God level counter attack system

Sun Houcai has not yet recovered from the aura of the group of people standing here just now, since Peng Ye has spoken, how dare he refuse, and he is not afraid that Peng Ye will run away with the original stone, after all, no one but Peng Ye really cares about this He only thought that Peng Ye liked to collect strange things, so he didn't think much about it.

After explaining everything, Peng Ye walked into the small room with Zhang Sinian and Song Siming with the rough iron ore stone.

After entering, I realized that it was indeed a small room, which was less than ten square meters. There was a boss chair that could barely lie on for a while, a table, a shelf with some tools and books, and a few for guests. A chair to sit on, a water dispenser and nothing else.

The few of them came here to talk about things, so they don’t have high requirements for the environment. It’s just good to be hidden. After a closer inspection, it is very tightly closed. No one should be able to hear their conversation, and there is no camera. Things like that, as for things like bugs or pinhole cameras, Peng Ye didn't think there was any need to worry about them at all. This room was originally used by Sun Houcai to receive customers. Could it be that he still monitors himself?
After closing the door, Zhang Si Nian asked first, "My dear brother, what do you want to say about this mysterious person?"

Peng Ye put the original stone on the table and said, "Both brothers, what I'm going to say next is a bit weird, I hope you listen carefully, don't take it as a joke, and don't tell outsiders, okay?"

Song Siming said impatiently: "Brother, what you said seems a bit awkward. If you have anything to say, just say it. At our age, what weird things haven't we seen?"

Naturally, Peng Ye wouldn't tell about the system and Universal Color Contact, not because he didn't trust it, but because he thought it was his own secret, and there was no need for anyone else to know about it.

After preparing his words, Peng Ye said, "You saw that I was in a daze when I got the Jade God of Wealth and when I got this rough stone, right?" He pointed to the rough stone on the table.

Song Siming said: "Yes! It's just that we thought you were doing something or observing, and we didn't think too much about it. If it wasn't because your little girlfriend shook you for a long time, we wouldn't have discovered your weirdness. You said Is it something to do with this?"

Peng Ye nodded and said: "When I got the Jade God of Wealth, I had a weird feeling that the Jade God of Wealth seemed to be alive, and this time when I got this rough stone, I had an incredible feeling. The reason why you asked me to shake me at the time was that I didn’t respond, because at that time I was in a state of being separated from my soul, and my soul went to another place, so my body didn’t feel it. And it was this kind of experience that I discovered This rough stone is extraordinary, because at that time my soul seemed to penetrate this rough stone, and when I got inside it, I saw a lot of things like mist and a touch of red, and the red thing became brighter and brighter. It was like the sun in the end, and then I don’t know how I woke up again.”

Zhang Si Nian seemed to be thinking about Peng Ye's words, and murmured: "Separation of mind and soul? No wonder your eyes were lax at the time. It turned out that your soul was out of your body. If someone else said this, I would definitely dismiss it. As you said, of course you wouldn't lie to me, Brother Song, you are well-informed, do you know what's going on?"

Song Siming thought about it carefully and said: "I think I know why Senior Liu thinks so much about Brother Peng Xian. Sure enough, Senior Liu's vision is extraordinary!"

Before Peng Ye could speak, Zhang Si Nian asked, "Brother Song, what do you mean by that? Can you explain more clearly?"

Song Siming seemed to be remembering something, and he said after a long time: "Brother Zhang, don't you have any doubts, why is Senior Liu, who is above my grandfather's generation, still alive today?"

Zhang Si Nian said: "I have had these doubts before, but I have very few opportunities to meet Senior Liu, and I have never had the opportunity to raise them. Moreover, I heard that in Taoism, the ascetic master who pays attention to purity of heart lives two to three hundred years old. Not without it, so I think Senior Liu must be an expert, which is normal for him."

Song Siming said with emotion: "Do you know why I have always wanted to worship Senior Liu as my teacher, and why I am very interested in jade in my later years?"

Zhang Sinian asked suspiciously: "Isn't it because you admire Senior Liu's ability? Even my master admires Senior Liu very much, saying that there is no rare antique in the world that can beat him, and there is no one in the world who is well-informed and."

Song Siming said: "What you said is one aspect, but the most important thing is that it is related to a legend I know."

Peng Ye was confused by the conversation between the two of them, so he could only interject: "You two brothers, stop playing charades, can you speak clearly?"

Song Siming said: "Don't worry, I'll tell you right away, this matter sounds very bizarre, you don't matter whether you believe it or not, but forget it, don't tell it."

Song Siming found a chair and sat down, closed his eyes and recalled:
That was decades ago, when Song Siming's grandfather, Song Renqi, was still a teenager. At that time, their family's conditions were very average, and they planted several acres of Susukida. Song Renqi, who was about ten years old, had already shouldered the burden of the family.

The children of the poor are already in charge of the family, so Song Renqi also goes to work in the fields during the busy farming season. He usually herds cattle and mows the grass. When he has free time, he will go to a private school in the village to learn a few words. After all, he could afford to read at that time. There are not many private schools, and the private school teacher in the village does not teach classes. The husband is almost seventy years old, but he has no children, so he will call the children in the village to his home to teach a few words, and there is no tuition fee. It’s just that my husband is old and frail, lacks energy, and can’t teach for a long time. The villagers are grateful for his help and send him some home food or game from the mountain from time to time, which is considered repayment.

Once Song Renqi just came out of Mr. Private School's house, seeing that it was still early, he was going to go up the mountain with a bamboo basket on his back to collect pigweed and come back.There are many thorns in the mountains. At that time, rural children seldom wore cloth shoes. Many people ran back and forth in straw sandals with bare soles, and they were usually not bought, but woven by the women at home out of soft grass.Of course, Song Renqi was no exception. He went up the mountain wearing a pair of straw sandals, but accidentally cut his foot by a thorn, and his blood flowed like a column.