Xue Gui's hand froze for a moment, then he clasped his fist and said his name to Xu Tong again, but he took his hand back smoothly.
"Hey~~ What a coincidence?" Xu Tong's eyes rolled around and he began to calculate his age in his mind.
But after careful calculation, I don’t think it looks like it.
I remember looking at the photo, the master at that time was in his early 20s. If I look at it now, my master would have been in his seventies at least, but the person in front of me looks like he is in his thirties. He is four years old.
He's about ten years old, half the age.
Is it the same name and surname?
Xu Tong was thinking about it, and Xue Gui's eyes in front of him began to turn cold.
"Why, have you heard of my name? I haven't asked for my name yet."
I saw Xue Gui's hand, and I don't know when, it had changed from the left hand holding the right hand to the right hand holding the left hand.
Arching his hands forward, Xu Tong immediately felt a chill coming over him. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the hairs on his arms stood up on their own.
Xu Tong didn't understand the meaning of the fist-clasping ceremony, but the person in front of him who seemed to be a master gave him the feeling of going deep into a cold pond.
This feeling is completely different from Huo Ying's domineering display.
Huo Ying is strong, but he gives the impression that he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, but the person in front of him is a man with a hidden agenda, which makes people shudder.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became interested.
Thinking of the words of his cheap master, he imitated Xue Gui in front of him, cupped his hands and said, "Xu Wuji from the Seventh Family."
He was careful not to say his real name, including his name in this world.
Unexpectedly, when Xue Gui saw him clasping his right hand in front of him, he frowned at first, and when he heard him announcing his home, he even laughed angrily: "Haha, okay, Qijia meets Qijia, Li Kui meets Li Gui
!”
"Huh? Are you from the Qi family too?"
Xu Tong's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that Xue Gui in front of him was quite suitable except for his age.
"Pooh!"
Seeing that he actually dared to talk so shamelessly in front of him, Xue Gui slapped the table angrily, causing everyone in the carriage to look up.
Seeing this, Xue Gui's chest heaved, and he had to put down his hands angrily. After all, in special times, he didn't dare to be so public, otherwise he would be in trouble and things would be serious.
"snort!"
But like this, Xue Gui still had nowhere to vent his anger. If it were anything else, even if someone spit in his face, he would never pay attention to it.
But Xue Gui couldn't bear it when he encountered a liar using the guise of his own family.
Although there are many professions for papermakers, not everyone can claim to be a member of the Eight Gates without a master.
"Boy, if you say that you are from the third sect, I will blame you for the outfit you gave me. But if you say that you are from the seventh sect... Humph! If you can't provide any real evidence, I will
I want your life!"
By the end of the sentence, Xue Gui had lowered his voice to an extremely low level, but his voice still sounded like a cold knife in the dead of winter.
"Real evidence?"
Xu Tong thought about it, and after pretending to fumble in his arms for a while, he held a bell in his hand: "Does this count?"
But as soon as he took out the bell, Xue Gui's expression changed. He covered the mouth of the bell and pressed his hand: "Where did you get this thing?"
"My master gave it to me."
Xu Tong blinked and handed the bell to Xue Gui.
He was not afraid that Xue Gui would not give it to him. After all, it was his own thing. If the other party dared to snatch it, all he had to do was scream, and he would be able to summon the red armband immediately within a few minutes.
Of course, he also had other thoughts. This [Demon Bell] comes with two skills.
One is Soul Capturing.
The other one has three question marks and is in an unlocked state. Since Zhou Huasheng can firm up the [Immortality Gu], maybe Xue Gui, who is also from the Seventh Sect in front of him, can help him unlock the second skill.
"This thing..."
Xue Gui carefully played with the [Demon Bell] in his hand, as if caressing a treasure with his fingers. The more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became.
Xu Tong looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window. To be honest, this speed was really suitable for watching the scenery.
He watched this for almost half an hour, which made his eyes sore. When he looked back, Xue Gui was still staring at the [Demon Bell], as if he couldn't get enough of it.
Seeing this, Xu Tong could only stretch out his hand and take back the [Demon Bell].
Xue Gui was caught off guard and the bell was taken away. He couldn't help but raised his head and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him had red eyes and held the bell tightly in his arms.
"My master passed this on to me before he died. My master brought me up, and every time I made a mistake, he would slap my palm with a bamboo stick. I thought that when I grow up and make money, he will stop beating me.
, but before I grew up...he..." The choked voice couldn't go on anymore. He looked at his palms, and the tears couldn't stop rolling in the circles of his eyes.
Seeing this, the evil fire in Xue Gui's heart suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water, and he patted him on the shoulder: "My child, what is your master's name!"
When Xu Tong heard this, he immediately became alert and shook his head: "I can't say, I can only tell you that his surname is Wang."
"The surname is Wang!"
Xue Gui's heart was lifted. Not to mention his name, this surname was quite suitable.
In addition, the [Evil Bell] was in Xu Tong's hands. This thing must have been passed down from generation to generation, otherwise no one would be able to take it away easily. Thinking of this, Xue Gui was convinced.
But just to be on the safe side, Xue Gui took out a piece of yellow paper from his sleeve and said, "Good boy, fold a paper flower and let me see."
"Origami flowers?"
Xu Tong wiped his tears, and first carefully stuffed the [Shame Bell] into his arms again, but actually threw it into the prop book. To his disappointment, the second ability of [Shame Bell] was not unlocked.
However, he was disappointed, so he picked up the yellow paper with his hand. He pinched the roll of yellow paper in his hand, and with three strokes, he folded out a small paper flower.
Xue Gui took the paper flowers over and rubbed them gently with his hands. He saw that the paper flowers had indeed changed their appearance, and any doubts in his heart disappeared immediately.
I can make up other things, but not the basic skills of origami flowers.
He watched Xue Gui rub the paper flowers back and forth, and he was relieved in his heart. Fortunately, he had Master Song, otherwise if he had just made the paper flowers he folded before, it would only be superficial, and Xue Gui would probably tell his own lies.
It's revealed.
"Okay, your basic skills are okay."
Xue Gui nodded, looking very pleased. After all, there are still descendants of the Wang family.
Thinking about his own branch, there is still no successor. It is really an insult to the ancestors. But it is not his fault. This is such a bad era. It is not easy to find a successor in this era to pass on the mantle.
thing.
Thinking of this, Xue Gui looked at Xu Tong again, and his eyes suddenly became much kinder.
"Zhizhi..."
At this time, the train also entered the station and began to slow down and stop. Xue Gui took a look and took Xu Tong's arm: "Come on, this is not the place to talk. Let's get off the train."
"Ah? Get off the car now." He pretended to be surprised: "Brother Xue, where are you now?"
"Brother Xue, don't mention your master's seniority. According to his age, you still have to ask me to call him master. Hurry up and leave!"
Xue Gui's face was straight and he scolded sternly.
"Master?"
His heart skipped a beat and he asked curiously: "Master, do you respect Geng?"
"Get out of the car and talk!" Xue Gui didn't want to say much here, so he hurriedly pulled him out of the car.
The two walked out of the station, and Xue Gui pulled him straight towards the wasteland not far away.
"Xue...no...master...where are you taking me?"
Xu Tong was already happy in his heart, but he still had to learn the attitude of refusing and welcoming, and he never stopped taking small steps.
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm pressed for time. Come with me." Xue Gui said as he walked: "It's a coincidence for you, but it's also an unlucky thing. If it were another time, I could take you for a while, but not now. I have to go to Beijing.
If Mang goes to the appointment, he may not be able to come back alive, so I can only teach you three quick tricks to give you a way to defend yourself."
After hearing this, he had basically confirmed in his heart that the Xue Gui in front of him, who looked like he was about 40 years old, was really his master. It felt much smoother to call him like this.
"Ah!! Then don't go."
He said this, but thought in his heart: "You must be able to come back alive, otherwise my master, Lao Song, wouldn't have learned this craft."
Xue Gui shook his head, turned around and said seriously: "You don't understand, some things are more important than life."
Xue Gui's deep eyes revealed a different light, which made him think of Captain Wang's words, and a few waves surged in his heart. It felt like he had caught something vaguely, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized
I feel like I've missed a point.
Just when he was lost in thought, Xue Gui had already pulled him to an abandoned field, where he saw several lonely graves standing not far from the abandoned field.
Seeing the tomb, Xue Gui's eyes lit up and he pulled him up quickly: "You're lucky, you actually found it after searching for it."
Then he pulled him to the grave and pointed with his hand: "Do you know what this is?"
Xu Tong looked at the grave; "My parents are the ones who feed and clothe us!"
"Well……"
This was so well said that he almost choked Xue Gui to death. Fortunately, Xu Tong watched his words carefully and saw that his expression was not good. He quickly corrected his attitude and behaved like a good boy, shaking his head and saying, "I don't know."
After hearing this, Xue Gui regained his breath and cleared his throat: "Ahem, your parents are living people. If you expect the dead to give you money, you will starve to death early. Remember, the dead are our friends."
While Xue Gui was talking, he casually threw out a small paper figure and held it in his hand. Although the paper figure was small, it had complete facial features. He was wearing clothes and even a pair of red boots on his feet.
If you look closely, you will find that there are flowers embroidered on the shoes and the buttons on the clothes are actually real.
Seeing Master Xue being able to make paper figures to such a delicate level, Xu Tong couldn't help but feel dumbfounded in his heart. It seemed like he still had to learn more.
"Remember this formula." Seeing that he was still dazed, Xue Gui hurriedly reminded him, and then silently recited a chatty mantra. After reciting the mantra, he threw the paper man forward with his hand.
A strange scene appeared. The paper man was actually standing in front of the grave. The pair of eyes slowly twisted and looked towards the two of them...