Simao took a sip of wine, sighed comfortably, and said quietly: "I did it."

Lao Dao snorted: "I guess it's you." You are in front of so many people in the Chunniang Teahouse, one of them did not knock down three people, which is equivalent to not recruiting yourself, and a group of tea guests blew you to the sky, saying that your father is a master of deep concealment, hidden in the city, you are a family heirloom of kung fu, never easy to show people. Whether others believe it or not, I ask myself that these eyes are still very poisonous, your father doesn't have this ability, but in you, the old way is gone, kung fu is no better than others, no more than ten or twenty years can't come out, and you don't have it in your mother's womb, how did you practice this kung fu? ”

Simao looked at Wang Lao mysteriously and said, "Who said that you were blind, you guessed right just now."

"What did I guess right?" Wang Laodao is a little blind.

Simao smiled and said, "I was brought by my mother's womb, you answered correctly."

"Get away, the child is silent, and the strange force is confused......."

Simao's nose was about to laugh crookedly: "Why are these words so awkward from the mouth of your god, don't go out and shout everywhere, let those fools and fools hear it, you won't have a place to slander people in the future."

"Stop talking nonsense, talk about your business!" The old way is the right way.

Simao put away the expression of the hippie smile, and asked solemnly: "Old Dao, do you believe in the past life and this life?"

Wang Laodao's chopsticks stopped, and he stared at Simao suspiciously: "Both Buddhism and Taoism talk about the past and present lives, the Jade Emperor is in charge of the yang world, and Yama is in charge of the underworld, but no one has ever seen it!"

"I'm talking about being able to see things in this life in the previous life, have you seen or heard of it?"

Lao Dao suddenly felt that there was a yin wind in broad daylight: "People in the yang world have to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup when they cross the Nai He Bridge in the underworld, and the things in the previous life can be forgotten cleanly, you didn't drink that bowl of soup?"

Simao was almost suffocated in one breath: "Is there really such a thing?" Then why don't I remember what Nai He Qiao and Meng Po looked like? ”

Lao Dao looked at Simao's expression, and said with a smile: "Scared? Do you kid have times when you're afraid? ”

Simao's head shook like a rattle: "I really didn't have anyone to discuss before I came to you, don't pretend to be a ghost, hurry up and help me analyze and analyze, I'm thinking about it now, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

"Yes, for the sake of the pig's trotters, you say it in vain, and I listen to it in vain, and I can't solve it, I have to say the first two things!" The old man said slowly.

"I, I always feel that when I sleep at night, someone calls my name, Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei's, the voice is quite familiar to people, like a soul, as long as I call like this, I will follow it like falling into the old deep black hole, so frightened that I dare not open my eyes, my heart will fall straight down, and then I will go to a strange place, where things are familiar and unfamiliar, we have never seen these things before, the tortoise shell-like iron guy has a lot of wheels, running fast, there is no wood in the place where people liveIt's all covered with gray objects, and it's high enough to be in the clouds, and there are bright and dazzling lights everywhere, not our oil lamps here, and I don't know what to do, and everywhere is as bright as the daylight......."

Lao Dao seemed to be frightened by the scene described by Simao, and he was stunned for a while, but Jiang was still old and spicy, and went straight to the point of the question: "Did you see anyone there?" What do you do? ”

Simao looked at his head, searched his intestines and tried to think about it for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "Yes, this is what made my heart not fall."

Seeing Simao casually holding the wine glass, but not sending it to his mouth, the old man's face also became solemn, with his understanding of Simao, it is rare to have such a serious expression, once this kind of expression is revealed, needless to say, it must be a puzzle that cannot be solved. Therefore, Lao Dao did not interrupt, let alone ask, and quietly waited for Simao's next step.

"I remember when I was still a teenager, one day I met a gambling sieve cup old man, the people were eaten to death, lost a bottom, to my heart aggrieved, half a night can't sleep, and then I fell asleep in a daze, I dreamed that I fell into a hole, and then I sat in a big room, surrounded by glass frames, many people are shaking the sieve cup, each frame has a group of people, different, even the hair can see the real. Some of them were dressed in strange clothes, and the woman had her shoulders and white thighs. Some of them were dressed like ours, and some of them wore braids without turbans. I don't have time to pay attention to these, just staring at their hands, there are a lot of masters in these people, how to make thousands, how to cheat, I can see it clearly, now I have opened my eyes, after waking up, I will follow the practice, not to mention, since then, I can always dream of these situations every three or five times, and I have learned a lot of unique skills. ”

"That's how you got your gambling skills?"

Simao nodded: "That's how I practice."

"Then that's how you came to do this kung fu?"

Simao shook his head: "That's not it." When Xu Sandao touched the boat, he killed two people in one go, I knew that it was impossible for him to stay alive that day, I desperately looked for an opportunity, and played tricks to make Chun Niang run quickly, she didn't run or say anything, and she also used medicine to put down Xu Sandao's few. But what is Xu Sandao doing, it is the ancestor who did the secret cave business, and he can see what kind of medicine it is by looking at the wine, so he turned his face on the spot, this bastard still wants to bully Chunniang. I was pressed so hard that I couldn't move, so I was in a hurry, I didn't expect this urgency, I opened my eyes and began to dream, I saw myself kick over the table, take advantage of the black light, snatch the knife from the other party's hand, just a few strokes, knocked over four. In this way, I made the analogy according to those patterns, and it was strange to say that when I started my hands, I had surprisingly great strength, and my hands and feet were fast, but those people were slowly soaring, like old cattle pushing and grinding, and I slaughtered them cleanly one by one. Kill them, I ran to Xu Sandao, that scene was in front of my eyes, I drew a scoop according to the gourd, and chopped off Xu San's hand, but this moment Chun Niang cried out in pain, I was distracted, and let Xu San jump into the water and run away......"

After listening to Simao's words, the old Taoist was silent, but his stomach turned his little inventory upside down, and he couldn't find that such a thing was written in the book, and the old Taoist priest waved his aching head: "Do you dream now when you think about it, or do you have this kind of dream when you have the opportunity?"

Simao thought about it carefully: "Maybe, sometimes I try my best to think about it, but I don't turn over after sleeping all night." Sometimes I don't want to, he stirs up your dreams again. ”

Lao Dao nodded: "I don't think it's a bad thing, everyone follows the master's ability, it's good for you, just dream." But there is something you think is annoying, I have to say it, you weigh it yourself..."