Chapter 154 Double Practice of Life

"Hush...Hush..."

Fan Fei whistled attentively to the glutton, which is his famous song "Green Sleeves" that he is very good at.

The greedy man shook his heart and begged for mercy: "Don't blow it. If you blow it again, I will urinate incontinent..."

"Do you feel it?" Fan Fei stopped whistling and asked.

"Yes, my Buddha's heart is as firm as iron, and I also feel that sadness... A beautiful girl, who is good at dancing with long sleeves, is my dream lover, but now she has married to another woman and gave me a green hat. By the way, is this song called cuckold? The greedy man also said seriously.

Fan Fei looked back at Bing Feimo with tears and laughter, and found that the expression on her face was also a little sad, as if she had been infected by the whistle she had just said.

Seeing Fan Fei looking over, Bing Feimo seemed to wake up from his dream and said happily, "Brother, you are so smart. As soon as I teach you, you will master the trick!"

"It's good if it really works!" Fan Fei was overjoyed.

"It really works. This is the real advanced hypnosis. You can use eyes, voice, drugs, and everything can become a medium. The magic voice of the old Taoist priest is basically the principle. Bing Feimo replied.

"Yes, I guess the barbarian will come to test my skills. Let's see if I have got the old way... My grandpa's true biography, well, my whistle should be able to deal with him." Fan Fei laughed.

"Don't worry, husband, you can definitely deal with him..." Bing Feimo smiled and took Fan Fei's left arm and leaned against him.

"What? You call me..." Fan Fei was shocked and instinctively shrank to the side.

"Aren't you asking me to pretend to be your girlfriend?" Bing Feimo looked at Fan Fei bitterly and said, "If the barbarian comes, won't you wear help with this kind of reaction?"

Fan Fei was speechless and felt that he had fallen into the pit he had dug with his own hands.

If it hadn't been for the almost the same age as Bing Feimo, he would have called Bing Feimo the great-granddaughter of an old Taoist priest, not a girlfriend.

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When Ke Chi came to the Yanhua Hotel, the people downstairs were almost dispersed.

Fan Fei has been listening to the movement downstairs, and also listening carefully to the movement outside the corridor.

When Ke Chi knocked on the door, it was an open door. When the gluttonous man saw Ke Chi coming in alone, he was immediately relieved.

"Hello, Uncle Man, why didn't the four brothers who came with you come in?" Fan Fei stood up from a chair by the window and greeted enthusiastically as he looked at Ke Chi's tough appearance.

Fan Fei's ear power is extremely sensitive. Naturally, he heard that there were four people who came with Ke Chi, and his feet were calm. It seemed that they were all practitioners. However, they all scattered seven or eight meters away from both sides of the room and did not follow. Among them, there were two door sounds. Obviously, they entered the nearby room and waited for the response, so they clicked Ke Chi and said, "Knocking on the mountain to shake the tiger".

Ke Chi was shocked and suddenly felt that Fan Fei was indeed the great-grandson of wind, fire, thunder and lightning. The ability of this uncertain prophet was indeed a little strange, so he said with admiration, "They are just my bodyguards. How can they be qualified to come in? Brother, just call me Brother Man."

"How can that work? My grandfather said that although he used to call you a little barbarian, you are already thirty-five years old, twice as old as me. It's right to call you uncle. Fan Fei smiled and said, "My grandpa is a careful person. Once he is ready to arrange for me to meet you, he will never call you a little barbarian again, so that I can have due respect for you in advance."

"So that's it!" Ke Chi suddenly untied a dead knot in his heart and grinned, "I didn't know you before, otherwise I would have gone to see you long ago. Haha, you look very similar to my master..."

Who looks like that dead corpse? I pooh... Fan Fei muttered in his heart, but smiled quietly, "Really? Why don't I feel it? If my grandfather hadn't found me suddenly last year, I really didn't know that I still had such a relative, hehe.

"You didn't know it before?" Ke Chi narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"Yes, I didn't know it before, until my grandfather suddenly found me and showed the other half of the messenger... By the way, Uncle Man, this is my girlfriend Yaoyao. This is Uncle Wang. I've been with my grandpa before. When Fan Fei said this, he suddenly changed the topic and introduced Bing Feimo and the greedy man.

When registering for accommodation, the greedy man took three ID cards to register. Naturally, the greedy man did not use Tian Zheng's real name, but used a fake ID card of "Wang Zheng", and Bing Feimo also took a fake ID card named "Xie Yaohua". As for Fan Fei, he asked the greedy man to forge a "Chang Yiming" ID card. Although it was temporarily forged by someone, it was still very realistic because of the high price.

At this moment, when introducing the greedy father-in-law, Fan Fei used a vague sentence, implying that he was a master sent by "Grandpa" to protect himself.

After introducing them, Fan Fei sent them to Bing Feimo's room and only got along with Ke Chi alone.

When chatting, no matter how Ke Chi asked about his background, Fan Fei turned a deaf ear. He just talked about some irrelevant gossip and looked unpredictable.

When Ke Chi saw his appearance, he thought of the wind, fire, thunder and lightning and did not say the details of his great-grandson. It was expected that his master did not want to say more, so he consciously avoided this topic and did not dare to ask more.

After chatting for a while, Ke Chi suddenly woke up, patted his head, and asked with shame, "Brother, I didn't ask your name. Damn, it's rude!"

Fan Fei knew that Ke Chi must have checked the name on his ID card at the main station. At this time, he was just pretending to be stupid, so he did not answer directly. He just looked at Ke Chi and smiled with some mockery in his smile.

According to Doomsday, the Taoist name of wind, fire, thunder and lightning is Taihan Zhenren, and his real name is Chang Shike. Fan Fei did turn over such an ID card on the old Taoist priest. Before Fan Fei came, there were several sets of plans, one of which was the great-grandson who pretended to be an old Taoist priest, so he got such a permanent ID card.

It's just that since the old Taoist priest is a top killer, he naturally has a lot of fake identities, and Fan Fei can't figure out whether the name Chang Shike is true or false, so he doesn't answer at this moment, just smile first, so that Ke Chi is guilty.

"What are you laughing at?" When Ke Chi saw Fan Fei's strange smile, he was really a little guilty and asked quickly.

"I ask you, what's my grandpa's last name?" Fan Fei's smile suddenly closed, and his face was a little gloomy.

"The surname is Chang..." Ke Chi replied obediently.

"His surname is Chang, and naturally my surname is Chang. Just call me Xiao Chang. Why pretend to be confused? I've always called you Uncle Man, but you've always called me brother. Isn't this generation always messy? Fan Fei replied faintly.

Ke Chi suddenly patted his forehead, threw a cigarette to Fan Fei, and said with a wry smile, "Xiaochang, I'm really not pretending to be confused. Your Uncle Man is slow-headed..."

"Uncle Man, you're pretending to be confused again! If you are dull, how dare my grandpa hand over this industry to you? Fan Fei smiled, waved his hand, stood up and walked to the window and said, "I quit smoking. You can smoke."

"What do you want to quit smoking? 2012 is coming soon, and you will regret it..." As soon as Ke Chi smiled and made a joke, he heard Fan Fei's whistle.

Fan Fei put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked out of the window, and leisurely blew a song "Green Sleeves". The song was melodious and slightly sad.

Ke Chi smoked and squinted at Fan Fei's figure. As soon as he heard a few words, the expression on his face suddenly became a little sad, as if he was infected by Fan Fei's whistle.

After a while, Ke Chi's face turned into a bitter gourd face, and his eyes seemed to drip tears.

Gung-gob and Bing Feimo both have a certain ability to resist the magic sound, and Ke Chi still seems to be blank in this regard.

"Uncle Man, what's wrong with you?" Fan Fei suddenly stopped whistling and asked with a surprised face.

The expression on Ke Chi's face gradually returned to normal. After a long breath, he exhaled and said in surprise, "I... I don't know why, I suddenly remembered something when I was in prison. Damn, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable."

"Oh, I see, I'm sorry!" Fan Fei immediately said, "I was avoiding your smell of smoke just now. I was free, so I whistled. This is what my grandfather taught me to play. His song has some skills in it. I didn't expect you to be his apprentice, and you would be affected..."

"My master really passed on his mastery skills to you..." Ke Chi suddenly realized. He looked at Fan Fei with envy and said, "Your whistle is really amazing. It really confuses people's hearts!"

"Didn't my grandpa really teach you?" Fan Fei scratched his head and looked confused, but his heart suddenly relaxed.

"No." Ke Chi shook his head regretfully and said, "He only taught me how to exercise my muscles and bones."

"My grandpa is too conservative!" Fan Fei frowned and said, "What era is this? He also believes in the practice of 'man but not woman, inside but not outside'. Fortunately, he also said that he must practice both lives and soul, but why doesn't he teach you how to practice the soul?"

"Double cultivation of life? What do you say?" Ke Chi's eyes suddenly emitted an eager light.

"The mind of man is called the soul, and the body of man is called the soul. One life, one soul, one soul, all need double cultivation, otherwise no matter how strong the body is, he is just a barbarian, not a high level. Fan Fei said leisurely, "My grandfather said that I only practice nature, not life. This is the first disease of practice. You have committed this disease now."

Ke Chi smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, I also asked the master, and he said it would take a few years to pass on my method..."

"In a few more years?" Fan Fei also smiled bitterly and said, "Do you know how old he is now?"

"One hundred and three years old..." Ke Chi replied.

"The centenarian, maybe he will go one day, and now his body is not very good..." Fan Fei smiled and said, "For good, he has passed on some skills to me. Since you haven't learned it, I can pass on some skills to you in the future."

"Thank you, brother!" Ke Chi was overjoyed.

"Uncle Man, my name is Chang Yiming. If you really don't like me, then call me Yiming. Don't call me brother. You are my grandpa's apprentice. In terms, you are all my masters, and my uncle has wronged you. Fan Fei laughed.

Ke Chi was stunned, and then laughed loudly. He patted Fan Fei on the shoulder affectionately and said, "One song, a good name, if you don't sing, it's amazing!"

Fan Fei was patted on the shoulder by Ke Chi and was finally relieved.

Fan Fei actually saw those words such as the double cultivation of life in fantasy novels. At this moment, he just took it out to fool Ke Chi. The reason why Fan Fei wanted to practice this kind of hypnotic whistle was, on the one hand, to prove the connection between himself and the old Taoist priest, so that Ke Chi could completely believe in himself. On the other hand, it was to attract the words of double cultivation of life, because he estimated that with Ke Chi's personality, the old Taoist priest would probably not teach him this skill, so he tested it.

After such a try, Fan Fei worked well and gained Ke Chi's trust and gratitude, and the following cliché was much more convenient.

After chatting with Ke Chi for a while, Fan Fei got some more information, so he pretended to inadvertently ask a question he wanted to ask most: "Uncle Man, is the rent and so on going well recently?"

The old Taoist priest should have saved a large amount of industry in the past few decades. From his previous dialogue with Ke Chi, Fan Fei estimated that the old Taoist priest was likely to have invested in some industries in Danhuang City, perhaps most of the industries, and entrusted Ke Chi to help him take care of it, such as collecting rent and so on.

After discussing with Fan Fei and the greedy public, he felt that since the old Taoist priest was dead, these industries must be difficult to transfer and could not really inherit. At present, I'm afraid that he can only make some ideas about the rent, so it is best to deceive Ke Chi's trust and receive these rents on a regular basis under the impersonation.

It is also because of this that Fan Fei pretended to be the great-grandson of an old Taoist priest, who came up with the idea of rent.

For the sake of money, pretend to be a grandson...

So although Fan Fei's question is "intentional", he is still a little nervous and expectant.

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(Sorry, I guess I can only update once in the past two days (more than 3,000 words, updated at 8 a.m.). If you can update twice, the second chapter will be updated on time at 8 p.m., otherwise there will only be one update. I'm sorry. Because there is a lot of work during this period, I have to do the Spring Festival travel rush until the end of February. I usually don't have time to type during the day, and sometimes I have to work that night. At the same time, the anxiety of quitting smoking is still continuing, and I usually only get more than 3,000 words at night.

There is another important reason. I usually write about a million words in a book. When I am halfway through, I will start to consider the theme and beginning of a new book. Because of the idea, writing the beginning, applying for internal signature and other things, it takes several months intermittently. I have to connect the new book before the old book is finished to maintain my popularity. Today, it's exactly 500,000 words, so I'm considering whether to transform the book into a fantasy, hehe. The consideration of new books involves a lot of energy, and you also need to take a lot of time to read other people's books and learn new types of experience. Please understand.

Time flies so fast, 500,000 words in a blink of an eye. I will speed up the pace of the following plot and make the plot more enjoyable, hehe. The dragon sets in college don't have to worry, they are about to appear. Of course, some dragon sets originally designed in high school may be moved to the college period.

In addition, if there is any change in the update, I will usually send a notice in the book review area, because there are many things to do in the unit during this period. If there are related works, too many notices will be ugly, hehe. Well, it's eleven o'clock tonight. It's not the code. The chapter at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning has been postponed to 8 p.m., because there will be a one-day meeting tomorrow. Please forgive me.)