"Do you know the origin of Youxuan?" In the private room of a regular restaurant, the two of them sat down to order food, and Professor Fang asked Gu Yi a question.
Gu Yi thought for a while and said, "You were born?"
"... Give birth to your sister!" Professor Fang couldn't help but tapped him with his chopsticks, and said irritably, "According to the official history, in 677 AD, Longxi Governor opened up wasteland, moved people, and established Youxuan Town."
"It wasn't you who gave birth to you, just say it."
Professor Fang glared at him: "Close the anus! The main point of the official history just now is that there is a wild history. It says this: In the 22nd year of Zhenguan, 7,000 soldiers in Chang'an escaped, and after March, Youxuan Town appeared! "
"So?"
"So you who are ignorant and inexperienced will never discover those coincidences in history. The 13th year of Zhenguan was 648 AD, which happened to be the year before Emperor Taizong died. Taizong believed in Buddhism. You said he was consciously qi and blood. At the time of decline, what did the seven thousand soldiers do?"
"Anyway, it can't be repairing a grave for yourself." Gu Yi clasped his nose and said, "He buried Jiucheng Mountain. Could it be that he was repairing the fallen stupa? But how did you know?"
Seeing his actions, Professor Fang said dissatisfied: "Can you not be so sick when you eat."
"You haven't told how to know."
"I... Forget it, don't say anything, you go to a place with me after dinner, you will know when the time comes."
"Don't you say that I am bombing you with my nose."
"you dare!"
…
After a meal.
Under the leadership of Professor Fang, Gu Yi returned to Youxuan University again and went straight to an old campus building.
This is a six-story building that looks quite historic. The exterior walls are made of red bricks, the corridors are narrow, and there are public balconies on each floor, giving it a strong flavor of the last century.
When he came to the sixth floor on the top floor, Professor Fang opened a wooden door on the left and entered it. A rotten paper smell spread over it. The whole room was piled with old and yellowed books.
"This isn't your house, isn't it?" Gu Yi walked around for a while, picked up a picture frame and asked. Above is a photo of an old man.
Professor Fang flipped through the books and said casually: "My dad's, he and I went to live in, this house is mine."
"So you just messed up like this."
"It's your shit. Hey, I found it!" Professor Fang just choked on Gu Yi and jumped up in surprise in a blink of an eye, holding an ancient thread-bound book in his hand, his expression excited.
Isn't this hers? Is she so excited? !
Gu Yi felt something was wrong, but when she was puzzled, she had withdrawn from the pile of books and urged: "Hurry up, let's talk to another place."
"why?"
"There are fleas here."
"..."
…
Soon, the two of them left the small building again and were about to return to the hotel where Gu Yi lived. They didn't want to have just walked on the old school road just a few steps, and suddenly an old coughing voice rang out of thin air, calling them to stop...
"Cough cough cough... young man, wait a minute"
Turning around and looking around, an old man did not know when he appeared behind him, and Gu Yi stopped for a while.
"you know?"
Professor Fang asked inexplicably, but was pulled behind him by the latter: "Stand behind me."
"Ok?… "
Professor Fang groaned suspiciously, and was about to ask something, but when he heard the old man he spoke first: "Ahem... Junior is very obedient, hehe... You and I are in the same way and I am not embarrassed by you, this little girl named Fang, I Just take it away."
Immediately, Professor Fang understood something, and hid behind Gu Yi, his hand also took off, as if running away at any time.
Gu Yi glanced at her contemptuously: "I was caught twice in a day and found you wherever I hid. Without my brother, where can you go?" After he said, he looked at the old man: "You take her away? Ha ha, you know Who am I?"
"who are you?"
"I will not tell you."
"Ahem... The man is standing in the world, why dare not even his real name be reported?"
"I won't tell you."
"Are you teasing me?"
"I still won't tell you."
"Asshole! Cough cough..." The old man coughed and anxious with excitement, and pointed to Gu Yi as he coughed, "Cough... Give me cough... Swallow him! Cough cough..."
Gu...
Suddenly, a strange sound rang, like a burst of blisters, and then a series of goose bumps climbed onto the arm, as if countless invisible things were desperately turning into the skin.
Facing this inexplicable and weird technique, Gu Yi didn't recognize it for a while, so he had to breathe into his arm, "Huh..."
The strangeness disappeared instantly.
Here I have to talk about the world’s magic techniques. Regardless of their shape, they can’t avoid spirit, courage, and aspiration. The three kinds of human, god, ghost, and three powers are the three powers of man, god, ghost, and force. The force was forced out, continued to transform, and volleyed away in a lance posture!
"It turns out that I have raised a few lonely wild ghosts." The old man sneered and sneered, rolling the rosary in his hand, and the surrounding air immediately vibrated. If he sang and chanted, he would be abhorrent. Seeing Yin Qi approaching, he disappeared out of thin air in the next second.
"what… "
Gu Yi only paid attention to the rosary in his hand. Upon closer inspection, he found that the number of rosary beads was wrong. The twelve rosary beads were not counted in the Buddhist ninth at all. He couldn't help thinking of the old man's origin.
Said: "I heard that there is Heiya Lake in the land of Jiannan, and there is an old man by the lake who claims to be'incompetent layman' who specializes in the Ninety-Six Paths of Buddhism. Old man, is it you?"
The old man coughed slightly, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Now that I know it's too late, young man, I remember to get rid of the owed mouth in the next life."
"The last person who said that has already died." Gu Yi wiped his chest, pointed his finger, and the three Yin Qi came out again, making another shock.
"I don't have a long memory." The old man still showed disdain, turning his rosary like an appropriate talent, and swallowing the three Yin Qi again.
Click...
"what!?"
I didn't want to have this time, when the old man's rosary suddenly cracked, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly felt the aspiration of the Buddha's Taoism of Zhongzheng and peace. He immediately understood, and exclaimed:
"Relic!"
Boom!
In the next second, the rosary cracked and scattered all over the place, and the four Yin riders of Shicai reappeared. A relic with a red thread floated between the four riders, and the light gradually faded away.
"Oh!... Cough cough... Little crap, you count me!?" The magic weapon that had been standing together for many years was severely injured. Under the counter shock, the old man's already weak body was immediately overwhelmed, even vomiting blood, and his eyes were full of Gu Yi. Vicious.
It turned out that the old man called himself'no lay layman', which means'no entry into Buddhism', so the practice of magic is based on the 96 external ways of Buddhism in "Entering Zhonglun", which is inherently incompatible with Buddhism. . And if compared with the eternal Buddhism, although the old man developed a different way of magic, he was finally too shallow and was completely defeated by the Buddha. Therefore, the ancient Yi sent the relic into the core of his magic, and it became dark from the inside out. With one hand, he ruined his important magic weapon.
Gu Yi immediately smiled and said, "It's obviously IQ suppression, so where is your shame?"
"Cough cough... OK!" The old man swallowed a mouthful of blood, "Let's go and see!"
After saying that, before Gu Yi could react, he smashed three rosary beads on the ground with one foot. A huge scream was raised, and the two of Gu Yi and Professor Fang were dizzy. When they came back to their senses, where would they see him? Trace... (End of this chapter)