Chapter Forty-Eight: Yuanhong and the Wind Chasers
Without Shen Fatzi's interruption, the world is much quieter. Shangguan Mo pulled out the knife, looked at it, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what are you giving me this knife for?" ”
Han Bingnan took the knife from Shangguan Mo's hand, and then pulled it out a few times, but the knife was not unsheathed.
"See? This knife can only be pulled out by you and Feng Mogu. There is no third person in the world who can draw this sword. ”
"But what do I want this knife for? I won't use it. ”
The cold man put down the knife and sat down. Shangguan Mo also sat down. The cold man looked at the knife and fell into deep thought.
"This knife is named Yuanhong, and it was originally a very ordinary treasure knife, but since the use of the wind ink bone, it has been contaminated with demonic nature. Feng Mo Gu used him to kill countless people, and this knife was also stained with a lot of blood. The demonic power of the wind ink bone is very strong, and he always carries this knife with him, and his demonic power is gradually impregnated with this knife, making the knife itself very powerful. Therefore, if you can use this knife flexibly, then you will be more sure of dealing with Feng Mo Bone. ”
Shangguan Mo looked at Yuan Hong and pondered for a moment, she touched the blade, and a power of both good and evil came instantly. Shangguan Mo exclaimed in surprise and quickly stopped his hand.
"What's wrong?"
Shangguan Mo looked at Yuan Hong and muttered, "This knife is very strange, it feels very evil, but it has another feeling. The feeling was so weak that it was almost unfelt. ”
"Another feeling? What could it be? ”
Han Bingnan looked at Yuan Hong but couldn't understand why. He turned his head to look at Shangguan Mo.
"In short, put away this knife, don't lose it, Fengmo Gu has just been unsealed, and he will definitely come to the door."
Han Bing Nan looked at Yuan Hong and frowned, it would be good if the master was there, he could seal it again while his strength was not fully recovered.
The Land of the Seals
A thin line suddenly cracked on one of the sealing stones, and then led to countless cracks, and then cracked. A fairy-like man with a fairy wind bone, but a crane-haired childish face and a body as tall as a teenager, opened his eyes. His small face was not immature, but there was a kind of disobedient majesty. There was a hundred grass carvings on his forehead, and he looked like an immortal. He took a deep breath, his eyes full of worry: "Mikage! ”
The cold ice man suddenly raised his head and looked in front of him in surprise.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and eat! ”
Shangguan Mo was full of food, and the lady didn't ask the suddenly sluggish cold man. Shen Dongliu took the opportunity to put the vegetables into the bowl fiercely, and was beaten back by Shangguan Mo with chopsticks. The cold man smiled bitterly.
"Nothing."
Uncle Gong looked at Shen Dongliu through the glasses that were about to fall on his nose and asked, "Dongzi, what are you going to do, you can't stay with me all the time and eat for nothing!" ”
Shen Dongliu was about to choke in a hurry, he glared and swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously, patted the table and said excitedly, "Uncle Gong! I made this dinner for you, and the two of them didn't move! ”
Uncle Gong held the rice bowl and pointed at Shen Dongliu with chopsticks.
"I said you, don't give me nonsense. The two of them, one has a wound on his hand, and the other is poisoned, can it be compared? ”
Shangguan Mo took the bowl and poured rice into his mouth, but he secretly laughed behind the bowl. Shen Dongliu glanced at Shangguan Mo angrily.
"Just her, she's a monster at all, don't treat her as a girl. Isn't the Shadow Brothers almost finished with all the poison? I see that you are clearly biased. I can't eat this meal. As he spoke, he threw the bowl on the table.
"It's okay not to eat, give me food, I can't eat enough, old man!"
Shen Dongliu saw Uncle Gong pick up his bowl and prepare to take it away, and he was instantly anxious.
"Hey, Uncle Gong, joke joke! How can you take it seriously. ”
Shen Dongliu hurriedly grabbed the bowl and took a bite, looking at Uncle Gong and smirking.
Uncle Gong sat down and glared at him.
"Dongzi, you have to have a plan."
Shen Dongliu swallowed his meal.
"Actually, I had planned it for a long time. I'm alone, I grew up in an orphanage, and I don't have much ability. I was going to buy that knife..."
Shen Dongliu just saw Shangguan Mo staring at him with a bowl in a blink of an eye, and quickly withdrew his eyes.
"In that case, ah, that's how I will be rich, who knows that there is such a thing in the middle. This life is almost gone, so I plan to find a backer. ”
Shangguan Mo picked up a chopstick dish and laughed.
"What do you mean by finding a backer, just like you, the backer must not be relied on by you!"
Shen Dongliu glanced at Shangguan Mo and said impatiently.
"Children don't understand, don't interject. Have you ever heard of the Storm Chaser? ”
The cold ice man was eating very gently, and when Shen Dongliu asked, he paused and continued to eat. Shangguan Mo put down the empty bowl and interjected with chopsticks.
"What a kind of chasing after the wind, I've only heard of the Kunlun faction."
"So if the child doesn't understand, don't interject."
Shen Dongliu lifted a handful on Shangguan Mo's head by the way, and then turned his head to continue. Shangguan Mo looked angrily at the fat man Shen who lifted his head, and chattered silently.
"This windcatcher seems to be quite old, and the people inside are a must to inquire about the news. There is a fight with the underworld, but the people in it don't do bad things. On the surface, they are all kinds of people, but in fact, their real identity is better than that of agents, so I plan to join a gang and rob the rich and help the poor by the way. Not bad! ”
"Hehe, you say it nicely, can you find the gang there?"
Uncle Gong said with a chopstick dish. Shen Dongliu's happy smile one second was not sunny the next.
"I really don't know, that gang is so godlike, and it's so evil. If you want to talk about the real place, I really don't know. ”
Han Bingnan put down the dishes and chopsticks, Shangguan Mo took Han Bingnan's empty dishes and chopsticks and stacked them on his bowl and then took them to the kitchen. Uncle Gong looked at Shangguan and smiled.
"Look, how likable the girl is. If you're as well-behaved as she is, I'll keep you a few more days. But as soon as they were healed, I had to move. ”
"Uncle Gong, where are you going, you can't leave Dongzi behind!"
Shen Dong didn't eat any of his meals, and looked at Uncle Gong expectantly. Uncle Gong smiled mysteriously and touched his chicken nest head.
"The old man has a friend, I haven't seen him for a long time! I suddenly missed him at night, and I don't know how he was doing. ”
"Then I, then I..."
Shen Dongliu hurriedly hugged the cold man on the side.
"Brother, we finally got acquainted, you have to take me in, if I go out, the Qinglong Gang will not want my life!"
"Alright, alright. Then you can follow the old man and me! ”
Uncle Gong looked at Shen Dongliu, who had a handful of snot and tears, and said, but Shen Dongliu hugged the cold ice man excitedly and didn't hear it. The cold ice man had a frosty face and let Shen Dongliu hold him, and Uncle Gong immediately became angry.
"Shen Fatty! You ignore my words, old man! Shen Dongliu was stunned for a moment and looked at Uncle Gong: "Uncle Gong, what did you just say?" ”
"I said, let you follow the old man and me."
Shen Dongliu was overjoyed.
"But!"
Shen Dongliu's face immediately changed again. Uncle Gong looked at him angrily: "Dare to look at the old man, you are really dead!" I'm not going to do your business! After speaking, Uncle Gong turned around and left with the dishes and chopsticks. Only then did Shen Dongliu realize that he had done something bad, and quickly chased after him.
"Uncle Gong, Uncle Gong, listen to me! Uncle Gong~~~"
A night of noisy and restless, a night of Shen Fat's wailing voice, and several people with panda eyes early the next morning.
Shangguan Mo opened his mouth and yawned and held the knife, and Han Bingnan took Shangguan Mo's knife from behind. Shangguan Mo stopped and opened his mouth in a strange way, and when he turned around, he saw that it was the cold ice man and continued to yawn. She yawned and said to the cold ice man: "Uncle, the knife is returned to me, and I have to boil medicine!" Ah~~" said and yawned again.
"It's easy for you to hurt yourself if you're so absent-minded."
Han Bing Nan pulled Shangguan Mo's hand, but the knife stopped in his hand but couldn't get down. Shangguan Mo finished yawning, took the knife from the hand of the cold man who was in a daze, and made a cut on his hand very casually. Han Bingnan looked at Shangguan and was stunned for a moment, grabbing the herbs on the side and rubbing them. As soon as Shangguan Mo shook off the last drop of blood on his hand, Han Bingnan grabbed her hand, put the herbs in her palm, and wrapped it with the gauze she had wrapped her hands before.
Uncle Gong took the medicine and looked at the figures of the two of them, and smiled like a trumpet flower.