Chapter 139: Dead Voice
"I have been boiling this porridge for a long time, the rice in it has been boiled thick, and the preserved eggs in it are made from the eggs laid by our chickens, which is very delicious. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xia Cao continued with a small basket, a little appreciative.
"Sister Xiaocao, I just said today that you didn't cook the arbor's meal, it's only been an afternoon, so you don't need to change your evil and return to the right so quickly. Only the seven of us have such a basket, and Qiao Mu alone has such a basket. You're overkill, aren't you? Fu Bowen probe came over and muttered loudly.
"That's it!"
"Xiaocao is too eccentric!"
The others said dissatisfiedly.
"Some of you are still verbose, Xiaocao, you don't have to send supper at night." Xia Qiaomu said. Carried the little basket from Natsukusa's arms.
"Qiao Mu, we were wrong!"
"Qiao Mu, we were joking just now!"
"Qiao Mu, you don't have to be so ruthless!"
Sure enough, a word from the eldest brother can make a group of people obediently shut up.
"By the way, big brother, I sent a mango smoothie today, a big bowl, for the summer, did they leave it for you?" Xia Cao asked softly, this group of greedy guys, if you have to eat, you can forget your mother, she is not sure if the big brother of Smoothie has eaten it today.
"Mango smoothie?" Xia Qiaomu raised his eyebrows and looked at the teenagers, but the people who had just returned their mouths closed their mouths one after another, lowered their heads, dodged, and avoided his gaze.
"Qiao Mu, originally we left it for you, didn't you go to the master at noon today to ask questions? We're waiting in the schoolhouse, and we're almost melting, and you haven't come back yet. Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, we will eat your share of it. Li Tang stood up and explained in a low voice.
"Yes...... Yes, this, this, this, son. ”
"What a waste of melting!"
"By the way, Xiaocao, why don't you bring us a big pot of mung bean paste tonight, Mai He and Mingxuan ate it yesterday, and we haven't tasted it yet. This way the arbor can eat it too! Li Tang said brazenly again.
"Li Tang said it well!"
"I agree!"
"Add me!"
"Xiaocao, it's too dangerous for you to go out alone at night, what should you do if you encounter gangsters? Let's take it at home. Xia Qiaomu still felt that there were too many unstable factors when going out at night.
"Qiao Mu, you're too worried. With our Xiaocao's kung fu, it is not a problem to hit a strong man. Zhang Yaobo said.
It's no wonder that Zhang Yaobo thinks so, because every time he practices, when he duels in pairs, he has never won when he meets Xia Cao. So in Zhang Yaobo's heart, Xia Cao is a strong Chinese paper wrapped under Lori's figure.
"Brother, don't worry. I can still handle it alone. Xia Cao explained, and wondered in her heart, it was too late to say anything, and now there was a strange old man living in the house.
Xia Qiaomu Yiran still didn't let go, it was about personal safety, he didn't agree with anything.
"Brother, when that dad left, he left me a master to protect me." Xia Cao lied, it was boring to stay at home alone at night, especially now that there was a demented old man who liked to carry a dagger.
If she is told about being entangled by the old man now, the eldest brother and they will definitely not be able to sit still, and now go back with her to arrest the old man, she still doesn't know the details of the old man, she only knows that the foundation is much stronger than her, otherwise she wouldn't be like cat and mouse today, let her slip the street for so long.
Xia Cao still remembers that when she wanted to take the old man to the county government today, she used all her strength, but she couldn't shake his hand for half a minute.
If you let this group of hot-blooded teenagers fight with the strange old man, the chances of winning are too small. Especially the murderous aura revealed between the old man's eyebrows, Dad said that it would only be there after killing many people. If the old man wanted to cut down this group of brothers like a watermelon, she would just want to cry without tears.
"Big brother, you can help me look at something!" Natsukusa pulled out the dagger from her sleeve.
This dagger looks light and small, but it is still quite heavy in the hand, and the iron is special, like an ice cube, and Xia Cao can't see through it.
"Big brother, what is this dagger made of, how can the iron in Brother Jingyang's iron shop be different." Natsukusa carefully handed the dagger to Arbor.
The eldest brother loves to read books on weekdays, and he has dabbled in all kinds of files, so he should know what this thing is.
"Wow, Xiaocao, you carry such a good guy with you, I guess no one dares to beat your idea." Li Tang shouted.
Xia Qiaomu took the dagger, looked at it for a while, touched the dagger lightly, and found that the dagger was engraved with two words, "Death sound." ”
"Xiaocao, where did you get the dagger?" Xia Qiaomu asked solemnly.
"An old man gave it to me." She wasn't lying.
"You go back to eat with these dishes first, I have something to say to Xiaocao." Xia Qiaomu said.
Pulling Xia Cao to a remote corner of the school, he saw that there was no one around, so he stopped.
"Xiaocao, you must make it clear where this dagger came from!" Xia Qiaomu said solemnly.
"Big brother, this is really given to me by an old man. He followed me all the time when I went shopping today, and came with me to his house, saying that he wanted to take me as an apprentice, and threw me a dagger. Xia Cao explained softly, observing the eldest brother's face.
"But I didn't agree, but now he doesn't leave our house, and I see that he is an old man who is lonely and helpless, and he is quite pitiful, so I will take him in. There's nothing wrong with this old man! Xia Cao said.
"This dagger, if I'm not mistaken, is the "Dead Voice", forged from thousands of years of cold and dark iron. If I'm not mistaken, the master who forged him is the same person as the current Protector Sword Dragon Yin, the Wind Five Yang Master! ”
"Big brother, even if you can see that this is forged by cold ice and dark iron, you can't say that it is 'dead sound'" Xia Cao asked suspiciously.
"That's what it says." Xia Qiaomu looked at Xia Cao with an idiotic expression.
"Where?" Xia Cao took the dagger and looked back and forth, but still didn't find it.
"Here, but she was written in the discarded Chu script of the Warring States Period, and it's not surprising that you don't recognize it!" Xia Qiaomu finally pointed to those two words and said arrogantly.
This ——, uh, is the eldest brother saying that she is illiterate in disguise?
"What if it's a dead voice? , except for being a little sharper, there is nothing to be afraid of. Xia Cao said.
"I usually tell you to read more books, but I just don't listen. You forgot what the name of our largest assassin organization in the Qin Dynasty is, it is Dead Voice. The sound of death strikes, the target dies instantly, and the sound of the dagger slashing is the sound heard by the last deceased. ”
"Death is also known as Mrs. Xu's dagger, and the dagger used by Jing Ke to stab Qin is it! Later, the King of Qin handed over the Dead Sound to his leader of the Secret Guard, and there was one more Dead Sound assassin organization in the world. Xia Qiaomu said in a low voice.
Xia Cao's hairs stood on end in fright. The origin of the dagger was too big for her hands to bear.
"Big brother, why don't you go home and accompany me to see what's going on with that strange old man?" Xia Cao said tremblingly.
When he thought that the strange old man came out of the assassin who killed people without blinking, and the scar on his face would not have been cut by his opponent when he was on a mission, Xia Cao was trembling.
As soon as the sound of death came, people died, she was threatened several times by the strange old man with a dagger today, and her head was still hanging around her neck, should she go to a stick of incense tomorrow. (To be continued.) )