After hearing the other party's words, Lu Ban observed this person for a while.

His hair was neatly combed, and he wore a small Western-style hat, sunglasses, and a long jacket. He carried a small suitcase, a combination of Chinese and Western styles, and looked a bit like a swindling Feng Shui master.

As soon as this feeling came over him, Lu Ban immediately realized what was so familiar about this person.

Does he have a great-grandson or great-great-grandson named He Jiaoyang?

Considering what he said before about his good eyes, I guess he is the successor of the Yin-Yang eyesight of this era.

"really."

In that case, Lu Ban did not hide anything and gave his name.

"In fact, I have no interest in Xuanjun's position. My child was born not long ago. I help people with feng shui at home to avoid bad luck and bring good luck. I live a comfortable life. There is no need for me to come here to argue with them."

In the teahouse, He Chong ordered a bowl of tea to moisten his throat and a plate of peanuts, then said.

"It's rare for us to meet, so I'd like to advise you to go to hell with Xuan Jun. In this chaotic world, just stay home and earn some money, take care of your own business, and don't get involved in these things."

He is a very passionate person and doesn't hide anything.

"Doesn't this Xuanjun look like a pretty powerful position?"

Lu Ban was curious.

It seems that these people with supernatural powers don’t have much interaction with each other in normal times and only get together once every ten years. Some families may have already become secularized and accustomed to the lives of ordinary people, forgetting about those extraordinary people or just using them for profit. As for Xuanjun, he is not very clear about the situation of this competition.

Lu Ban can ask questions conveniently and be a newbie.

"Xuan means mysterious and far-reaching. Anything that does not conform to the common sense of this world is considered mysterious. Xuan Jun is these vain kings. The emperor in name only just stepped down, so how can the emperor in reality sit still and feel safe?"

He Chong took another sip of tea.

"Face? Inner?"

Lu Ban thought it sounded like a term from the martial arts world.

"Face is what everyone can see. This busy traffic is a sign of peace in troubled times."

He Chong paused, as if he was keeping someone in suspense, but soon blurted out the answer.

"Sorry, it's just a professional habit. The inside story is about the streets and alleys. Even the emperor can't control those evil spirits. But Lord Xuan is in charge of evil spirits."

"What do you mean by professional habits?"

Lu Ban asked immediately.

"Why don't you ask the demons? Well, let's look at Feng Shui and face reading. Whether it's accurate or not is not the point. There are some things that can't be said carelessly."

He Chong glanced at the next table, where three people dressed as students were sitting, seemingly discussing something.

"Even if the other person is really in a bloody disaster and his forehead is black, you can't tell him in front of him. You need to observe his expression and say what he likes to hear. Don't tell him until he finishes his words. Otherwise, even if you really have the ability, your reputation will not be very good."

He picked up two and put them into his mouth.

"You're really capable. So, you really have the ability to see ghosts and spirits?"

Lu Ban learned on the spot and asked questions according to the other party's words.

"You know all this, alas, it's just a trifle. The He family's ancestor once studied martial arts at Wudang, but later made a mistake and was punished to guard the back mountain, where he was accompanied by demons and monsters every day. Over time, his eyes were polluted and he could see unclean things, so he was replaced with yin-yang eyes."

He Chong might have been in a good mood because he had a son recently. Seeing a junior like Lu Ban who respected him, he said a few more words.

"You know all about the three religions and nine classes, right?"

"A little."

Lu Ban nodded.

"There is no need to explain the three religions, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. As for the nine classes, there are two ways of saying it. We choose the upper, middle and lower one. However, that is for appearance. In reality, the nine classes are people like us."

"Liu means the flow of water. The reason why it is called Jiuliu is that it means the flow of water. No matter how the mountains and rivers change, or how the water bends and flows, the water always maintains its own nature. This means that although the traditions of Jiuliu change, they always persist."

Having said this, He Chong subconsciously wanted to keep the topic in suspense, but he paused before continuing.

"The Yin-Yang Eyes, Storytellers, Paper-Cutters, Corpse-Seers, Star-Pickers, Dragon-Seeking and Hundred-Mile Walkers, these seven families are the ones that are still popular now. As for the rest, some were exterminated when dynasties changed due to their high status, while others became idle and disappeared. By the time the ninth-class became the seventh-class, the fifth-class, or even the last-class, they were no longer popular."

"Are these all noble families? Do they all have abilities like yours?"

Lu Ban became curious.

He had heard of some of these named schools, but had never heard of some of them. At least in modern times, these things might have been lost or hidden.

If he thought about it carefully, if he hadn't met He Jiaoyang, he wouldn't have known that there were yin-yang eyes in this world.

"Almost. The Yin-Yang Eyes are passed down from generation to generation in my family. They are storytellers who use the past to satirize the present and are eloquent. They are passed down from master to apprentice. The last time I saw them was ten years ago. I wonder if that teacher will come this time."

"Although the paper cutter is an official in name, he is actually a craftsman. He can cut paper to be lifelike, such as possessed by ghosts, corpse tailors can deal with corpses, and suppress ghosts. The star picker is a master of stealing, robbing the rich to help the poor, moving mountains to find dragons, dividing gold and locating tombs. He also calls himself a tomb robber, and he runs an escort agency hundreds of miles away, and travels a thousand miles a day."

He Chong said briefly that these professions all seemed a bit out of place, and Lu Ban felt that they must not be understood literally. For example, the Yin-Yang Eyes seemed to be able to see things from the Yin and Yang worlds, but in fact, there were no ghosts in this world. The Yin-Yang Eyes were a weaker version of [True Vision], which could capture the breath of strange things and react to foreign pollution.

So, the paper-cutter seems to be responsible for cutting paper and window decorations, and probably has some special functions.

It would be nice if I could see it with my own eyes.

"By the way, Brother Lu, what school are you from?"

After taking a sip of tea, He Chong remembered again.

"As for me, I am an actor, performing to entertain everyone."

Lu Ban answered casually.

"It's not the old ninth class. To be honest, there's no need to get involved."

He Chong persuaded again.

He was probably the first one among the nine classes to lie down, and he kept pulling others to lie down with him.

Lu Ban felt that he and Qin Tiantian must have a lot in common.

Hearing this, there was a sudden burst of cheers, applause and shouts from downstairs. The two looked downstairs and found a car parked in front of the teahouse. A man in a suit, a top hat and a slicked-back hair walked out of it.

The man was about the same age as He Chong, but he seemed generous and natural, with a calmness that came from someone who had seen the world. He looked up and saw two people leaning on the railing of the teahouse overlooking the view.

He took off his hat, bowed, and quickly came to the second floor, sitting down at their table as if he was familiar with everyone.

"Oh, I can't help it. It's too popular."

He ordered a cup of tea, watched the second boy go back trembling, and smiled again.

"You're fine, Brother He?"

Lu Ban looked at the man and felt that he looked familiar.