388 and Uncle Purple Gate

In the Fangshi circle, Hexi Fei is definitely a legend.

In the early years, Fei's was ordinary, no, even quite stubborn.

In that era of lack of food and clothing, thirteen-year-old Fei Shi entered the bureau as if he were entering his own house because of stealing chickens and dogs.

At the age of nineteen, he almost died because of the crackdown, and he escaped from the river in embarrassment and began to drift north.

Since then, he has been frightened, and he no longer dares to be cheated.

He has been a beggar, brushed bowls, served dishes, worked as a mason, and carried cement in the Maritime Pearl Building, and he has been mixed until six out of thirty, and he has not made a big difference.

It wasn't until he was thirty-seven years old, drunk and walking at night, that he fell headlong from the overpass and fell asleep in the hospital for a week before he woke up.

Since then, Hexi Fei has been like a different person, he claims that there are immortals in his dreams to teach him, and he has learned the "Eight Characters of the Heavenly Marrow" in a dream for three hundred years.

woke up to the first order, gave a hexagram to the old man who was dying in the same ward, and calculated that his operation would be successful, and he got off to a good start.

Since then, the river and river Fei have been running thoroughly, from cloth clothes and white dings to Zhumen Hongru, Fei's threshold has changed somehow.

Just when Fei was in full swing, he suddenly announced his retirement to Yamada.

So far, those who can still meet Fei's are definitely characters from all walks of life at the top of the pyramid.

Fei's illuminated statues and jade pendants have become sought-after goods that are difficult to buy.

It was Fei's family, who was so easy to see outsiders, suddenly held a banquet today, invited a person, sat alone in the Guolin Thatched Pavilion late at night, drank the breeze, ate the cold moon, and chatted about the words that outsiders could not easily hear.

Defei's invitation was an old man with thick eyebrows who looked seventy or eighty years old, the old man was dressed in cloth, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked like a bit of the god of thunder in mythological stories.

He held chopsticks, ate and drank heavily, and his face was full of slurp: "Since Lao Wang went, I have lacked a little taste wherever I stayed." ”

Fei Shanzhuo scolded with a smile: "You are a shovel, no wonder you are not welcome anywhere, you are delicious and drinkable, but you still lack taste?" ”

The thick-eyed old man lifted the wine bottle and blew it: "No taste, no one is allowed to say it?" Look at Lao Wang, you can turn into a snake and come out to play, you are good, blow the water! ”

Both of them probably seemed to be drinking high, and Mandarin was mixed with various dialects, spraying in that pair.

What a master's image has long been thrown out of the clouds.

Until the old man with thick eyebrows scolded: "Didn't you say that you would let Lao Wang turn into a spirit?" People pinch, people pinch? Ah, I ask you, where have the people gone? ”

As soon as this angry scolding came out, Fei Shanzhuo stopped squeaking and wilted.

The old Wang that the two talked about was Wang Lin, who Zhou Yuancheng had trained for a period of time in his early years, and died of illness in March this year.

In the outside world, Lao Wang has long been stinky.

When countless ordinary people marveled at Lao Wang's superb scam, and even Jack Ma star Zhao was a guest of the scene, few people noticed that when star Zhao and Lao Wang met, they were still filming and returning pearls, and Lao Wang had already entered the house.

Lao Wang really has the ability, but he doesn't have the ability, and those people who stand at the top of the pyramid will not flock to the city with banknotes.

It's a pity that it suffered a catastrophe and left a stench for thousands of years.

"All sentient beings have too strong minds to turn into spirits, even if they turn into spirits, they are also a 'liar king'."

Fei Shanzhuo muttered, his eyebrows full of yin owls.

"Senior Zhou has admitted Lao Wang's talent, Lao Wang just can't count this catastrophe, and he shouldn't be reduced to the point of being scattered, I don't believe there is no black hand in this matter?"

"I can't find it, it looks like a robbery."

The thick-eyed old man didn't squeak, and said after a while: "I heard that Senior Zhou's closed disciple followed the big businessman Chang Dong?" ”

"There's such a thing!"

"How can this Changdong be able to accept Ding Lu?"

"It's all information on the Internet, and you don't know how to count it yourself?"

"Wang Ba Lamb, I'm not good at pinching my fingers, otherwise I'm asking you what you're doing?"

"You're right."

"What?"

"Tianyi nobleman."

Bang dang!

The thick-eyed old man stood up hula, flicked his chopsticks, and walked out without looking back.

"What are you going to do?" Fei Shanzhuo shouted.

"Find him!"

"People don't believe this, I've tried it."

"Why don't you believe he keeps Ding Lu?"

"Nonsense, can you talk to Ding Ruby?"

"!"

Before the scolding fell, the figure of the thick-eyed old man had been covered by layers of fruit forests, and he could no longer be seen.

Fei Shanzhuo sighed, knocked it with chopsticks, and shouted: "It's boring to drink alone, come out to accompany the master!" ”

The sound fell, a beautiful head poked out of the thatched pavilion pillar, and the beauty broke out, but the back half became smoother and longer, like a beautiful snake.

A faint white mist suddenly rose in the fruit forest, under the moon, like a fairyland, but without waiting for this artistic conception to ripple, strange spirits emerged.

Count carefully, human-like, but thirty percent.

"Fei Shanzhuo, when is this poor country the leader? When people ask for light, you give people a light! ”

The beautiful snake slid down and wrapped around Fei Shanzhuo's body in a circle, and her beautiful head exhaled like an orchid and squeezed Fei Shanzhuo's ears, which looked extremely weird.

"Can't stay any longer?"

"It's not that I can't stay, it's just that life in the mountains is too boring."

"The days in the mountains are boring, and the days in the shrine are not even more boring? You're right after the C! Fei Shanzhuo sneered.

"No, no, I'm kidding." The beautiful snake panicked.

"I'm not kidding."

"Fei Shanzhuo, you don't deceive people too much!" The beautiful snake was furious.

Fei Shanzhuo's face flashed fiercely, he grabbed the neck of the beautiful snake with his backhand, shook it violently, pressed it on the dining table, and grabbed it in the void with his right hand, as if he didn't catch anything.

But the spirits retreated in terror.

"No—"

The beautiful snake screamed even more.

Fei Shanzhuo's right hand had already been chopped down, and his hand was up and down.

The knife passed over the snake's body, and in an instant, countless spiritual mist rolled and scattered, and it had become an ownerless thing.

The group of spirits retreated in fright, rushed up in a hurry, and desperately swallowed the beautiful snake to disperse the spiritual energy.

The demon who has been cut by the demon knife, the bone is deboned and cramped, and the pollution is sharply reduced, which is comparable to worship, who is not red-eyed?

Chopping the beautiful snake, Fei Shanzhuo looked at the group of spirits scrambling, let go of his right hand, raised his glass and smiled: "Hahaha, remember, humans are the only creatures that will kill when they are full!" can't stand the loneliness, you can roll out of the river, Fei will never stop it! ”

The sound fell, and in the awe-inspiring and complicated eyes of the spirits, Fei Shanzhuo drank all the wine in the cup and slammed it on the table with a bang.

Who will kill the king when he is full?

Fei Shanzhuo wiped his mouth and looked up at the sky, the bright moon was in the sky, shining on the earth.

Could it be you? Thief God?

Man-robbed? Hum!

……

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"Daddy, I'm... I saw it walking outside last night with Uncle Purple Gate. ”

The little man of Zhan Jia's family timidly pulled his father's sleeve, pointed to the bronze statue standing on the shrine in the southeast corner, and said in a childish voice.