"Ouch!" Ren Song, who was in a daze on the side, hurriedly pulled Sun Qiuhong aside when he heard this, this stupid woman! Are you looking for bad luck?

"That...... Uncle and grandfather ...... "This coward smiled with a face, and was about to say two good words for the girl behind him, but suddenly found that the old man looked blank and didn't look angry.

But I heard the uncle and grandfather sigh: "Alas...... You girl really don't know Mr. Nine Crazy? The little girl standing in Ren Song shook her head when she heard this, and said apologetically: "Uncle, don't be angry, maybe I have been in school for a long time, so I am lonely and ......unheard."

Mr. Zhang San was stunned for a while when he heard this, and finally said: "Forget it, it has nothing to do with you, and we can only blame the disciples behind us for not being angry, so that Mr. Nine Crazy has a bad reputation." Alas...... I think back then, his old man was a well-known figure in Luozhong......"

"That...... Grandpa, can you tell us about that ...... The story of Mr. Nine? "I have to say that Sun Qiuhong, this girl, is much more troublesome than the cowardice on the side, knowing that she said the wrong thing just now, she immediately opened her mouth to remedy it, and this question really asked the itch of the old man.

But he saw Uncle Zhang's thigh patted his thigh happily and said: "Okay, good, I was about to let you descendants know that Mr. Nine Crazy was famous back then......" He was happy in his heart, and was about to start speaking, when he hesitated slightly, looked up and looked around, and said: "It's too abrupt to say here, it's disrespectful to the master, and I'll tell you about it when I go back to the hall." Fengchao, you beckon them to go to the house, I'll wait for you inside......" With that, the old man patted a stool, and there was no one in an instant.

Although Ren Song knew that this uncle and grandfather had the ability to teleport, the old man's elusive methods still surprised him a little. This trick is too powerful, it is even more powerful than the Terran archmage in "Warcraft", and I secretly wonder when I can learn from him.

Over there, the skinny Fengchao cousin had already yawned and complained: "What's wrong with the ghost son and daughter, you ask him about these things, the old lady is in that mood...... Get excited, tonight, I want to sleep and doze off! ”

Zhang Ziru, who was beside her, was very rude when she heard his words, and hurriedly shook her aside: "Dad, don't talk nonsense, my cousin and this sister are guests from afar, don't be rude, when grandpa hears it, you will be scolded again." ”

As soon as his daughter said it, this Fengchao cousin was even more unhappy, his triangular eyes rolled and he was about to speak, but the hall behind him suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart, and waved his hand to Ren Song and Sun Qiuhong, who were full of embarrassment, and said: "Let's go, go in and listen to the old lady put the dragon gate ......array" After that, he took his daughter's hand, turned around and walked to the main hall of the small building.

The remaining couple who depended on each other, seeing that he was in a hurry, smiled at each other, and followed in, at this time the most embarrassing thing was Bihu and Li Neng, it stands to reason that Ren Song became a ghost fairy, and the matter has been resolved, but the two ghosts seem to be unwilling to leave, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Bihu nodded, and they also entered the main hall together.

The layout of the main hall is the same as that of the common living room in rural Luozhong, but the local people often call it "hall house". Most of the peasant households' halls, there is a town house New Year's picture hanging above the wall facing the door, not what is the "mountain tiger", "down the mountain tiger", it is what "more than every year", "Fu Lu Shou" three stars and the like, and below is a barn more than one person high, and then put a table of eight immortals in front, some homes, there will be a TV set on the table, and there are various chairs and benches on the left and right.

If there are guests, a small table will be set up in front of them, and the guests will sit around the small table, watching TV and drinking tea and chatting.

The hall of the Zhang family, the layout is the same, the only difference is that the town house New Year's painting, not a tiger or a fish or something like that, but a strange old man with a crown on his head, a robe, a bowl in one hand, a bell in the other, and a curved ruler hanging around his waist.

This portrait is not only strangely dressed, but also has an even more strange appearance, with collapsed eyebrows, triangular eyes, and a big nose like a scale......

Standing in the middle of the hall, Ren Song, the more he looked at the portrait, the more familiar he became, and he turned his head to look at the cousin in a Taoist robe next to him, and then realized that he and the person in the painting were simply printed in the same mold.

The little old man, who was yawning constantly, saw Ren Song's gaze flicking back and forth between him and the portrait, and waved his hand: "Don't look, don't look, that's not me." ”

"All here? Haha, everyone sit down, sit down, don't stand......" An old man's voice came out of the side door on the left side of the main hall, the door was already hidden, and it was opened at this time, and Mr. Zhang San, who was dressed in a robe and had his hair in a bun, walked out of it with a smile and a smile.

At this moment, not only Ren Song, but even the skinny Fengchao cousin, the boss with a pair of triangular eyes, also stared at the boss, and asked a little stammering: "Dad, are you ...... Why are you walking? After a pause, he asked again, "Still talking...... Eyes are also fighting? ”

The two shou eyebrows danced again, looking at his son with black eyebrows, the old man Zhang was angry, and snorted before he said angrily: "What? You mean, I'd better not be able to walk in this life? Can't talk and can't open your eyes? ”

Zhang Fengchao, who was thin on the side, heard his father's bad words, buried his head in fright, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't your old man make a poisonous oath!" ”

"Keep your mouth shut! You Lao Tzu cleared the field very much! Sit firmly on the side! The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, and he said angrily: "Fool with no interest, teach you for a lifetime, you can't learn anything, give birth to a woman, and you can't see the eyes that are still harmed by you." This time I am still muttering with your old man. I think you're looking for a hammer?! ”

"Grandpa!" Zhang Ziru next to her couldn't help but speak: "Don't be angry, we still have guests!" The little girl obviously wanted to relieve her father, but before she could finish speaking, her father said, "Dad, you are mistaken, I have two children!" ”

"Dogs and animals, one more tough mouth, Lao Tzu ...... today!" Mr. Zhang San, who had already extinguished the fire because of his granddaughter's persuasion, was angry again, and he was about to scold again, Zhang Ziru on the side pleaded again and again, and the old man's heart softened, so he only scolded: "Wang Ba Lamb, sit against the wall." He ignored it, didn't notice it, and inadvertently classified himself and the black ghost as the same kind.

Seeing that the old man was angry, not to mention the cousin, the others were also weak for a while, and honestly sat on both sides of the hall, Mr. Zhang San saw it, and was originally very satisfied, but when he saw the two Hu Li and the two ghosts, he also sat down next to him, and couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't ask, just lit the incense candle in his hand, and walked respectfully towards the portrait on the front wall.

Ren Song on the side found out at this time that there were incense burners and candlesticks on the barn under the original portrait. But I saw that the uncle and grandfather placed the incense and candles, and bowed three times and nine times in front of the portrait, and finally got up and said: "The ancestor of Lingguan Cliff is above, the disciple Zhang Yongqing, the road number is missing, and he used to be the cigarette of the stepfamily, and he swore not to speak, not to observe, not to work, just because the younger disciples are incompetent, so that the prestige of the ancestor is not obvious, and it is really a sin that is not forgiven." ”

Speaking of this, the old man knelt on the ground again and kowtowed, then stood up and continued: "Today, the three shortages want to preach the virtue of the patriarch in front of the younger generations, and re-establish the reputation of my patriarch through the mouth of everyone, so I dare not lose my appearance, not intentionally disobey the oath, I hope that the patriarch will be aware and forgive the disciple for the crime of treachery!" With that, he knocked his head down again.

He prayed for a while, kowtowed for a while, and tossed endlessly. Everyone on the side, not to mention Zhang Fengchao's father and daughter, even Ren Song and Xiaohongmei, who were originally full of interest, were also a little embarrassed. However, Hu and Li are quite energetic, with a pair of scarlet eyes, staring closely at the portrait, looking quite interested.

Finally finished kowtowing, the old man stood up again, straightened the robe on his body, sat on the back chair next to the table of the Eight Immortals, and then said to Sun Qiuhong, who was already a little eyelid-sink: "Girl, you just said, I want to hear the story of Mr. Nine Crazy back then." Today, I will put it on your behalf, my teacher, you have to listen carefully to the majesty of the year. ”

The sleepy girl had to beat her spirit when she heard this, and nodded again and again to indicate that she was listening, where did she have the heart to listen to these strange things, if she really said it, she was afraid that Ren Song's interest was greater than her, but the atmosphere was awkward just now, so she deliberately spoke out. I didn't dare to say it explicitly, so I had to lean on my own Brother Ren Song, and listen to this uncle and grandfather "preach the patriarch Weide" in a half-dream......

The old man who was on the rise obviously didn't notice it, and continued with a smile: "Speaking of the Nine Crazy Births, that is an extraordinary figure in our Luozhong, just talk about his Dao number 'Nine Crazy', do you know how it came about?" ”

Ren Song, Sun Qiuhong, and Hu Li all shook their heads when they heard this, but the little old man next to him, Zhang Fengchao, said: "Dad, don't play tricks, they haven't heard of it, haven't I heard it?" Dao No. 9 is crazy, isn't it because he has been crazy nine times! ”

"Huh?" Hearing this cousin say this, Ren Song was a little surprised, and a little novel, he went crazy nine times, so he called it nine crazy? Could it be that this uncle and grandfather learned the magical Taoism from a mentally ill person who went crazy nine times before he was cured? Not only him, but even Sun Qiuhong, who was about to fall asleep, sat up straight and looked at Mr. Zhang San at the table of the Eight Immortals in surprise.

Surprisingly, the old man did not scold his son for interjecting indiscriminately this time, and nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, it's just crazy nine times!" Speaking of this, he looked down at Ren Song and Sun Qiuhong, who were other people with surprised faces, as well as the two whispering ghosts, cleared his throat, and said again: "There is a saying since ancient times, if you are not crazy, you will not survive, Mr. Nine Crazy has survived nine times, so he has also gone crazy nine times!" ”