"Look..." The girl tilted her neck, and slices of flesh and blood came into view.
The Lingchi Criminal Code still existed at the end of the Qing Dynasty, so there are still old photos preserved.
So she really died late!
I held my breath, but grandma said coldly: "Zhou Xiuying, is it useful to scare him? Stand aside and let him choose. My time is limited."
"Oh..." The girl muttered, then stood aside obediently.
"Hey, Madman Zhou, I didn't expect you to be here today, right?" the thin general said with a smile.
"Heroes die from talking too much. Tighten your skin." The girl named Zhou Xiuying snorted coldly.
This is my grandma's catchphrase, and she has learned it all. I thought to myself that Zhou Xiuying is quite interesting sometimes.
"Grandma, I want to choose her." I looked at Zhou Xiuying.
The three ghost generals thought I would still hesitate, but they didn't expect me to give the answer so quickly.
"Choose a crazy person of the week? Did I hear it right? I never thought of it, hey." The thin general complained.
"It was expected. The predecessors were brave, and the future generations can borrow three points." However, the fat general felt that it was expected.
"Then Zhou Xiuying, you can go with him." Without waiting for Zhou Xiuying to agree, Grandma touched her hand and all three ghost generals returned to the jade tablets.
After giving me Zhou Xiuying's jade plaque, grandma went back with Aunt Wu.
I looked at the ancient jade in my hand, and of course I felt secretly happy. Although I missed the fat and thin general, what I wanted was a ghost general like Zhou Xiuying.
After all, the cook and Jiang Li are not easy to control, so if you add Zhou Xiuying, you won't have to worry about being bitten by lice.
After seeing grandma off, Sister Zhou and I asked about what her master liked to eat.
After shopping, I diverted to a villa in the tourist area. Before the car could be parked, I saw Qiu Shengji waving at the gate.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, we followed him into the villa, which is also a hotel owned by the Yun Group.
"Not to mention, you are really lucky to have found a good match like Miss Yun." Qiu Shengji led the way and was polite to me.
After a while, I saw Zhang Weihu in the living room. She was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed watching TV.
Xu Wanzhao was flipping through some fashion magazines and was a little bored. When he saw me, he smiled: "Xiao Chen is here? You are a rare visitor."
"Hello, Uncle Xu." I smiled and put the greeting gift on the stage.
"Okay, you're so polite and you bought so many things? I'm going to make tea for you and unwrap your gifts. Miss Yun specially brought us good tea." Xu Wanzhao went to make tea politely.
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I gave Zhang Weihu the Taoist ritual and then said hello.
"I know why you came here. Do you want to ask about you and the little girl of the Yun family?" Zhang Weihu said.
I was shocked, this old lady was so awesome.
"Grandma said that both Yun Qinglan and I would die because our bodies could not hold on, and the Yang Shen would eventually leave the body...Senior Zhang, you are very capable, is there any way to solve this?"
"It's over here. We're going north soon. I'm not your grandma, and I don't have time to listen to all your roundabout talk." Zhang Weihu waved his hands lazily, but stared at the TV.
"Barrett's Law" is being played on TV. It is a very popular movie recently. The plot is about the love life of an older female lawyer and a young freshman.
I didn’t expect Zhang Weihu to be so fashionable.
"Okay, what's so special about Li Jingzhe? Why does the North want to catch him?" I can only be more straightforward. Zhang Weihu means the same as grandma. Li Jingzhe is the key to breaking the situation. New
"It's just some old things from many years ago. Of course people today don't understand, but they can't hide it from me." Zhang Weihu said calmly.
"What old thing is this?" My eyes widened.
"What are you asking about Qimen Shinto?" Zhang Weihu half-squinted his eyes.
"I just want to know..."
"Humph, I don't have time to tell you about ancient times." Zhang Weihu snorted coldly.
"Senior sister, just talk to the young man and come over
It's not easy. Look, he also bought durians, sugar apples, and, by the way, cakes and desserts, which are all your favorites, senior sister." Xu Wanzhao on the side served tea and motioned for Qiu Shengji to go.
Open durian.
Zhang Weihu looked at the tea, and his eyes lit up: "You are just like your grandma, you are full of scheming. I do know more about Qimen Shinto than she does, but it's just because she doesn't bother to pay attention to it."
"Senior Zhang, please tell me." I said quickly.
Zhang Weihu didn't say anything, and ate the cake first. After finding that it tasted good, he said: "According to legend, there is a book of Qimen Shinto, which is made from eleven volumes of Qimen Shinto in the world. No matter which one it is,
They are all the essence of the divine way of all the strange sects in the world."
"These juniors have heard about the astrolabe, chess calculations, divination, numerology, numerology, restrictions, four seasons, feng shui, laws, gods, and heavenly attacks."
"Yes, but you don't know that these eleven volumes of the essence of Qimen actually contain a secret, because it is said that the number of Qimen Shen Dao is not eleven, but twelve." Zhang Weihu likes desserts very much, after saying these words
I finished eating the small cake during the break.
But these are not as shocking as her words!
"Twelve types? Isn't the sky attack the most powerful?" There are actually twelve types in my mind. This is different from the news I got in my dream.
I saw Fang Tian Douzi in my dream, and he only said eleven kinds of things...
"Haha, let me ask you, among them, in the astrolabe, chess is regarded as fighting pieces; in divination, the number of battles is used to control life; in numerology, prohibition is regarded as Qimen; in the four o'clock, Feng Shui is regarded as order time; in laws and regulations, Mingshen is regarded as divine magic. These ten
All of them complement each other, so why make Tian Gong a separate branch?" Zhang Weihu asked rhetorically.
"Then the last technique is..." It seemed to be clear in my mind, so Qimen Shinto should have twelve techniques!
"Fighting skills." Zhang Weihu said without hesitation.
"Fighting?" I was shocked.
"Yes, Heaven's attack and fighting skills are called Heaven's Gate. It is said that when the twelve arts come together, they have the ability to open the Heaven's Gate." Zhang Weihu took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. While breaking open the sugar apple, he also checked whether the durian was in bloom.
But I was shocked by the twelve numbers of Qimen Shinto, so I quickly asked: "What is Tianmen?"
"Tianmen? I have never opened it before, how do I know?" Zhang Weihu asked with a sneer.
"Qimen Shinto has always been said to be eleven. The disciples of Qimen only teach eleven types. Uncle Lu said that Li Jingzhe's strength is no less than him. Even if he was hit by a heavenly attack, he was dying. So wouldn't these twelve techniques be more terrifying? Then
Under what conditions can one learn this twelfth art?" I asked.
"Haha, you can think of this, so why don't you think about what Li Jingzhe has been doing along the way? Why do people in the north keep arresting him?" Zhang Weihu asked.
"We've been fighting all the way... Do you mean Li Jingzhe opened the Heavenly Gate?!" I took a deep breath.
"If you can't afford it, it depends on what you think."
Qiu Shengji brought the durian plate over with a sad look on his face and put a spoon on it.
Xu Wanzhao ran away with an excuse. He probably didn't like the smell of durian, but Zhang Weihu's eyes lit up.
After eating durian, the old lady will definitely continue to talk about ancient times. This chapter has been completed!