Listening to Gouwa's proud display, Lu Xiucai was finally so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the bucket to the ground, staring at him fiercely.
"What's the point? Aren't you just relying on your senior brother? If not that woman would look at you?"
"Hey! You are really right! I only rely on my senior brother~! But if I have you, I won't have any~" Gouwa is very proud.
"What's the point...I don't care about it! When my father buys a theater..." The indignant Lu Xiucai carried the bucket again and walked toward the house with his mouth pursed.
After finally coming out of Qingqiu, after such a long and dusty journey, Li Huowang could also feel the fatigue of others, so he decided to let them rest here for a few more days before leaving.
There happened to be a theater troupe right next to it, which was just enough for their entertainment.
In the past few days, Leader Lu has been going there every day, and every time he moves to the front of the stage, looking at the troupe with a look that makes him want to swallow him whole.
At night, in the empty granary, Li Huowang sat on the quilt and concentrated on studying Han Fu's copper coin sword.
From the Yuanying's mouth, Li Huowang knew that such a sword had a lot of background, and it also had the ability to kill evil spirits.
During the fight with Han Fu, Li Huowang saw that the copper coins of this sword could be scattered. If he really mastered this sword, then at least he would not have to cut his fingers every time for long-range attacks.
To be honest, when he is in danger, the most commonly used method is "Da Qian Lu", which has extremely side effects. Li Huowang has always wanted to replace this unhealthy way of self-protection.
It’s just that I haven’t found the person to do the experiment for me yet, so I can’t use it yet.
Li Huowang turned his head and looked at the things around him that belonged to him.
Find the torture tool bag made by the blacksmith, the long sword that you have carried with you since Qingfeng Temple, the Zisui sword obtained from Shitai, and the gourd containing nineteen Yangshou Pills.
The last one is the piece of heavenly book that has been useless.
Li Huowang's eyes slowly looked at those things, and finally settled on Danyangzi's Heavenly Book.
He picked it up and inspected it inch by inch, pressing it with his hands from time to time.
But in the end, he determined that this was still a stone slab with an inscription urging people to do good, and nothing else was found.
Li Huowang sighed and threw the heavy heavenly book on the ground. He felt that he was sick now, and he ran thousands of miles with a stone.
"Why don't we just throw it away?" Li Huowang thought for a while and picked up the stone again.
"No, no matter how useless this thing is, at least its hardness is good and it should be able to come in handy."
Looking around, Li Huowang focused his attention on Gao Zhijian, who was teasing the steamed buns.
"Zhijian, come here and I'll give you a breast shield."
Soon, the stone slab tied with a chain was hung on Gao Zhijian's chest. As for where the iron chain came from, it was of course the one used to tie Li Huowang before.
Gao Zhijian was very nervous about Senior Brother Li hanging such a valuable thing on himself, and couldn't help but want to take it off.
"Don't take it off. I'll keep this thing here for you from now on. It won't be of any use to me anyway, so it's still of some value for you to keep it here."
Li Huowang pulled out the Zisui sword, aimed it at Gao Zhijian's chest and stabbed it, only to find that there was only a white spot left.
But looking at Gao Zhijian in front of me, looking left and right, I always felt awkward. There was only a stone slab hanging on his chest, just like a child's bellyband with an open cover, and there was too little blocking space.
"Isn't Peng Longteng's armor on the ox cart? You can put it on and take a look." Li Huowang said to him.
The armor on that crazy woman's body is a good thing, it can block her own purple-tasseled sword full of murderous intent.
Hearing Li Huowang say this, Gao Zhijian shook his head and stammered: "Too...too...too heavy!"
"Who told you to wear them all? Just pick a few lighter ones and protect some key parts of your shoulders and neck."
Gao Zhijian scratched the back of his head with his hand, turned around and walked towards the bullock cart outside the house.
Soon, thick silver armor covered Gao Zhijian's body. As the visor on top of his head covered his face, and the heavy mace hit his shoulders, a frightening beast suddenly appeared.
In front of Li Huowang.
Li Huowang looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go!, go out and try it!"
Soon there was a crisp sound of metal banging outside the yard, and Li Huowang unexpectedly discovered that such Gao Zhijian could not fall behind even if he faced himself who did not use "Da Qian Lu".
Breathing heavily, Li Huowang stood still and looked at Gao Zhijian in front of him. "Okay, if you encounter trouble in the future, just remember to dress like this. It will definitely come in handy."
The visor opened, revealing Gao Zhijian's honest and honest face. He nodded and reached out to scratch the back of his head again, but he scratched the bare helmet instead.
"By the way, everyone else has gone to the theater, why don't you go?" Li Huowang put away his sword.
"No...no...it doesn't look good!" Gao Zhijian, who was soaked with his own sweat, took off all the heavy layers on his body. He walked to Mantou who was squatting next to him and pulled her over easily.
He turned it over and scratched the white belly of the steamed bun with his thick fingers.
Seeing someone playing with her, Steamed Bun was very happy. She stuck out her tongue, twisted her body and kicked her limbs.
Looking at the man and the dog in front of him, Li Huowang shook his head and walked towards the house with his sword in hand.
After hanging the things on the ground on his body one by one, Li Huowang finally hesitated before the three swords in front of him.
One is Master Tai's purple ear sword, one is Han Fu's copper coin sword, and the other is the sharp sword of Senior Brother Chang Ming in Qingfeng Temple.
He is not a blacksmith, and besides, carrying three swords would be too heavy.
Just when Li Huowang was hesitating, Lu Xiucai, with a green leaf hanging in his hair, rushed in.
When he saw Li Huowang alone, he immediately knelt down in front of Li Huowang eagerly, banging his head three times. "Master Tao! I worship you as my teacher! Please teach me your magical powers!"
"Huh?" Li Huowang looked at him doubtfully, wondering what the other party was up to. Are you fascinated by the show? "Stop taking it, I can't teach you."
Li Huowang is telling the truth. No matter if he wants to learn his dislocation ability or how to use "Da Qian Lu", he can't teach him.
What I can teach others is not only the half-baked alchemy skills, but also the skillful execution skills, but those are probably not what this kid wants.
"Master Tao, just teach me! If you don't teach me, I...I won't get up!" Lu Xiucai took a heavy sip again.
"Then you keep knocking." Li Huowang turned around and looked at the three swords on the ground again.
At this moment, the one-armed Chun Xiaoman came in from the outside.
Seeing this woman covered with black hair, Li Huowang thought for a while, picked up the sharp sword that had been with him for the longest time, and threw it directly.