His hand suddenly touched a hard object, which was pressed under the pillow.
Strange, what is this
He pulled the thing out from under the pillow, took a closer look, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
This is that weird-looking but powerful hidden weapon!
It can be said that he suffered a lot from this hidden weapon.
How could this thing appear here? Could it be that the girl's ghost lingered on and haunted him again after her death? Want to scare yourself with this thing again
Young Master Qianmian sat up suddenly, holding the wooden gun and watching intently.
"Girl Shen, I am not afraid of death even if you are alive. Now that you are dead, will I still be afraid of your ghost? Are you unwilling to die and want to take revenge on me? Okay, come on, you Show up! Do you want to scare me by sneaking out a concealment weapon? I tell you, I'm not afraid. If you have the guts, just come out and let me see you..."
He stared at the wooden gun and spoke through gritted teeth, as if he were facing a bitter enemy. But as he spoke, his voice choked and tears blurred his eyes again.
Not a ghost, not her ghost came.
He remembered.
On the top of the high mountain, Chu Shaoyang suddenly appeared. She hit Chu Shaoyang with the hidden weapon, but she herself seemed to have been greatly stimulated and fainted. The hidden weapon fell at his feet and he picked it up. When you get up, put it next to you.
"I didn't expect you to die but leave this thing to me. Are you laughing at me and sarcastic?" He murmured while stroking the pistol.
He had been hit three times with hidden weapons by that girl, and he looked extremely embarrassed. When he recalled it, he actually felt a little sweet in his heart.
She actually didn't want to kill herself. The power of the hidden weapon at that time was not very great. Compared with later when she blasted off the head of the bandit boss, it was simply incomparable.
"Hey, what is this?"
Young Master Qianmian was caressing the pistol in a daze, when a voice suddenly rang out, and it was right next to him.
This person suddenly and silently appeared three feet in front of him, but he didn't notice it at all. There was only one person in the world who could do that.
This person is the Master of Zixiao Pavilion!
Young Master Qianmian raised his head, and sure enough he saw the Master of Zixiao Pavilion sitting in a wheelchair, coming to his side at some point, looking intently at the hidden weapon in his hand.
"Father!"
He quickly stood up and saluted the Master of Zixiao Pavilion respectfully.
"Thanks to my adoptive father for the elixir, not only have all my skills been restored, but my internal strength has more than doubled!"
He knew that the Master of Zixiao Pavilion didn't like his expression of emotions, so he returned to the appearance of the aloof and cold young master. His speaking voice was also flat, and there was no hint of joy or anger.
But he was raised by Master Zixiao Pavilion, so how could the subtle expressions on his face escape the eyes of Master Zixiao that read countless people.
"Xiao'er, what's on your mind?" Zixiao Pavilion Master looked at him and asked.
Young Master Qianmian felt a chill in his heart. He thought to himself that his adoptive father's eyes were so powerful. Even though he had concealed himself so well, his adoptive father still saw it.
He lowered his head and said, "I just feel very ashamed. I didn't complete this mission, and I also lost all my skills. In the end, I was so tired that my adoptive father rescued me. I really feel ashamed of my adoptive father's teachings over the years."