Potu is not a cat demon, he has no curiosity, and he is too lazy to ask what is in the jade sword. He picks up the interrupted conversation: "No matter what magic weapon it is, it will store a trace of the master's soul, so that it can communicate with the master's mind. , it can be used like an arm and the fingers can be moved freely.Www,QuanBen-XiaoShuo,CoMBut the original soul can neither be found on the giant sword, nor can it accept the new soul. It is very strange. It was not until later that some of the ancestors reluctantly Realize that this golden fire bell is a broken sword!"
Xiao Yi groaned, and the cute question mark appeared between his eyebrows again: "Can Jian?"
Potu nodded: "There must be another part of this giant sword that is missing somewhere. The soul of the sword should be attached to that part of the sword body. Only by finding the missing part of the sword body first can the giant sword Put it together completely, then erase the original owner’s soul, and then find a way to conquer it!”
Wen Leyang has no theoretical basis for cultivation, magic weapons, and souls. He can barely understand Potu's words. Anyway, if he wants to conquer the sword, he must first find its soul: "But this sword... is whole, not incomplete. Already?"
Wen Buzuo chuckled: "For such a big sword, it's not easy to tell if it's missing one or two pieces."
Unexpectedly, Potu shook his head again: "You have seen this sword a few times. It has been in our Qilian Immortal Sect for thousands of years. Our ancestors have carefully examined it. From the sword body to the hilt, the whole body is smooth and smooth. Not a single point less.”
Xiao Yi immediately stopped and said angrily: "You yourself told us just now that the Flowing Gold Fire Bell is the Broken Sword!"
Po Tu grimaced: "The strange thing is that it's strange here. To say it is a broken sword is just an estimate, or it doesn't make sense at all. According to me...according to the Qilian ancestors, there should be some mechanism hidden in the giant sword. I can't say for sure. There is a missing piece in the heart or the hilt, which cannot be seen from the outside, and cannot be broken open to take a look. So it has been kept in the Qilian Immortal Sect for thousands of years, and it looks extraordinary. In fact, it is almost the same as a piece of scrap metal. "
Wen Leyang slapped the carp on the back of the chair so hard that I was convinced and copied it back into my hand: "Then what happened to me and the giant sword?" As soon as I was convinced, the giant sword immediately responded with a roar.
"How do I know!" Potu asked Xiao Yi for a carrot, cut it into two pieces, threw them into his mouth and started chewing, giving a vague answer...
Two whole days and two nights. Iveco finally arrived in Shanghai at noon on the third day after a long journey!
The moment you get off the bus. A sense of dizziness that only belongs to modern times. It was deeply engraved in everyone's heart at once... The car broke down on the viaduct. The surrounding vehicles were as densely packed as salmon rushing into the river from the sea. The loudspeaker is as amazing as the roar of a gold-plated nest...
I was so frightened. Shrunk into Wen Leyang's arms. Occasionally look up and look out as fast as lightning.
The two copper ants were used to being arrogant. He ran to the middle of the road with two small pieces of poison the size of his palm. He was directly crushed into the road by the car's wheels. It took me a long time to crawl out. Climb back obediently. After straightening his tentacles. Wrapped in Liudu, they climbed into Wen Leyang's backpack together. Soon after, the road maintenance department was surprised to see two scattered marks on the ground. There are also people taking pictures with their mobile phones…
Shanghai. Like a giant sharpened by technology. He was looking down at Wen Leyang. Show off his charm to the fullest. Xiao Yi and Xiao Chi Maojiu were so dizzy that they bumped into the people in front of them several times. Later, they simply climbed onto the backs of Wen Leyang and Luo Wanggen. It can be regarded as completely liberating the eyes.
Wen Buzuo took them to find a hotel. Make arrangements for accommodation. After lunch, I went out to contact newspapers, TV stations and China Mobile China Unicom. Prepare ads to find people. Of course, if Wen doesn't do it, he won't directly publish it in the newspaper: Grandma Shizu, please call Wen Leyang back after seeing the newspaper. Anyway, the content of the advertisement. Others won't be suspicious and won't know what's going on. Changli will understand at a glance.
Before figuring out 221 B.C. They had no clue at all. We can only hope that Changli will take pity on them. Come join them after seeing the ad.
Don't talk but don't do it. I have enough money on my body, so I naturally have a way to find people, but this time I am looking for a unique cat demon, not a trafficked woman, and local snakes and local forces are not easy to use. , If Wen doesn't do it, that energy will not be wasted.
In addition, Wen Leyang and the others have a last resort. If that doesn't work, they can let the giant pangolin release demonic flames to seduce the demon-killing group of people to show up. However, once this happens, the trend of light and darkness will be reversed, and they will directly confront the group. It can only be used as a last resort.
For advertising matters, Wen Bu is enough alone, and there is no need for help from others. San Cun Ding Wen Bu said looked at the excitement of Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi, and Chi Maojiu when they first arrived in the big city, and he smiled in a rare way. "Change your clothes and I'll show you around!"
I don’t know whether it was because I felt sorry for my brothers and sisters or because I was acting for personal gain. Sancun Dingwen sat in the taxi and simply said two words: "Henglong!"
As soon as he entered Hang Lung, Xiao Yi's clear eyes immediately lit up, and he said to Wen Leyang in a low voice: "A lot of glass!" Then he took out a carrot from his bag, wiped it on his prad casually, and handed it to Wen Leyang. Wen Leyang.
Xiao Chi Maojiu was a little nervous. He held Luo Wanggen's hand tightly and said to Xiao Yi, "Give me one too."
When they first moved into the Prad store, the shopping guide's eyes flashed with surprise. In theory, the people who came to Prad shopping while eating carrots did not exist, but her good professionalism still allowed her to insist on serving with a smile. ... This excellent professional quality earned her a commission that would make her laugh out loud in her dreams.
Xiao Yi is a conscientious child. When she was choosing clothes for herself, she was still thinking about Master Chang Li and Mu Mu, as well as Wen Leyang's mother.
San Cun Ding's waist was straight, and he shouted "buy" one by one. When they left the counter, several shopping guides gathered together and whispered: "The coal boss from Shanxi, right?"
"No, they all have a Sichuan accent."
"The boss who went to Shanxi from Sichuan to mine coal!"
San Cun Ding Wen doesn't talk much at ordinary times, but he can tell when he goes shopping. He still has a sense of honor as an older brother. The kids basically just look at him and say "buy" without batting an eye when swiping their cards.
But Mr. Wen, who was in Wenjia Village at the moment, felt heart palpitations for no reason.
Finished shopping. Sancun Ding took several children to visit the Chenghuang Temple again, just in time for the Chenghuang Temple Snack Festival. As long as you visit a tourist destination, you will receive a beautifully printed picture of the City God's Temple and store introductions as soon as you enter the street. Xiao Yi was so happy that he went back and forth several times. The young man who took several copies of the brochure looked at her beauty and rolled his eyes at Wen Leyang.
It wasn't until evening that Sancun Ding led everyone back to the hotel. Wen Buzuo had already returned and was sucking instant noodles.
There was no need for Wen Leyang to ask. Wen Budo explained the advertisements he contacted from beginning to end. Among them, the fastest one has been released now, and the slowest one will be released tomorrow, for three days in a row.
Finally, Wen Buzuo stretched out and said with a smile: "Don't think too much about the rest, just wait for the news! You little ones, show me what you bought!"
Xiao Yi, Chi Maojiu and Luo Wanggen immediately began to show off their faces with joy. In addition to world-famous brands, they also had valuable handicrafts. Wen Bu's eyebrows jumped at the sight. He pointed at Xiao Chi Maojiu and asked Sancun Ding Wen, "It's okay to spend money on Xiao Yi and Wen Leyang. Their young crops are richer than ours!"
Sancun Ding Wen smiled bitterly without saying anything: "Chi Maojiu had a few pieces of gold on him, but the bank wouldn't accept them."
Wen Buzuo glared at Chi Maojiu. Then he pointed at Luo Wanggen: "What about the Luo family? He already knows about cameras. He knows about RMB, right?"
Luo Wanggen shook his head with a grimace: "Grandpa didn't give me a penny. He said...you don't need to bring any money when you go out to do things with Wen Bucao."
Sancun Ding Wen didn't say anything and gave his brother a sideways glance: "Why are you so obsessed with money after following a few kids!"
Wen Bu Doo was also happy: "Be careful next time you deal with Miao BuJiao and Crow Ridge. Brother, what did you buy for yourself?"
San Cun Ding was stunned for a moment: "I'm paying the bill..."
After Wen Buzu finished sipping the instant noodles, he sent everyone to go to bed. There were eight people in four rooms. The brothers occupied a room without saying anything; little Chi Maojiu must live with Luo Wanggen, who just hit a Tetris in his notebook; the black-faced corpse looked at the white-faced pangolin and licked his lips; Xiaoyi was very happy Wen Leyang was a little dumbfounded as he hugged his new clothes and entered the room. Then he remembered to blame Wen Budo: "Why didn't you book an extra room? Hurry up now..."
Wen Buzu rolled his eyes: "There are only four empty rooms!"
Wen Leyang didn't believe it: "It's impossible, there's no one in these rooms." He pointed to the rooms next door.
Wen Buzuo shrugged: "There are no furniture in those rooms, only clothes hangers. Can you live in them?"
Sancun Ding Wen didn't say anything but suddenly smiled as infuriatingly as his brother: "Boy, when you entered the farm at the age of eighteen, Xiao Yi will take care of you. What are you afraid of living in the same room now?"
Wen Buzuo suddenly suppressed his smile: "Of course you are the most important among this group of people, but the most precious one and the one who can't take care of herself the most is this girl Xiao Yi. Do you feel free to let her live alone? We are now in the enemy's territory. On the territory, although the whereabouts should be relatively secretive, pangolins are monsters and may attract enemies again!"
Wen Leyang thought about it for a moment, and his expression became more solemn. He stopped pretending to share a room with Xiao Yi, and asked more: "You mean, if it doesn't release evil energy, it will also attract the other person?"
Wen Buzuo shook his head: "That shouldn't happen, but do you know he doesn't have a second GPS?"
Wen Leyang nodded, and then he suddenly realized something and stomped his feet: "Don't lie to me, I've lost all my scales, how can I still have a GPS!"
They laughed loudly at the same time, pushing Wen Leyang out of his room. One hummed a tune and filled the water to take a bath. The other started to look at the hotel service sign with excitement, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the sauna.
Wen Leyang rubbed his palms in the corridor and opened the door of his room quietly. Xiao Yi had just taken a shower and his head was still wet, but he was already lying on his bed and fell asleep. After riding in the car for two days, I was very excited to play around again today, but the little girl was already tired. The long eyelashes gently cover the fair and tender face, and the outline shown by the quilt is also distressingly slender. Only two round and agile shoulders are exposed, exposed in the dim light.
Wen Leyang finally rushed and ran back to his bed quietly. He felt a little relieved. Fortunately, it was a standard room with two beds.
Wen Buzuo was too busy and ended up spacing out. In the big bed room that was supposed to be reserved for them, the black-faced zombie was looking at Potu next to him with an ambiguous expression. He occasionally stuck out his tongue and licked his purple lips. Lips... (Quanben Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)