Ye Xiaomu asked her curiously again, what did these two names mean.
Su Yan explained to him.
"The so-called double absolute eight sons, that is, eight people of different sects of mage, Taoism also has, Buddhism also has, so it is known as double unique, eight people, the oldest is only in his twenties, the youngest has just come of age, eight people are rare geniuses in the magic world, the lowest is also a heavenly master or Zen master, one of which has a Buddha, has broken the Arhat and the earth immortal tablet."
"The Three Realms Alliance is an organization that imitates the Ghost Hunting Alliance, and there are people, ghosts, demons, and evil spirits, so it is named 'Three Realms', which means all-encompassing, with a total of more than a dozen people, and they are all powerful characters.
These two organizations are the most top-notch people in this generation.
As far as I know, they have always been disrespectful to the Ghost Hunting Alliance, thinking that we are all deified by legends and not so strong, which is really unreasonable!
” Xiaoqing said indignantly, and then turned his head to look at everyone.
In the huge room, there were several people sitting: After returning to the vulgar Sibao, wearing a linen loose clothes, his head is still bald, he is close to forty years old, he has a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there are more vicissitudes in his expression, but the heroic spirit in his eyes is not reduced.
Wu Jiawei sat next to him, dressed in plain clothes, because he was a ghost corpse, his appearance had not changed for many years, but his eyes were a little deeper.
He held the Hidden Edge Sword in his arms and drank it silently with a cup of tea.
Looks more like a swordsman who doesn't talk much.
Xiao Bai leaned back on the sofa, put on nail polish, and said: "These people are so hateful, I have heard even more ugly, speaking of which, if we hadn't fought the Ghost King and killed the Xingyue Slave, how could the Spell Guild be where it is today, and now these young people have forgotten about us, it's really too much!"
” "Young people, it's always like this."
A gray-haired man came in with a kettle and poured tea for them, Wu Jiawei took him over, Xiaobai pulled him to the sofa and sat down, beat him on the back, and said, "Old Guo, they are so offensive to the Ghost Hunting Alliance, can you bear it." ” This old man who came in with tea was Lao Guo.
For more than ten years, he has left too many traces on his body, his hair is half white, his waist is bent, and there are some wrinkles crawling on his face.
Soon after the end of the War of the Three Realms, he retired completely, closed the coffin shop, bought a villa with the money earned over the years, and a family of three moved in, and later Sibao and Wu Jiawei also moved in, he planted flowers and grass every day, and enjoyed himself, although there were also many mages who came to him to build magic weapons and the like, but he refused all and never made a move.
He completely faded out of the wizarding world.
"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, old is old, there is nothing bad to admit, young people, just let them toss."
When Lao Guo said this, everyone was silent.
"Are you still talking?"
A woman pushed the door into the living room, walked to Sibao, and said, "Almost, it's time for us to go." ” Sibao stood up and stretched, and said to everyone: "You stay, I'll go to my father-in-law's house, I have to come back in seven or eight days, don't go, let's get together again, by the way, Xiaoqing, you have time to see Guagua, this guy, he hasn't gone out for more than ten years, I guess he is going to have depression, you have time to accompany him." ” Xiaoqing said that he would go, called Xiaobai and Wu Jiawei together, explained a few words to Lao Guo, and then went out together and went to Guagua's house.
Lao Guo came to the yard, picked up the bucket for watering the flowers, took a bucket of water, hummed a song, and went to the yard to water the flowers alone.
A red, blackened centipede crawled out from behind the flower wall and touched his hand with its tentacles as a sign of intimacy.
The flat head of the year.
Under the care of Lao Guo for more than ten years, the flat head has cultivated into a demon again, and has grown three tails, although it is still one step away from cultivating into a human form, but it has also produced some spiritual wisdom, and Lao Guo is very close.
Lao Guo spent one-third of his savings on this villa, and used the internal price to find Zhou Jingru to buy almost the largest villa in the city, with thousands of square meters in the courtyard alone, and a huge garden, with grass and trees, like the wild.
Lao Guo planted a lot of shade plants in front of the flower wall, and used the formation to arrange a force field conducive to the growth of evil things.
Lao Guo grabbed the head of the flat head, checked it, and said: "In another month or so, you will have to endure the thunderstorm, you must fight for strength and restore your human form, and I still expect you to retire." ” Two years ago, Guo's sister-in-law had a car accident and passed away, and Lao Guo personally sent her soul to Yin Si to report, watching her cross the Nai He Bridge and be reincarnated......
Xiaoyu later married in Guangdong, for several years has been thinking of taking him over to live for a long time, Lao Guo refused, he doesn't like the climate and environment over there, and he doesn't want to disrupt the life of his daughter and son-in-law, increase the burden on them, still live alone, Xiaoyu and his wife are doing business, very busy, can only come back to see his father during the New Year's holidays.
Lao Guo sat on the stone platform, his flat head crossed to the side, and put his head on his legs.
Lao Guo stroked its head and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard, which pulled him back from his old time, and he turned his head to look at the courtyard door, and asked the flat head to go back to the garden, and go over to open the door himself.
After the door opened, Lao Guo saw the young man standing outside, frowned, and said, "I didn't tell you, I have already washed my hands, you want to play the magic weapon, find someone else." ” After saying that he was about to close the door, the young man had already squeezed in, put the gift he brought on the stone platform, and said with a smile: "This is the most popular Quan Jian massager recently, you have a bad cervical spine, you can use it to try." ” Lao Guo glanced at it, didn't make a sound, and returned to the front of the stone bench and sat down.
The young man sat in front of him and said with a smile: "Old Guo, if someone else can do this, I won't bother you, you also know that the terrain of the ancient tomb is complicated, and there are powerful mysterious evil things, if you don't have sophisticated instruments, you can't go down at all, so ......
I've only come to the door again and again, and if Guo Lao feels that the conditions are not enough, we can talk. ” Lao Guo shook his head, "I haven't fiddled with those for many years, my hands are raw, I'm old, and my eyes are not good, you can find someone else." ” "Another fifty thousand?"
"I'll give you 50,000, please don't bother me in the future!"
Lao Guo is about to drive people away.
The young man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk about it." ” He saw a teapot on the table, took a cup, poured himself a cup, and then handed Lao Guo a cigarette, Lao Guo took it silently, and the young man lit it for him again, smoked half a cigarette, and said: "Guo Lao, three months later, the Spell Guild will hold a Longhua meeting in Yuntai Mountain, do you know what the purpose is?"
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