"Does it count?"
I took a deep look at Fei Bo. Since Fei Bo didn't want to say anything, I couldn't ask too much. However, soon another light flashed through my mind.
"Fei Bo, I think you know a lot."
"It's not too much. The poor monk's master knows more than half of the Chinese Dao realm, and the poor monk only knows the lesser half of the Chinese Dao realm. I am really ashamed."
Although Fei Bo said a little modestly, this guy's expression was not modest at all. He held his head slantingly, and put on a look of awkward beating.
"Do you know half of the Huaxia Dao Realm?" I frowned and asked Fei Bo: "Fei Bo, I'm asking you about someone."
"Tang and Song donors, who do you want to ask? The poor monk dare to pat his chest to make sure that as long as the other party has a little reputation in the Chinese Taoist world, the poor monk must have heard of him."
"Sacred Hand, have you ever heard of it?"
Grandpa said earlier that my grandfather's name was Ouyang Tongtian, and he was called the Holy Hand of Tongtian. My grandfather and father were worried that I would search for my mother without authorization, so they didn't tell the school where grandpa was. I haven't deliberately learned about grandpa's news over the years. But now that Grandpa, Ma Yuzhi and others are missing, they may have a certain relationship with Grandpa. Now I happen to have Fei Bo, the know-it-all, so I can inquire about some news.
"The name of the Master Tongtian is Ouyang Tongtian." Fei Bo glanced at me, smiled and then said: "Ouyang Tongtian is very mysterious. There are not many people who know him, and the poor monk knows just a little bit."
"Tell me, what do you know?"
"For the news about Ouyang Tongtian, the poor monk suggests that you should ask another person."
"Who?"
"Hou Shexue, wait for the donor."
"Why ask her? To be honest, I don't want to deal with this woman."
"Hou Shexue should be the Sisheng Ghost Doctor, and Ouyang Tongtian is the head of Sisheng Ghost Doctor's line. So the news about Ouyang Tongtian, Hou Shexue must have killed a lot more than the poor monks."
Hearing Fei Bo's words, my heart was slightly surprised. Never thought that Grandpa was actually the head of Sisheng Ghost Doctor's line. Back then, Grandpa was able to destroy the Tianmen Sect. Doesn't it mean that the mysterious Sisheng Ghost Doctor is very powerful, and even far surpasses the Desperate Ghost Doctor.
However, thinking about it carefully, I am relieved,
Desperate ghost doctors are unpopular, everyone shouts and beats. It is normal that the gap between the deadly ghost doctor and Sisheng ghost doctor is getting wider.
"Let me ask you again, who is Mr. Ouyang?"
"Mr. Ouyang's name is Ouyang Zhetian, he is quite famous in the Chinese Taoist world. He and the Ouyang Tongtian you just asked about are actually twin brothers. The difference between the two brothers is that Ouyang Zhetian is in the Ming, and he is often in the Chinese Taoist world. Walk. Ouyang Tongtian is hidden in the dark, and there are not many people who know Ouyang Tongtian."
Hearing Fei Bo's words, my heart was shocked again. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ouyang and I were relatives. However, having such relatives is not considered glorious. He and the Japanese Onmyoji must have done a lot of bad things in collusion.
I just hope that Grandpa is different from him.
"By the way, have you ever heard of the Four Great Ghosts?"
"Four ghosts?" Fei Bo glanced at me, then continued: "The four ghosts are Ouyang Zhetian, that is, the four warriors under Mr. Ouyang's command. These four people are the one-eyed black impermanence and the broken arm white. Impermanence, three-eyed turning head and Rakshasa horse face. I heard that these four people have the strength of eighth-level Taoist priests. However, few people have seen the four of them shoot because they have seen the four of them, almost all of them are dead. Lost."
"The poor monk is also a little curious now, Brother Tang and Song, why are you so interested in these people? Is it possible that there has been an intersection between you and these people?"
"Didn't you also say it just now? These people are all a little mysterious. People are often interested in mysterious things."
Fei Bo looked up at me, did not continue to speak, but turned and walked towards the room.
I followed Fei Bo, returned to the room, and happened to see a large group of people gathered around my bed.
I frowned and pulled away from the crowd, and heard Wang Meng's voice sound.
"Why do you only have white eyes, are you dying?"
When Wang Meng's voice fell, someone answered and said, "No wonder you keep your eyes closed these days. It turns out that you are sick. You only have white eyes with two eyes. Are you a white-eyed wolf?"
"Maybe it's not a white-eyed wolf, but it's mostly blind if the eyes grow like this."
A group of people was very boring. They gathered around my bed because the long-haired man living next to me opened his eyes.
This guy is indeed a little weird.
All eyes are white eyes, not even a black pupil.
"It's all gone, what should I do?"
I yelled at everyone, and everyone tilted their heads and glanced at me before slowly leaving.
After everyone dispersed, Fei Bo and I came to the long-haired man. I took out half a roast chicken and handed it to the man with long hair.
"Since I entered the house, you have been practicing with closed eyes. As the saying goes, people are iron rice or steel, so you can eat something."
"Thank you!" The long-haired man turned around and took the roast chicken, swallowing two words from his mouth.
The long-haired man's voice was slightly hoarse, and the two words he uttered made people feel like swallowing a mouthful of ice scum.
Because I was close to the long-haired man, I clearly saw that when the long-haired man took the roasted chicken, a thin layer of ice suddenly appeared on the surface of the roasted chicken. This thin layer of ice is like a thin film, very thin but clearly visible.
Bo Fei and I watched quietly as the long-haired man gobbled up the roast chicken, and finally handed the long-haired man a bottle of red wine. This scene fell in Fei Bo's eyes, causing him to swallow continuously. It seems that Feibo not only loves meat, but also has a soft spot for drinks.
"My name is Tang Song, and his name is Fei Bo. I don't know what Daoist friend your name is?"
"Xuan Ming."
"Xuan Ming? Is this your name or your nickname?"
Hearing Fei Bo's words, Xuan Ming paused for a while, still saying in a cold voice: "Name."
"Hehehe, this name is worthy of your cold temperament." Fei Bo grinned and continued: "There is a mountain named Wanda in the north, and Wanda Mountain is the northern extension of Changbai Mountain, which is the most reliable in China. A mountain in the north, the poor monk heard that the top of this mountain is covered with snow and ice all year round, and the temperature is extremely low."
"On the top of the Wanda mountain lives a special group of people. These people are not many. They are called the Japanese. The Japanese are able to withstand severe cold, and because they live in the world of ice and snow all the year round, the eyes of the Japanese are There is nothing but benevolence. I wonder if you are related to the Woken?"
"I am a Japanese."
"A few years ago, the poor monk's master used to go to Wandashan and was a guest among the Woken tribe. By the way, you might even know the poor monk's master."
"Who?"
"The poor monk is called the Blind Bodhisattva.
(End of this chapter)