Looking at his posture, I was very puzzled. I frowned and looked up, but saw the old man touching his head and took a breath: "His ... What is his name ....
.. Gold ... what is the gold ... oops, the age is too long, I forgot ... "
The other party said, patting my head for annoyance, but as soon as I came out, I was in a threatening as if I had pulled a life -saving straw and hurried over: "Old man, do you say that tall, surnamed Jin?"
"Yeah. The surname Jin, or a Taoist priest." The other party said, nodding at a certain place.
"How old is this person?" Suddenly, I hurriedly said, the other party heard the words, hey smiled, and then said to me, "You don't believe it, I saw him fifty years ago, he was a white -haired old man 50 years ago. He was a white -haired old man.
I saw him thirty years ago. He was still a white -haired old man. In the past thirty years, he has not changed a little. However, the old man is quite sloppy.
It ’s all said, that’ s a living god, I do n’t know if it is true or not, but this person's ability is very big but true. "
The old man said, turned his head to look at me, and laughed: "What, do you want to find him to save your daughter -in -law? Don't think about it, I have never seen him for 30 years." The other party said, shaking his head, but
I didn't listen at all these words. I walked around in the room. After walking for half a minute, I turned around and gave the other party a gift. Then I asked: "Old man, you remember, you can remember
, That person's dress looks? "
"Thirty years ago, where can I remember?" The old man said, his face was unhappy, and when he saw him so, I didn't care, I took a chair and sat next to him, and then asked, "Then you want
Think about it, is he always holding a loud bamboo pole with a bright and bright bamboo pole, and his body is full of patching robes.
As soon as I came out, I regret it. Anyway, that is, the Master who gave me the open -minded Master, described him in this way.
The old man who saw a doctor suddenly turned his head, and once again raised his index finger, and for a long time to the apex of the room: "Yes, right, that's it! Well? Why do you know him too?"
I am interested, but after listening to this, I do n’t know if I should be happy or to get angry.
Listening to the meaning of the old man, the one he knew that he could make people return to life, ten to nine is my teacher, which is the ancestor of the Jin family who passed my half-volume "Burning Tian Jue". If this person,
There is such a big ability. Then, Ding Yan may not have to die so wronged. I want to find him, but I have nothing to do. Think about it, even if he can bring Ding's soul from below, it is useless.
The corpse of the 送 has been sent to the cremation. What should I do if I want her to return?
I thought of it, and the excitement that just came up gradually faded again. I stood in place, and suddenly lost my mind, and immediately smiled bitterly on that chair.
The old man seemed to change his face in a clear face, and he was curious, so he asked me if I thought of anything, and I didn't conceal it. I told him in 151.
I also sighed helplessly, and said, "Oh ... all people have died for so long, don't think about it, the body has not been reborn. In this life, it is short and not short.
It ’s not long. When you reach the old man, you will understand. Do n’t force everything."
Saying here, the old man paused, and then, he turned his head to me as if thinking of something, "This girl is your sister?"
"Yeah." Nodded, I said.
"Are you teased me?" The other person said, squinting his eyes with a displeased face. I looked up at Xiao Ai and touched my face again. I really felt that the difference was a bit outrageous.
Xiao Ai's skin is the kind of faint wheat color, which is completely different from mine. Moreover, this girl is extremely beautiful, and she is different from Ding Yan ghosts.
To say, Ding Yan is a little fox essence that is naturally charming but often placed with a cold face. The ghost is a silly and silly but natural fairy. Compared with these two people, the little people are small.
Ai, is a real girl, but it is, the individual must admit it, and the appearance of the chick is really not to pick, the willow leaf eyebrow apricot eye, the high nose bridge, the sharp chin, the sharp chin, the sharp nose
Not a little bit of small mouth powder, coupled with the dark and smart eyes and the impeccable hot figure, suddenly, the aggressive beauty and the spirit of a kind of bones show a glance.
As a man, I can't admit that in the face of Xiao Ai's teasing, it is impossible to want to be indifferent. However, when I encounter Ding Yan too early, I can't tolerate others for a long time.
Thinking of this, I smiled bitterly. At this time, Xiao Ai, who was sitting there, suddenly raised her mouth. Seeing that she was so cute, the two would smile and stop saying anything.
"You come with me, I have something to say to you." Wiping his hands with a towel, the old man stood up and said to me, while walking, and pouring himself with that big gourd.
"Why, is there any trouble?" Foling the fart, I asked worriedly.
"Trouble is naturally there, saying that it is small." The old man said, looking back at Xiao Ai, and the back of his hand was blocked by his back to her mouth: "
Here, the missing thing is very important. The king poison is different from other toxins. It is very rare and difficult to resolve. To cure her eyes, you need to find a blood toad to give me. "
"Blood toad?" Pointing at the direction of the roof, I looked at him. After the other party listened, he waved his hand and said to me, "Oh! Not snowy snow, but blood of blood! This is a kind of living in the north
Toad is as red as blood, but it is smaller than ordinary toads. In these years, before the Republic of China, I can see one or two occasionally.
You can go to Hebei to ask, it seems that there is a monk named Zhikong Master. I have learned the craftsmanship of Treasure before, please give you a pointer, and find it better than you. "
The old man said, turned his head to see Xiao Ai, and immediately said, "I can now open Fangzi to stabilize the condition, but to cure it, you must do it."
"What you just said is the Zhikong Master of Lingzhou Zen Temple?" I thought about him, I repeated.