Brother Hao took the tower, checked it, and said to himself: "I didn't expect it to be sealed inside, and if the seal is broken, energy will overflow." ”

Seal? This word seems to appear a lot in fantasy novels or TV, but I didn't expect this humble tower to be so mysterious.

"Sister, there's more you don't know." Haoqi hooked the corners of his mouth, with pride and pride on his face.

Every time he absorbs a ghost, he not only absorbs the energy of the other party, but also stores the knowledge in his memory bank.

So, now that he has accumulated a wealth of knowledge in his head, he quickly recognizes the seal and immediately thinks of ways to deal with it.

I think of the big devil sealed in the Fisherman's Legend, what if the tower is really an omnipotent monster?

Brother Hao saw my uneasiness and immediately understood my thoughts.

"Sister, the energy overflowing from this seal is soft, and there will be no danger, don't worry......"

Rest assured, how can I rest assured! I looked at Brother Hao, holding a few talismans in my hand, for fear that something would happen to him.

Haoqi shook off his reassuring gaze, and then forced his body into a line, the tip of which formed an awl, and drilled into it along the gap.

This scene is that Sun Wukong is locked in an impermeable gong on all sides, and all kinds of gods gather outside, among which there is a sharp-horned god who drills holes with horns on his head.

I thought I could only see the footage on TV, but now the real-life version has appeared, and Brother Hao is the god with special skills.

I watched this scene stupidly with adoring eyes, and suddenly the scene changed.

Brother Hao went in along the gap that had been drilled. The outer body turned into green smoke and gradually entered the inside.

Shouldn't it be drilled on TV, the gods are exhausted and fall to the side, why did Brother Hao still go in?

The plot changes, and I don't know what to do.

Just then, I heard an unfamiliar voice.

This voice is arrogant and violent, with the dignity of a superior person, but it is the old man in the twilight.

"Stinky boy, get out of here......"

Who is this? Talking so impulsively? It was like a wolf with its tail stepped on roaring.

Countless questions arose in my mind, could it be that there was some big man living in the tower?

It can well be imagined. It can't be a human entity. Nine times out of ten, it's a soul body.

Brother Hao told me that people have three souls and seven spirits, and after death, most of them are crippled souls and become muddy. It's easy to be driven. There are few souls as complete and sober as Sweetheart.

Listen to the sound. The old man had a clear mind and a good temper.

I saw the edge of the tower, and there was blue-gray smoke wafting out. It should be Brother Hao who retracted the body that poked in. The shadow continued to swell, and he re-transformed into a handsome and beautiful young man, who was my very concerned brother, and I saw his suspicious eyes looking at the tower with respect and awe.

"Old man, I have no malicious intent, if you are conscious, come out, otherwise I don't mind absorbing you!" When he speaks, his expression is solemn.

"Come out, come out, who am I afraid of?" It's still that unruly voice.

With the sound, a cloud of lilac smoke wafted out from the crack in the tower, and soon formed a mushroom cloud in the room. The cloud was constantly changing, and a tall and majestic figure of an elderly man appeared faintly.

This old man was wearing a set of Qing Dynasty official costumes, and he actually wore a red crown on his head, giving people a majestic momentum. A knife-like face, a wise and shrewd face deposited over the years. Seeing this occasion, he subconsciously stroked the three strands of long hair under the sea.

The most attractive thing is the other party's gaze, which seems to be able to see through people's hearts, and like a high king looking at the crowd of beings at his feet, this momentum is daunting.

What surprised me was that this old man, as if he had gone through a long journey, felt a little weak and powerless, and his body was as light and shallow as paper.

They all said that they had never eaten pork, and they had seen pigs running, and I saw this Qing Dynasty costume on TV.

Isn't this old man a great official of the Qing Dynasty? Zeng Guofan? Tso? Li? Zhang Zhidong?

Forgive me for my lack of knowledge of history and my prejudice against those who are full of diligence, and I immediately think of these big celebrities in my mind, and I am still a little complacent.

"Grandpa, who are you?"

"I'm a businessman!"

The red-capped merchant of the Qing Dynasty, there was only one person.

Hu Xueyan!

It's been more than a hundred years, and the ghost after his death hasn't dissipated, and it's been sealed, it's a miracle!

It is said that his story is sprinkled with millions of words, he is a famous Hui businessman, he looks strange, chic and handsome, he supported Wang Youling when he debuted, and then opened Fukang Qianzhuang to fully support Zuo Zongtang.

Rich and rivaling the country, building ten beautiful buildings, he is willing to give, shameless to ask, brave to explore, well-known at home and abroad.

Because of his ignorance of official reason, self-righteousness, and lack of flexibility, he became a political victim of the struggle between Zuo Zongtang and Li Hongzhang, and finally died of poverty and illness at the age of 63.

This man is amazing! It immediately occurred to me that if I went into business in the future, I could use his strengths.

"Brother Hao, don't hurt him!" I respectfully moved the Taishi chair and asked the old man to sit down.

Hu Xueyan sat down unceremoniously and observed the situation in the room.

Haoqi also admired Hu Xueyan quite a lot, how could he hurt the other party, the nervous expression on his face relaxed, and he bowed deeply to the old man respectfully: "Grandpa Hu, why are you in the tower?" ”

Hu Xueyan saw that the people in the room had no ill will towards him, and his serious expression relaxed.

"It's hard to say, wait for me to tell you slowly." The attitude changed just now, and he went from a high king to a miserable old man.

It turns out that the ancestor who was in business was still an excellent performer, and when he thought of the things he had passed, he would never be able to play without acting talent.

It is said that the big husband can bend and stretch, and this scene has become an absolute classic.

I heard his respectful inquiry, which was the same as the judgment just now.

"What do you call this little brother?"

"My name is Haoqi, Grandpa Hu, you can call me Brother Hao." Brother Hao replied respectfully.

"What's your name, girl?" He asked me instead.

"Grandpa Hu, my name is Rou'er, and it's okay for you to call me Rou'er."

Feeling the attitude of the people in the house towards him, the expression on his face became approachable, cordial and kind, and he turned to the tower behind him and said, "Aunt Jiu, you can come out too." ”

"What, there's still a soul in the tower?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, my concubine Jiu'er." The old voice brings out nostalgia and love.

At this time, from the place where Hu Xueyan came out just now, a thin pale pink smoke floated out, and a charming woman about thirty years old appeared in front of me.

I saw that she was dressed in a fateful costume, and her head was full of pearls, but it was difficult to hide her beautiful and bright appearance.

Like Hu Xueyan, her body is transparent, giving people a feeling of weakness and powerlessness. (To be continued.) )

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