But seeing that this wooden strip looks like the shape of a ruler, if it is a wooden strip, Wu Feng does not dare to confirm it, but it looks a little similar, this ruler-like thing, it is engraved with delicate patterns, and there are some astrological patterns; Looking at this ruler, Wu Feng suddenly thought of a kind of magic instrument that Master Qingfeng Dao Chang had told him, the name is - magic ruler, there are two kinds of wooden rulers and iron rulers, wooden rulers are mostly gold and red, there are scales on both sides, and there are auspicious pictures such as gourds carved with them; The iron ruler does not have scales and patterns. Use 56 Stacks to read 56 Stacks, completely ad-free! There is also a kind of ruler called the canopy ruler, which is shaped into four edges, and each side is engraved with the sun and moon, the twenty-eight constellations and other astrological patterns and the holy name of the marshal of the canopy, in order to show the power of the marshal of the canopy to ward off evil spirits, no matter what kind of ruler has the power to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits.

It's just that the ruler in the hand of the white-haired old monster in front of him is neither like an iron ruler, nor a wooden ruler, let alone a canopy ruler, and it looks a little nondescript, Wu Feng looked at it, and he was distracted, and he didn't say anything for a while.

"Young man, you've been watching the old man's baby for a long time, do you see any doorways?"

The white-haired old monster suddenly spoke, pulling Wu Feng back from his memories, he looked at the white-haired old monster, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said disdainfully: "A piece of broken wood, and it is still regarded as a treasure, what is so strange?" ”

"I think your kid is also a guy who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do anything, and your master must also be a warlock who only knows how to deceive, and what you say about the heir of Maoshan is simply an insult to the word Maoshan!" The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and he actually lost his temper.

As soon as he heard the white-haired old man say that his master was a swaggering warlock, Wu Feng's anger also increased, and he scolded: "Old monster, don't you want to slander my master's reputation, isn't that thing in your hand just a magic ruler?" It's like a burning stick, and he's still a baby! ”

"Haha......" Hearing Wu Feng say this, the white-haired old man was not only angry, but laughed happily, all the white hair on his body trembled, laughed, and said: "You kid still has some vision, and he actually knows this magic weapon in the old man's hand, but your kid is only half right, he is not just a magic ruler!" ”

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he was right when he said nonsense, and it was just a whim at that time, blurting it out.

The white-haired old man put away the so-called magic ruler, groped for a while from the white hair behind him, and took out another thing, shook it in front of Wu Feng's eyes, and made a "jingle bell" sound, and his voice was very crisp: "Young man, do you recognize this treasure, if you can guess correctly, the old man will release you!" ”

"Seriously!?" Wu Feng's body shook and blurted out. The two eyes were fixed on the thing in the white-haired old man's hand, and the light almost came out.

"The old man doesn't speak!" The white-haired old man said categorically.

"That's what you said? No repentance! Wu Feng asked urgently.

"No remorse! The old man does what he says! ”

The white-haired old man replied with a stern face, and it didn't look like he was lying. However, Wu Feng was still a little uneasy, so he said: "Who knows if what you said is true or false, what if I guess correctly and you don't admit it?" Anyway, I'm in your hands now, and there's no one else to testify. ”