Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 213 Reason

  The students left the exercise room one after another. The old man and Jian Heng did not go out first, but stood side by side, looking at the backs of the students heading towards the door, chatting in low voices.

   "How about it, can the little tricks still catch the eye?" The old man Yao was a little in high spirits at this moment.

Jian Heng glanced at the old man, opened his mouth and said: "I really didn't think of your ability. You said you have such ability. Why do you want to come to me? Just find a Taoist leader to deceive believers in China Money, just like the gang of wine and meat monks, just because of a movie, they robbed countless money, made a stick of incense like a big elephant's leg, opened a big run to pack a few beautiful chicks, and teased him A brood of illegitimate children, and being a representative of the National People's Congress by yourself, how is Feifei's life going?"

After finishing speaking, Jian Heng thought for a while and said: "Even if you don't want to do this, you want to stimulate you to set up a crooked religion. Nowadays, there are many messy people who teach this or that. You can play with beautiful female believers when you get money, and tell them that you are dual cultivation, isn't your ability much better than those who only rely on lip service?"

  Old man Yao was a little annoyed when he heard what Jian Heng said: "You think I just do this after learning skills?"

   "Yo, what else do you want to do? You want to be the head of the Central Propaganda Department?" Jian Heng curled his lips.

Jian Heng didn't care at all about whether the old man was annoyed or not. Now that he knew that the old man had such a hypnotic skill, Jian Heng was not only not happy, but was a little wary of the old man, but the words had already been spoken. It's also inconvenient for Jian Heng to slap himself now, open his mouth and regret driving him away.

  Of course, in fact, if the old guy has done it under his nose, Jian Heng will not only be able to drive people away, but also be ruthless to kill people.

  The old man Yao focused on Jian Heng's expression at this moment, and suddenly opened his mouth and said: "You must not have any good plans in your mind, and nine out of ten are thinking about **** me!"

"hey-hey!"

  Jian Heng didn't deny it, just heyed a few times and then stopped talking, looking back at the old man with very playful eyes without evasiveness at all.

   "In Silent Lake Ranch, I am the **** here, whoever wants to make trouble in my place, I don't think it will end well!"

   At this time, all the students walked out of the door, including Barley and Wheat. The old and the young looked at each other and refused to show weakness.

   After a while, the old man Yao shook his head lightly: "You are too suspicious, are you tired from work?"

   "There is no way not to be serious. You must have the heart of harming others and the heart of defense. Although the words left by the ancestors are a bit rough, they are wise words!" Jian Heng said with a smile.

"You don't have to threaten me. The old man has lived for so many years. I don't know how many times and how many people he has threatened. There are high-ranking officials and dignitaries who are self-righteous, and there are also self-righteous underworld giants. Now, the **** corpses among them are all gone. , Those who should die have also been buried in the soil, and I, an old guy with no name and no power, is still alive, why do you say?" The old man's face was as usual.

   "Don't you ever die!" Jian Heng was not polite at all.

"That's right!" The old man clapped his palms and laughed, "Old man, I don't worry about anything, because the sky will fall and there will be a big one holding it up, and what I think in my heart is that if God wants me to die next moment, I will just go there calmly." !"

  Jian Heng asked again: "Then why did you come to me?"

"If you are my age, you will know that sometimes it is boring to live for so long. In fact, wealth and power are quite boring in this world. The interesting things in the world are only one word: people! Like you interesting".

  Jian Heng pointed his nose: "I'm interesting?"

  The old man Yao nodded and said: "Interesting, not only interesting, I also know that you must be a person with a story, and you may know some big secrets, such as knowing where there are treasures or something."

   "All you want to know about the treasure spot from me?" Jian Heng smiled.

  The old man Yao said: "Vulgar!"

The old man stretched out his finger and rubbed it a few times: "This thing is enough to maintain life. What's the use of having more, let's put it this way, as long as I am willing to give a lecture to someone in China, I can still lack it." this?"

"Then you just want to know me? If that's the case, I'll tell you what you asked, but after you've finished listening, I guess I'm going to send you on your way." Jian Heng shrugged and spread his hands: "There is no way, there are some secrets No matter what, no one should know about it, even parents, wives and children."

The expression on the old man's face after hearing this was finally no longer as calm as before. After thinking for a while, he asked suspiciously: "You are so sure that you can keep no one from knowing under the current situation. I'm on my way?"

   "To be honest, your ability to hypnotize is just like that! Otherwise, let me show you mine?"

Speaking of which, Jian Heng put one hand behind his back, and then took out a knuckle-long piece of Ningshenxiang from the space, which is the feces pulled by the rooster in the space, and fell on the ground after the lily of the valley flower withered. The dry stalks left.

  After reading most of the broken book, Jian Heng also understood the usage of this thing.

Snapped!

   In front of the old man, Jian Heng lit the dry piece with a lighter and burned it directly.

  As soon as it touched sparks, the thing suddenly made a squeaking sound like grease meeting a flame, and instantly became a light fragrance.

  I saw the old man Yao who opened his eyes wide, closed his eyes instantly, and then lay down on the ground in front of him.

  How could Jian Heng let the old guy fall to the ground all of a sudden? At such an age, it's not a big deal to fall to his death, not to mention that he doesn't know the secret of his own space.

  Jian Heng is not a murderer, how could he let the old man hurt here at will.

  As soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught the old man and gently put the old man down on the ground, then put on the watch on his wrist, waited for almost a minute, got a little water from the space, and then poured it on the old man's face.

  As soon as the cold water was poured on the face of the old man, the old man opened his eyes instantly.

  The old man came back to his senses, wiped his face and sat up in confusion, turned his head and looked around, then got up, and then looked up and down Jian Heng with an incredible gaze.

  Jian Heng was a little terrified by his gaze, because the old man's gaze was a bit like a collector looking at an antique treasure, or a pervert looking at a beautiful woman, which made Jian Heng feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

   "I said, old man, if you look at me like that again, I'll beat you up." Jian Heng took a step or two back unconsciously, and shivered uncontrollably.

   "Are you the descendant of the Qianzong?"

After finishing speaking, he said to himself: "Impossible, the people of Yanzong disappeared during the Xianfeng period! Moreover, Yanzong has never heard of male disciples...but he can also control animals..." .

  Jian Heng was listening at the side in a daze. He didn't know how to take the medicine.

  Jian Heng thought in his heart: Could it be that this old man was suddenly so stimulated that he lost his mind and went insane?

   "Hello, old guy!" Jian Heng asked softly.

"old man!"

  Seeing that the old man didn't answer, Jian Heng stretched out his hand and poked the old man.

   Before Jian Heng's hand touched the old man, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and used his fingers as claws to grab Jian Heng.

  At this time, Jian Heng's attention was all on the old man, so when the old man moved, Jian Heng immediately backed away and punched the old man in the face.

  However, the old man did not bully himself to chase after Jian Heng, but looked straight at Jian Heng: "Are you the descendant of the Mausoleum?"

   "What spirit sect? I'm still Taizong, no, wouldn't it be ridiculous if I am Taizong!" Jian Heng replied to the old man.

   "孁 is the beginning of the word 雨, with three suffixes in the middle and a female character at the bottom!" The old man asked Jian Heng.

  Jian Heng asked puzzledly: "Why do you think so?"

   "Is the thing you burned just now called Ningshen Incense?" the old man Yao asked.

   "You still know this?" Jian Heng blurted out.

   "You are really the descendant of the Qianzong!" The old man Yao was dumbfounded when he heard Jian Heng's answer.

  Jian Heng said: "Fucking Zongzong, I don't care who is a bird or not, in short, don't try to get close to me."

  The old man Yao also came back to his senses at this time, looked at Jian Heng pouted, and said: "You are not very capable, you have a good temper, and your animal control skills are also very poor!"

   After finishing speaking, a sentence followed: "The art of martial arts is even worse!"

   "I don't understand what you're talking about!" Jian Heng replied.

   "Didn't the person who taught you how to prepare the Ningshen incense tell you?" The old man Yao looked at Jian Heng in disbelief.

   "He died without saying anything, as if you knew something?" It was impossible for Jian Heng to say that he was not curious.

  People are always a little curious, not to mention it has something to do with space.

  The old man asked: "Do you know Zhengyi?"

   "Who?" Jian Heng was at a loss.

  Old man Yao immediately felt a little helpless to Niu Tanqin when he heard it. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "The Five Dou Rice Sect, or the Tao of Heavenly Masters, was founded by Zhang Daoling at the end of the Han Dynasty!"

   "I know this!" Jian Heng said.

  Of course Jian Heng’s so-called knowing means knowing a name, and Taoism is written in the column of his beliefs, which is just to confuse Americans.

"The ancients said that the great affairs of the country lie in the army and sacrifices, that is, wars and sacrifices. When it comes to sacrifices, there are naturally witches. In ancient times, witches were considered to be able to communicate with heaven and earth, and their status was very high. Moreover, many witches in each dynasty belonged to the clan. After the death of the Shang dynasty, apart from the martyrdom, some witches disappeared and founded some organizations that tried to restore the business. That was the predecessor of the five sects of the Shang. They have survived until now. The Mausoleum sect is all women, skilled in martial arts and assassination, and is the most solitary of the five sects. It is said that the patriarch of the Mausoleum sect can drive away birds and beasts, and take the head of a general among thousands of armies..." said the old man.

Jian Heng listened to it as if he was listening to heavenly scriptures, but when he thought about it again, he had space in his hands. Really, let alone killing an admiral, killing an emperor is probably the same thing, so he didn't think it was a big deal, so he just It seems that now that I have outdone Lao Te with space, as long as I can get it out, I'm afraid it won't be too difficult.

  As for why the suzerain of the shady sect didn't use space to kill King Wen, King Wu, Jiang Ziya, etc., does it have anything to do with him? It doesn't matter, why should I bother thinking about this matter? What if, according to the current prime-time drama, the female suzerain of the Mausoleum falls in love with the king of Zhou, and the two have a child, so that the king of Zhou will be her descendant.

   "Come on, sit down and talk!"

  Thinking about this, Jian Heng felt relieved, and felt that the old man's story was well told, so he simply asked the old man to sit down and tell it slowly.

   I thought again that sitting here is not the case. Besides, the old guy in front of me has lived such an old age, and he is indeed a bit of a Taoist. Although the level of storytelling is a bit higher than that of Mr. Shan Tianfang. With such a good eloquence, it would be a waste to sit here in the exercise room and listen.

  Why don’t you go back to your own place, have a little wine, get two plates of peanuts or something, and drink the wine with stories, wouldn’t it be better?

  So he opened his mouth and said, "How about going to my place, let's get some side dishes, and talk slowly?"

  Once the old man Yao heard this, he readily agreed.

  Old man Yao would vomit blood if he knew what Jian Heng was thinking now, because Jian Heng only regarded him as a storyteller, so he was going to prepare some wine and listen to a book for free.

  (end of this chapter)