Cave World, the compound of the retired.

"Hey, why did you come back so quickly?"

The one-armed old man watched with surprise and joy as Da Bai came back and walked into the courtyard, with an old man who was not much younger than himself.

"I was lucky enough to come across the theatrical performance they said, and I just passed with two rolls." Dabai said triumphantly.

For a while, the old men in the compound came out one after another.

Originally, they all thought that the other party was likely to not be able to pass this hurdle, and the previous send-off and gifts should be regarded as funeral companions, which can be regarded as gifts from the other party who have accompanied them over the years.

I didn't expect this stupid and cute looking white dog to have such good luck?

Zhang San was secretly frightened, every old man here, although his strength was not there, but the momentum revealed on his body faintly showed that they were all once extraordinary powerhouses.

Unlike the three people in the lounge, he could easily see through everyone here, their bodies had been tempered for thousands of years, and there was a residual aura of fading strength.

It seems that Dabai is right, the people here have indeed come back from that hell.

Then someone noticed him.

The old man with a broken leg looked him up and down, and said in a gloomy tone: "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Zhang San, and I am also a selector." Zhang San replied honestly, although he felt that he was not young, but in front of these old men, he only felt like a child.

"Hmph, you can come back, it's all stained with the white light of our family, you have to remember, don't play any tricks, as long as you move your crooked heart, we can feel it." The old man with a broken leg tapped.

Zhang San's heart was awe-inspiring, although he believed that he could kill all the old men here with one palm, but his instinct told him that before that, these old guys had countless ways to make him die miserably first.

So he nodded: "Da Bai and I are old friends many years ago, of course there will be no crooked intentions." ”

"I hope you say what you say and do, or you'll regret stepping into this yard." The old man with a broken leg banged.

Zhang San was silent.

It is clear that he was once again treated like a dog by a man...... It was like that before, and it still is.

However, he understood that these old men did not know how many cruel experiences they had had, and perhaps betrayal and calculation had become commonplace for them.

Before they died, they must have wanted to spend a few years in peace, so they didn't trust anyone except this stupid dog who could see through the bottom at a glance.

There is a saying on the earth that the longer you live, the more you like dogs, which is just right for this group of old men.

"Okay, now that Dabai is back, let's have a banquet and teach it many years of experience by the way." The one-armed old man said.

At this time, the old man with a broken leg immediately followed: "Dabai, it's not that we didn't teach you before, but it's the first time to appear, if you behave old, you may lose some great opportunities, such as some great powers are more tolerant of novices......"

When Zhang San heard this, he sneered in his heart, it was nothing more than being too lazy to do useless work.

No matter how powerful they were before, they were in their last years at this time, and like themselves, they were sure that Dabai would not survive the first round, and of course they would not waste their only leisure time teaching it.

After all, he has lived for more than a hundred years, and he knows best how hard it is to teach a person to become a talent, especially when he is stupid.

Da Bai looked ignorant, and he didn't know what they were talking about.

Fan Bei, who is hiding in the Tengu space, should be the only one who knows the truth about the whole thing.

He passed the good guy system and knew that Lang Sheng was in the stands, and Da Bai could simply pass, otherwise it would lose the first round, and then the second round of death fighting.

With its kind of nature, it would be too difficult to survive in a death fight.

It's just that the appearance of Lang Sheng turned this competitive performance into a peaceful performance.

After watching the whole process, he completely understood that this group of old men was by no means good, and at this time he had the same mind as that warrior.

These old men, when they are dying, are still instinctively calculating.

It's just that they don't know the background of Dabai, but it's not just a matter of good luck.

Now it seems that the person closest to the powerful is Lang Sheng, who has the least potential at the beginning, and this is the chance.

At this time, a group of old men were already busy, some of them were selling ingredients, and some were selling wine......

In less than two hours, a large table of banquets appeared in the courtyard, and the protagonist was Da Bai, and Zhang San, a warrior, was once again reduced to a handyman serving tea and pouring water next to him.

wanted to sit at the table, in the eyes of the old men, he was not qualified, because he was not a guest, but an idle man who was rescued by Dabai.

After three rounds of drinking, the old men finally began to babble about their experiences.

This time, they didn't care about Zhang San's audit.

"I went through a lot of life-and-death struggles, until I met a very kind old woman, who asked me for a hand, saying that my hand played the piano very well, and she wanted to take it back to her granddaughter to be a home piano teacher......" said the one-armed old man.

"Although I can grow another one, I never grow again, because I know that as long as I am missing this arm, I will not really die, because when I die, although my arm will not die with me, it will definitely lose the spirit of playing the piano, it will cry, it will mourn, and it will never be able to play the happy piano again."

The one-armed old man showed off his experience, and his face was very bright.

"It's really the same as the hero's experience, the two legs I lost are similar to you, a thousand-limbed sage, saying that he still has two legs, so he took it from my body, so I have also lived to this day." The old man with a broken leg compared.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if I'm missing one arm, if you have two legs, your daughter-in-law won't be found, right?" The one-armed old man scoffed.

The old man with a broken leg had nothing to say but bowed his head and drank.

At this time, the other old men came up to praise one after another.

"Awesome, you two are really lucky."

"That's right, it's much better than what we fear every day."

"Yes, just like me, I have been a dog, a pig, I am beaten and scolded every day, I am afraid, I am afraid that I will not be able to see any power, I want to commit suicide several times, and it is not easy to survive until I retire."

The old man with a broken leg looked much better.

Fan Bei and Zhang San were embarrassed to hear it.

It is truly a filthy world, contorting people into animals and tools.

They will also be proud of it, and give away their flesh and blood, not only not to feel sorrow, but also to be happy.

Da Bai was shivering, throwing aside the delicious bones and roast chicken, and he looked at his four legs, feeling that he was reluctant to give any of them.

Although the three-legged dog can walk the same, and the two-legged dog has also heard of it, they are all miserable, and they can't find their owners, so they can only be wild dogs.

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