>“老吴,你会法阵?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;不往森,红烛听过眼前吴老头的回答,诧异地问道。
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“行走江湖,总要学会东西傍身。”吴老头一脸理所当然地应道。
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“吴伯,有一事,我一直想问。”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;李庆之正色道,“小弟说,吴伯十有八九是道门后裔,就是不知道,是道门哪一支?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“很难猜吗?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;吴老头不在意地说道,“吴姓的道门先祖,就那一个。”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“吴祖?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;花酆都闻言,神色一惊,问道,“吴伯,您老真是画圣吴祖的后人?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“怎么,不像吗?”吴老头反问道。
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;花酆都、李红衣对视一眼,旋即齐齐摇头,应道,“不太像。”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“吴祖,道玄吗?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;卯南风面露异色,说道,“吴祖以书画闻名,据说,曾用一张山河社稷图困住了一尊神明,术法造诣,在整个道门历史上,也足以位列前三甲,老人家既然是吴祖的后人,术法修为定然非同一般。”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“略懂。”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;吴老头依旧很是淡定地回答道。
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“不对啊,老吴。”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;一旁,红烛看着眼前老头,狐疑地问道,“你若是画圣吴祖的后人,就算落魄了,也该以卖画为生,怎么改行打铁了?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;“画圣后人,怎么就不能打铁了?”
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>&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;&nbs;吴老头神色淡然地反问道,“难道,皇帝的后人,就不能要饭了吗?李家祖上也都不是经商的,现在,还不是全变成了奸商。”
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