Chapter 122: Luck on the Han River (Part II)

The old liar didn't speak, coughed lightly, and Lin Hao immediately poured a cup of tea obediently and held it with both hands. The old liar sighed and said: "Double dragon play with pearls, the key is not in the dragon, it naturally falls on the word 'play', which can be described as a plaything!" ”

I secretly said in my heart, this old liar is used to pretending to be a fool in the old society, and now he often sells a pass, is it not better if he doesn't give a reward?

Seeing a group of us looking at him with open eyes in the clouds and waiting for the next step, the old liar took a sip of tea with considerable satisfaction, and then said: "The so-called luck of a certain ancestral land is accumulated by countless generations of local residents, which can bless future generations, and later generations do good deeds and accumulate virtue and feed back to the ancestral land. The trend of Shuanglong playing pearls in Hanjiang City, good luck is good, but it is a pity that the word "play" is the head, only cultural people, not the heroes of the world! ”

"What does this have to do with my problem?" I still don't understand, "What I'm asking is why they don't steal the luck of the capital and come to steal Lao Tzu's Han River?" ”

"Stupidβ€”" Sun Jade Rabbit poked his head out from under the bed and shook his ears, "Why don't you understand?" It means that there have never been any big people in Hanjiang City, and luck has never been used! ”

"I understand-" Lin Hao realized first, "What Master means is that the land on the Han River is good, and there is great luck, but there have never been any big people, so the luck has not been used, it is like there is a treasure hidden in the house, which attracted thieves!" ”

The old liar nodded and said, "Yes, there is a certain amount of luck, use a little less, just like a reservoir, you need to store it again when you run out." Although the capital is extraordinary, the capital of nearly a thousand years has consumed a lot of luck and is not easy to obtain. But Hanjiang City is different, for thousands of years, a blessed land, overflowing with luck, but not to mention the emperor, there is not even a general prince, only a few literati and have written a few crooked poems and made a few eight-strand articles, which has nothing to do with luck! ”

Sun Jade Rabbit also shook his head: "Yes, an emperor has to consume his ancestral home, how much luck is it......" Out of the corner of its eye, it saw the little nurse coming over happily with a smile on her face, and was so frightened that she suddenly retracted under the bed, and the little nurse squatted at the foot of the bed and reached out to catch the rabbit, and she was not interested in listening to our conversation at all.

As soon as I said this, I understood that the emotional "luck" thing is like the family's deposits, although the capital is a large family, but the family is big and can not afford to squander, don't look at the decoration is splendid, in fact, basically the cash is running out, and the stamina is insufficient. Lao Tzu's Hanjiang City is different, but the small family is thrifty, so the family has a solid background, and the money in the bank passbook has not been withdrawn.

"Well, I understand," Luo Yongqing scratched his head, a little heavier and his huge head, "This is the same as a girl, there is a lot of natural loss of qi and blood in the fetus, the skin is rough, and the skin of a virgin girl is so elastic, so there are many people chasing her!" ”

Lin Hao glared at Luo Yongqing and took a sip: "You dead animal!" Get out of the way! ”

Ao Xiaogui grinned, walked over and patted Luo Yongqing's shoulder, and said, "Master Dog, I heard that the number of tadpoles in this man is proportional to his IQ, I think the number of tadpoles in you is not too much, I'm afraid it won't be more than 100 million, right?" ”

"Damn, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves worrying," I swallowed, "This is where the gods and Chao Ye are robbing luck, so I'm so impatient!" ”

"Actually, luck is of little use to immortals!" The old liar pondered for a while, "Immortals cultivate the way of heaven, and luck is only useful to mortals, but only immortals can manipulate the luck of a place, and I can't think of who is playing ghosts?" I can't think of their purpose, but, as far as I know, this kind of immortal art requires the combination of earth and water attributes! ”

"Tuxingsun?" Lin Hao exclaimed, "I remember that Tuxing Sun is not an earth attribute?" ”

"Yes," I chimed in, "I don't know he has a water-attribute helper by his side!" ”

The old liar nodded and said, "It's not that this is not possible, since Feng Sanniang has the helper of the earth attribute of Tuxingsun, it is not strange to have one more water attribute!" He lowered his voice again, "I've thought about it carefully these days, I'm just afraid that our Divine Administration Bureau will be busy in the future!" ”

"What? Did you get the instructions from above again? I quickly asked.

"Not really!" The old liar shook his head, his face solemn, "But I vaguely feel that something is wrong, we have found more and more clues to the reincarnation of immortals, such a big thing, the more there is no news on it, the more strange I feel." Moreover, if you think about it carefully, is this trip to Xianmen a little too smooth? ”

"Huh?" I followed the old liar's words and thought that there was indeed such a thing.

"Xianmen was made a waste by you on the first day, and a batch of treasures from the eighteen squares of Xianmen were taken away by you, and they also accounted for the three furnace bodies of other people, and they all kicked their noses in the face, but the sect masters of the nine sects of Xianmen and the monsters of the Elders' House didn't make a move, what kind of Tiangang ancestor can be said to have repeatedly tolerated and retreated, don't you think it's strange?" The old liar asked, "I don't think the foundation of Xianmen is so simple!" ”

"Then what do you mean......" I think the old liar might have seen something.

"I don't mean it, I don't understand it," the old liar interrupted me, "I just think it's getting more complicated now!" ”

While he was talking, Luo Yongqing's phone rang, and while Luo Yongqing answered the phone, his face suddenly became very ugly, and he suddenly stood up and rushed out.

"Brothers, come with me and get in the car downstairs!" Luo Yongqing hurriedly walked out, shouting, "Lao Luo has an accident, I must rush over immediately!" ”

"What's wrong?" I hurriedly pulled Luo Yongqing back, this dog day was too big, and it actually dragged me slippery for a while, "Don't panic, explain it!" ”

"Lao Luo is going to jump off the building, saying that his business has collapsed and he has been cornered by creditors," Luo Yongqing's face was not very good, "Just now it was a call from the police station, saying that someone was already on the rooftop!" ”

"Who is Lao Luo?" Ao Xiaogui asked stupidly, "He jumped off the building to shut us about birds?" ”

"Lao Tzu's surname is Luo, who do you say Lao Luo is?" Luo Yongqing was a little irritable, "My father, my biological father!" ”

"Let's go-" I was also anxious when I heard this, "The little nurse and Lin Hao stay here, Han Fei'er will go with us, you can talk to the police!" ”

"I'll go too!" The sun jade rabbit jumped out and jumped into Han Fei'er's arms, the dead rabbit will find a place, relying on his good fur to sell cute, and the cheapness of a few beautiful girls around me has been stained by it.

"What's the panic? I can't die-" A few of us hurriedly walked out, and when we looked back, we saw the old liar coming leisurely on the bed, "The father of the deputy director of the Divine Administration Bureau does not live to be one or two hundred years old, is he worthy of being a fairy father?" ”

Luo Yongqing was stunned for a moment and asked, "Xu Zhenren, you, ...... What does that mean? ”

The old liar grinned: "What I mean is that your father can't die, and he will live a hundred years!" ”

We all breathed a sigh of relief, the old liar is a serious immortal, although he can't use immortal magic due to the restrictions of heaven, and

"Let's go, let's take a look," the old liar slowly stood up, pulled his shoes and walked out, and said to Luo Yongqing as he walked: "You are not the face of your parents' early death, don't worry, there is a Divine Control Bureau, your father can't die if he wants to, and if he dies, he can get it back......"

"That's not to make the dog father die......" Ao Xiaogui also relieved and said with a smile.

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