The four sects of Fa Qiu?
I was obviously stunned when I heard what Fatty said.
The four sects of Fa Qiu that Fatty mentioned should refer to the four most famous factions among the tomb robbers who climbed mountains and dug graves - General Fa Qiu, Lieutenant Mojin, Taoist Banshan, and Li Shi Xi!
General Fa Qiu, needless to say, refers to our family lineage. Now it is a single lineage and there is no other family. They are good at looking at mountains to find dragons and dividing gold to determine the tomb!
Because Cao Cao set up many Lieutenants Mojin at the beginning and left many descendants, there are still many Lieutenants Mojin now. Fatty and Yi Shiting are both from this lineage. Their methods are similar, but they also have their own characteristics. They are good at digging graves and avoiding the mechanisms in the tombs. Moreover, their rules are very strict. When robbing tombs, they will also see what the tomb owner did in his lifetime. When touching gold, they only take three things, and they will light candles in the tomb room in advance to ask the dead if they agree. In short, the profession of tomb raiders is probably the most disciplined among the four sects of Fa Qiu.
As for the Taoist monks who move mountains, to be honest, I don't know much about them. I only know that they didn't seem to be Han people in the past. Their ancestors were residents of a mountain called "Zagglama Mountain" in the Taklamakan Desert in the Western Regions. They were also called the Zagglama tribe and were considered to be a branch of the Ghost Cave Clan of the Jingjue Kingdom. For various reasons, they always got strange diseases and had to migrate with their entire clan. Because their clan is good at the art of life and death, that is, the art of the mutual generation and mutual restraint of the five elements, they finally started to work as tomb robbers. Gradually, they took a very unique path, were familiar with mechanisms, and could use mechanisms to deal with various accidents in ancient tombs. It's just that the profession of tomb robbery is not good to say. In order to cover up the identity of tomb robbers, they usually habitually call themselves Taoists, and later generations called their sect the Taoist monks who move mountains. Of course, they call themselves Taoists, which may also be related to the fact that their ancestors have a certain origin with Taoism.
As for the Xiangling Lishi, this is interesting.
This group of guys used to be a group of bandits. When there was a tomb, they robbed the tomb. When there was no tomb, they robbed the rich and helped the poor. They have always been the mortal enemy of the government!
These Xiangling Lishi can be said to be all good at fighting. Not only that, they also have a particularly sensitive nose!
Quitting smoking, drinking, and spicy food, eating only vegetarian food all their lives, etc., all of which made their noses more sensitive than dogs. Wherever there is a tomb, they can smell it out by walking up to it and lying on the ground and smelling it. It's quite awesome.
It's just that it is said that after the Mongolian army entered the Central Plains, this lineage was not satisfied with the bloody massacre caused by the Mongolian army in the Central Plains, so they rushed to the Mongolian grasslands to frantically search for Genghis Khan's tomb, wanting to ruin the feng shui of the Mongolian ancestors. As a result, they aroused the hostility of the Mongolian army and were hunted down by the Mongolian army. It seems that this lineage is about to be killed. The few people who survived all fled overseas and have rarely appeared in the past few hundred years.
The fat man said that the four sects of Fa Qiu had gathered together. Doesn't that mean that the Taoist monks who had not walked on the road for many years, the Taoist monks who moved mountains and the strong warriors who moved mountains, appeared?
I noticed the two people who were with the fat man before. The Taoist monk in the Taoist robe had rough palms, but his fingers were very flexible. He was obviously a person who was good at making things. If I guessed correctly, this should be a Taoist monk who moved mountains. His hands were made like that by making mechanisms.
And the big man, although he looked rough, drank tea and didn't drink with the fat man and others. He was muscular and obviously a family man. This should be a strong warrior.
The four sects gathered together. It seems that this mission is very difficult. Even the strong warriors and the Taoist monks who moved mountains appeared!
I couldn't help but smile. At this time, the fat man pulled the two people close to chat with them.
During the chat, I learned that the gray-robed Taoist was called Wang Mazi, anyway, that's what the fat man called him. As for the Da Xiailing strongman, the fat man called him Manniu. I was thinking that it was a nickname after all, and it was not appropriate to call him that. As a result, before I had time to ask for his name, the two people were quite easy to get along with and waved their hands to let me call him that. At least for the time being, they seemed to be easy to get along with.
After chatting with them for a while, I just asked about Qingyi's situation, and suddenly heard a calm and warm voice behind me: "Xiaotian, long time no see."
This voice is familiar, I will never forget it in my life. At that moment, I suddenly stood up and looked back, but I saw a person standing quietly behind me. He was wearing a green robe and seemed to blend into the surrounding blue sea and blue sky. He was tall and slender, carrying an ancient sword, handsome, with sword eyebrows inserted diagonally into his temples, and a faint warm smile at the corners of his mouth. Who else could it be but Qingyi?
Now, he has become an eighth-level Heavenly Master, and his temperament is even more extraordinary. His eyes are very bright. He just glanced at me, and I felt that he saw through me. Then he nodded, with a hint of praise in his tone: "Not bad, you are making great progress. I believe you will be able to revive the Ge family soon!"
I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to say in front of this man who was both a teacher and a friend. All I could say was gratitude.
However, Qingyi's eyes quickly focused on Chen Yu, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little. In a short while, his face was terribly gloomy.
Presumably, with his Taoism, he must have seen through Chen Yu's identity.
As soon as I saw Qingyi's face, I knew that things were going to be bad, and I hurriedly said: "Qingyi, this is my friend!"
Qingyi frowned even deeper, but he put down his hand that he had just raised, and then looked at me with a serious look: "Xiaotian, do you know what you are doing?"
This day... Actually, I had thought of it a long time ago.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, then I lowered my head, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted my teeth and said: "Qingyi, if one day, I also become like this, but I don't cause trouble to the yin and yang, will you kill me?"
Qingyi's face changed immediately, and he said with a sullen face for a long time: "Well, I believe you, but if your friend messes up, I will help you clean up the mess!"
He is a man with a hard mouth and a soft heart. After saying this, I knew that this matter was temporarily over, and I quickly changed the subject: "By the way, let's talk about the mission first?"
"Come with me, all the clues of this matter are mainly held by Rosa, and she is here too. It happens to be an old friend, so let's meet!"
Qingyi nodded, but turned around and left without saying a word.
I called Lin Qing and the others and followed them. The fat guy was not quiet either. He chased after me in his big shorts and asked me in a low voice: "Xiaotian, where did your friend come from? Why did Qingyi want to kill him as soon as he saw him!"
I was silent for a while and slowly said four words: "Blood Ghost Corpse!"
The fat guy's face changed immediately. After a long time, he patted my shoulder and gave me a thumbs up: "Okay, you are awesome. I am afraid that you are the only one in the world who can make Qingyi, the iron-faced Yama, speak for himself. If this were my friend, I guess Qingyi would not buy it at all. He just came up and killed him with a sword!"
I smiled bitterly and said nothing.
At this time, we followed Qingyi to the cabin. I noticed that there was a sloppy old man lying in front of the cabin door. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, holding a chicken leg in his left hand and a wine gourd in his right hand. His nose was red from drinking, a typical red nose. As soon as I walked over, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol on the old man. He was obviously a drunkard.
As a result, Qingyi was particularly respectful to the old man. He walked up and helped the old man up from the deck very kindly, and then whispered: "You want to sleep, go back to the room to sleep?"
The old man opened his eyes drunkenly at this time, glanced at me and Chen Yu, and suddenly said: "The heir of the Ge family and the ghost corpse of the blood girl, is it a disaster or a blessing to be together?"
After saying that, he shook off Qingyi and turned around and walked away, his steps were weak and stumbling.
I was a little confused when I saw this, so I pulled the fat man and whispered, "Hey, who is this? Why does he look so awesome?"
"I don't know his name, everyone calls him Crazy Old Man!"
The fat man glanced at the old man's back, and then said to me carefully, "Brother Xiaotian, don't mess with this ancestor. This person is from your grandfather's generation. He was also a great heavenly master of the ninth stage. Even Qingyi has to call him Uncle Master when he sees him. Do you understand? But..."
At this point, the fat man sighed, and his expression seemed to be very regretful...