I am a Big Villain

In the end, I was still defeated by the cheeky face of the nephew. Although I didn’t recognize the name of the master and the apprentice as the other side wished, when I left, I also brought the person.

The memory that the original gave him was not complete, so he still has a lot of things he doesn't know about this film. The time is tight. At present, it seems that the old fritters like Xunzi have become the best guide.

Usually a liar like him is despised, but I really have to say that people have not done anything bad for harming the world, making a twenty-dollar tea money, saying that the basket is good and the customers are happy.

According to Xunzi’s own statement, there are so many people suffering from depression. The 20 yuan he earns is to help customers relieve their psychological pressure. No matter how many difficulties and grievances make the other party believe that the future is bright, he is benefiting. Humans, reducing the incidence of depression, reducing the rate of suicide, the country does not move him a big prize to touch the characters of the Chinese are sorry for him.

It’s quite interesting to chat with such a person who runs the train all the time and anywhere. The premise is that you can only listen to half of those words, and the remaining half is not a surprise.

"Look, that short, the things on his booth are not worth much. In fact, this person is doing the job. His things are better picked up by some regular customers, but they are still somewhat arrested. The fish is on this stall."

The thing in the mouth of the scorpion is the bucket. Many of their custom streets sell local specialties, but there are many tourists, and there are also many antique stalls.

"Just that the things on his side are really mixed with the sale. If you can pick good things, you have to look at your eyesight. Compared to other booths, you can't find a real thing, he is there. It’s a little better, and there’s a lot of private connections in their line. He doesn’t, his friends don’t see it. If you really want to find an antiquities, it’s more appropriate to find him.”

Scorpion really did not expect to live up to it. He heard that he was looking for something that had been in his early years and immediately pointed him in a direction.

The water in this line of antiques is too deep. I want to find an antiquities. In fact, I can find some regular antique shops and antique dealers. There is no need to contact these stolen/tombs.

It’s just that most of the antique dealers are actually in contact with such dumpers/buykers. They are looking for antique dealers to buy and directly looking for dumpers to buy. They also have one less link and can save a lot of money.

Xunzi estimated the financial resources of the embarrassment and found a relatively safe way for the other party.

In the past, the hawker of the nickname Mao San has not opened yet, eating a tomato, watching the pedestrians coming and going, eyes turning around, do not know what to think.

"Hey, two little brothers, come here to pick up my things."

Seeing the cockroaches and the scorpion rushing toward him, Mao sang the tomatoes in his hand and licked his fingers and said to the two.

"Mao San, it is me, my nephew."

The blind man took out the glasses and the fake beard that he had torn off and made a face stroke on the face. He said to the lean hawker that although the camouflage on his face was not complete, he could see the shadow of the scorpion before.

"Hey - I didn't expect you to be blind."

Just as the blind man knows about this street, Mao San also knows him in this place.

In fact, people who have been standing here for a long time know that the fortune teller is not embarrassed, but he does not know that he has removed the camouflage on his face. He looks so young.

"This is my master. He wants to find something. Don't fool people."

The scorpion of the scorpion smiled and smiled. He wondered if he had learned the matter himself, and he would not be able to collect money every day.

"How much is this piece of wood."

I did not refute the words of the scorpion, but directly squatted down and picked up a piece of wood pressed in the upper right corner of the booth. The piece of wood looked black, half shiny and half carbonized. Through the section, it can be seen that the wood core is faint. Reddish.

I don't know why, this piece of wood makes people feel ubiquitous at first glance. The hand of the scorpion just touched the piece of wood, and a cold air came from the fingertips. Immediately, the hand was collected and quickly smashed with the other hand. This wood is a bit strange.

"It seems that it is a matter of knowing the goods, this is the gloomy wood of the year, a price, 100,000."

Since Mao San is doing this, it is not the kind of vendor who is stupid and unintelligible. The things on this stall, those who are really fake, he is clear.

Really, naturally, I have to sell real prices, fake, and I have to sell half of the real things. This is not a waste of time to come here to set up stalls.

"This time, I opened a tomb. Things are good things, but I am afraid that the money I earned will be spent."

He rubbed his lips, put down the gloomy wood, and stood up and said.

"What the tomb, I don't know you, these are the treasures of my family."

Mao’s eyes flashed. Not long ago, they did open a tomb. It’s a pity that it’s a step late. The good things in it don’t know where the generation was being emptied, leaving some worthless things. .

The piece of wood was removed from the plaque in the tomb, and the bones in the coffin were dug by a pit in the ground.

To do their own business, I am also worried that these guilty things should be reported to the next generation. But who can make this money fast? In order to marry the tomb, they have spent a lot of money before and after, and they can’t return without success. It seems that the cockroaches created by the gloomy wood are the most valuable.

In the end, they gave the cockroaches a split. Everyone got a piece and sold it as ordinary wood. They just didn’t know which one leaked the wind. Some big antique shops and antique dealers who received the goods in the past and they knew it. The wood was removed from the coffin and refused to be accepted.

Originally, he still thought about selling it in a farther place. After all, this dark wood is worth the money.

I did not expect that this person actually saw it. Mao was not too nervous. He only thought that the message was from where he heard it. He deliberately swindled him and wanted to take away the baby in his hand.

"Do you know why the ancients used sinister wood to do it?"

I just asked the other person a sentence.

"Because the gloomy wood is not rotted for a thousand years." Mao San did not hesitate to answer: "You see my wood, half of it is carbonized, enough to see the age of this wood is not short, such a good thing, after this village can not This shop is over."

Mao San smiled and looked at him. He did a lot of things in the fight. He knew that he wanted to ask anything. Didn’t he just want to say that the dark wood is used to raise the body? If there are really zombies in the world, then they should not live out of the grave.

He did not hesitate and squint, this kid is still tender, I thought it would scare him.

"Ah--"

He snorted, and when Mao San was not prepared, he pressed **** his lower back.

"Hey - what are you doing?"

Mao's waist was sore, his knees were sore, and he almost didn't lie in front of him.

This film is really no one dares to do this to him. If he still wants to listen to the other party, Mao San intends to call his brothers directly and let these outsiders see his skills.

"master."

The scorpion hurried forward, this thing does not buy or not, how to get started, don't look at Mao's surface and qi, can do a few things to do this, do not know to look at his face, Can this be counted in the past?

"Since returning from the tomb, you should have not slept a whole night for a few nights. It is always awakening in the middle of the night, sweating for a long time to continue to sleep?"

I didn't care that Mao San could not eat his eyes, looked at his face, and said at a normal speed.

"In addition, you can still feel dizziness, tinnitus, hot flashes, night sweats, red tongue and less Jin, always feel weak, and take a few more steps to feel tired, these, I am right?"

With the hustle and bustle, Mao's face changed and changed. It is true that these points are all right. Originally, he thought about some time to go to the hospital to see if there was something wrong with it.

"What the **** are you?"

Mao San knows that there are still some unreasonable existences in the world. Therefore, after he pointed out the problems in his body, he recovered his original eyes and his tone became more peaceful.

"The person who saved your life."

He stretched out his hand and slammed it on his back. Mao San suddenly felt that his symptoms had eased a lot.

Since coming out of the tomb, he often feels a cold scent in his body, and there is no way to ease wearing more clothes.

But with the other party's shot, that feeling disappeared immediately.

Mao San is stupid, and knows that this time he met an expert.

"This piece of wood was originally above the raft, and the position is just the position of the head of the female corpse in the scorpion. The position, the yin is the heaviest, if it is not because you are not the first person to ruin the feng shui, I am afraid that early It’s violent. Even now, I’ve only slightly dispelled the haze in your body. If you want to cure it, this piece of wood will be taken off early.”

Put it in a quarter of an hour, I said that Mao San must not believe this, but now the body tells him that what he said is true, and that the female body in the middle of the battle has not yet been transmitted, it is impossible. Know.

"Fifty thousand, no, no, five thousand, master, if you want this wood, take it for five thousand."

Mao San is really afraid to touch the piece of wood now, let alone touch it, and even dare not look at it, for fear that the female ghost will wrap himself.

Thinking about what I just said, I even wondered if the ghost of the female corpse was always with me.

As a result, he has been explained in the recent situation that he is not very strong in bed. In the past, his ability in bed was still very good. At least those ladies were very satisfied with his performance. But these days, the voices of those women called/bed are as good as they are, but he is sensitive to the fact that it is all performed.

This situation has greatly hurt Mao San's self-respect. Now all this is attributed to the female ghost, and he will feel much better at once.

Yes, it must be the female ghost.

This piece of sinister wood has been buried in the ground for at least 800 years, especially the warmth of the dead corpse, which seems to the ordinary people to be yin to evil, but in the eyes of their Xuanmen, it is good. The metrics and the materials of the refining instruments, five thousand, are simply a big bargain.

The five thousand pieces in the pocket were not hot enough, and they were sent without hesitation.

"Master, you just said that my haze is only temporarily removed. Is there something going on afterwards? You can save me."

Mao San took over the five thousand, and quickly opened his own wallet. The thick one hundred yuan bills inside were all taken out, and none of them left, combined with the five thousand dollars, they were returned to the cockroach again. Hands.

The blind man looked at him and his eyes were coming out.

At that time, there are at least six or seven thousand stacks of money. Is it so easy to come to the money now?

"I have taken away the yin wood, and the yin in your body will not gather again. After going back, take the pills in the bottle on time every day, and avoid the affair in a month. After more good deeds, you can be safe."

I took out a small porcelain bottle and didn't know what was inside.

"There is still this line, I can close my hand when I can close it. If I am not mistaken, you have no children for many years after marriage. This line of yin and yin, even if it is not retribution to you, will be retribution to your descendants. If you stop now, you may still get a half-female, and later, it’s too late."

He said a few more words, and he did not know that Mao San would not listen.

"Master, I will consider your words."

Mao is not small for three years, whether it is his ex-wife or his current wife, the bitter medicine does not know how much to drink, Huai has not been pregnant, before Mao San suspected that he did not do this kind of retribution, but who makes money this The gadgets are more attractive, and they can only be lucky and have passed.

Now, if you are embarrassed, you will be able to get rid of those lucky ones.

In his gratitude, he took the stack of money and left the custom street with a donkey.

******

"Master, you have real skills."

At this time, the scorpion and the scorpion were sitting on a noodle stall. They had a bowl of large beef noodles in front of them. It is still early, and in addition to the two of them, three or four people sit separately.

The more the scorpion is swearing, the more wrong it is. The two families before can still be said to have been stunned, but Mao is obviously not the case.

The other party has been mixing in this film for a long time. What can be a deceitful figure? Obviously, those words have said the point, which makes Mao San panic.

How can you see that there are those illnesses in him? Is it really calculated? Is there really a kind of person in the world who can look at the face and calculate the fate of a person?

The blind man has some doubts, but at the same time thinking about his own affairs, he can't help but change.

"Dizziness, tinnitus, hot flashes, night sweats, red tongue, and backache, these are the symptoms of kidney deficiency."

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As he ate, he nodded secretly and felt that he could spend eight dollars on such a bowl of real noodles on the street. His luck was very good.

"It was not calculated."

Although this idea is more in line with Xunzi's vision, but he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

In fact, I think about it. Mao Sangang smashed a tomb. He said that he did not find many good things, but he still had some harvest. According to his temper, the old forest in the mountains was smashed for three or five months. When he came out, he still Do not relax and relax.

I am afraid that it is much more relaxed, and I have hollowed out my inner lining.

However, I can guess it by inference alone, and it is very powerful.

"No, that's what you just shot Mao San, what is it?"

The scorpion didn't want to eat noodles, and wanted to understand the doubts in his heart.

He can remember that Mao’s attitude towards him was completely changed after him. It must have been because of the different results that happened after that shot. Mao San would believe him that way.

He had already finished eating, he drank a delicious noodle soup, and then began to attack the only three pieces of beef, his expression was very religious, as if he had not heard the doubts of the scorpion.

In fact, he just said something to Mao San, half true and half fake.

He is indeed contaminated with yin, but not much. The existence of those haze is only enough to make his kidney deficiency faster and more violent.

Even if he doesn't intervene, those haze will slowly disappear over time.

Three points of luck are still good. The tomb is definitely a nurturing hole. It has been carefully reviewed when he got the gloomy wood. Many runes on the wood are clearly visible until today. The person who designed the mausoleum thought, and after another hundred years, the female body inside sucked the essence of the sun and the moon, at least the level of the stiff.

Only when the corpse refining and chemical industry has not yet achieved climate, it first ushered in a wave of tomb thieves, accidentally destroying the array of insides, ruining the anger contained in the female corpse, causing all of these layouts to be lost.

If there are no "predecessors", Mao San and others will enter the tomb, and it will not be possible to live out, not to mention the fact that the coffins of the female corpses have been broken into pieces.

"Master, you give me a detailed explanation."

The face of the scorpion is thick enough, he is not afraid of the cold face of others.

"I don't know, what is your name."

Opened the topic, Xunzi as an ordinary person, knowing things are still less good, at least this is relatively simple.

"My, my name is Lin Biao, Master, you."

"puff--"

I was drinking beef soup and all of it was sprayed out.

The blind man looked at himself and only ate two or three mouthfuls of bowls. He silently took out the paper towel and handed it to him to wipe his mouth and grin his hands. He also wiped his face.

"You are called Lin Biao, I mean, the name is quite feminine."

The stimuli that I received were a bit too big, and I almost gave the lungs out. After a long while, I calmed down.

He wiped the table in front of him with a paper towel, and asked the boss for a bowl of noodles to compensate Lin Biao.

"Yes? No way, my aunt took it."

The eyes of the blind flashed, and then the calm smile smiled.

The calming cockroaches also smiled at him, then quietly watched him finish the bowl of noodles.

At first, he always thought that Lin Biao was a woman, or a woman who had a lot of involvement with the original. Because he couldn’t imagine, the original and the screaming youth in front of him had any pains and pains, so that they were subconsciously forgotten. Entangled emotions.

Thinking so, I couldn't help but watch Lin Biao shudder.

However, although the other party said that he was called Lin Biao, who knows whether it is true or not, but one thing is certain, even if he is not Lin Biao, Lin Biao must be a person who has a close relationship with the other party.

The scorpion that had originally escaped became quiet afterwards, and silently finished eating the new bowl of noodles.

With this snoring, he did not ask about the third thing about Mao, but he just wrote down the matter.

*****

"Master, I don't have a big house, but it is definitely enough to live next. You can rest assured that I have left a letter on your side. After three days, the two families will go to you. They will naturally know you. Moving things."

A few hours have passed, and the blind man has to change his name to Lin Biao.

Lin Biao enthusiastically helped the 晏褚 to make the bed, and then introduced him to his family's situation.

One afternoon, it is enough to know him a little.

The parents died prematurely, because no immediate family members were alive, and when they were young, they were sent to the welfare homes in the city.

However, the welfare home and other conditions were not very good. He was sent in when he was seven years old. When he was ten years old, he sneaked out and escaped.

At that time, the welfare home was not very formal. The dean counted on the people to take the money. Lin Biao sneaked out himself. The file was still recorded in the welfare home. The money was taken, but the living expenses of one person were reduced. So no one has ever come to him.

In order to survive, Lin Biao went to school to study in the daytime, and spent free time selling waste products. His family’s house is still in his hands, there is a place to live, and the income of waste products is enough to sustain life. So he went to junior high school and then he The custom street is mixed.

I was beaten by a forest house, and the ordinary two-bedroom house only saw the traces of one's life.

I noticed that one of the two bedrooms had a lock and the lock looked rusted. I didn’t know how many years it had not been opened. The upper area was covered with a thick layer of dust. It seems that Lin Biao Even if it is cleaned, it is also subconscious to avoid this room.

Lin Biao added a single bed in the master bedroom where he lived. He generously let the big bed out and put his own quilt on the single bed.

In the novel, the people of Xuanmen always write very God. In fact, they are indeed very powerful, but they are not omnipotent.

The original eye of the sky was closed when he was brought back by the old road. After he came to this body, perhaps because the soul was stronger than the ordinary people, the seal of the eye was lifted again.

But even then, he can't look at a person's past and present without any scruples.

Innate eyes, but also need to be cultivated, just like the present, the future of a person who can be seen is limited, and the past is limited.

The face can show the life of a person, the most accurate is the eight characters. A large part of the birth of modern people is caesarean section. This kind of acquired character is not accurate. With the appearance of cosmetic surgery, I feel that Xuanmen has fallen. There is still some truth.

Just watching Lin Biao's face, the six parents died, there is no living brothers and sisters, unless Lin Biao's whole body, affecting the judgment of jealousy.

"You still don't call me a master. My level is far from being able to accept an apprentice."

The original skills of Qilian’s original school have not been absorbed. How can he accept the apprentice? Isn’t that a mistaken child? Fortunately, he bought a lot of system-produced symbols, even if he encountered any difficult ghosts at this stage. There are also opportunities to escape.

I was thinking, I looked at the Maoshan Fu, I now have.

[Palm/Heart/Ray] Maoshan technique, exorcism and evil spirits, ten times

[Meteor Fire Rain] Maoshan surgery, powerful, against the use of ghosts, three times

[Super curse] Maoshan surgery, a chance to be overly grim, three times

The use of these things is limited, and I don't know if he will encounter tasks related to ghosts. These things can save you money. Even if you want to use them, it is best to kill them.

"I know, Master."

Lin Biaohaha, "I have been waiting for you for 28 years anyway. It doesn't matter if I wait a few more years. It is the so-called sincerity, the stone is open, you will accept me as an apprentice sooner or later, now I shouted a master early. The same is true."

"But Master, do you really understand fortune telling, or do you help me count one?"

I was thinking about how to ask Lin Biao's character. I didn't expect the other person to ask him to help fortune telling.

"22.59 on August 4, 1997."

Lin Biao helped the 晏褚 to clean the sheets, there was no trace on the face, and the back of the hand holding the sheets, the blue ribs emerged.

"Is this the time?"

I spent this time in my heart, and then I looked deeply at Lin Biao and asked.

Now in 2024, according to the algorithm of a part of the region, he can really be 28 years old. This character is worthy of his age.

"Of course, I don't even think my birthday is wrong."

Lin Biao’s movements did not stop, he was busy, and he was busy in the house. When he was talking, many of his actions were deliberately avoided and he looked at him with his back.

"What is the birthplace?"

I asked a question.

"It is our city hospital, but it is not the current address, it is the old hospital before the relocation, the girl's street, and now it has been changed into a community hospital."

Lin Biao said to avoid the sly sight.

The former Chinese medicine hospital was small in scale, and now the number of migrants is increasing. The Chinese medicine hospital has also been expanded several times. Five years ago, it finally moved to another place. The former Chinese medicine hospital became a local community hospital.

"If you really call Lin Biao, it is really born at this time in this place, then standing in front of me should not be a living person, but a ghost."

The heart of the sorrow is sinking. These years, days, days, and hours correspond to the yin and yin of the yin and the yin and the yin, combined with the birth position, corresponding to the Yin, this is the six Yin men and women.

If this person is really Lin Biao, he should have died. Unless there is any adventure, he saved his life. However, according to Lin Biao’s face, he did not see a little bit of death or anger. This is the strangest place.

"impossible."

Lin Biao’s rebuttal voice is a bit loud.

"I mean, I am not living well now, how can I die? It seems that the level of deceiving the master is higher. On fortune telling, it is not as good as me."

He twitched his mouth and barely pretended to have a happy look.

"I said ah master, in the future, you will give more fortune tellers to others. If you are not filial, I am afraid that I will be angry. If you live in front of you, you will say that people are dead. That's so hot."

Lin Biao said incessantly: "Oh, forget that the pillow core at home is one. Fortunately, there is a household goods store down the stairs, master, etc. I am going to buy a new pillow to come back."

He patted his head and turned to go out.

"Buy another thick quilt back."

He took out a stack of money and handed it to Lin Biao's hand. He agreed to move over to live with him, just to get in touch with him and ask for something he wanted to know.

However, it seems that the conditions of the Lin family seem to be average.

Also, relying on Lin Biao in the place like the Customs Street for some old man and old lady fortune telling, each time only 20 yuan, the money earned each month to remove the booth rent and daily expenses, it is estimated that there is very little left.

He looked at the quilt at home only two, a thin one thick, and now the weather is still a bit cold, the light is the thin quilt, not cold.

"Get it."

Lin Biao smiled and took the money without resignation, then went out and did not forget to bring the door.

"Impossible, impossible."

At the moment of closing the door, Lin Biao’s leg was soft and directly squatted on the ground. He licked his knees and smashed his knees, and licked some stiff faces that had just laughed. The whole person was walking away from the soul. go with.

I didn't see this scene. He put down his own baggage, walked around the room, the living room, the kitchen, the bathroom, and every room was clean.

Clean here means not sanitation, but not those "dirty things."

All the rooms were seen, and the station was set outside the locked room, looking at the iron lock that was similar to the display for him. He stared for a long time and turned away.

He did not notice that as he turned around, he stripped a faint shadow directly from him and then did not enter the closed door. 2k novel reading network