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Chapter 168 It was an old friend

Mr. Zhou slowly sensed that this fairy family seemed to be "going out".

The second uncle also said: "At this time, the old man knocked the cigarette ash. He seemed to be angry, and said: There is also that son of Zhao Lizi, he deserves it. The disease on his leg is not rheumatism, but he hit his father. His father It's not easy, turning his legs and pulling his sisters up. When you are old, you don't want to be seen by children. When you are alive, you are hungry and full. When you are dead, you don't even have a piece of paper to burn during the festival. Alas, that unlucky child went to the hospital to see a doctor, and he paid more than 100 yuan for the medicine. He kowtowed on his father's grave and burned a few pieces of paper. What can his father do with him? The bastard is in vain."

Now Mr. Zhou can say with certainty that this fairy family is about to go out.However, it is still necessary to know how many immortals the Zhao family has now, is one of them going out, or all of them want to go out.Now ask Village Chief Zhao and his wife, and they probably don't understand.Mr. Zhou pondered for a while, and asked Village Chief Zhao, "Can I have a look at our family's incense book?"

Village Chief Zhao nodded weakly: "I don't understand either. I'll listen to you."

Elder Zhou bowed again in front of the peony picture, and introduced himself: "Xiao Ke's surname is Zhou. It is a great fortune to be able to meet all the elders. Xiao Ke wants to help the Zhao family manage a fragrant hall. If you can't place, I hope the Xian family will understand."

Mr. Zhou took off the picture of peonies from the wall with his own hands, revealing a piece of red cotton cloth on the wall.There are four big characters written horizontally on the top of the cloth: the position of the family immortal.Below the big characters are three vertical lines of small characters.Written in block letters, the first line, Mr. Hu kept his word.In the second line, Hu Gong taboos Shuangmao.In the third line, Hu's taboo Daoji.

Sure enough, there are three fairy families, and these three are all fox fairies.

Mr. Zhou transcribed the names of the three immortals on yellow paper.After transcribing three sheets of paper, they were placed side by side on the table of the Eight Immortals.Elder Zhou ordered three more small bowls of yellow rice, lit three sticks of incense, put one stick in each bowl of yellow rice, and placed them respectfully in front of the three pieces of yellow paper.

The incense slowly opened up to smoke, and after a while.The three sticks of incense gradually changed, and one of them burned cleanly.The other two branches are dead and dead, crooked and crooked.Mr. Zhou pinched the two branches and set fire to the two yellow papers in front of the incense bowl.Now there is only a piece of paper with Hu Zhengyan written on it.In other words, two of the Zhao family's immortal family left, and now only this Hu Zhengyan is left.

At this time, it is necessary for this fairy family to speak on the case.At this time, Mr. Zhou glanced at his second uncle and grandma.

The fairy family must use the upper body to speak, and it is necessary to use the human body to communicate with others.Village head Zhao definitely can't do it. The Xian family's idea should be the second uncle's grandmother, because it was a dream for her at the time.

The second uncle and grandma also understood.She washed her face, rinsed her mouth, and then sat down behind the Eight Immortals table.Time is not long, and the Xianjia really got up.Zhou Shui first saw his second uncle and grandma having a cold war, and then his expression changed.Zhou Shui took a closer look, and found that there was no blackness on the face of the second uncle's grandmother, and touched the second uncle's hand, which was still warm.Zhou Shui felt relieved, it seemed that this immortal family practiced authentic immortal art, which should be the direct descendant of Mr. Hu San, and the way of Taoism is not low, enough to be a horse immortal.

The Xian family spoke, and it really was with a northeast accent.As soon as the words came out, Zhou Shui and his son were almost stunned, and they said to Mr. Zhou: "I know you, but you don't know me. Aren't you the boy of Zhou Wuwei's family?"

Zhou Shui's grandfather's name is Zhou Yu, so it doesn't matter.

Bao Jiaxian said again: "In terms of seniority, you have to call me grandpa. Don't believe it, your ancestors are SX's hometown, and opened six prestigious medicine shops in Taiyuan Prefecture. In the second year of Daoguang, your whole family After entering BJ, your grandpa was admitted to Tai Hospital with a salary of Zheng Liupin. Your grandfather, a Juren in the middle of Tongzhi years, healed Erbeile of Prince Qing’s Mansion with a pair of Xisui Decoction at the age of 30, and was admitted to Tai Hospital based on merit. Also, your grandma, the daughter of JX's Liao family, has the same Feng Shui skills in those days..."

Zhou Shui also knew a general idea of ​​what this fairy family said, but he didn't remember the details as well as this Hu Zhengyan.Grandma's surname Liao was included in the genealogy, and the genealogy only records that it is Zhou Liao, the daughter of JX Liao's family.But this is the first time Zhou Shui has heard of Feng Shui. JX Liao's family, this is a family that can change the color of the Feng Shui world.His work recorded in the annals of history is BJ Changping's Ming Tombs.

Elder Zhou and Zhou Shui met their eyes. Just as Mr. Zhou was about to speak, the Xianjia pointed at Zhou Shui and spoke again: "Is this little bastard your son? You also touched Ersuo's hand, afraid that I might be a heretic? Let me tell you, my old man is the direct descendant of the third great master, the right path to immortality."

Zhou Shui stuck out his tongue, not daring to answer.

At this moment, Elder Zhou took a step forward and bowed to the ground: "This junior believes me, so it's no wonder I offended you. However, this junior would like to ask for advice. Seeing that the old fairy is very familiar with my family's history, it must be related to my ancestors. I don't know how to deal with this junior Which generation of ancestors has the friendship of guest and host."

The Xianjia made a thought: "Oh, if we start from you, it would be five generations ago. My old man has been in your guest house for decades. At that time, it was considered a good relationship between the guest and the host. Alas, the world is not controlled by others, in the end It’s not about crying.”

Hearing this, Zhou Shui stepped forward with a smile and gave a deep salute: "In this case, the boy will have to call you grandpa. Can you tell me what happened in detail, boy, thank you in advance."

The others were also wanting to hear about the family history of the Zhou family, especially the rigorous ones, their ears pricked up.

Just now, cigarettes and tea have been prepared on the table of the Eight Immortals.Xianjia picked up the cigarette, took out one and put it on his mouth.But she didn't touch the lighter, she reacted rigorously and quickly, she lit the lighter, and respectfully lit it for Xianjia.

The fairy's parent took a breath, and slowly said carefully: "You little girl is the young grandmother of the old Zhou family, right? Let me tell you, you are blessed to marry a good family. Their old Zhou family has been kind from generation to generation. He is a virtuous and filial son. Tsk tsk, his ancestors are virtuous, so he can't accept it."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zhou Shui were also very happy. Generally, such things are not allowed in the genealogy, and the ancestors who wrote the genealogy will inevitably put gold on their own faces.But this fairy saw it with his own eyes, so you won't believe it.

The fairy family said again: "My old man went to your house during the Jiaqing period. At that time, your ancestor Yang Zhenggong was still a doctor who walked in the alley with a string of bells. As soon as our old man came to your house, he was treated by your father's kind son, filial piety, and respect. Jie Bingzheng's family style was impressed. At that time, I was still raising alchemy with the third grandpa on Changbai Mountain. After decades, I went down the mountain after I learned it during the Daoguang period, so I didn't go anywhere else. I just sat at your house At that time, Yang Zhenggong had passed away, and his son Jigangong was in charge of the family.”

(End of this chapter)