"Chen Huangpi, you are so brave!"

This shout scared me. I looked in the sound and saw a person squatting deep in the corner of the alley, as if sitting on the ground.

I hurriedly trotted over and saw a man in his 100 or 50 years old sitting on a small stool.

It's amazing. Its stool is obviously made of paper, but it can't bear his weight at all, but he doesn't move like a mountain.

There were paper men and horses in front of him, looking like a martial arts man.

And his appearance and temperament really look like an old cannon who runs around the world, with long hair draped over his shoulders and a slutty face. He has no fairy-like appearance. To put it bluntly, he even looks a little bit vulgar.

"Master...Master? Boy Chen Huangpi, is there something abrupt? I hope to mention it." Although I don't really believe that President Master is like this, I still asked respectfully.

People should not behave like a person. The more strange he is, the more I think he is powerful. Perhaps he has truly achieved ignorance and only practiced Taoism.

But his next sentence made me a little dumbfounded. He raised his hand and stroked his long hair and asked me, "Little yellow skin, do you bring cigarettes?"

I didn't smoke, I shook my head.

"Ha, I don't know how to be a human being. You have to learn how people are in the world!" After saying that, he took out a copper smoke gun from the cloth bag beside him, lit it with yellow paper, and started to smoke.

I didn't dare to answer the conversation, and waited with peace of mind, thinking that since he reminded me that there was danger and knew my name, he naturally had something to say to me and to mention me.

Sure enough, after smoking two sips of dry tobacco, he looked at me and said, "Little Yellow Skin, you are too brave. You dare to spy on this big Yin Dragon. Do you think you are not living long enough?"

He knocked the copper pipe on the ground, and he continued, "Tell me who gave you this courage? Do you think that if you know a white-faced boy who is playing big ruler, you can really be rampant?"

When I heard this, my heart tightened. This uncle who seemed to be unpretentious was definitely a cruel person!

The white face that he said must be a cold man. It seems that he has a wide range of news, so he appeared today and obviously came for me.

I hurriedly said, "Sir, great talent, amazing tricks, boy admires it, do you know the identity of Baimiansheng?"

He raised his lips and said with a smile: "I don't know this. This white-faced student does have two brushes. A ruler of Zhenming really scares those big shots. With this courage alone, he can also be regarded as a dragon and tiger. But you have to know, who is the one who can stand at the top of the Feng Shui pyramid is not a person who defies the heavens? He will be scared by a ruler of Zhenming for three years? When they react and know that the white-faced student cannot stay by your side, who can guarantee that they will not have another murderous idea of ​​you? But you, before you can come, you will be hit in the gun. If you are seeking death by yourself and you will be killed by the time, I think that the white-faced student will be defeated!"

My heart tightened. The cold man really told me that he would protect me this time. As for how to go next and how far I can go, it depends on myself.

What shocked me even more was whether this Huayun Club was still related to the big names on the top of the Feng Shui circle?

"Thank you, Mr., for your advice. I hope you can point out the clear path. My wife encountered an evil spirit. It's not that I wanted to see this starry sky, but that the weirdness in her might be related to this woman's club." I said to him again.

"Old, you old man, I'm only forty-seven, I'm calling you brother! You want to peek at this club, it's really for your wife. I'm not feeling itchy, I want to see the world of flowers?" He asked me with squinted eyes.

I couldn't help but give him a blank look. He was really not serious. If I hadn't known that he was a good method, I would have really treated him as a liar in the world.

"Uncle, stop kidding. I'm really anxious. I'm definitely going to enter this club. What's your solution?" I asked him seriously.

He looked at Huayun Club and said with a bright look: "Tsk tsk, who can enter this club is not a person? I have been watching it for a day, and there are many beautiful women. This person, once he has money, even if his skin is a little ugly, he can still see it. The most important thing is his temperament. Little yellow skin, don't ask me, I still want to ask you, how can I get in? I want to get in too."

"Uncle, you are serious, you really can't get in?" I frowned.
Chapter completed!