"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in Auntie!" I have to say that this cheongsam woman is indeed very charming and charming, but the fat powder on her body is too heavy, and her face is painted with heavy makeup, although she is very charming, but I have a sense of disgust for such a woman, I still like Sister Hong's natural beauty.

I don't know if it's because what I said was too straightforward, the body of the woman opposite trembled slightly, and the charm in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and then a cold light flashed, but it flashed.

"Hahaha, do you hear it, people are not interested in Auntie, Qingji, isn't it ugly to slap your face?

"Heh, laugh, laugh, it's better to laugh at you, just now you practiced and made such a big move, and you still have a smile! What's wrong with my age, this little guy calling me aunt has proved that I am very young, otherwise he should call me grandma, hehehe~" The cheongsam woman laughed and trembled.

To be honest, my current feeling is that on the road at night, I met two mentally ill and two mentally abnormal people, still joking with each other, and my heart can only be described as speechless and helpless.

"The two of you talk slowly, the little one will quit first!" I sighed softly, I was really helpless, and muttered quietly, as little as possible to attract any attention, and wanted to leave quietly.

However, the cheongsam woman in front of me suddenly fixed her eyes on my body, and then the small fan in her hand closed, snapped, and pointed directly at my forehead, and then I felt that my brain suddenly buzzed, how to explode a muffled thunder in my mind, and the whole person lost consciousness in an instant.

In the last moment when I lost consciousness, I only silently spit out one word in my heart, damn!

I don't know how long it took, but I slowly woke up and opened my eyes, but it was in a place that was completely unfamiliar to me.

Antique ornaments, incense candles floating around, a look up, a big day Buddha statue in front of people, giving people a thorough feeling of the sky, in the huge hall, incense candle table, futon tribute.

"Where am I?" I looked around, this must be a Buddhist hall, and it should be such a large area, it must be a temple! But how could I be here? And in this small city, I have never heard of such a big temple!

For a moment, I had the feeling of traveling through time and space, it couldn't be that I had traveled through time! But I was still skeptical about this kind of thing, after all, the fantasy in the novel could not become a reality!

"Hiccup~ You're awake! I didn't expect it, your kid's mental power is quite amazing! I was hit by Qing Ji, although I only had one strength, I actually woke up in a day and a night, and I was conscious, it's rare!"

Just as I was wondering, a voice came from overhead, burping as I spoke.

I followed the sound, but I couldn't find anyone.

"Damn, what the hell in broad daylight!" I couldn't help but say.

"Hey, hiccup!~ In front of the Buddha, be careful when you speak!"

I looked around again in the direction where the sound was coming from, and this time I finally saw someone.

On the huge statue of the Buddha, on the palm of the fingers of the Buddha, there is a person half-lying.

The statue was so big that I could only see a human being, dressed in gray clothes, but the others were not clear or real.

"Hey, who are you? where is this? Why am I here?" I said a few steps back to the half-reclining man.

"I can hear what you shout! In front of this Buddha, can you pay attention to your words and deeds!" said the person on the Buddha statue, sitting up, looking down at me.

I saw clearly this time, the Buddha was sitting on the hand of an old man dressed in gray, with gray hair, gray and messy, his face was glowing red, but his eyes were unusually bright, so far away, I could still clearly see the essence of those eyes.

"Hiccup~" The old man burped again, and then, a round thing, tied to a red rope, fell from the old man's body and hung in the air.

"This is... Damn! You still say that I, who needs to pay attention to words and deeds?!" I looked carefully, and what was hanging in the air turned out to be a large wine gourd, and the dripping little liquid fell to the ground, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

But what happened next, to be honest, really refreshed my perception. Because this old man turned over in the Buddha's hand and rolled straight down from the Buddha's hand.

I couldn't help but close my eyes, for I was afraid that I would see a picture of blood splattered on the spot, but before my eyes were fully closed, the old man turned around in the air, and then landed firmly on the ground, on his toes, and stood there steadily, without even making any sound.

I have to say that this scene did shock me, after all, the height of this Buddha statue, really not a joke, the distance of the Buddha's hand, also in ten meters up, and this sloppy old man, unscathed, unscathed, standing firmly in front of me, this kind of thing happened in front of me, anyone will feel incredible.

"Well, who the hell are you, why am I here?" I swallowed, and my words were a lot more restrained, after all, this strange old man in front of me was unpredictable.

"Who am I, if I don't tell you, why are you here? I won't tell you!" said the old man in gray, hanging the wine gourd on the belt around his waist, looking at me, and chirping.

As soon as I said this, I rolled my eyes in anger. If you don't tell you, you won't speak, you have to say that, it's annoying, isn't it?

"Are you always joking with me?" I resisted the urge to beat him and said, although I endured it, I respected the old and loved the young, but later I learned that fortunately I didn't do it, otherwise the future life will only be more miserable.

Just then, a voice came through the door.

"Elder Xing, don't tease him, he doesn't know anything. "The person who walked in was the middle-aged man in black before, and when I saw him, I probably knew what was going on.

"Do you know that I need to go to school? How long have I been here? My family is going to be very worried, okay? Do you have any human rights?!" My anger also came up all at once, this strange old man said before, I woke up one day and one night, that is, I haven't been home for at least two days, three days to be exact, and I don't know how worried my mother is about me, and I get angry when I think about it.

However, the middle-aged man ignored me, and instead went straight to a futon behind me and sat cross-legged, then looked at me again before speaking.

"Zhang Shuo, a single parent, lives with his mother and stepfather and stepsister, and attends No. 3 Middle School. On the first day of reporting, he was beaten twice. ”

The middle-aged man slowly said my information.

"Have you investigated me?" I wondered, normally I didn't have anything to investigate, except for some people my father knew when he was alive, but these two people were not like each other, and for a while, I didn't know what was going on.

"That's right, during the time you were in a coma, I already had your information, and the school has taken a leave of absence, at home, except for your mother, I guess no one will care about your existence. Therefore, the school came forward and issued you a certificate of accommodation, requiring you to live on campus for a few days, on the grounds that the new students would be integrated into the group. The middle-aged man continued.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" I looked at the two in front of me puzzled, not knowing what their intentions were.

"Sit down first, I need to tell you about this matter slowly!" The middle-aged man pointed to a futon in front of him and motioned for me to sit down first.

I had no choice but to be at the mercy of others for the time being.

After I sat down, I didn't think about how bizarre and fantastical what I heard next.

In this world, there are many stories, some bizarre stories, but they are not without wind and waves. Most of the people are ordinary people, but among these ordinary people, there are also many hermits. These people are the uncommon people among ordinary people.

For example, the two in front of me, the rulers of occult arts. The occult art here is not fortune-telling and divination, but a real kind of kung fu and a kind of cultivation.

The person I have always called a middle-aged man is actually over 100 years old, and the same is true of that Qingji, so before Qingji said that I should call her grandma and aunt to call her young.

And the other person in front of me, that weird old man, turned out to be Taishan Beidou among the occult practitioners.

"Wait a minute, I probably understand, but what does this have to do with me? I'm not like you?" I was shocked and confused, but one thing I knew for sure was that what it had to do with me.

Occult arts, that is, the cultivation of a kind of exercise, the great achiever, can go to the sky and the earth to fly the eaves and walk the wall, and can also prolong life, just like the two people in front of me, who can see that this middle-aged man's age has reached more than 100 years old? And the weird old man, not to mention, this middle-aged man treats him respectfully, which shows that this person is definitely not simple. And with the middle-aged man's age and appearance so inconsistent, it was natural that I began to guess the age of this strange old man.

"Can you get to the point, why am I here?" I was a little impatient, but I couldn't help it.