My Xiuxian QQ

Chapter 255 The old magic stick fainted
The owner of the antique shop looked back at Fang Yuan tremblingly: "Fang, Brother Fang, look, do you think, well, I arrange it like this, is it appropriate?"

He was very guilty, and wanted to use the name of the tomb idiot to test the other party.

Fang Yuan ignored him, but looked at Si Heping, this little chubby man, is he actually a tomb idiot's apprentice? !
The four idiots have a very high status in the martial arts arena, and there are countless people who want to worship under them like crucian carp crossing the river.Because the benefits are countless, it is like flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix!

For example, An Yi, she was born in the countryside, and her status compared to Lei Yunyan and Lei Lan's is like a world of difference, but An Yi is the grandson of a Taoist idiot, and this identity is even the ancestor of the Lei family.

And this little chubby, his seniority is actually a generation higher than An Yi, he is really like a junior uncle.

What made Fangyuan even more concerned was that he had just received news from Ying Cangtian that this tomb boy was cruel and cunning, and he was a very dangerous person. Then his apprentice, would he be a timid person?

Sweat was faintly visible on Si Heping's forehead, and his eyeballs were darting wildly, as if he was looking for an opportunity to slip away.

It's a pity that his female companion held him tightly, raised her breasts high, stared at Fang Yuan, and said in a disdainful tone, "I don't think you've even heard of the name of the tomb idiot, have you?"

Si Heping was taken aback, quickly and viciously pushed aside his female companion's arm, loudly clarified that he had nothing to do with her, he was just a passerby, well, at most he was just a friend, and he begged Fang Yuan not to get involved.

When he came here, not to mention the owner of the antique shop, even the female companion could see that Fang Yuan's identity was unusual, and it made Si Heping fearful like this!
"You, hehe, me." Si Heping's female companion opened her mouth, trying to subdue but couldn't lose face for a moment, very entangled.

The owner of the antique shop was also very embarrassed, who should sell this feng shui compass to!

In the end, Fangyuan bought the feng shui compass for 10 yuan, and the owner of the antique shop forced Fangyuan to send him away with a smile.

"Brother Si." The female companion took Si Heping's fat arm again and acted like a spoiled child.

"Hmph, don't come to me if you talk nonsense again." Si Heping's small eyes flashed fiercely.

"Yes, it is."

Afterwards, Si Heping looked at the owner of the antique shop: "You spread rumors about what happened here."

"Ah? This..." The owner of the antique shop suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Si Heping snorted, "My master is responsible for what happened, what are you afraid of!"

"Yes, yes." The owner of the antique shop showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He is not a fool. Once this matter gets out, it is not about Fang Yuan and Si Heping, but about the face of the two backstage.

Behind Si Heping is the tomb idiot, one of the four Chinese idiots, and behind Fang Yuan is... the owner of the antique shop burst into tears. Take this broken compass!
The owner of the antique shop sighed, and ordered his subordinates to go outside to find someone to entrust others, and then entrust others, and then entrust others, so that people who have nothing to do with him to spread the word here news.

As long as there are enough entrustments, if there is an accident in the middle, he will not be found out.

With such wit, the owner of the antique shop was slightly relieved.

After getting the feng shui compass, Fang Yuan didn't stay any longer, and took a taxi back to the hotel to study.

This feng shui compass is very old, and the years have left mottled marks on it, and the handwriting can no longer be seen clearly in many places.

Fang Yuan sensed it carefully with his spiritual sense, and slowly deduced the formation method.

Fang Yuan had come into contact with the Fengshui formation once before, it was Lei Qianzhang's life and death overthrowing the formation, this formation had gathered more than ten years of evil energy, it was very terrifying, at that time he had just cultivated immortality, and his cultivation was still shallow, so he couldn't figure out the mystery of it at all .

After half a day or so, Fang Yuan had figured out the general idea of ​​the feng shui formation in the compass.

Compared with the five-element formation he had learned, this Feng Shui formation was just a small way, just like learning mathematics in junior high school, and then doing elementary school mathematics problems, as long as you are careful, you will get full marks.

"The function of this feng shui formation should be to find the dragon's acupoint, well, the technical term should be to divide the gold and set the acupoint!"

Fang Yuan had read some tomb robbery novels before, and knew some ambiguous terms.

……

In Zhongnanhai, in the small courtyard of the old god stick, several elders of the Lin family are feeling the pulse of the old god stick one by one.

"Wow, woof!" Erha stared at the sky blue eyes, and when no one paid attention to him, he started dancing.

"Ah~"

Several elders of the Lin family checked their pulse and looked at each other, seeing sorrow in each other's eyes.

The days of the old god stick are really numbered, this is fate, they can only cook soup with hundreds of years of medicinal materials as before, and use their strength to maintain the life of the old god stick, but they used to use the medicinal materials of thousands of years At this time, it has been exhausted, and the remaining hundreds of years, I really don't know if it can stop the five declines of heaven and man!

Several central leaders stood by and asked if there was a better treatment plan,
The old magic stick was very free and easy, he crossed his legs and didn't care, and even cursed: "Don't spend your time on me, what should you do, I have nothing to do with you!"

These central leaders often appear on news broadcasts, and they can scare a lot of people to death if they are pulled out, but in front of the old revolutionary, the old god stick, they will automatically be shorter.

In the early morning of the next day, the door of the small courtyard of the single-door courtyard in Zhongnanhai quietly opened, and an Erha jumped out with sky-blue eyes, running around wildly.

Then, a bald old man also slipped out.

"Oh, I really can't live through these days, I don't have any freedom at all."

As the old man said, he took Erha and ran to freedom.

Soon, the surveillance side found out, and reported it immediately, saying that the old magic stick had sneaked out again.

A few minutes later, two guards and white coats appeared and hurriedly followed.

The white coat is in a good mood. The last time Fang Yuan saw a doctor for the old god stick, he played a big role in it, and successfully planted dissatisfaction with Fang Yuan in the old god stick's heart, so the stubborn old elders of the Lin family gave him a lot of benefits.

"Oh, I don't know why the old chief always likes to go to these military areas." The white coat deliberately expressed a puzzled tone.

But it's a pity that the special forces next to him were all carved out of the same mold. They were taciturn and uninteresting, and they didn't answer his words at all.

The white coat talked to himself all the way, and finally came to a military area in the eastern suburbs of the city.

This military region is for training field army soldiers, so there are many mountains and forests, and it is said that there are many ferocious animals inside.

As a result, as soon as they entered, bad news came.

Old magic stick, fainted!

This frightened them, and they ran over in a hurry, but the white coat had a big belly, and they couldn't run fast at all. The special soldier next to him ran out tens of meters, and he had just ran ten meters, and he was already panting. Come back, pick him up and leave.

"Hey, you, you let me down, I can walk by myself!"

He is such a big man, and he is still being carried around, how embarrassing is it to be seen?
But the special forces didn't care about him at all, they grabbed his waist tightly and ran desperately.

The special soldier's shoulders were hard muscles and bones, and the abdomen in the white coat was so painful that it was painful to death. It bumped all the way, and when he put it down, he vomited directly.

"Hurry up and save people!" Beside him, the person in charge of the field training base yelled at him.

The white coat wanted to say let me vomit for a while, but remembering the identity of the old chief, he could only endure the nausea, biting his lip to let the old chief check.

At this time, more and more people came here after receiving the news.

(End of this chapter)