Little Furball's idea was more practical, "How tall is the house they live in?" I remember that the Fatian trolls are usually more than twice as strong as ordinary people. Troll-Bishma smiled awkwardly, "That's right, they're only a little stronger than us on weekdays, and they usually take Blood Demon Drink to improve their skills when they're in battle." ”

Gai Lao called the troll-Bishma (slave) to him, and then said to everyone: "We will only tell you about the demon clan today, and you can listen to it as a story." Next, I will demonstrate to you the unique fist clamming ceremony of the demon clan with the troll - Bishma (slave). Speaking of this, Gai Laosan looked for the opinion of the troll-Bishma (slave) with his eyes, only to see the other party nod his head heavily.

At this time, Gai Laosan and the troll-Bishma (slave) retreated five or six steps back, with a solemn face, Deng Dengden took a few steps forward, and then gathered one step together, each of them swung their right fists, and the two fists hit each other together, three times in a row, and each side took a step forward to the right, and collided with each other three times with their left shoulders, and finally the two sides ended with a bear hug.

After a ceremonial performance, all the schoolchildren present could feel the obsession with the power of the blood from the troll clan. You can also imagine how much the dwarf Terrans would suffer when they fought the trolls on the battlefield.

The little furball was also very excited to see it, but it was more concerned about where the treasure snatched by the Fu King ended up, and when this question was thrown out by it, Gai Laosan was also a little blind.

Bowing his head and pondering for a moment, he hesitated and said, "I heard that I was taken to his grave." The troll-bishma (slave) also nodded yes, "The news from the other tribes also says so, the trolls have never forgotten that magic weapon, and they want to retrieve it, but they can't determine the location of King Fu's tomb, so they have never tasted their wishes." ”

When Gai Laosan heard this, he became interested, and asked the troll-Bishma (slave), "When you were in the demon clan, you might have heard rumors that there were ghost soldiers passing by in Xiangyin Mountain?" ”

Troll-Bishma (slave) nodded, "I heard that it should be true." In fact, your Xiangyin Village is Xiangyin South Village, and there is also a village in the northern foot of the mountain pass, which is Xiangyin North Village, and there was originally a village at the intersection of the north, south and east foothills of Xiangyin Mountain.

One year, there was a strong wind in the mountains, blowing the passing merchants, there was nowhere to hide, I wanted to hide there for a while, but what I didn't expect was that after entering the village, the village was empty. There were also merchants who heard the sound of ghosts crying in the wind, and some even said that they saw ghost soldiers, and since then it has been rumored that those villagers have been brought to that world with King Fu. So from then on, when there was a strong wind in the mountains, everyone would stay away from there, and hide as far away as possible. lest you encounter ghost soldiers and take you away again. ”

"That's right, it looks like the rumors on both sides of us are more consistent." Gai Laosan continued: "I heard that the tomb of King Fu is in the valley to the north of Xiangyin Middle Village, but many local forces around it, as well as later trolls and Liaodu, have sent people to look for it," Speaking of this, Gai Laosan shook his head and sighed, "It's very different from the rumors, there is no valley in Xiangyin Middle Village to the north except for the mountains." No one has ever found the tomb of King Fu. ”

The troll-bishma (slave) shook his head, "We have a rumor that someone has seen the ghost soldiers of the Tang Dynasty in the wind, and there is a faint road to the north from the wind, but most of the merchants are missing, and the only person left is still crazy, and the person has fallen to the demon clan, and every time he meets someone, he will tell about that terrible experience." Gai Laosan asked suspiciously: "Some of you demons believe this?" ”

Troll-Bishma (slave) shrugged, "Then who knows, I heard that because of this rumor, it seems that you Liao have also sent people to investigate, right?" Gai Laosan smiled awkwardly, "It seems that it's not just Liaohe trolls, isn't it also that Hou Tang has also sent demon beast teams all over the mountains to find it?" Hey, most of them ended up being unresolved. ”

Speaking of this, Gai Laosan announced: "Okay, this class is over, let's go back and rest." Oh! By the way, at night, Daoist Sun will teach you the languages of the human race and the beast race. As soon as they heard this, the schoolchildren began to talk about it, "This is almost the end of the lamp, and we still have to learn." ”

Sun Daoling walked over unhurriedly and said, "You shemales are mixed, except for the little hairball, the king of the southern foothills, and the eagle predecessors, who of you are left who can speak the languages of the two races?" In case there is a change in this mountain, it will delay the big thing. Especially you demon beasts," Speaking of this, Sun Liar changed to the beast language and said directly to this group of demon beasts: "Especially you, who hide in the mountains on weekdays, are the easiest to hear the conversations of people who enter the mountains, if you understand the language of the human race, if something happens, it is possible to eliminate a catastrophe invisibly." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Maoqiu looked at the three kraits, stuck out his tongue, and said, "If you could understand the language of the human race, you could have informed the snake patriarch first, maybe the disaster of exterminating the race could be avoided." ”

When the second brother of the snake heard this, his eyes turned red again, he looked at the snake brother and sister beside him, gritted his fangs, and said: "No problem, don't talk about the human race, even the demon race has any other languages we have to learn, and no one will want to bully us anymore when the time comes!" "Hmm!" The little furball also nodded heavily. (But I thought in my heart, anyway, I will go to bed at night if I will go to bed of these two tribes!) ）

The friends returned to the cave and looked at the food that had been arranged, and their stomachs were gurgling. Not to mention, this Wu's mother's craftsmanship is really good, and the amount of this meal is indeed not deducted, until the meat and vegetables are full. And the troll-Bishma (slave) sat alone in a corner, looking at the basket on the back of Hu Qiuqiu outside the cave, and his eyes had been staring at the basket since he entered the Tiansuan Academy, knowing that it was his new master.

Little Maoqiu sat down next to the troll-Bishma (slave) with the food, and started talking, Hu Qiuqiu also stretched his neck and leaned over, which made the troll-Bishma (slave) very happy, because he found that Hu Qiuqiu had always been wary of him, and whenever he wanted to get closer, Hu Qiuqiu would make a "hmm" intimidating sound, but he didn't expect it to come over today.

The troll-bishma (slave) doesn't dare to pick up the baby directly, but it's good to see it clearly. Seeing that he wanted to hug but didn't dare to move, Xiao Maoqiu took the baby out of the basket and handed it to the troll-Bishma (slave), so that he could hug it too, but Hu Qiuqiu was really a little unhappy, and his mouth began to make a threatening sound again, and the fierce color in his eyes became heavier and heavier, which meant, "Hmph! Watch out for me killing you! ”

At this time, Xiao Maoqiu's small fist smashed into Hu Qiuqiu's big mouth, and then pulled Hu Qiuqiu over and scolded: "You Hu Qiuqiu, is this your child?" What's wrong with letting him hug? Call again, be careful, I don't want you. After all, Hu Qiuqiu was not enlightened, looking at the terrifying appearance of the little furball's stern intimidation, it seemed that he could also understand that he might have done something that made his mother unhappy, pouting his mouth, tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, looking at the baby held by the troll-Bishma (slave), wanting to rush up and being forced by the obscenity of the little furball, looking very pitiful.

At this moment, Widow Sun's voice sounded outside the cave, "Hu Qiuqiu has come to eat." Hearing the shout, the baby in the arms of the troll-Bishma (slave) seemed to think that he was calling him, and he cried loudly, which frightened the troll-Bishma (slave) and quickly put the baby back into the basket of Hu Qiuqiu, and smirked, "I'm scared to death!" The little furball watched Hu Qiuqiu run out to eat happily, and turned back to the troll Bishma (slave) and said, "Come to dinner, anyway, you will live here in the future, and there are many chances to see this little guy." ”

Since then, the troll-Bishma (slave) has been following Hu Qiuqiu every day, at first Hu Qiuqiu also bit it, but after coming and going but getting acquainted, in the end, the widow Sun is also for the convenience of work, for the troll Bishma (slave) also made a basket for him to carry behind him, this time he and Hu Qiuqiu are in and out of pairs, eating and working, together every day, one basket for the baby, the other can put the cut grass

After eating, Xiao Maoqi was just about to skip class and sneak out to watch the sunset and sleep soundly, but as soon as he stepped out of the door of the cowshed, he was blocked by the house finch. The house finch looked at the little furball with a hippie smile and asked softly, "Little fox fairy, where are you going?" Do you need a ride, or should I take you? ”

As soon as the little furball saw that this dead finch looked low, he knew that this guy must be a weasel who gave the chicken a New Year's greeting. Push it away, "Stay and go." It's not the time when you announced your personal vendetta, go and go, and disappear in front of me. ”

But this time the finch is unusually good at talking, no matter how the little furball squeezes, it is not able to fight back the scolding and not fight back, the little furball asked and asked, only to understand, it turned out that this finch wanted to ask for some special spiritual liquid.

This is also a reminder of the little furball, yes! That's a good thing, maybe it can also help me improve my skills and advance to Jindan! But then the little furball threw this unrealistic idea out of the clouds. However, it is a good option to blackmail this dead bird.

The little hairball stretched out his little hand and said, "Okay, for the sake of our friendship, I'll help you this time, first take 10,000 lower grade spirit stones, and I'll help you think about it." ”

When the golden-eyed black feather eagle heard this, he immediately exploded, glared and shouted, "You are blackmailing!" The little furball didn't show weakness, "So what?" That's what I learned from you. Don't forget that you saved me once, and you had to blackmail me for hundreds of spars, and finally threw me into the quagmire to give me a 9.9% discount on a VIP card, did you forget? The little furball's spit almost sprayed the house finch in the face.

As soon as the golden-eyed black feather eagle heard it mention this stubble, it immediately wilted. Lowering his head, he explained, "Am I just kidding you?" You are a generation of spirit foxes, there are a lot of big foxes, let me go this time. ”

Hearing such shameless words, the little furball goosebumps fell to the ground, and quickly waved his hand and said, "You stop." That thing last time, okay, you take a few low-grade spirit stones first, and I'll try it, but you also tell the dumb tiger, it's best not to get too hopeful, that thing is very dirty, I can't guarantee that you will absorb it will have any impact on your cultivation in the future. ”