When the old man saw Bandit Tang and Little Fatty coming back, he cursed loudly, pointed at Bandit Tang and said: "You little bastard, you still know how to come back? You even know how to hum a few words for me when you raise a dog and leave.
He just ran away... You don't know how long I've been looking for you? Do you know how worried I am?"
He didn't scold Xiaopang, he knew that Xiaopang had no independent opinion, and Tang Bandit followed him as soon as he deceived him.
"Didn't I leave a note for you?" Tang Bandi glanced at the old man and said loudly.
"Note? What note? I didn't see it." The old man refused to admit that there was a note.
"Are you so angry because I ran away and couldn't hunt and cook for you, and Xiaopang couldn't throw rocks at you?" Tang Bandit knew the old man's virtues well, and said, "We have done so much for you.
After years of work, we must have a few days of free rest. If we have one day off every year, we also have to have more than ten days of vacation..."
"How can you miss me so much? Am I that kind of person?" The old man looked heartbroken and aggrieved, and said: "Is this a matter of resting without rest? When you are not hunting, don't you also rest?
?I was worried about your safety. You two ran out without saying a word...How do I know where you went? The world is so chaotic, what if you meet a bad person?"
"It's smashed." Xiaopang said with a smile.
The old man's face darkened and he asked in a low voice: "Did we really meet him?"
"Let us sit down and take a breath first." Tang Bandi entered the door holding his chest. He was kicked by Tongyoujing and his sternum was broken. He ran such a long distance non-stop, and his chest still hurts.
"My brother is injured." Xiaopang followed behind with a bag of dry food and said to the old man.
"You deserve it!" the old man cursed.
But he immediately ran to Tang Bandit, stretched out his hand and groped around his chest. After a while, he said with a solemn expression: "Two bones are broken. Fortunately, you took medicine to deal with it, otherwise it would have hurt you to death on the road.
..."
He ran back into the house and took out a small porcelain bottle, poured two black pills out of it, and said, "Take this first."
Tang Bandit didn't hesitate, took the black pill and threw it into his mouth.
Although the old man has a bad character, it is absolutely impossible to harm him.
"I'll give you a massage in the evening. There's a lump of stagnation that needs to be pushed away."
"Okay." Tang Bandit agreed.
The old man ran into the house and brought out two large bowls of water. He gave each of Tang Bandit and Xiaopang a bowl. After watching them drink the water, he said aloud: "Tell me, where did you go? They touched each other again."
Who are you chasing? Are you being beaten like this?"
Tang Bandit looked at Xiaopang and said, "I don't have the strength, so you can tell me."
Xiaopang held it in for a long time and said: "We went to rob the tomb and met the evil god... We also met the people from Xinxing... Was the eldest brother injured by their gang?"
The old man looked at Xiaopang and asked, "Do you think I can understand you?"
Xiaopang shook his head and said, "No."
"Forget it, don't embarrass him. I'll tell it." Tang Bandit tried to dissuade him and asked Xiaopang to tell the story. This was indeed a bit embarrassing. "Fenghuang left me a map. I saw
When I looked at the map, I thought that after such an incident, no one had ever entered the tomb of the king, so I took Xiaopang there..."
Bandit Tang recounted the two men's tomb robbing process, until they met the explorer on the new star, and then were beaten to death by Xiaopang with a hammer...
The old man looked solemn and asked: "Where is the hammer?"
Xiaopang opened the bag of dry food and said, "It's inside."
The old man picked up the skull hammer, his eyes immediately turned red and his anger soared...
puff!
He vomited a large mouthful of blood on the spot.
The deeper the hatred in my heart, the heavier the backlash I receive.
The old man has been hating his whole life. It can be said that it is as high as the mountains and as deep as the sea. When magnified by this skull hammer, his body simply cannot bear it.
The little fat man looked at the old man with wide eyes and said: "You are just like the elder brother...the elder brother also picked up a hammer and then vomited non-stop..."
The old man adjusted his breathing until his mood returned to calm, and then he looked at the hammer in the little fat man's hand with bright eyes.
"Put it up and let me see it," the old man said.
So, Xiaopang raised the skull hammer.
"Swing a few times."
Xiaopang is like a delivery anchor, swinging the hammer in the yard at the request of the customers, making a big splash.
The old man looked at the little fat man's eyes, then paid attention to his mental state, and said with emotion: "Foolish people are lucky, this hammer is tailor-made for you."
"Is this the legendary artifact?" Tang Bandit asked.
"It's almost the same." The old man nodded and said, "I've never seen it before, but this is probably the only hammer with such evil nature in the world."
"Then why can't we both use it? Is it because we have desires in our hearts?"
"The anger is too strong and the ability is too small, so it is easy for it to backfire." The old man said.
"What do you mean?" Tang Bandit asked.
"That is to say, if you think too much and don't have enough ability to compete with the hammer, you can only be controlled by him." The old man explained.
"You mean, if someone is strong enough, they can control this hammer?"
"Of course. The greater the ability and the higher the realm, the more powerful this hammer will be... You two can't show the true strength of this hammer at all now. All Xiaopang can use is a wisp of evil thoughts.
.”
The old man nodded and added: "It is also possible that the higher the level of people, the more desires they have in their hearts, and they are more likely to be controlled by the hammer..."
"..."
Isn't this nonsense? You have said all the possibilities, which one is the truth?
Of course, Tang Bandit also knew that the old man didn't know much about the hammer and could only make some guesses based on its characteristics, and it was exactly the same as he guessed...
What kind of hammer is this? Xiaopang has to slowly dig out it himself.
"Little Fatty's mind went blank and he couldn't even control the hammer, so he was able to pick up the hammer safely..."
"Then he hammered Tongyou Realm...what's going on?"
"He thought you were dead, which intensified the ferocity and hatred in his heart, so the hammer took control of him..." the old man said.
"Hai Zi has his own thoughts?" Tang Bandit asked.
The old man shook his head and said: "Do you think it is a human being? It has its own thoughts? It just... just contains viciousness and some power that I can't figure out...
"
The old man looked at Fatty and said: "So, if Fatty wants to control this hammer, he has to find a way to improve his strength... If he can't improve it, then let it take the lead. Anyway,
It’s not a bad thing... Who is not a hammer? As long as you don’t hammer your own people..."
"..."
Tang Bandit looked at the old man and asked: "What is the situation of the little fat guy now? What level of strength does he belong to?"
"It depends on your fate." The old man said aloud.
"What's the meaning?"
"At a critical moment of life and death, if I can explode my seed, I might be able to kill Ruyijing."
The Tang bandits were stunned.
A person who doesn't know how to practice can kill Ruyijing with just a hammer... How ferocious and unnatural is this?
I really want to be a simple boy.
"What if I can't explode?"
"you guess?"
"..."
Bandit Tang knew that when Fenghuang left, the old man must have been listening to the conversation between him and Fenghuang.
Otherwise, when he says the words "guess", he won't be so effeminate and annoying.
"While we were away..." Tang Bandit looked at the old man and asked, "Has anyone come from Xinxing?"
"No. What? Are you still thinking about that little girl?"
"How could it be?" Tang Bandit immediately denied it and said, "It's the thing she promised to give me... She clearly agreed to deliver it to me when she got back. Now so many days have passed, and even
There is no shadow."
"Maybe they have forgotten you a long time ago." The old man said aloud: "Who are you? Princess of the Phoenix Empire, you won't be chased by thousands of people after you go back... Who can remember the old land?
Is there a guy up there who doesn't like washing his face thinking about her?"
"I said, I'm not worried about it. What I'm worried about is the supplies. It's the batch of supplies she promised to give me."
"You just thought about it, you're just embarrassed to admit it. When you asked me if anyone was coming from Xinxing, you obviously took a deep breath... Are you nervous?"
"Go away, I don't want to talk to you anymore."
"Hehehehe..." The old man looked at Tang Bandit with a smile and said: "First love is something like a momentary joy, but it is rarely wholehearted."
"So, you should take good care of your injuries. After your injuries are healed, you can hunt, grab water, and send birds to the sky... The days are still the same as before, there is nothing different. This is the life of us people.
"
"Is it fate?" Tang Bandi looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
I didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, but now...
Once you open the door and see the world, it is difficult to close the door again.
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Phoenix Palace.
Phoenix is wearing a long white irregular pleated skirt and a pair of soft flat black leather shoes. The little white socks just cover her bare feet, looking comfortable and cute.
Her long black hair was neatly combed and simply tied with a butterfly hairpin, giving her a very girly look.
With bright eyes and white teeth, she is simple and casual, not like an imperial princess but more like a girl next door.
Phoenix knew that what his father needed was not a princess, but a warm-hearted daughter.
When you attach too much importance to the status of a princess, your daughter's color will fade.
And when the affection between father and daughter weakens, the importance of the princess will decrease.
