaven at every turn?

Forcing the king.

It's really a generation of pretending kings.

Xing Jie admires it, don't want it.

You fucked up to the extreme, do you know what providence is?

The boundless thunderstorm is the true providence!

If it weren't for that once-in-a-lifetime super thunderstorm that slaughtered all the combat creatures to the extreme, just those exhausted Mu Tianzi's army?

Maybe the whole history will have to be rewritten!

It's because of that thunderstorm that you have the opportunity to pretend to be here.

Now what providence do you say to me?

"Don't you wonder how I came up with the name Oni?"

"Curious, of course, but I know you're going to say it. ”

"Bingo, you guessed it. Although according to my habit, this answer should be charged, but for the sake of you and I are Chinese, I will give you a big discount, and this answer is free. It's because a great power once appeared and told me. ”

Xing Jie said witty words seriously, although he said it very seriously, but the meaning of his words can make people angry.

Mighty?

When that war took place, it was more than 2,000 years ago, and all the people living in this realm were monkeys, and there was a ghost with great power.

The closest power to the time of that war was Gautama Siddhartha hundreds of years later. But that great power is far away from India, thousands of kilometers away from here, in fact, the distance is nothing, the key is time!

Wait, time?

Hundreds of years of gaps?

And the super power of the ghost in that era was only one in the world.

Daozu Li Er!

"Why are you looking at me in such amazement? I have said that it is powerful, and if I can't hear such obvious hints, I will doubt your professionalism. ”

Xing Jie shrugged his shoulders and expressed his dissatisfaction in a rather American manner.

"This can't be, how did you spend another hundred years in that environment, how do you prove that what you say is the truth and not your hallucination?" Professor Connie exclaimed in disbelief.

Xing Jie snorted coldly.

Professor Clark Coney choked on.

Indeed, Xing Jie can't lie about this kind of thing, and if he can't produce evidence, then he will completely fall off the altar! A treasure hunter who lies academically will lose the foundation of his life in the whole circle, and that is integrity!

In this circle, you can be insidious, you can be black-hearted, or you can turn your face and deny people.

But we must not come up with false information to deceive people.

And whoever does this, then he is waiting to be hunted down!

The ancestor who was called the Ghost Pig was his best friend of Lao Tzu Li Er, and even Li Er was recommended by the Ghost Pig for the position of royal historian, which is clearly written in the records that have been handed down. And I believe that it is absolutely impossible for this lucky little friend to have seen the genealogy of the Ghost Clan. The old man looked down and thought about it, and then said affirmatively.

It seems that Professor Connie's rank in the Guardian organization is not as high as that of this old man. Now that the old man has begun to admit that what Xing Jie said is right, the rest is simple.

"How can you trade that method?"

"Why should I trade? Dear Professor Clark Coney, I remember that before I came back to Turkmenistan, you said that if I did it well, then I would have a place in the whole North American distribution, right?"

"That's right, I did. If you are willing to use this method to make a petition, this gentleman will immediately approve you to be my deputy from now on!"

"Vote?" is a good word. What I want to do, though, is the old gentleman's deputy!"

"You're too self-conscious, aren't you?

"Of course, who made me the lucky guy, this is known all over the world. Maybe the old man thinks I'm lucky and wants to take advantage of it? The thoughts of the superiors are not something that we subordinates can guess, right, Comrade Clark Coney?"

As for whether Professor Connie was so angry that he was called a comrade, this has never been the case, and he certainly knows what this word means.

Only when superiors meet subordinates or between peers will there be such a title!

Xing Jie is just a little older?

It's just that you have made a little discovery, and you want to be on an equal footing with yourself?

"Haha, what an interesting young man. There is a lot of courage and some means. But it seems impossible to sit in this position with all this. But I'll give you a chance, guess who I am. If I guess correctly, I'll let you and Clark have a fair game, and the winner wins!" the old man said this with a smile there, but there was a chill in his eyes.