I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

After hearing what the other party said, Lu Tan observed this person for a moment.

His hair was neat, he was wearing a small Western-style hat, small sunglasses, a long mandarin jacket, and he was carrying a small suitcase. He was a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and he looked a bit like that kind of feng shui gentleman who was showing off and cheating.

As soon as this feeling came up, Lu Tian immediately realized how familiar this person was.

Does he have a great-grandson or great-great-grandson named He Jiaoyang?

Based on what he said before about his good eyesight, I guess this person is the successor of the Yin Yang Eyes of this era.

"really."

In this case, Lu Tan did not hide it and reported his name.

"Actually, I have no interest in Xuanjun's position at all. Not long after my child was born, I help people do some feng shui at home, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and live a very comfortable life. There is no need to come here to argue with them. "

In the teahouse, He Chong ordered a bowl of tea to moisten his throat and a plate of peanuts, and then said.

"It's rare for us to get to know each other, so I would like to advise you, go to hell Mr. Xuan, in these troubled times, just make some money at home and take care of your own one-third of an acre, and don't get involved in these things."

He was very sweet-tempered and didn't hide it.

"This Lord Xuan, doesn't he seem to be in a very powerful position?"

Lu Tan was curious.

It seems that people with special powers like them don't usually interact with each other. They only get together once every ten years. Some families may have long been secularized and accustomed to ordinary people's lives. They have forgotten about the extraordinary or just used it for profit, and they are not interested in the mysterious. Sir, the situation of this competition is not very clear.

Lu Jian can easily ask questions and be a newbie.

"Xuanzhe, Youyuan. Things that are not in line with the common sense of this world are all xuan. Xuanjun is one of these false kings. The emperor in appearance has just stepped down. How can the emperor in the inner world sit peacefully?"

He Chong took another sip of tea.

"Face? Lizi?"

Lu Tan thought it sounded like some martial arts vocabulary.

"Face is what everyone can see. There is a lot of traffic and peace in troubled times."

He Chong paused, as if he was trying to sell something, but he quickly blurted out again.

"Sorry, it's a bit of a professional habit. Lizi, even in the streets and dark alleys, the emperor and I can't control those monsters, but Xuanjun is in charge of the monsters."

"What do you mean by professional habits?"

Lu Tan asked immediately.

"Why don't you ask the monsters? Forget it, let's look at feng shui and facial features. Let's not talk about whether the readings are accurate or not. There are some things that we can't say randomly."

He Chong glanced at the next table, where three people dressed as students were sitting, seemingly discussing something.

"Even if the other party is really in a bloody disaster and the Yintang is dark, you can't tell him in front of him. You need to watch his words and tell him what he likes to hear. If the words are not finished, the hexagram will not be finished. Otherwise, even if you are a real guy, you His reputation won’t be very good either.”

He picked up two pills and threw them into his mouth.

"You're really capable. So, you really have yin and yang eyes?"

Lu Tan learned what he was learning and practiced it, and followed the other person's words and asked.

"You still know this, alas, it's just a small skill. The ancestors of the He family once studied in Wudang. Later, they made mistakes and were punished to guard the back mountain. They kept company with those monsters and monsters every day. Over time, their eyes were also polluted and they could see impurities. The objects were replaced with yin and yang eyes.”

He Chong may have recently given birth to a son, so he was in a good mood. Seeing a junior like Lu Tian respected him, so he said a few more words.

"You know the three religions and nine streams, right?"

"know a little."

Lu Tan nodded,

"Needless to say more about the three religions, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the nine streams. There are two ways to say it. The one we choose is the upper, middle and lower one. However, that is just for the sake of appearance. In terms of inner content, the nine streams are We the people.”

"Flower, water moves. The reason why it is called Jiuliu is the water flow. No matter the mountains and rivers change and the water meanders, the water always maintains itself. What it means is that although the tradition of Jiuliu changes, there is always something. insist on.”

At this point, He Chong subconsciously wanted to play it off again, but he still paused and then spoke.

"Yin Yang Eyes, Storyteller, Paper Cutter, Corpse Sewer, Reaching for Stars, Moving Mountains to Search for Dragons, and Walking Hundreds of Miles. It is still said that these seven families are the main ones, and the rest are due to their high status." , were implicated and exterminated when the dynasty changed, and some were idle in the clouds and wild cranes, missing their traces. When the ninth stream became the seventh stream, the fifth stream, or even the last stream, there was no one left. "

"Are these aristocratic families? Do they all have powers like yours?"

Lu Tan became curious.

Some of these schools with names he had heard of, and some he had never heard of at all. At least in modern times, these things may have been lost or hidden.

Thinking about it carefully, if he hadn't met He Jiaoyang, he wouldn't have known that there were yin and yang eyes in the world.

"Almost, the Yin and Yang Eyes have been passed down from generation to generation in my family. They are storytellers who refer to the past and satirize the present. They are eloquent and are passed down from master to disciple. The last time I saw you was ten years ago. I don't know if that teacher will come this time. "

"Although the paper cutter's name is an official, he is actually a craftsman. He cuts paper so vividly that it looks like he is possessed by a spirit. A corpse stitcher handles corpses and suppresses ghosts. Reaching for stars means using his hands empty. He steals, robs the rich and gives to the poor, and moves mountains to search for things. Long Fenjin Dingxue, also called himself Mojin Xiaowei, a tomb robber, traveled hundreds of miles to open an escort agency, and traveled thousands of miles a day."

He Chong briefly said a few words. These professions all seemed a bit nondescript, and Lu Tian felt that they must not be understood literally. For example, the Yin and Yang eyes seemed to be able to see the two worlds of Yin and Yang, but in fact Well, there are no ghosts in this world at all. The yin and yang eyes are a weaker version of [True Sight], which can capture the breath of strange things and react to the pollution of foreign lands.

Therefore, it seems that the paper cutter cuts paper and window grilles, and he probably has some special function.

If only I could see it with my own eyes.

"By the way, Brother Lu, what genre are you from?"

After taking a sip of tea, He Chong remembered it again.

"I'm an actor, I guess. I perform for everyone's entertainment."

Lu Tiao replied casually.

"I'm not an old guy. To be honest, there's no need to get involved."

He Chong persuaded again.

He was probably the first among the Nine to lie down, and he kept pulling others to lie down with him.

Lu Tan felt that he and Qin Tiantian must have a lot in common.

Hearing this, a burst of cheers, applause, and shouts suddenly burst out from downstairs. The two looked downstairs and found a car parked at the door of the teahouse. A man in a suit and leather shoes and a top hat walked out of it. A man with a slicked back hair.

This man was about the same age as He Chong, but he looked generous and natural, with a sense of calmness as if he had seen the world. He raised his head and happened to see the two people leaning on the railing in the teahouse and looking down.

He took off his hat, saluted, and quickly arrived on the second floor, where he sat down at the table between the two of them as if they were familiar with each other.

"Hey, I can't help it, I'm so popular."

He ordered a cup of tea and smiled again as he watched Xiao Zhiqi go back timidly.

"You're fine, Brother He?"

Lu Tan looked at this man and thought he looked familiar.