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Chapter 53 "Expelling You From the Teacher's School"

Primary and secondary schools...

...eye exercises!
... No wonder it looks so familiar...

Two places, three people,

Some of the top feng shui practitioners, real estate tycoons, and nightclub queens in Shanghai all lost their eyes during a small eye exercise.

At this moment, they are all choking on their chests, not knowing where to start?

This is especially true of Lord Dragon, who crazily slandered: "The old blind man is very bad, it must be on purpose, otherwise a blind man, why don't you do eye exercises?"

He took several deep breaths before he remembered the business and asked, "Old blind man, I have business with you."

"Old tortoise, if you fart, let it go."

"I have a list here, I'm a bit confused and I want to ask you for clarification?"

"Fart, understand?"

"Old blind man, didn't you leave the magic capital and run away? Before that, what did you see?
To tell you the truth, my order this time is a bit involved with the ghost marriage you rejected.

In detail, according to the rules, I can't tell you. "

The Dragon King finished speaking solemnly,

In Box 1, Zheng Tianyang left the backrest behind his back and sat up straight.

Zhan Feifei showed a look of surprise.

Lord Ganqinglong hesitated a few times, and seemed to have scruples, so the root cause is here.

Is he afraid that a fortune-telling will provoke some untouchable existence?
Abbreviation - fear of death!

Zhan Feifei stared at the old blind man on the TV screen, thinking: "The so-called leader of the Yinmen in the free shipping area was forced out of the magic city. Could it be related to the magic city Liuli?"

Under the watchful eyes of the three, Yan Bie jumped to retort:
"Who ran away? Who did you say ran away?"

"The old man is just painting in closed doors, do you understand painting in closed doors?"

Yan Biegu turned the phone screen around and showed the surrounding scene to Lord Long.

I see,

He nestled in a red leather-based massage chair-like seat, surrounded by drawing boards and paintings on the surrounding walls.

There are oil paintings, ink wash, gouache, charcoal...even comics.

The tools and materials are different, but the content is very unified.

It's all one building and one person.

A building sometimes soaring into the sky and sometimes only three floors, a woman with a changing temperament.

as well as,

Surrounded by a strange and oppressive atmosphere.

Zhan Feifei was both puzzled and admired.

Zheng Tianyang called the "ghost matchmaker" an old man, a blind man, who had such a talent, with a variety of painting methods at his fingertips, and he was not allowed to let any painter in the world who was qualified to hold an independent art exhibition.

The Dragon Lord was not thinking about the paintings. In his eyes, the paintings were no different from straw paper. They were too hard to wipe his buttocks. He changed the topic and asked, "Just pretend you didn't run away and talk about business."

Yan Biegu sneered: "The one you are going to face is Demon City Liuli?"

Lord Dragon nodded.

Yan Farewell said again: "It is Zheng Tianyang who is looking for you?"

Lord Dragon kept silent.

Yan Biegu didn't need him to answer, so he continued on his own: "It should be, there was a lot of trouble in the live broadcast today, and this is the only thing that can make you look for me impatiently."

Lord Dragon still didn't speak.

But a lot of the time, it’s just a matter of not saying it.

If there is no rebuttal, it is the default.

Yan Biegu continued, "Let me guess, did he give you the five emperors' money?"

"brush!"

Lord Dragon's eyes widened, he couldn't hold back immediately, and blurted out: "How do you know?"

"I was there when it was unearthed."

Yan Biegu spread his hands together, and said with some emotion:

"It was in Jinmen. An antique dealer dug out an old house and found that there was a house under the house. A century-old house was actually built on the old Yizhuang in the Republic of China.

A hundred years ago, Jinmen was a world of flowers and oceans, and it was also an important town of Taoism. At that time, the masters liked to use Yizhuang as their ashram, no matter if it was the authentic Sanmao sect or the lowly sect. "

"I went for a trip when I heard the news, but I didn't expect that there was a treasure, that set of five emperors' coins.

At that time, Zheng Tianyang was also there, hey, it is true that snakes have ways of snakes, and rats have ways of mice, he actually went there earlier than my blind old man. "

……

When the old blind man mentioned Zheng Tianyang, Zhan Feifei couldn't help but glance at him.

She doesn't know all of this.

Zhan Feifei only knows that Zheng Tianyang looks like a tycoon, and that black and white are always going against the odds. Thinking about it now, this is actually the impression of more than 10 years ago.

Unexpectedly, in these years, he has been so deeply involved with the Taoism that he had sneered at before.

She was distracted by Zheng Tianyang, but the conversation between Lord Long and Yan Biegu continued...

The Dragon King asked impatiently: "Old blind man, since you are present, that set of five emperors' coins belonged to some high-ranking person in the Republic of China. With your temperament, you should figure it out, right?"

Just like antiques, the orderly inheritance will double the value,

If the magic weapon is sacrificed by an expert,

It will also be different.

Yan Biegu nodded and said, "You are indeed an expert."

"How tall is it?"

"At least as tall as the Oriental Pearl Tower."

"hiss!"

Lord Dragon took a deep breath and asked, "Who is it?"

Yan Bie Gu paused every word: "Nine stream idlers!"

"impossible!"

The Dragon King was shocked, and immediately retorted: "If it's really the magic weapon of 'I use a side door to prove the way', old blind man, would you watch it fall into Zheng Tianyang's hands?"

"But it is, and it was unearthed along with more than a dozen old corpses of the Republic of China parked in Laoyizhuang.

Obviously there is no trace of sacrificial refining, but it is intact and lifelike, fresher than the pork in the freezer of the horse. "

Yan Biegu spread his hands and said, "Old turtle, I don't believe it."

Lord Dragon was stunned.

Abandoned Yizhuang, buried deep in the ground, a hundred years have passed, and the corpses parked inside have not rotted.

This is not something ordinary people can do.

He couldn't help asking: "Where are those corpses?"

Yan Bie said: "The old carpenter in Guangdong Province is leaving, saying that it is a rare material, and it will be used for piling. Recently, the three non-black people in Guangdong Province are not enough, so it is time to replenish.

The old carpenter is a master of the Lu class. Anyone who learns this is evil, so I didn't provoke him.

If you want, go find him yourself. "

Lord Dragon shook his head again and again: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it."

"As for the five emperors' money..."

Yan Biegu sighed, pointed the index finger and middle finger of his right hand at the holes in his eyes, and said, "I can't help it, I can't see them."

"It's right in front of me. I just can't see the true magic weapon."

"Fate has not yet come, forcefully ask for disaster."

"Old blind man in Yinmen, three disasters and eight disasters are more than other Xuanmen, he hesitated again and again, but still dare not provoke him."

"Go and rest, go and rest."

After Yan Farewell finished speaking, both sides fell into silence.

Lord Dragon knows the roots of the old blind man.

The job of a ghost matchmaker is the special practice of the old blind man, not his specialty.

What is really scary about him is the pair of eyes that have been blind for decades.

Face to face, the magic weapon is unmistakable and within reach, but it is empty in the eyes of Yan Biegu, that is, there is no fate.

Lord Dragon admired: "Old blind man, I have to write you the word 'serve'. You are really stable enough if you don't stretch out your hand in front of the baby and let others take it away."

Yan Biegu yawned: "You're welcome, Yan Biegu, a member of the Gou Taoist Church, has met fellow Taoists, so I'll hang up if it's nothing."

Lord Dragon solemnly clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, old blind man."

Video hangs up.

……

"Buzzing..."

Accompanied by the suddenly darkened light and the resonant trembling sound, the high-speed train rushed into the tunnel at a speed of 350 kilometers per hour.

Yan Biegu sat back on his seat, proudly said: "Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough and hung up the phone in time, otherwise wouldn't I be in trouble once I entered the tunnel?"

"The old tortoise is so high and low that I will run away with a few words."

"Road, you have to run if you have to run; jokes are absolutely not for people to see."

In the entire business car, there are only Yan Biegu and his apprentice Bo Shao.

With a bright smile on his face, Young Master Bo brought a cup of tea and said, "Master, you don't look like you want to hide the truth from Lord Dragon."

"Oh? What do you say?"

Master Bo put the tea into the drink trough on the seat, and patted the red leather seat with the white plastic body of the business seat.

This kind of egg cabin-shaped seat, this kind of color matching, is almost on the high-speed rail.

"If I remember correctly, Master took this seat together.

Isn't it just to remind the Dragon Lord? "

Yan Biegu pouted and said, "I can't see, so how do I know what the seat looks like?"

"Yes yes yes..." Bo Shao had an expression of "I have been trained to never laugh", and almost reached out to signal "make it up, you continue to make it up".

"Well, you're right.

The old man just wanted to remind the old tortoise, don't rely on the thickness of the tortoise's shell to hit it hard on the rock. "

"Your boy has a bright eye and a bright heart. Not bad, not bad. You have three points like your master."

The old blind man turned a corner and still praised himself.

Looking at the two exposed eye holes of the old blind man, Young Master Bo couldn't help rolling his eyes when he contacted the "three-point appearance" in the conversation.

The old blind man's three-pointed heart is bright, but Young Master Bo dare not take it;

The old blind man's three-point eyesight, Bo Shao is even more insensitive.

"call!"

The high-speed rail rushed out of the tunnel, and the business car suddenly lit up.

The old blind man didn't think it was glaring, but he did, so he waved his hands impatiently: "Xiao Bo, rub these up, throw them all away."

With a swipe of his hand, he drew pictures all the way, including everything in the business car.

Young Master Bo followed suit silently.

The old blind man lived for a while, twisted in his seat, and said unhappily, "Don't you ask why?"

"Because of the eyes." Bo Shao walked out of the carriage, the sensor door opened automatically, he went in and out, continuing the previous words:
"The pair of eyes hanging high in the sky are missing from every painting."

"That's right." The old blind man shook his paint-stained hands in front of his empty eyes, and said, "I can't see it anymore, obviously I have it in my memory, but I just can't see it.

If you can't see it, you can't draw it. "

The bright smile that Bo Shao had been hanging on his face, even when he rolled his eyes, disappeared in an instant.

His slanted eyes narrowed, his evil charm was as sharp as a demon knife, and he stared at the old blind man's hands.

The old blind man's hands were shaking.

The ghost matchmaker Yan Farewell, the leader of the Yinmen in the devil city, and his sphere of influence radiates the entire free shipping area. Although he laughs and scolds on weekdays, it seems to be playing in the world, but he can actually calm down those half-mad and half-devil people in the Yinmen, and he will only be stronger than them. Evil, more sinister, more vicious...

Now, he is actually afraid.

The old blind man kept saying "run away", and Bo Shao didn't really believe it until now.

"Magic City Liuli..."

Young Master Bo bit his lip, took out his phone, opened the boss and took a look, a bright smile appeared on his face again.

At this moment, the old blind man suddenly said:
"Xiao Bo, let me test you for the teacher."

"Master..."

"Let's say yes first, you have answered well, when you arrive at the place, you will be expelled from the school as a teacher;
If you don't answer well, after seven days, you don't have to leave, just kowtow in front of the portrait of the patriarch, and be my ghost matchmaker's apprentice. "

There was no third person in the business car, otherwise, the old blind man would have thought that the old blind man was confused and had said the wrong thing.

Not only did Bo Shao not think so, the cold sweat on his forehead broke out uncontrollably.

He looked at the empty eyes of the old blind man, as if he saw a pair of indifferent invisible eyes there, looking at them mercilessly.

"He really... knows everything."

Young Master Bo sighed lightly, but as expected, he said respectfully, "Master, please come up with a question."

The old blind man said casually: "Didn't you just say that the teacher was waking up the old turtle?

Then you just talk about it, except for the expressly stated on the high-speed rail, how many times did you call him for the teacher. "

Bo Shao frowned hard, closed his eyes, and turned his head. The conversation between Yan Biegu and the Dragon Lord came out of his memory word for word, and then he said without thinking:
"In the first place, master used eye exercises to remind Lord Dragon to keep his eyes open, not to look at things that should not be seen, and not to provoke people that should not be provoked."

"In the second place, Master pointed out that the five emperors' coins were unearthed because antique dealers took out old houses.

Digging out old houses is a jargon in the antique industry, which means that antique dealers go to the countryside to find old houses, negotiate a good price, package the contents, and then eat them by themselves, or invite colleagues to trade one by one.

It was clearly the latter that was the case.

Master wanted to tell Lord Dragon to stay away from that small building in the magic capital, he couldn't eat it. "

Young Master Bo stopped at this point, seeing Yan Farewell so he was still noncommittal, so he continued:

"The third place, the master pointed out that in the Republic of China, those high-ranking people liked to use the Yizhuang as their Taoist place. Today's funeral shop is the same as the Yizhuang at that time."

"The fourth place, the old carpenter of Xiulu Banshu in Guangdong Province, the master mentioned that this old man captured three non-black people to make piles, and finally persuaded the Dragon King. , died a miserable death."

Yan Biegu finally said, "It's gone?"

Bo Shao pondered for a while, then shook his head: "It's gone."

"Ah!"

Yan Biegu sneered: "It's a mess, I don't know what to say, go back to class and do reading comprehension, you can get a perfect score in the test."

"The teacher is just chatting and joking with the old turtle, how can there be so many one, two, three, four, five."

"After seven days, I will offer incense to the Patriarch with my teacher..."

Bo Shao pursed his lips tightly, and clenched his hand in his pocket, almost smashing the phone that was still on the boss direct employment interface.

In the next second, Yan Bie Gu changed the subject and spit out five words, which made Bo Shao suddenly look up with surprise on his face:
"...I will drive you out of the teacher's school!"

(End of this chapter)