What I didn't expect was that as soon as Wuyunyu saw the boss appear, his face was like seeing a ghost, and he yelled: "Impossible, how are you still alive, how is it possible!" ”

"Oh? Isn't it surprising that there is something you don't know about the lack of moon? The boss said, "Do it, send him away." ”

"Roar."

Suddenly, the cat Dacai, who was still in Sun Xiaopeng's arms, jumped out and instantly turned back into his body, a giant cat that had been exuding evil aura all the time.

It rushed up, without saying a word, opened its huge mouth, and directly bit half of Wuyunyu's body, and then bit hard, Wuyunyu was bitten off by the waist.

Only half of his body fell to the ground, blood spilled on the ground.

Dark clouds and rain just died?

And my dad and the others saw that the dark clouds and rain were so ugly, and their faces turned pale, especially my cousin, who vomited when he opened his mouth.

At this time, Mao Dacai spit out the upper half of Wuyunyu's body, the upper half of Wuyunyu's body looked cleaner, and his body was full of pale yellow liquid, and he didn't know if it was Mao Dacai's saliva, and before he died, he was full of disbelief.

The boss glanced at the person behind me and said, "Take it out and bury it, remember, deal with it cleanly, otherwise I'm afraid there will be trouble, and then if someone finds a few people who ask about the whereabouts of this dark cloud rain, just say that the dark cloud rain left tonight, and it is good that they haven't met after that." ”

"Otherwise, you'll get yourself in trouble." The Boss said.

I realized that this matter was not simple, so I went back and asked my dad and them to clean up the things here, and then I pulled the boss and a group of them out of the house and asked, "Boss, do you know him?" ”

"There have been some contacts before." The boss nodded slightly and said, "He is a person called the Missing Moon Organization, and he still has a relatively high status in the Missing Moon Organization. ”

"Missing a month? It's full of Yin people? I asked curiously.

"Yes." The boss said, asking a little strangely, "But why did he find you?" It stands to reason that you can't have any contradiction with the lack of a moon. ”

I told the story of the Sanqinghua Yang Gun in the mouth of the dark clouds and rain.

After hearing this, the boss was not alone, but even Sun Xiaopeng and Luo Fang beside him showed a look of surprise on their faces.

"Sanqinghua Yang Gun is in your dilapidated house?" Sun Xiaopeng asked incredulously.

"You've all heard of this?" I asked.

"When I was very young, I listened to the elders of Laoshan chanting all day long, saying that they wanted to find the Three Qing Twelve Weapons." Sun Xiaopeng said: "And the Sanqinghua Yang Gun is one of the twelve weapons of the Sanqing. ”

I opened my mouth and asked, "Listen to the name, it was left by Sanqing?" ”

", listen to me go on." Sun Xiaopeng continued: "According to legend, these three clear twelve weapons are in ancient times, I don't know when they came out, legend, these twelve magic weapons are extremely powerful, and later someone named these twelve magic weapons as three clear twelve weapons, and the three clear have a little bit to do with it, it seems to be higher and higher." ”

"Originally, half of the three Qing Dynasty and twelve weapons were in the hands of my Laoshan Mountain, and although the other were circulated, it was clear who they were in the hands of, but at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and these magic weapons were nowhere to be found, either stolen, or even if they were snatched by force by warlords and the like, they were used as vase decorations." Sun Xiaopeng sighed: "Even my Laoshan only has three pieces now. ”

As soon as I heard it, I was sick and made a fortune, and when I heard Sun Xiaopeng say it, what kind of Sanqinghua Yang Gun is definitely a good thing!

"Let's go, hurry up to my house and help find the baby." I took them and went inside.

They don't have the slightest intention of refusing, and they guess that even if I don't invite, they will look for it themselves, although we won't rob me of anything with our relationship, but this kind of legendary thing, you have to see it, right?

Then, we started a treasure hunt at my family's old house.

One night, after my dad buried the body of Wu Yunyu, they saw that we were looking for something, and they had heard Wu Yunyu mention the Sanqing Huayang Gun before, and then they began to look for it.

We are such a large group of people, and we directly turned the old house upside down, but we couldn't find the so-called Sanqinghua Yang Gun.

The next morning of the straight road, the sky was already dark, and we didn't find it, and our group, except for the cat Dacai, were all sitting in the hall, and I couldn't help but think, could it be that my grandfather was brought into the ground as a funeral object?

Thinking of this, I can't help but wonder if my father would beat me to death if I were going to dig up the grave of my ancestors.

My dad saw that he was tired all night, so he went to the kitchen to boil some porridge, and when we all sat down on the table to drink porridge, the cat Dacai, who didn't know where to run, suddenly dragged a black stick into the hall with his mouth.

We looked at the stick that the cat had dragged in.

I'm not mistaken, this stick was kept in the kitchen, right?

It does look like a gun, two meters long, black, rusty, like a burning stick, and when I was a child, I occasionally used this iron stick to play a game of playing Sun Dasheng with my friends in the village.

"Brother Mao, do you want to say, this is the Sanqing Yang Gun?" I asked, swallowing my saliva.

Cat Dacai nodded, but did not speak.

I'll go, what about the good baby? Sanqinghua Yang Gun, a name that sounds so awesome, how could it be such a rusty burning stick in front of you?

I walked up and picked up the burning stick, weighed it, and felt that it was slightly heavier than the average iron rod, but it was a bit nonsense to say that it was a treasure.

"Just try it, Luo Fang, try it with your dagger." The boss made a color at Luo Fang.

Luo Fang understood, stepped forward, took out his dagger, and slashed at the burning stick twice, but he didn't expect it to sound twice, and there was no crack in this burning stick.

"It's really unusual." Luo Fang frowned slightly and said, "My two daggers, not to say that they sharpen iron like mud, but to cut ordinary iron, they can't even scratch a trace." ”

"This should really be the Sanqinghua Yang Gun." The boss had a wry smile on his face: "These three clear and twelve weapons are all good treasures, I don't know who made him look like this, I guess I just don't want it to be too conspicuous." ”

"Originally, I wanted to find this thing, and I asked you to borrow it for a few years, but, ahem, Ah Xiu, you keep it and use it slowly." Sun Xiaopeng coughed dryly, he saw that my face was ugly, and said, "Don't show a bitter gourd face, this is a baby, baby!" ”

Damn, what about the guns? When I was a child, I could worship Zhao Yun, the heroes who made the gun, and after hearing about the prestige of the Sanqing Huayang gun, I also fantasized about practicing a good gun, and then a gun in hand, in the monster group, learn Zhao Yun to kill seven in and seven out, and the majesty is so powerful.

But now, what is a burning stick for?

Could it be that every time I encounter an evil spirit, I take out this stick and yell: Eat my old Zhang stick? R1148