When I heard Baili Qingyun's name, my eyes straightened, and I exclaimed, "Is it him?"
"Brother, do you know him?" The fat man hurriedly asked, seeing my reaction.
I nodded, I think I know each other. I have dealt with this person once. Isn't he a descendant of Yin and Yang embroidery? How did you become the Xuan family
As soon as the thirteenth young man heard it, he hurriedly shouted: "You also know Yin and Yang embroidery? Yes, yes, the secret technique of Yin and Yang in the Xuan Family is Yin Yang embroidery."
After hearing the words of the Thirteenth Young Master, I was almost surprised that I did not bite my tongue off. The things he said really excited me more than one thing. I never expected that the Xuan family of the four major families was actually the descendant of Yin Yang embroidery. .
No wonder yin and yang embroidery is so mysterious, which one of the four major families' secret techniques is not powerful.
The yin-yang gossip of the Huang Family, the Qimen Dunjia of the Di Family, and the Yin-Yang Embroidery of the Xuan Family are all very ancient Qimen Yin techniques. They have been passed down to this day and passed from generation to generation. The power can be imagined, but the boy Tianyi is in front of me. I have already exposed a lot of hands, and I still can't tell what kind of yin and yang secret technique the heavenly family uses.
I can't wait, and hurriedly escorted the Thirteenth Young Master, Fatty, and Fat Monk to the tattoo shop in Baili Qingyun.
In the ghost place of Midnight Tea House, there is no car willing to come in at all. It is difficult to come in, and even more difficult to leave. We walked for about an hour before we walked out of that ghost place. I checked the time and it was already more than two in the morning. .
I hit Didi and went straight to the tattoo shop in Baili Qingyun. After I arrived, it was almost four o'clock in the morning. As the Thirteenth Young Master said, it was far enough.
It's four o'clock in the morning, and the tattoo shop is naturally closed, but I can't wait. I have to go to class at dawn. I winked at the fat man and motioned him to open the door. He has a gun in his hand. I guess the one who opened the door has a temper. Can't send it.
The fat man was really not polite and kicked directly with his foot, but with a kick with all his strength, he actually rushed in with the person leading the door. The door was completely hidden, so he kicked it and lost his center of gravity. "Fall on the street".
"Little fat man, my door is wooden. I can't stand your body. Be careful next time you knock on the door, or you will lose money." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from inside.
I was overjoyed, isn't this Baili Qingyun? It's this time, why is he still up? Are you waiting for us? Can't be so mysterious, right
I looked at the Thirteenth Young Master: "Did you inform him?"
The thirteenth boy spread his hands: "Notice Mao, you see how I am now, how can I notify him?"
"Come in, don't stand outside the door chatting, or you will see it to others, saying that I am not treating guests well." said Baili Qingyun from the tattoo shop.
I winked at the fat monk and told him to catch the young man Thirteenth Younger, and don't let him run away inadvertently.
The fat monk hummed, expressing his understanding.
The fat man fell in first. The fat monk and I, as well as the thirteenth young man, went in later. As soon as we entered, we heard the fat man cursing there.
"Brother, you don't say anything in this room. It's scary and scary to death. Besides, you just opened the door and concealed it. What are you doing? You almost didn't beat me to death!" The fat man complained.
The Baili Qingyun people are still so easy-going and laughed amused by the fat man: "Haha, you little fat man, you obviously kicked the door with your foot, but I blamed it on me." Heshun Novels
At this moment, the three of us also came in, Baili Qingyun snapped and turned on the light in the house.
After the room was lit, Baili Qingyun glanced at us with a smile, but when he glanced at the fat monk, his hand suddenly shook, and his body seemed to be agitated, as if he was about to jump up from the chair. Yes, but still forced himself down, his face became extremely ugly.
I saw the clue, but I don't know what happened to Baili Qingyun and the fat monk? Look at the expression of the fat monk, it seems that he doesn't know Baili Qingyun.
So I pretended to introduce the fat monk's master. His master was a well-known master of Taoism, and Baili Qingyun must have heard of it.
But what surprised me was that Baili Qingyun's expression became even more ugly after hearing who the fat monk master was. Now I am sure that Baili Qingyun definitely has any relationship or grievances with the fat monk master, but I am not for this one today. As things come, it is naturally not easy to ask about it.
After about a minute, Baili Qingyun returned to normal. I hurriedly asked: "Are you waiting for us? How do you know we will come?"
Baili Qingyun leaned on the back of the sofa, then took out a cigarette and lighted it up and took two puffs: "Intuition!"
Intuition? I chuckled and laughed. If my intuition is so accurate, why not buy a lottery ticket
Baili Qingyun also laughed, went to buy it, and won the first prize, a full five million.
I leaned for a while. I just said casually. I didn't expect Baili Qingyun to actually do such a thing. Is his instinct really that accurate? We rural people are innocent, don't lie to me.
"What then?" I continued to ask.
Baili Qingyun spread his hands and said with a wry smile, and later, the lottery ticket disappeared.
"Puff" The four of us almost vomited blood. We won the 5 million lottery ticket. We lost the lottery if we said we lost it. How did we lose it
Baili Qingyun suddenly pointed to the tattoo on his forearm and said, "It might have been stolen!"
We looked at the tattoo on Baili Qingyun's forearm together. The three of them didn't know what they were doing, so I took a breath.
Isn't the fat man just a tattoo? You need to be surprised, making it look like a cow.
At this moment, the Thirteenth Young Master seemed to have noticed: "That is the secret of heaven."
I nodded. The tattoo was an old man with a pale beard. He was wearing a cloth and a celestial hat. He pinched two fingers to the sky. He was the best fortune teller in the world. He has become immortal, but I know that a fortune teller cannot become immortal because he leaks too many secrets and he will go to hell after death.
The fat man said, even if it's a magician, isn't it still a tattoo
The Thirteenth Young Master gave him a glance: "Oh, idiot, this is Yin and Yang embroidery, what do you know."
"Oh, did you beat the young man just now, dare to scold Lao Tzu." The fat man raised his hand and was about to punch the 13th young man. The 13th young man hurriedly shrank and didn't dare to refute any more. He looks like, but there is no other way, who let him fall into the fat man's hands.
"I also said that I don't understand. A tattoo of a fortune teller will tell a fortune, and that tattoo of Monkey King will make seventy-two changes." The fat man saw that the Thirteenth Young Master did not dare to confront him, and continued to nag.
(End of this chapter)