After listening to the old man's words, Chen old man seemed very calm, and seemed to have heard it in general.

I was calm, too, and after a moment, I went back to God.

Only the seven treasures and Chen Qiuyan listened as if they were listening to the book of heaven, and their faces were confused.

“Master, are you telling a story?”Seven treasures carefully asked, looked at the old man, and then looked at his own uncle: "Is there really someone like this?"

Before Feng Zhenguo scolded him, I pulled him first and whispered, "Don't interject, listen quietly, and explain it to you in a moment."

"Those who dare to eat the five dirty melons are not ordinary people."The old man sighed and said, "Although the ancient emperor did not dare to eat, he was afraid of retribution, but the prince and nobles could..."

"It's not old now."Old Chen said coldly, interrupted the words behind the old man, word by word said: "The death order is given on the top, all the gentlemen who are on the side of the melon have to be dealt with, this kind of thing poisoned people, and it is definitely a disaster to stay in the world."

The old man said, looking at old Chen with great interest, and smiled with some relief: "Yes, I expected it, your enlightenment is very high now!" 」

"This time, you girl can't participate."Chen Laotong looked at Chen Qiuyan and said, “This is not something that can be used for scientific research, do you understand?”

“Why?”Chen Qiuyan some want to understand: "Since people have this effect, maybe we can study it..."

"Whether it is scientific research or occultism, there are some things that cannot cross the bottom line."Old Chen sighed, “You don’t understand now, you will understand later, anyway, don’t participate, remember?”

“Lord, what does this look like?”I asked.

"I have seen it once, almost like the record in the book..." The old man frowned, as if in memory, slowly said to us: "This kind of melon looks very similar to the little watermelon, but there are no patterns, the whole body is turquoise, after long ripening, the skin will turn yellow..."

“It sounds a little familiar, I seem to have seen the record of this melon somewhere...” I froze.

"Fuck, the book you read is what I got."Grandpa hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey he asked me, “Zhang Fuxiang, do you remember?”

I nodded my head, “Want up!”

“Zhang Fu Township?Is this man a gentleman too?”Chen Qiaoyan asked me curiously.

“You may not know about Zhang Fuxiang, but you should know Sun Sikki?”I looked at Chen Qiuyan and asked.

"Of course I know!The famous Tang Dynasty medical scientist Sun Siyi!"Chen Qiuyan smiled: "The descendants of the children also call him the drug king drug god!"

"Zhang Fuxiang is the son of Sun Siyi's apprentice."I explained: "He was born in the Song Dynasty Jingde, is also a local famous doctor, nicknamed the king of small medicine, "spirit of the collection of solutions" this book is he wrote."

“Is this book in medicine?”Chen Qiaoyan asked me.

“Yes, there are not many orthodox prescriptions recorded in it, and the prescriptions account for the vast majority.”I smiled: "People melons are also called five dirty melons in this book, saying that yes, the five dirty melons are round, the color is extremely green, the age is yellow, its meat is particularly cold, there is aroma, food, strong blood, live hair..."

“Do you remember that clearly?”Chen Qiuyan looked at me with some surprise: “When did you read this book?”

“Last year...” I thought, truthfully: “I don’t remember much, I only remember 80% of the contents of the book, and some places I remember it vaguely.”

“Are you still human?”Seven treasures asked me carefully.

“You are not a human being!”I said, “Let’s not insult!”

"Your grandson is very unusual."Chen Lao said in a loud voice, looked up and down a few eyes, full of envy to the grandfather said: "This memory, do what can not suffer!"

“Certainly.”The old man smiled proudly and had a proud feeling: "Our son of Shen family, which one is not right..."

Without waiting for the old man to finish his words, old man Chen waved his hand: "Don't put gold on your face, compared with your grandson, you are a scumbag."

“The Dog Day!I don't care about that!"The old man was in a hurry, and his temper suddenly came up, like the old child: "Your name Chen, you hurry to leave!"Don't bother me here!"

“Hi, can’t you make a joke?”Chen Laotong handed him a cigarette, and his expression gradually became serious: "This time things are more troublesome than you think, if it is really big, it is not only Sichuan to be chaotic, close to these provinces in Sichuan, all have to mess up!"

“Is that an exaggeration?”I said, “Do people have so much power?”

“Yes.”The old man nodded, a long-time appearance as I expected, very calmly explained: "This year's husband is mostly ill-minded, either by the false name confused, or by money broken heart, people melon this thing is not small to their attractiveness."

“You mean... so many places are messed up because of those gentlemen?”I frowned, “Like the old man?”

“Yes.”The old man sighed: "Where the incident happened, where the clues of the people's melons are, these ill-conceived gentlemen will naturally follow where..."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man looked at the old man and looked impatient.

“The reason why you find me is because people are in Sichuan, right?”

“No, no!”Old Chen said this, it seems that the grievances are almost crying: "I can't do it too!"God knows what this year’s Sichuan is!The matter of the third of the two has just passed, and now his mother's personal melon!"

“The news of the people is not blocked?”Grandpa asked, his face looked ugly.

“The news came out before we blocked it.”Old Chen smiled bitterly and was full of frustration: "Only a day, the gentleman who went to Sichuan was no less than 100, we only stopped one-third, and the remaining two-thirds..."

“Not stopped?”Grandpa frowned.

"It's not a bad cut."The old man sighed and said, "The persimmons have to pick soft pinch, and the remaining gentlemen, which of these gentlemen is not famous in the line?"Since the 1980s, our official family has always had a bad relationship with these gentlemen, and then it has been so hot and oiled again...”

“Do you have to talk to the old man’s face?”The old man said helplessly, shaking the smoke ash: "It is not a good thing to rely on the old man to sell the old, and it is too much to force people, which is even more likely to cause public anger..."

"It's okay, it's not just you who's coming out this time, we've moved a lot of older gentlemen."Old Chen said that this matter seems to be very proud, laughing and saying to the grandfather: "If they don't come forward, the gentleman who rushed to Sichuan this time is probably many times more..."

“The older man?”

Hearing old Chen's words, I was also a little curious, so I asked him: "Are these older gentlemen famous in the line?"Who are all there?”

“That must.”Chen Laotou smiled: "Fu Haigong of Guangdong, Qiao Zizhang of Guangxi, Yi Daxie of Hunan, Wu Xinxiang in Guizhou..."

“Is no one coming out anywhere?”Grandfather asked.

"Yes, there are several, just the Zen master on the town under the town of Henan, Shaanxi, Gansu these places..."

"This old thing is strange."The old man frowned, and seemed a little unhappy.

“Who told him to be human?”Old Chen said with comfort: "If you are like him, you are kind to everyone, you must have more face than him!"

“The Zen Master?”Seven treasures held for half a day, then can not help but open their mouths, full of curiosity to ask: "Is he a monk or a Taoist?"That's his name, isn't it?"

"It's a law number, but his common family name is the name of the family, the smell."

Old Chen explained, re-lighting the cigarette, and said with admiration: "This old monk is not simple, did not enter the temple worship teacher, he cultivates Buddha and Zen, and still broke the name of heaven, thousands of disciples in the country, the most powerful monks are so few, he is one of them."

“Furse name of the smell?The last name is rare enough...” I scratched my head and asked some gossip, “What is his real name?”

Old Chen shook the ash, saying.

“Smell the bodhisattva.”