Huang Lao, a professor at a dignified university, an expert guest of Binhe TV, and a knowledgeable and witty and humorous man from thousands of viewers, actually said something that ordinary people can't understand at all, if Dong Yue'er is present, I'm afraid I will drop my jaw in shock. The so-called spring point is also called lip point, that is, the black words of the king and the tiger.

Fang Xuanji was praised by Huang Lao, and he was a little proud in his heart, but he was humble and low-key: "Uncle Shi, you are laughing at me, where can I get into your eyes with those fishy (fake kung fu, mouth style) things?"

"Fishy and sharpened race immortals. Huang Lao sighed with emotion, "Nowadays, there are not many young people who are willing to work the sharp gnawing (real skills)." ”

Fang Xuanji is middle-aged, but Huang Maosen is called a young man, not only does he not feel awkward, but echoes and says: "The main thing is that the pestle (money) is easy to come, like the older generation who want to cure the pestle (make money), the pestle must be hard (with real kung fu), and the emphasis is on picking cakes on the flat ground, and taking thieves on the opposite side." Like now, there is no need to meet, make a few phone calls, and there will be the old one who is fishy (the fat sheep is deceived). ”

Huang Maosen shook his head and casually asked about Wei Xuefeng's situation: "That old man just now was a fire worker?" (asked Wei Xuefeng this sheep, is it fat?)" Without waiting for Fang Xuanji to answer, Huang Maosen suddenly waved his hand again and said, "Look at my memory, my grandfather just said a few years ago, don't talk about spring in the future, I saw Xiaofang today, and I forgot about this stubble when I was happy." ”

"I understand what he means by the old man, just let us not talk about it in front of outsiders, right?" Fang Xuanji didn't believe that Huang Maosen would forget his grandfather's instructions, but he couldn't tell what he meant for a while. Fang Xuanji hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to take a risk, he lowered his voice and leaned over: "I dare to say this in front of you, uncle, I feel that my grandfather has forgotten the root of our going to the rivers and lakes to be the prime minister." (The people in the rivers and lakes call themselves prime ministers, and the common people who don't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes are called empty.) ）

"What my grandfather has been talking about all these years is 'de-Jianghu'. Huang Maosen glanced at Fang Xuanji lightly, and didn't seem to hear what he meant to confess his heart, but explained it for his grandfather, "Especially these spring black words, when they hear them, their first reaction is to say that the spring points are all gangsters, bandits and hooligans." ”

"As the old saying goes, I'd rather give up a piece of gold than pass on a word of spring!" Fang Xuanji could only stubbornly continue to insist on his point of view when it came to this part, "You don't want things like Bada Kuai, but if you don't even understand the spring point, won't we really become street gangsters?

"You are angry!" Huang Maosen suddenly sighed, "There are eight gates in the rivers and lakes, and in addition to Jinmen, there are only four side gates left." ”

"As long as our Kinmen does not fall, the rivers and lakes will still be there. Fang Xuanji's mood was a little excited, he stabilized his mood a little, and felt that his position had been stated, so he got up and picked up the card sent by Wei Xuefeng from the coffee table outside, and pushed it to Huang Maosen's table with both hands, "In any case, my business is a business, thanks to the masters introduced by my uncle, if it weren't for a few seniors of Fengmen who took some money from Wei Xuefeng's casino, he wouldn't have jumped over the wall to find me." With this card, I will borrow flowers to offer the Buddha to honor your old age. ”

Huang Maosen didn't look at the card, and his expression became serious: "You are still in a hurry to do this business, and if someone dies, it will be trouble." ”

Fang Xuanji smiled bitterly: "I just added a little oil to the fire, I really didn't expect that kid to jump off the building." Otherwise, people nowadays don't have the ability to bear it at all. ”

Huang Maosen looked at Fang Xuanji with a smile: "Since there is a human life, it is an opportunity to fly (pretending to be a ghost)." ”

Fang Xuanji was seen through by Huang Maosen, and his old face was slightly red: "I am a little careful, let Uncle Shi see through it." I asked him for 200,000 yuan of runjin, and I planned to pay him back another 100,000 yuan from the casino, so that he could taste the sweetness of my Qimen feng shui again. Then, as long as someone 'accidentally' breaks his feng shui array, we can drug him and fly him!"

"How to collect the last pestle?" Huang Maosen smiled and nodded, quite appreciative of Fang Xuanji's routine arrangement.

"Now in the south, the most popular thing is to build a living base, and I even chose a cemetery for him, which is in Panyun Mountain. "What Fang Xuanji said about creating a foundation is to build graves for the living.

"Can you still set up a grave in Panyun Mountain?" Huang Maosen shook his head, "A few days ago, the city just issued a document, changing customs, and the policy resolutely does not allow this. ”

Fang Xuanji smiled: "The more the policy is not allowed, the higher the cost of our foundation is set a little higher, which is reasonable, right?"

"You kid, it's a ghost!" Huang Maosen pointed at Fang Xuanji and said with a smile, "Since you like to deal with people in the official face so much, I turned around and told my grandfather, in addition to your Golden Gate's nationality, let the Demon Gate accept you." ”