Chapter 551 550. Two bowls of tea, a plate of peanuts

   Hearing the other party's words, Lu Bian observed this person for a while.

  Has well-proportioned hair, wears a small Western-style hat, small sunglasses, a long jacket, and carries a small suitcase.

   As soon as this feeling came up, Lu Bian immediately found out where this guy was familiar.

   Does he have a great-grandson or great-great-grandson named He Jiaoyang?

  Contacting the good eyes he said before, it is estimated that this person is the descendant of Yin and Yang eyes of this era.

"really."

  In this case, Lu Kian didn't hide it, and reported his name.

   "Actually, I have no interest in Xuanjun's position at all. Not long after my child was born, I help people watch Feng Shui at home, seek good luck and avoid evil, and live a very comfortable life, so I don't have to come here to argue with them."

  In the teahouse, He Chong ordered a bowl of tea to moisten his throat, and asked for another plate of peanuts, and said immediately.

   "It's rare for us to know each other, and I also advise you, **** Xuanjun, in this troubled world, honestly make some money, just take care of your own one-third of an acre, and don't meddle in these things."

   He is very temperamental, and he didn't hide it.

   "This Xuanjun, doesn't he look like a very powerful position?"

   Lu Jun was curious.

It seems that these people with superhuman abilities usually don't have much interaction. They only meet once every ten years. Maybe some families have long since become secularized, and they are used to the life of ordinary people. Sir, the situation of this competition is not very clear.

  Lu Jun can easily ask questions and be a newbie. .

   "Xuanzhe, Youyuan, things that do not conform to the common sense in this world are Xuan, Xuanjun is these illusory kings, the emperor on the face has just stepped down, where can the emperor on the lizi sit safely?"

   He Chong took another sip of tea.

   "Face? Lizi?"

  Lu Bian thought it sounded like a word in the martial arts world.

   "Face is what everyone can see. It's a busy, troubled world."

   He Chong paused, as if he was selling his words, but quickly blurted out again.

   "Sorry, I have a bit of a professional habit. Lizi is in the market and neighborhoods, under the dark alleys. The emperor and Laozi can't control those ghosts, and Xuanjun, it's the ghosts and ghosts."

   "What do you mean by professional habits?"

   Lu Kizuna asked immediately.

   "Why don't you ask the ghosts and ghosts? Well, we look at Feng Shui, look at the face, and let's not mention whether it is accurate or not. Some words can't be said nonsense."

   He Chong glanced at the next table, where three people dressed as students were sitting, seemingly discussing something.

"Even if the other party is really **** disaster, and Yintang is black, you can't tell him in front of others, you need to observe the words and expressions, say what he likes to hear, don't finish the words, the hexagrams are not exhausted, otherwise, even if you have the ability of the real guy, you will not have a good reputation.”

   He picked up two and threw them into his mouth.

   "Really talented, so you really have yin and yang eyes?"

  Lu Kizuna is now learning and selling, and asks according to the other party's words.

"You still know this, sigh, it's just a little trick of carving insects. The ancestors of the He family used to study in Wudang, and later they made mistakes and were punished to guard the back mountain. Every day, they accompany those monsters and ghosts. Over time, their eyes are also polluted, and they can see the unclean things. Things, replaced by Yin-Yang Eyes."

  He Chong may also have a son recently, so he is in a good mood. He respects himself when he sees a junior like Lu Bian, so he said a few more words.

   "You know the three religions and nine streams, right?"

"know a little."

   Lukan nodded,

"There is no need to say more about the three religions, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, there are two kinds of views, we take the upper, middle and lower one, but that is for the sake of face. Us people."

"The person who flows, the water moves, the reason why it is called Jiuliu is the meaning of water flow. No matter whether the mountains and rivers change or the water divides, the water always maintains itself. It means that although the tradition of Jiuliu changes, there is always a persist."

   Having said this, He Chong subconsciously wanted to sell off, but he paused before speaking.

"Yin-yang eyes, storytellers, paper cutters, corpse makers, picking stars, moving mountains to find dragons, and walking a hundred miles, these seven families are the main ones, and the rest are due to their status. When the dynasties changed, they were implicated in the destruction of the family, and some of them disappeared without a trace, and when the nine-flow became the seventh-flow, the fifth-flow, and even the last-flow, the lizi was gone."

   "These are all noble families? All have abilities like yours?"

   Lu Bian became curious.

   These several schools with names, some he has heard of, some he has never heard of at all, at least in modern times, these things may have been lost or hidden.

   Thinking about it carefully, if he hadn't met He Jiaoyang, he wouldn't have known that there were Yin and Yang eyes in this world.

"Almost, the Yin-Yang Eye is passed down from generation to generation in my family. Is it a storyteller, who speaks to the past and satirizes the present, and his tongue is eloquent. The last time I saw him was ten years ago. I don't know if the teacher will come this time. "

"Although the name of the paper-cutting officer is an official, he is actually a craftsman. The paper-cutting is vivid, such as ghosts possessed, corpses deal with corpses, suppress ghosts and ghosts, picking stars is empty-handed, stealing, robbing the rich to help the poor, moving mountains to find Longfen Jin Dingxue, also known as Mo Jin Xiaowei, is a tomb robber, who walks hundreds of miles to set up a security bureau, and travels thousands of miles every day."

He Chong simply said a few words, these occupations seem to be a bit nondescript, and Lu Bian feels that it must not be understood only literally. Well, there are no ghosts in this world at all. The Yin-Yang Eye is a weak and weak version of the [True Vision], which can capture the breath of strange things and react to the pollution of foreign lands.

   Therefore, the paper cutter seems to be cutting paper and cutting window grilles, and it is estimated that it also has some special functions.

   If only I could see it with my own eyes.

   "By the way, Brother Lu, what genre are you?"

   After taking a sip of tea, He Chong remembered again.

   "I am an actor, I am performing, and I will give everyone a good time."

   Lu Kizuna replied casually.

   "It's not the old nine, to be honest, there's no need to get involved."

   He Chong persuaded again.

   He was probably the first to lie down in the Nine Streams, and he kept pulling other people to lie down together.

  Lu Bian felt that he and Qin Tiantian must have a lot in common.

Hearing this, there was a burst of cheers, applause, and shouts from downstairs. The two looked downstairs and found a car parked at the entrance of the tea house. A man with a big back.

  This man is about the same age as He Chong, but he looks generous and natural, with a sense of calmness that he has seen in the world.

   He took off his hat, saluted, and soon came to the second floor, and sat down at the table of the two of them as if they were familiar.

   "Hey, no way, it's too popular."

   He ordered a cup of tea, watched Little World War II go back tremblingly, and smiled again.

   "Stay safe, Brother He?"

  Lu Bian looked at this man and thought he was a little familiar too.

   (end of this chapter)