The fan used by Canghu Jiugong before had some of the power of the banana fan in myths and legends, and it was a very valuable magic weapon.
This was actually just a small gadget given by the masters of Canghu and Tiger to fan the wind away from the heat.
Chen Yang became more and more curious about the person buried in the mountain.
Jiu Gong didn't give in, and continued: "The old man relied on the treasure fan and could barely stop Xiao Hua for a moment. This is because Xiao Hua has not been completely infected by the corpse energy, and he is thinking about his old friendship with his colleagues."
"Xiao Hua is the cat that his master loved in the past. He was also rewarded by his master with a string of cat bells, which can produce earth, water, wind, and fire. If he really sees the truth, I will definitely be no match for him."
When Chen Yang heard this, he saw the sad look on Jiu Gong's face, and asked jokingly: "Then why are you so reluctant to go, Jiu Gong?"
"Hey~"
Jiu Gong sighed and said: "I just want to see if the master is still the master. Maybe I am wrong.
Master, maybe you can really break through Yin and Yang and come back again?"
There was silence in Tu's garden.
Chen Yang and Jiu Gong looked at each other and shook their heads.
Chen Yang actually understood.
It's not that Jiu Gong doesn't believe in his own judgment, it's impossible for his master to come back.
He is just nostalgic, reluctant to let go, a kind of obsession, and always wants to witness his thoughts until the end, that's all.
"That's all, let's not mention this. Sir, please take a look at the repairs I have prepared for you."
Jiu Gong cheered up and moved the bronze tripod up with great interest and placed it on the stone table.
"Uh~"
Chen Yang blinked, then blinked again.
If he remembered correctly, the old man seemed to have mentioned during the conversation with Xiaohua that this bronze tripod was the rice bowl of the two pets, the fox and the tiger.
What is he doing with this thing?
Have a meal?
Chen Yang imagined in his mind the scene of himself, a fox and a tiger, with their heads touching each other, eating together in a bronze cauldron. His whole body felt a chill, and he shook his head subconsciously.
Jiu Gong was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Where do you want to go, sir?"
"Although this is the rice bowl used by the old man and Xiao Hua, in fact, the owner is too lazy to prepare a real rice bowl for us, so he uses a treasure he brought with him to serve as it."
Chen Yang smiled awkwardly, and then looked at the bronze tripod with curious eyes.
What Jiu Gong said was that he completely believed that the fan used to fan the wind in summer and the cat bell used for cats to play with are all rare treasures. This rice bowl for feeding pets is a treasure. Isn't it difficult to understand?
"rise!"
Jiu Gong sprayed a breath of demonic energy on the bronze tripod.
"Rising, rising, rising~~!!!"
Visible to the naked eye, the originally inconspicuous bronze tripod expanded rapidly and became as tall as a person, and several people could hug it.
"Bang~"
The entire stone table was crushed, the bronze tripod fell to the ground, as heavy as a hill, and the earth shook.
Chen Yang and Jiu Gong all stood up.
There's no room for sitting at this table.
"Sir, the old man's cultivation is too far behind his master, so he can only last for a short time."
"Sir, look carefully at the pattern on the tripod."
Jiu Gong breathed heavily and shouted loudly.
Chen Yang's eyes fell on the bronze tripod. At first glance, he saw a divine elephant stepping on reincarnation, looking up to the sky and neighing...