"Grandpa, it's Fang Yi looking for you..."

Bai Chuxia glanced at Wei Mingcheng and didn't know whether to tell Fang Yi what he told her, because it seemed too ridiculous to be born in the Wei family. His grandfather had been in the revolution for a lifetime, and he didn't know if he would believe Fang Yi's words.

If Wei Mingcheng is not here, this matter will be in the old man's mouth, but Wei Mingcheng will not be able to be leaked here, so Bai Chuxia was scratching his cousin with his eyes. Why did you think he got into the house for a good reason?

"Hmm? Is there something inconvenient to say?"

Mr. Wei definitely had a brilliant heart. When he saw Bai Chuxia's expression, he knew that his grandson was in trouble here. However, the old man did not mean to let Wei Mingcheng go out, but looked at Fang Yi and said, "Doll, doll, are there anyone who is killed in you?"

"What?"

As soon as Mr. Wei said this, Wei Mingcheng was shocked and quickly stood in front of his grandfather. In such a peaceful society, except for the police and criminals, the rest of the people could not suffer from human life. Since Fang Yi was not a policeman, wouldn’t he be the latter?

"Where can I use your boy to protect me?" The old man lay down halfway and kicked his grandson in the butt. Although the force was not strong, Wei Mingcheng still stood up in disappointment.

"Fang Yi, I... what my grandfather said is true?" Bai Chuxia obviously realized this and looked at Fang Yi with surprise.

"Why did Grandpa Wei say this?" Fang Yi's expression did not change at all. He looked at Mr. Wei as usual, without any hesitation at all, and neither admitted nor denied it in his words.

"These kids dare not talk to me in front of me, but you are not afraid of me at all. Why is this?" Mr. Wei pointed to Wei Mingcheng in front of him and said.

"They dare not be because they are in awe of you..." Fang Yi laughed and said, "I met you by chance. Although I respect you, I am not afraid. As a person, I only have a clear conscience. What do you dare not say?"

"You're not completely right."

Mr. Wei shook his head and said, "I have been through countless lives and have been with Commander Xu to participate in the suicide squad. There are not a thousand or eight hundred people who die in my hands. Ordinary people can't resist my eyes. If you have not stained blood on your hands, you wouldn't stand so straight in front of me. And I can feel that the blood on your body is very unusual..."

When it comes to momentum, it seems illusory, but it actually exists. The gaze of an iron-blooded general can definitely make an ordinary person feel like he is sitting on pins and needles. This blood and energy that scatters from his body seem invisible, but it can put great pressure on people.

After Mr. Wei retired, he wanted to raise a dog, but whether it was a pet dog, the most ferocious fighting dog in the army, or even Tibetan mastiffs in Tibet, he would show trembling in front of the old man, even unable to stand straight, which made Wei Huaan lose interest in the end.

The reason for this situation is that dogs are more sensitive to the sense of qi than humans. The blood qi that soars into the sky on Wei Huaan is not something they can withstand. Some timids may even be frightened on the spot and run away with their tails stomped in their eyes.

The eyes of those who have passed through the war era are also different from ordinary people. When you see Fang Yi, Mr. Wei can feel that Fang Yi, who seems peaceful and peaceful, also has a kind of qi and blood similar to his own body, even countless times stronger than when he was strongest. This shocked Wei Huaan, but it was not shown on his face.

However, Mr. Wei felt a sense of peace and peace in Fang Yi. He had only had this feeling in some eminent monks and great masters in the past. Two completely different temperaments appeared on Fang Yi, and even Wei Huaan, who had seen countless people, could not see through Fang Yi.

"Grandpa Wei has a sharp look. You're looking good. I should have three or five lives on my hands. In addition, I have killed some things, and maybe some of them are left with blood..."

Fang Yi thought for a while and admitted it calmly, but after hearing Fang Yi's words, Bai Chuxia calmed down. Obviously, Fang Yi's words reminded her of some things.

"Fang Yi, this... this peaceful society, how could you... kill someone?"

Wei Mingcheng, who was originally allowed to be next to him, suddenly jumped out again, and it seemed even more nervous than before. He had blood on his hands, but it was a prisoner executed by a gunfire. This was the task of the armed police force, but ordinary people could not involve it at all.

"Why do you always jump around? It makes me dazzled..."

The old man obviously didn't appreciate his grandson's kindness, so he knocked over the crutch and said angrily: "Don't you just kill three or five people? As long as you should kill, what's the matter? Don't be afraid, baby, tell me, Grandpa Wei will make the decision for you..."

"Grandpa, even if the person who killed a bad person, it must be executed by the political and legal department." Wei Mingcheng, who grew up in a legal society, obviously did not agree with grandpa's statement. There were too many bad people in this society, and if anyone could kill him at will, the society would have been in chaos.

"Shut up grandpa, do you need you to teach me?" The old man glanced at Wei Mingcheng. Wei Mingcheng, who was originally going to argue, felt cold all over, but he could no longer say what he said.

"Grandpa Wei, it's not illegal to kill a few people in the war?"

Fang Yi smiled when he heard this. The old man's level of inducing offerings was very high. If Fang Yi hadn't noticed the murderous aura that suddenly rose on his body, he would have been fooled by the old man to tell the truth.

"Hmm? War? Where is the war?"

Hearing the word "war", Wei Huaan suddenly sat upright from the sand. He didn't look like an old man over 90 years old, but like a soldier who was ready to rush to the battlefield at any time when he heard the charge.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Wei Mingcheng next to him was shocked and hurried up to help his grandfather.

"Brother Wei, the old man is fine. He has at least ten years of birthday..."

Fang Yi looked at Mr. Wei deeply, and Fang Yi was also a little confused, because he felt a familiar aura from the old man. The founding general in front of him actually practiced the Taoist qi refining technique.

Fang Yineng realized that although the aura on the old man was not very obvious and his cultivation was not deep, it was very pure. It was the aura on the body that was repairing the old man's body. Otherwise, he would not have such a healthy body until now, after all the battles.

"Doll, you made me more and more surprised. Let me first talk about where you participated in the war, and then why can I live for a hundred years old, old man?"

The old man pushed Wei Mingcheng away. He had recovered his calmness. When he heard the word "war", he was just the reaction of a veteran who had fought for half his life. However, Wei Huaan realized the next moment that the war that Fang Yi mentioned was definitely not born in China.

"Myanmar!"

Fang Yi spitted two words out of his mouth, and Wei Hua'an and his father immediately understood that they were both people who were concerned about current affairs, so they naturally knew that the situation in Myanmar was in chaos not long ago, and the government and the ** army fought several bad battles.

"Why did you go to Myanmar to fight?" Wei Mingcheng asked in confusion: "You went to Myanmar not long ago. Didn't you go to Myanmar to participate in the jade public auction? Why did it turn into a war again?"

Although Fang Yi was a guest invited by her cousin, after knowing that Fang Yi would come to see her grandfather, Wei Mingcheng checked Fang Yi's life experience, and even found when he settled in Jinling in Fang Village, and also found the fat man's father to verify Fang Yi's identity.

Therefore, Wei Mingcheng knows Fang Yi's whereabouts over the past six months, so he naturally knows that Fang Yi went to Myanmar not long ago, but Wei Mingcheng is beyond the reach of what Fang Yi had in Myanmar.

"Grandpa, Fang Yi should not be a bad person. He helped the public security system solve a major case not long ago..." Wei Mingcheng suddenly thought of the case mentioned by Liu Jiaxi before. In his opinion, if Fang Yi was really a criminal, how could he get so close to the police?

"Not to mention this, baby, you talk about the Myanmar War."

The old man waved his hand. Although there had been no war in nearly half a century, when he heard the word "war", he seemed to have a horn sounded in his ears, and the command of Commander Xu shouting for charge.

"I went to participate in the Jade Public Market, but I was not the time to go there and got involved in the war..."

Fang Yi smiled bitterly when he heard this. He didn't blame him for this matter, but was implicated by Peng Bin. If it weren't for the Peng family's guard when he went to Myanmar that time, he might have come back safely.

Omitting the danger of the little devil and the Wild Man Mountain that he raised, Fang Yi started talking about the manor surrounded by government troops, and continued until he and Peng Bin crossed the Wild Man Mountain and returned to the country. As for the jade he had bet on, Fang Yi also mentioned it roughly. He believed that Wei Mingcheng would definitely find out these things.

As for the murder, Fang Yi mentioned it casually. When the manor was surrounded by government troops, he did fire a few shots, but he didn't know whether he had killed anyone. Strictly speaking, there were almost almost all the blood and energy on Fang Yi's body left behind when he killed the giant anaconda.

"You...you went to Myanmar and became a billionaire?" Wei Mingcheng felt that today was probably the most shocking day when he grew up so old. Everything he heard from Fang Yi was testing his heart's endurance.

"I bought some more items and spent all the money." Fang Yi's words almost made Wei Mingcheng call him a prodigal son.

"The painting I took for Grandpa Wei was taken from abroad. It was a lost cultural relics in China in the past. Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Wei Mingcheng's red face, Fang Yi was a little surprised. How could he know that Wei Mingcheng almost cursed because he bought these cultural relics.

"Ahem, I...I'm fine." Wei Mingcheng didn't breathe, and he coughed several times before he recovered.

"Doll, do you mean that you and that boy from the Peng family have crossed the entire Wild Man Mountain?" Mr. Wei's focus was obviously different from his grandson. In his eyes, power and wealth were really like passing clouds and smoke, and he would not take it seriously at all.

"yes!"

Fang Yi nodded. As for the things he encountered in the mountains, there is naturally no need to say much. Although Fang Yi is not afraid of his identity as practicing Taoism, he will not promote it everywhere. After all, in mainstream society, there are still many people who do not understand or understand it.

"You two dolls can actually cross the Wild Man Mountain?"

The old man showed a look of astonishment on his face. Although they were not fighting the battle that shocked the world in Myanmar, when studying the history of the war, Wei Huaan had a very detailed understanding of the retreat. That battle can be said to be a stain on the life of the general of the Kuomintang.

Those who knew the great defeat naturally knew the danger of Wild Man Mountain. It can be said that an army of more than 30,000 people entered the mountain, and only more than 2,000 people were left after they came out. This is by no means a mistake, because the tens of thousands of people who died were almost all swallowed up by the extremely harsh environment of Wild Man Mountain.

"Good luck..." Fang Yi smiled, but was stared at by Bai Chuxia beside him and fooled his grandfather in front of him. Is this appropriate?

"Okay, the Peng family is not easy in Myanmar. It is not impossible to follow that little baby and walk out of the wild man's mountain..." Mr. Wei nodded slightly, and his words made Fang Yi stunned for a moment.

"Grandpa Wei, do you know my elder brother?" Fang Yi would not keep it in his heart if he had something to do, so he asked immediately.

"The Peng family is also a relatively powerful armed force in Myanmar. I knew about them in the 1980s..."

The old man said without hesitation that with his position in the military, what he had to know was not only domestic affairs, but also many military intelligence from surrounding and even European and American countries would be summarized in Wei Hua'an.

"This matter has been revealed."

There are a few lives on his hands, which is not a matter for the old man at all. Even if Fang Yi killed someone in China, as long as he is not a traitor, Wei Huaan will not pursue it. After obscuring this incident, Wei Huaan said, "Doll, you said I will have ten years of birthdays. Where did you start?"

"Grandpa, isn't it good for Fang Yi to wish you a long life?"

After asking the old man, even Wei Mingcheng felt that his grandfather had some tricks in his eggs. In Wei Mingcheng's opinion, Fang Yi was just a compliment. As for the fact that he still had such a serious expression, would he ask?

"Shut up!"

As soon as Wei Mingcheng finished speaking, he felt his grandfather's crutch fall on his head. He suddenly used some force. Even though Wei Mingcheng's skin was thick and dry, he felt a pain coming from his head.

"See it!"

Facing the old man's sharp eyes, Fang Yi looked at each other without any concealment and said, "Grandpa Wei, you have strong teeth, square face, wide forehead, plump occipital bones, high and straight mountain roots, and long and long eyebrows. This is originally a hundred years old, so I said, "My grandpa, you have at least ten years of birthday."

Although Fang Yi rarely shows his appearance, the old man's appearance of blessings and longevity is too obvious. Not to mention anything else, his firm and neat teeth can illustrate the problem. The teeth are directly related to the qi and blood of the human body. Many people have lost their teeth in their sixties and seventies, while the old man still has a good tooth over ninety years old, which also shows his health.

"What do you doll do? How come you know everything?"

Wei Huaan never expected that from Fang Yi, he actually spit out a series of professional words used by martial arts warlocks to divine people. If he hadn't been at home, he would have thought he had arrived at Maoshan, where he was fighting guerrillas back then, and was talking to the Taoist priests in the Taoist temples.

Wei Huaan is also a little confused now. Listening to Yu Xuan and his granddaughter, Fang Yi should be an antique businessman who is still studying, but Fang Yi's experience in Myanmar and what he said just now made the old man feel like a little charlatan who sets up a street stall again.

"Grandpa Wei, I used to be an orphan and grew up in Taoist temples in the middle of the mountain, so you can also think that I am a Taoist priest. This ability to face me was learned from my master..."

Fang Yi smiled when he heard this and told him his origin without hesitation. Anyway, such things cannot be hidden from others and are transmitted to the old man's ears. It would be better to tell them by himself.

"You actually become a Taoist priest?" Wei Huaan and Wei Mingcheng shouted at the same time, but after being glared at by the old man, Wei Mingcheng obediently closed his mouth again.

After looking up and down at Fang Yi, the old man nodded repeatedly and said, "Well, there is a smell of dust on his body. Which Taoist temple did you come from? Speaking of which Taoism I have a bit of connection with.”

"Grandpa Wei, I grew up in a small Taoist temple deep in Fangshan, and there is no fame there."

Fang Yi had long noticed the aura on the old man's body, so after hearing his words, he immediately spoke, "Old man, if I read it correctly, you should practice Taoist techniques, right? And you must have practiced it frequently in the past few decades."

"You are not simple."

After hearing Fang Yi say that he has Taoist skills, Wei Huaan's eyes lit up again, and he nodded and said, "When I was fighting guerrillas in Maoshan area, I met an old real person. He passed me a set of guidance techniques for breathing and breathing. I have practiced it for more than 60 years, and I have never let it go for a day..."

"Mingcheng, don't say a word if you hear here today..."

Wei Huaan glanced at his grandson, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "That old real man once said that I am a very blessed person. As long as I persist in the hurdle of 60 to 70, I can live a hundred years old. It is a bit similar to what your baby said just now..."
Chapter completed!