Chapter 1165 - Resting in the Silent Night (4)

"You want—I—teach you swordsmanship?" Starlight interrupted Husky in a hurry.

This little ghost's request was a bit excessive, and while the evil star was dissatisfied, he couldn't wait to find an excuse to shirk: "Forget it." Do you remember? I'm a dragon. This human appearance is not my true form, and these [swordsmanship] in my human form are just things that I have figured out myself, just like a layman who doesn't know anything about wielding a sword indiscriminately. Teaching swordsmanship to a layman like me will only make you learn bad postures. If you really want to learn, it's better to go to your Uncle Arthur and learn more systematic and professional swordsmanship from them. Husky pursed his lips and said, "Don't be Wang." It's still Uncle Evil Star's sword-swinging action that is cooler. Uncle Arthur's movements are too simple and direct, not cool at all, so boring Wang. "Can you see the difference?" Evilstar's nerves were touched. It's not because of the canine boy's sycophancy, but because of surprise.

Evilstar's swordsmanship was indeed taught to him while observing the knights fighting. But when he wields his sword, in addition to imitating other people's postures, he also mixes a lot of his own movements-the rough ** work that flows naturally and naturally from the wild instinct of a dragon. He felt that his swordsmanship was obviously not much different from others, at least not to the point of looking weird. But maybe it was just a matter of him feeling good about himself? The Husky kid had clearly seen the difference.

"Well, how can I say it, Wang. The canine boy clumsily described with his not-so-brilliant tongue: "Compared to others, Uncle Evil Star's swordsmanship is more [natural] Wang? But Uncle Shatter's sword was smoother, like dancing, and it looked so comfortable Wang—yes, yes, like Husky's dad Biwang. Dad is like dancing when he plays a sword, very smooth Wang. It's a pity that Dad has always refused to teach others swordsmanship, saying that Husky is too young. "Heh, is your dad self-taught, too? Evil Star glanced at the canine boy. The puppy often talked about his wolf father, telling him how powerful his father was, which made the star curious. He kind of wanted to meet the child's father and see what kind of powerful person that guy really was.

"Still, it doesn't work. "Evil Star is not a dragon that he will do when others tell him to do it:" Dragons have quite awkward personalities. If you don't get paid, you won't agree to any request from the other party. What can you get me paid, little??—Hoohoo. The canine boy was stunned for a while: "Husky's pocket money" "Who cares about your little ghost's pocket money!" Xinghui Dragon scolded as if offended.

"Woohoo!" the canine boy took a step back, "But Husky has no other treasures, Wang" "I knew that you couldn't give me anything." Evil Star looked at the canine boy with contempt. Husky's puppy face looks funny and poor, and no matter how you look at it, you can't be a wealthy young master. As for the Xinghui Dragon, it is not uncommon for ordinary treasures such as Wang Jin and Silver to be hidden in his dragon's lair, and there is no need to add more.

On top of that, Bad Star and Husky don't have any contractual relationship. Starlight Dragon can work for the Knight King in order to receive the reward he deserves, but he will not do anything for anyone outside of the contract, not even something as simple as teaching a little imp to wield a sword.

Unless Husky can come up with a rare rarity that really attracts the stars and makes the starlight dragon salivate, it's all talk.

"It's really time-consuming. Starlight Dragon shook his head, and picked up the canine boy with one hand, ready to throw the stinky imp out of the room.

"Wait, Wang. Husky suddenly thought of something and shouted, "The treasure is indeed there." The treasure of Huski's village!" Xinghui Long Yi frowned: "The treasure of your village, the treasure of the Werewolf Clan (Eskimo)?" Huskiby exclaimed, "No, no, no, the treasure of the Canine (Basak) tribe." "And how do you know that the treasure belongs to you?" "Because our village has been burned by fire, and all the people in the village have died. Husky was the only child to survive, and Daddy said that the treasure of the Basakas was inherited by Husky. "Oh?" Evil Star remained skeptical.

"It's really Wang!" the canine boy hurriedly explained: "Husky is still young, and Daddy won't let Husky touch the treasure Wang." But Dad said that as soon as Husky grew up, he could go back to the treasure room, and those treasures would be at Husky's disposal! As long as you use your teleportation technique to send us over, Uncle Shatter, you will be able to see the treasure in no time!" "Hmph, unfortunately that's impossible. Starlight Dragon smiled contemptuously, "Unlike your mother and your Aunt Vivien, my (dragon's) teleportation technique can't rely only on memory to teleport. An anchor must be set up in that place in order to open a portal to go there. "Then we'll go find Mommy right now—uh, no," Husky was about to beg his mother Lianyin to teleport, when he shivered again and fell silent.

If he begged his mother to teleport, he would have to ask Uncle Evil Star to teach him swordsmanship. Suddenly taking the Starlight Dragon to visit the Basak treasure room is something that doesn't make sense, even if Husky has more ideas in his head, he can't justify it.

Once the matter of their learning swordsmanship is revealed, as soon as they are questioned by their mother, they will be touched again, and all the things they have been adventuring in that virtual game world these days will be revealed. Let mothers know about it, and the consequences can be very severe.

Seeing that Husky was silent, the star grinned and slapped Husky on the ass: "Stinky boy, lying is a bad habit!" "Husky really didn't lie!" The canine boy felt wronged, and shouted with tears in his eyes.

"And what do you use to prove that you once owned this treasure?" the dragon asked Husky viciously with another slap on the ass.

Whether the treasure is valuable or not doesn't matter to the evil star at this time. He just thought it was funny for Husky to tease the dishonest imp a little more.

"Whew!" the spanking wasn't really strong, but Husky subconsciously felt a lot of pain. He hurriedly shouted, "It's true, it's true!—by the way, Husky had actually sneaked into the treasure room once. I didn't bring out any valuable treasures, but I got a very interesting quill!" "Oh, a quill pen?" the more he listened, the more amused he became. The treasure room of the clan is not a good treasure, but a collection of dispensable knick-knacks such as quills - one can imagine what kind of garbage this treasure of the Basak tribe is made of.

"It's not just a quill, it's a magic quill Wang!" Husky described it vividly: "Its ink sac can absorb several liters of ink, and you never have to worry about writing without ink!" Shatter thought to himself. It's just a huge subspace hidden in the ink sac, and the ink is stored in it.

"Moreover, it can write on its own!" the canine boy continued: "As long as you hold it once, it will automatically write on the paper, and even turn the pages." Whatever you want, it can be turned into words and written in your notebook!" A fully automatic brain-controlled quill pen. Evil Star became more and more curious. Brain-controlled technology is not uncommon in this era, but its application has not yet become widespread, and even if someone makes a brain-controlled device, it can only perform some very simple tasks, such as making the weapon fire.

If Husky is telling the truth, then this fully automatic brain-controlled quill has actually condensed a very high degree of science and technology. It may even be a super-civilizational legacy that predates its time.

If I'm not mistaken, Husky's hometown should be in the deepest mountains of the snowy fields of Western Siberia?

No, you can't be sure that it's a lie. Ancient people have hidden various ruins all over the world, and there are too many of these ruins that modern people have not yet discovered. It is also possible that the Basaks discovered the ruins of an ancient man and stole the treasures inside. This explains the matter of the Basaka treasure.

"Well, you said you had this quill, but where is your pen?" Evil Star asked, "You must still have such a valuable treasure, right?" "Well, just keep it at home, in Husky's treasure box!" The canine boy wagged his tail, and this time there was finally something to prove his innocence. But when he thought about it, his face immediately turned pale again: "Oh, no! Husky's house has been blown up" Evil Star's face changed: "You kid is really lying." Actually, there are no Basak treasures at all, right?" "There really is a wow, really Wang!" The canine boy struggled innocently, hoping that Uncle Evil Star would stop spanking him: "What the hell is Husky going to do for Uncle Evil Star to believe Wang?!" "I have a way to whir." Xinghui Long laughed evilly, leaned over to the canine boy's face and sniffed: "I already remember your smell." If you make up your mind to find it, finding your bombed-out home is a breeze. Husky suddenly smiled hopefully, "And we might still be able to find the quill in the bleed-up rubble." "Correct solution. Evil Star took a piece of dragon scales from his body, hid it under his bed, and picked up an iron container from the bedside table next to him: "You know the rules, go in." "Go to Wang now?" Husky was a little surprised.

"Just go and get back quickly. The Starlight Dragon used a spell to make the canine boy smaller, and said nonchalantly, "I have already marked the outside of Arthur's dormitory with dragon scales, and it will only take ten minutes at most to get to your house from there." "In fact, if the Evil Star were to fly at full speed, it would only be ten minutes away from the entire territory of Great Britain.

"Okay then, Wang. Husky slipped into the container and watched as Uncle Evil closed the lid of the iron container.