Anti-grave robbery: scare away Jin Xiaowei at the beginning

Chapter 147 The Federation of Fishing Lovers, Doing Everything Except Fishing!
If the grassland faces south, you will come to the ancient land of three mountains - Hetao.

Hetao H City is a well-known tourist city. In addition to the grassland horse herding that can't be seen at a glance, it also has a large antique market that can rival Panjiayuan and Jiumen Old Street. As an important place for three mountains, it flows out of here every day The antiques that flow in are all at the level of starting with four zeros, especially Nangong, which is the leader in the local antique market.

Nangong, it is called a palace, but it is not as luxurious and luxurious as a palace. To put it bluntly, it is a very dilapidated ancient building ruins. This place is not small, it is almost the size of several football fields. Some kind of emperor’s tomb was buried with the king, but the age is unknown. Later, more antique merchants gathered, and this place was called an antique flower and bird market. Many people who were eliminated by the times also lived here, for example. Some masons, gold and silversmiths, storytellers and other quack craftsmen.

"Brother, there are so many people here! Is that a sugar blower?"

"Do you want to eat? Is this enough?"

"enough!"

The girl was walking with a handful of sugar monkeys, with a happy smile on her face, which attracted passers-by to stop and mutter curiously.

"This little girl is really beautiful!"

"Splendid and juicy! It looks like some star."

"I think her brother is cooler!"

Partridge Whistle looked at the people around him, feeling a little annoyed, he had deliberately used a simple disguise technique to uglify Xu Ling's appearance, why are there still so many people watching, what's the matter!

Xu Ling, Xu Jiu's new name for Aogu was originally intended to be Hualing, but Partridge Whistle thought about it and decided not to take Hualing. After all, she is not a real flower spirit, and Partridge Whistle is not I hope she will have the same ending as Hua Ling, so she will be called Xu Ling.

Partridge Whistle had the experience of being chased away by people when he entered Geshi last time. This time, he chose a relatively old-fashioned and relatively low-key antique market for his holiday break. Moreover, Partridge Whistle had an idea, which was to buy some books for Xu Ling. .

Partridge Whistle has now deeply realized the importance of reading, as if it is the sentence that the Lord often hangs on his lips, no matter how busy he is, he must spare some time to read, not to mention how many new things he has learned, at least It will allow you to keep up with the latest pretense skills and the fashion trend of the times. Partridge Whistle is going to find a bookstore to buy some books for her, especially philosophy books on the exploration of civilization in the human universe. After all, philosophy is all subjects. The starting point is also the end point of all disciplines.

Philosophy studies people, and people are the beginning and end of everything.

"Selling antiques and buying antiques, children and old people are not deceived, young and old are fair!"

"Guest officer, do you want to buy antiques? They are all authentic and untouched!"

Partridge Whistle and Xu Ling were walking in the antique market in Nangong. People on both sides were picking up leaks, fakes, and intrigues.

Partridge Whistle doesn't have a dime on him now. Although the third uncle gave him a lot of money, the bank card is with King Lu Shang, and King Lu Shang has returned to the company. The baby on the body, chatting to get by.

Walking, walking, a person in front of Partridge Whistle inadvertently bumped into Partridge Whistle's shoulder, a green emerald bead in his pocket rolled to the ground, the man hurriedly picked up the bead, kept nodding and bowing, "I'm sorry, friend, I'm sorry!"

Partridge Whistle looked at the man's back, and Xu Ling uttered a spiritual thought in his ear, "The corpse is very aura, the baby that has just been unearthed, brother, follow up and have a look?"

Partridge Whistle said lazily, "Why do you care about others? The first thing you do when you go to the rivers and lakes, don't meddle in other people's business, understand?"

Partridge Whistle was walking, and then his pupils were retracted. In Partridge Whistle's eyes, facing him, an old man with Mediterranean hair and flip flops and Tai Chi suit was chasing after him. He yelled as he ran, "Stop, stop!"

Partridge Whistle looked at the old man's familiar big face plate, and saw a strange knife hanging behind his waist. The knife was only half a foot long and folded. The handle of the knife was a big gold ring. There are four knife coins hanging on it!
Seeing this, Partridge Whistle groaned in his heart, grabbed Xu Ling's arm, turned around and ran!

Xu Ling hurriedly said, "Brother, what's wrong, brother!"

Partridge Whistle conveyed his spiritual thoughts, "Did you see that bastard behind him? The thing hanging on his back is a magic weapon called Master Sword. Master Sword is the standard equipment and identity feature of Taoist mages! This is a mysterious Master of the door! Grandma, I thought I would not meet them after leaving Geshi, but who would have expected to meet them again! King Lu Shang and Tie Miansheng said that it is best not to provoke such people, we should leave first Here."

Xu Ling hesitated and said, "Brother, we are living people, we are not King Lu Shang and Tie Miansheng, there is no need for us to be afraid of Taoism!"

As soon as this remark came out, Partridge Whistle slowed down, as if, what my sister Xu Ling said made sense!

I am a serious living person, have a heartbeat, can measure CT, and can also perform surgery. I have a lot of one hundred and eight acupuncture points. Why should I be afraid of a Taoist mage!

Damn it, it's all caused by inertial thinking!

I stayed with Lao Lu and the others for too long, and this time I fell into a misunderstanding of inertia.

Xu Ling said again, "I can't hide anyway, how about this brother, let's talk to this Xuanmen mage! There is a saying that knowing yourself and the enemy, you can win a hundred battles. If we can get some information from them, it will be a good thing for the Lord." Kind of a sign of support, right?"

Partridge Whistle thought for a while, and felt that Xu Ling's statement was not unreasonable.

There are Taoist mages in this world, and if there are, then you can't just pretend to be blind and not see.

The personality of the Lord is cautious and fearful of the advanced stage, he will not agree to any risky moves, he just wants to develop quietly.

But the lord never thought that with his continuous recruitment of immortals and his continuous expansion and explosive development, he would meet with Xuanmen one day. This is an inevitable situation. Instead of waiting for the nine uncles of Xuanmen to open the coffin It is a good choice to look at the current situation of Xuanmen, know some of their taboos, and avoid them.

Thinking of this, Partridge Whistle jumped up, directly passed the crowd, and with a sliding shovel, he shoveled the guy holding the green emerald bead to the ground!

The man was about thirty years old, and he had some martial arts foundation. He turned over with a kite, and with a flick of his right hand, it turned out to be a small dagger. He was about to make a gesture with the partridge whistle.

However, he found the wrong partner.

The partridge had sharp eyes and quick hands, kicked his wrist with a flying kick, and then poked his foot back and hammered him to the ground, which directly paralyzed half of his lute bone this time. He couldn't help begging for mercy, "Brother, Impressed!"

At this time, the old man in the Mediterranean Taiji suit with a master knife ran over. He was tired and out of breath, and pointed at the guy on the ground, "Run, why don't you run!"

The man on the ground looked at the bald old man, gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, I didn't steal anything, this is mine..."

"Stupid!"

The old man raised his hand, and took out the big green emerald eyeball from the man's pocket. The old man rubbed the beads skillfully in his hand, and said, "Liang Xiaofei, Liang Xiaofei, you really don't like me!" Know life and death, you dare to steal this thing, do you know that this thing will kill you!"

The thief named Liang Xiaofei hesitated, "You, how do you know my name!"

The old man put the beads into his pocket, "I know a lot, you are the most famous thief in Nangong, you have a very special hobby, that is, don't steal things, even your clothes, The socks and even the trousers were all stolen, you said this is in line with your title of Nangong Daosheng, right?"

The skinny young man blushed, "I, I'm not a thief! Strictly speaking, I'm an excellent craftsman who inherits traditional culture, an ancient craftsman! My business has been around since Pangu opened the sky and the creation of the Three Emperors , Up to Wu Zixu stealing books, down to Confucius’ 72 disciples stealing pigs, stealing dogs and killing chickens for Confucius to eat. The history of our school is longer than that of your Taoist school. Everyone is an excellent cultural inheritor. Why do you slander me? A thief? I am a thief, not a thief!"

Listening to Liang Xiaofei's words, Partridge Whistle's three views were opened for a while.

Fuck, with this idea, you can still see this kind of thief with a fresh and three-minded view. It's really like seeing a spotless snow lotus in a latrine, which is so rare.

The old man with the teacher's knife ignored the thief's nonsense, but cupped his fists at the partridge whistle and grinned, "Brother, thank you very much."

Partridge Whistle laughed and said, "It's okay, those who help others, people will always help them!"

"Well said!" The old man looked at the partridge whistle, "I forgot to tell you, this thief just stole something from you."

Partridge Whistle was taken aback, "Stole something from me?"

The old man looked at the thief lying on the ground, "Give back his things!"

The thief cursed angrily, "It's nothing!"

The old man was not polite to the thief at all, he kicked the thief over, and after searching, he found a partridge whistle, a book!

The partridge whistle looked at the book, isn't this my sow's postpartum care?

The old man happily patted the book, intending to hand it to Partridge Whistle, but when the old man saw the cover of the sow's postpartum care, the old man seemed to think of something, the smile on the old man's face disappeared instantly, and he opened the book. Opening the title page, looking at the handwriting, the old man's eyes flashed a complex look of fear, fear, dread, and dread.

This complex spiritual thought is fleeting, and most people don't notice it at all.

The old man concealed it very well, his face was still calm, and he gave the book to Partridge Whistle with a smile, "Little brother can't tell, he is still a pig lover!"

Partridge Whistle said with a slightly honest smile, "Not to mention, just take a look."

The old man said, "Little brother helped me catch the thief today, I must invite you to have tea and make friends! Let's go, the old teahouse over there is very good!"

Partridge Whistle and Xu Ling originally wanted to know some secrets of the Taoist sect, but now the opposite side took the initiative to invite them, it was natural.

The partridge whistled, "Okay."

The thief Liang Xiaofei on the side also got up, "Take me, you two! Anyway, I made up your friendship, right? Brother, we don't know each other, right?"

Xu Ling said unhappily, "Take you, steal our things?"

Liang Xiaofei got up and kept explaining, "A thief like me is reasonable and principled. If I steal it once, I won't steal it a second time. Little girl, why is there so much mud on your face..."

Xu Ling kicked over, and Liang Xiaofei was extremely agile, leaping up to a height of three to five meters, kicking off the wall like a parkour enthusiast, and ran forward, "I'll go and reserve a table for us first!"

Partridge Whistle looked at Liang Xiaofei's parkour-level skills, and said hesitantly, "This number one thief in Nangong has some real skills!"

The old man couldn't stop shaking his head, "Hey, his family's ancestors were also considered a distinguished family, but it's a pity that the descendants didn't learn well, and became obsessed with stealing things. Don't talk about it, let's go drink tea!"

Everyone was talking and entered the old tea house.

In the tea house, there is an antique flavor, a Fengyue Pavilion is placed, a heater is placed on it, and snacks and flowers are served on the side, including hibiscus pastries, honey-cut three-knife, peanut candy, and roasted seeds and nuts snacks.

Seeing these snacks, Xu Ling couldn't walk for a while, and sat quietly on the side as a young lady.

Instead, the old man Shidao put a pot of warm wine on the table in the middle, yes, it was wine, not tea!
While warming up the shochu, the old man said, "Brother, you look very young. This is your sister?"

"Yeah!" Partridge whistled, "We are from Waijiang."

The old man nodded and said, "Waijiang is a good place. It is said to be the top of Jiangnan. By the way, what do you do?"

Partridge Whistle rubbed his hands, "I'm a photographer, and I came here this time to take some photos of the grassland."

"Photographer is a good job!" Liang Xiaofei, who was on the side, said while chewing melon seeds, "As far as I know, it is easy to make a fortune in this industry by making small-budget movies."

The old man's eyes were a bit displeased, "Why are you so dirty-minded! It's really an eyesore."

Liang Xiaofei laughed and said, "If you don't like me, just say it, picky? Haha! I'm talking about the current state of society! Come on, I'm going to listen to the book!"

Liang Xiaofei grabbed a handful of melon seeds and sat at the door of the pavilion, listening to storytelling.

Seeing that he and Partridge Whistle were left on the table, the old man's face turned warm, and the old man said, "Brother is so young, have you considered joining the Photographers Association?"

Partridge Whistle shook his head, "I'm actually just an amateur, not a professional."

The old man said with concern, "Oh—then what do you usually do? What hobbies do you have?"

Partridge Whistle made it up casually, "Well, I have a wide range of hobbies, cooking, cooking, blacksmithing and handicrafts, and sometimes I like to visit flea markets, fishing and picnics..."

When it came to fishing, the old man suddenly regained his energy. The old man said, "Then, are you interested in joining the Fishing Lovers Union?"

Partridge Whistle hesitated, "Fishing Fans Association?"

The old man shook his head, "No, it's the Federation of Fishing Fans!"

The partridge whistled, "This, is there any difference?"

"Of course." The old man said, "The Fishing Fans' Association is a fishing association, a very simple fishing association, and the Fishing Fans' Association is an association that does everything except fishing."

Partridge Whistle was a little dazed, raised his hand and said, "Grandpa, what do you say to spare me, the Federation of Fishing Fans does everything except fishing, what do you mean?"

The old man cheerfully took out an old newspaper, and then pointed to a piece of news in the newspaper, which was obviously a few months ago.

News headline, good and evil will be rewarded, who will be forgiven, the cruel father-in-law killed the son-in-law mercilessly, but was forgiven by the daughter, all the family property, the son-in-law died in vain, the son-in-law was wronged, and five hundred strong men saw him off on his deathbed...

Partridge Whistle was overjoyed, damn it, isn't this what I did?
You take out what I did before, what are you trying to figure out?
The old man said mysteriously, "Our Fisherman's Association specializes in eliminating violence and maintaining good order and public morality. Look at this, it is our masterpiece."

As soon as this remark came out, Partridge Whistle was not happy, what the fuck, I did this, okay? How can you be so shameless!
Partridge Whistle followed Xu Ming's instructions and would never cause trouble.

Partridge Whistle said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm just a small person. I don't have any ideas about promoting good and punishing evil. I just want to live a peaceful life. You have found the wrong person, old man. I won't join the Anglers and Lovers Association." gone."

Partridge Whistle refused frankly, and the old man was a little embarrassed.

Liang Xiaofei on the side laughed and said, "I've said it all, people don't care about your Anglers' Union, what an old man!"

The old man said angrily, "Is there a place for you, a third-level member, to talk here?"

Liang Xiaofei said, "What's the matter! You are only at the level of a fourth-level member. When we fight, find a place with many wild animals. You may not be my opponent! My ancestor, that is the Huangwei hunter!"

Hearing this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but glance at Liang Xiaofei, Huangwei Hunter, does this mysterious industry really exist?
Liang Xiaofei noticed Partridge Whistle's eyes, grinned and said, "I'm just kidding, I'm actually the breeder in the zoo, big brother, eat melon seeds!"

Partridge Whistle looked at Liang Xiaofei, feeling somewhat wary.

What is this Fisherman's Association doing? The Huangwei Hunter is only a third-level member in it, and the old man with four knives is a fourth-level member. Could it be that this is the hierarchical order in their association?
At this moment, the old man opposite the partridge whistle seemed to have made a big decision. The old man tidied his sideburns and said cautiously to the partridge whistle, "Little brother, to be honest, the postpartum care of sows in your hand is ours. The work of the previous president of the association!"

As soon as this remark came out, Partridge Whistle was taken aback, "You, you said that postpartum care for sows is something that you grow up with?"

The old man said, "To be precise, it was the work of the previous president, and it was later passed on to this president. This president studied this research and found out that he was mentally ill. Now he is still being treated in a mental hospital. We have been looking for the president for many years. , the president has never been whereabouts, but after reading the president's book, you should have met our president!"

Partridge Whistle didn't know how to answer these words.

Your president sent you to a mental hospital because you were obsessed with studying the books of the previous president.

Could it be that the old pig farmer I saw was your president?
No way, what a tiger!
Then this Fishermen's Association can be called the Xuanmen Conference!

The old man saw that the partridge whistle did not speak, and said again, "You must have met our president! In this case, according to the rules established by the Fishermen's Federation at the beginning, you have accepted the president's inheritance. Sow postpartum care , that in a sense is our future chairman..."

"Wait!" The partridge whistle interrupted the old man's words, "Let me be clear first, I don't want this book, he insisted on giving it to me! Also, what kind of organization is this Fishing Lovers Association? Who is it? Have you ever seen a book as a token of inheritance? Isn’t this bullshit?”

The old man said solemnly, "Our association's time is very short. From the first president's death to the second president's admission to the mental hospital, there are only two presidents in total. Before he died, the first president said, This book is the belief of the society, or do you think that the second president, that is, the current president, will study this desperately and put himself into a mental hospital? If it weren’t for the second president who is still alive, would In a mental hospital, with your book, you can directly become our president! Of course, considering that the contemporary president is still alive, you can’t be the president. Below, above [-] people, with a senior title, tops the pack..."

"Wait!" The partridge whistled, "Old man, our fate is here, I will withdraw first, I still have something to do, sister! Let's go!"

Xu Ling hurriedly followed the partridge whistle downstairs, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The old man was a little disappointed, "Why are you leaving? You should listen to me and tell me about the strength of our Fishermen's Union! Come on! No matter how many people want to enter, you don't want to be the president!"

Liang Xiaofei said, "How was my acting just now?"

The old man said, "It's not bad, but your acting skills are a bit poor. You should fight him a few more rounds."

Liang Xiaofei hugged his shoulders and looked at the back of the partridge whistle going away, he couldn't help baring his teeth and said, "Fight more rounds? What are you kidding! This guy's attack is really dark. Just now, he just poked his foot. It's a martial art. He really wanted to kill me just now! If I hadn’t changed the acupoints, I would definitely be completely cold!”

But the old man in Taiji clothes rubbed his iron guts, and said meaningfully, "As soon as he entered, I sensed the breath of the president's inheritance book. I thought the president's madness was cured, and the president came back. It turned out to be a strange guy, and this person has extremely high martial arts skills and excellent understanding. He is a good seedling. I am not surprised that this kind of person can become the president's mantle disciple, but his sister, that Xu Ling and He is just as good, I almost couldn't help but want to take her as my apprentice just now..."

"Come on! Old man!" Liang Xiaofei said, "Don't mislead me, I was delayed by your uncle at that time! I am a good Huangwei hunter, what a good family business, I insist on following you, now my hometown The head hunter doesn’t want me anymore, so I can only go to the zoo as a breeder. Well, I went back to the zoo to watch the crocodiles bark their teeth. It’s really boring to stay with you humans, but it’s more interesting to stay with animals.”

Taijifu old man said, "You have to remember one thing, please pay more attention to the prospective president, our lunatic president will die in a mental hospital one day, then he will be the next president, and he holds the first president in his hand. This is the biggest reliance of the Fishing Fans Association."

(End of this chapter)