The person in the lead should be about the same age as me, a handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an extremely burly figure.

The person who followed him had the temperament of a teaching gentleman, with a gentle smile on his face.

As for the person who walked at the back with a huge bow, it should be the archery master mentioned by Kong Baiyang not long ago.

"He's Fang Shi'an?" Shippo stood beside me, looking at them and muttering to me, "Why are you so young, you look younger than us, right?" ”

"Age doesn't mean strength, maybe people are talented." I laughed.

At this time, the three people also noticed us, and they walked up to the old man and looked at us curiously.

Of course, when they saw Kong Baiyang, their expressions were still very surprised.

"Why are you here?" The leader frowned and asked Kong Baiyang in surprise: "Are you a thief or do you want to retaliate?" ”

"Get out of the way." Kong Baiyang scolded: "Lao Tzu has nothing to say to you. ”

can force Kong Baiyang, who is as cold as an iceberg, to the point of swearing, I have to say that this person is also quite capable, it is estimated that there are still contradictions between the two of them that have not been resolved, and there is hatred in each other's eyes.

"You shit! Scold when you meet! Who are you? The man glared at Kong Baiyang angrily, it was completely like a crow falling on a pig and only seeing others black, and he didn't feel that he was scolding people at all.

At this moment, the young man smiled at me and stretched out his hand coldly, as if trying to shake my hand.

"You are?" I reached out and looked at him curiously.

"Song Butian." He smiled: "You are Xiao Shen, right?" I saw you a few years ago, but you shouldn't remember me. ”

"I really don't remember." I was embarrassed and said, "Where did you see me?" ”

"In your shop, I went to buy medicine from the old man that day, and I happened to meet you." Song Butian smiled, looking at his appearance, he was quite polite, similar to Situ, it was easy to make people feel good.

Hearing this, before I could ask more, the burly man standing next to him spoke, and asked curiously: "Old Song, are these all your friends?" ”

"I didn't know each other before, so I didn't, but now I know it, and I will do it in the future." Song Butian smiled, held my hand, and introduced me: "These two are my brothers, we belong to the same generation of gentlemen, we can be closer and closer in the future." ”

"You should be from the Fang family, right?" I asked tentatively.

Hearing this, the man with a foul face nodded and shook my hand.

"Fang family, Fang Shiliang."

I don't know why, when I shook hands with him, I felt an indescribable cordiality, as if I had known him for a long time.

"My grandfather often tells me about your Fang family, it's really famous, it's better to meet," I laughed.

"You're welcome." Fang Shiliang said with a smile: "The living king of the Shen family is a real master, I have heard Lao Song say it hundreds of times, but I have not had the opportunity to see it with my own eyes, this time I can meet with the descendants of the Shen family, which can be regarded as satisfying my little wish." ”

I was about to say a few more polite words to him, when Fang Shi'an, who was standing next to me, came up coldly, clasped my arms with both hands, and shook wildly.

"Oops! This is the Shen family! Hello hello hello! My name is Fang Shi'an! ”

"Brother, you can't stand shaking my arm lightly," I said in a cold sweat, only to feel that my whole arm was going to be shaken apart, don't look at this person's thin figure, the strength in his hand is not small!

"Get out of the way." Fang Shiliang scolded, dragged Fang Shi'an, and looked at him impatiently: "Dog meat can't be served on the main table, do you say hello like this?" ”

Fang Shi'an let go of his hand, I was relieved, rubbed my arm, and smiled at him awkwardly: "Little brother, your hand strength is not small." ”

"Don't mind, my brother has a bad brain, he was born." Fang Shiliang sighed, seeing that Fang Shi'an was still eager to shake hands with me, his face was more sad than his heart: "Can you die far away?" Don't make me dizzy, okay? ”

"Brother, you dislike me again." Fang Shi'an replied very aggrieved.

It was also at this time that I coldly discovered that Fang Shi'an had a difference from ordinary people.

Of course, I'm not referring to IQ, I'm talking about eyes.

In his eyes, there were a lot of bloodshots, like fatigue caused by staying up too late, and like he had an eye disease, and the whites of his eyes were full of thick red bloodshots.

As if he noticed that I was looking at him, Fang Shi'an glanced at me and smiled.

At that moment, the bloodshot in his eyes increased again.

That's right, it increased in an instant, as if it appeared out of thin air, and it was extremely weird.

"Fill up the gas, let's go!" Standing next to their car, the old man shouted, "Turn around and get closer from the fork!" ”

"Brother Deflated, make a U-turn on the highway, are you not afraid that we will be hit and killed?" Fang Shiliang asked tentatively.

"I'm afraid of a fart, just pay attention." The old man smiled, pulled the car door and jumped on.

I guess they also have something to do, hearing the old man's urging, Song Butian looked at his watch, then walked over, and greeted us very politely, saying that this time we won't talk about it, there are other things to do, and when I have time to go back to Sichuan, I will find us to have a good get-together.

"Goodbye." After Fang Shiliang got into the car, he waved at us, looked at Kong Baiyang, and said with a smile: "When we meet next time, Lao Tzu will have to beat you." ”

"You try." Kong Baiyang sneered.

"Damn, just try it" Fang Shiliang scolded, opened the car door and was about to jump off, but in the end, he let Song Butian drag him back, glaring at Kong Baiyang menacingly: "It's not that I haven't beaten you, you pretend to be a fart with me!" ”

"Kong Baiyang, next time we meet, let's compare bows again!"

Fang Shi'an was the most polite one, and with the people present, he took turns shaking hands once to say goodbye, and finally stood in front of Kong Baiyang, stroking the horn bow on his back, while looking at Kong Baiyang with anticipation.

"Okay." Kong Baiyang nodded, for this little brother who is not very good at braining, Kong Baiyang was very polite, and said to him with a rare smile: "I won't lose next time." ”

After receiving this reply, Fang Shi'an happily got into the car, and the excitement was like a child getting candy.

Seeing their car turn around and drive in the opposite direction, we also returned to the car and continued on to our destination.

"You've lost?" I asked Kong Baiyang.

He nodded, shook his head again, and didn't explain much.

"That guy surnamed Fang beat you?" Qibao's question was not polite at all.

Kong Baiyang closed his eyes, didn't say anything, and looked like he was about to fall asleep.

"Did you see that Fang Shi'an's eyes?" Situ drove the car and chatted with us with great interest: "Those eyes look so weird, blood is pouring out, he can't be sick, right?" ”

Kong Baiyang sneered and said, "Fang Shi'an's name is Pheasant, it is a unique natural eye appearance, if it is an eye disease, I can also think of it." "Notes: 殂 reading, pheasant reading

Pheasant?

I seem to have seen this word in Fang Shengzhi

Oh yes! That's it!

"I remember! His eyes are indeed famous! ”

"What's the name?" Qibao leaned on the small pillow and looked at me boredly: "I stayed up for two nights, and I am also famous, do you want to hear it?" ”

I gave Shippo a blank look and explained to the others, "It is said in the book that in ancient times there was a spirit named the Pheasant, which was very similar to the appearance of a domestic chicken, and it could be known and reported, but its spirituality was much stronger than that of a domestic chicken. ”

"The characteristic of this spirit is that the essence blood is poured into the eyes, and the eyeballs are covered with red silk, like spiders."

"The pheasant can easily observe the flow of yin and yang qi only through the naked eye, and this skill is a skill that many feng shui masters dream of."

"You're saying he can observe the flow of yin and yang?" Qibao frowned and looked at me in disbelief: "This is too much, isn't it?" ”

"Not really! Otherwise, why would it be so rare? When I said this, I couldn't help but be a little envious: "Seeing qi is not the same level as seeing ghosts, and compared with the yin and yang eyes and the pheasant eyes, they are more than a step worse." ”

At this time, Qibao seemed to realize something, and hurriedly asked Situ, "Why are they in Hainan?" Wouldn't it be looking for Zhou Wugui too?? ”

"Probably not, our routes are different."

Situ said, raising his head and glancing in the rearview mirror.

"I understand Song Butian, if they go to find Zhou Wugui, then they will definitely tell us, or even follow us, maybe they have other things to do."

Situ said, lit a cigarette and took two puffs, rubbing his eyes a little tiredly.

"I guess they don't know that something happened to the Living Yama King, and if they do, Song Butian will definitely have to blow up the temple."

"He has a good relationship with my grandfather?" I asked.

Situ shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Average, but if your grandfather hadn't helped him, he wouldn't be alive today."