Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Iron Rooster Drops Slag
Qu Nan and the fat monkey stared at Ling Bucai with bright eyes, and the black cat also quietly walked in, hiding behind Qu Nan, and poked his head out to look at Ling Bucai.
Ling Bucai turned and turned under the bed, and the dust in the room was big and flying around. "Ahh He sneezed heavily, rubbed his nose, and finally found a tattered cardboard box from under the bed.
After rummaging through a pile of stinky socks, rotten leather boots, sheepskin leggings, used bath towels and other things for a long time, Ling Bucai took out a small mirror from the bottom of the box and cheered: "Hey, I've finally found you!" ”
Sure enough, it is a "good thing" at the bottom of the box.
As early as when he turned over the smoke and dust, Qu Nan had already taken a few steps back and covered his mouth and nose, and when he heard that the old man had found it, he hurriedly took two steps forward to see.
The fat monkey was much more active than him, and he rushed forward to take the mirror in his hand early.
It's a very ordinary glass mirror. It's like the little mirror in all girls' kun bags.
The mirror was half the size of a palm, covered with thick dust, and there were a few greasy finger prints—those were Ling Bucai's handprints just now.
The fat monkey was disappointed after just one glance: "This thing is spread for two yuan a piece, Master, you will use it to fool us?" He casually threw the small mirror to Qu Nan.
Qu Nan took the mirror, took out a paper towel and carefully wiped off the dust and grease on it, and the small mirror returned to its original appearance - it was still an ordinary mirror.
Ling Bucai smiled: "Don't underestimate this mirror, as long as you face the ghosts with the mirror, their attacks will be bounced back, and the idle ghosts can't hurt you!" ”
Qu Nan: "...... Master, can you make this thing look like a lighter? I'm a big man with a small mirror on me all day long, it's too ugly! ”
Ling Bucai smiled: "If you don't look good, you can give it to the fat monkey, he definitely doesn't like it." ”
Fat Monkey: "I don't like it, but you have to give me another one, this one is a match." He reached for the mirror in Qu Nan's hand.
Qu Nan shrank his hand and put the mirror in his pocket: "I thought it was ugly, but I didn't say I didn't want to." Master, what else? ”
The two of them looked at Ling Bucai like begging puppies, and even the black cat didn't care about the danger of getting out of the soup pot, and the big eyes blinked, and there was a flattering smile on the cat's face.
Ling Bucai waved his hand like a fly: "Go!" Go! How can there be so many! First of all, what have you learned recently? ”
"What's the catch?" Seeing that the old man was ready to run out of hair, the fat monkey opened the refrigerator door by himself, took out a bunch of messy things to eat and beckoned to the black cat: "Come, black robe, eat something." When I opened my eyes, I was brought here by Brother Nan, and I didn't even bother to eat early. ”
Speaking of harvest, Qu Nan thought of a person.
He briefly told Ling Bucai about the two encounters with Hongji, mixed with the description of the fat monkey adding oil and vinegar:
"Master, you don't know, that girl is arrogant!"
"She said that the Lingtong Gate is just like that, and said that we are small doors! I was going to kill Mrs. Liu and the black robe indiscriminately, but fortunately, I was saved by Brother Nan and me......"
The fat monkey blinked his little eyes innocently: "Master, isn't our Spirit Pupil Sect a very scummy and rubbish sect in the rivers and lakes?" A little girl who comes out casually looks down on us! But also, as far as Brother Nan and I are concerned, we don't have any high-level magic weapons in our hands, and it's normal for people to look down on our Spirit Pupil Gate! She also said that only famous teachers produce high-level apprentices, and a small country sect like Lingtongmen can only produce scum like us......"
The fat monkey gushed endlessly, and Ling Bucai's face became more and more ugly. Qu Nan was a little unimpressed—this fat guy said that Hongzhen was too unbearable.
He was about to interject when the fat monkey winked at him.
Qu Nan understood.
Although he understood the meaning of the fat monkey, and at the same time was very uninterested in the cold chick of Hongji, Qu Nan's person did not disdain to pour sewage on the head of other girls like this, so he simply took a few steps back and concentrated on studying a stain on the wall.
"......" The old man's eyes narrowed dangerously as the fat monkey cried with tears: "It seems that the Spirit Pupil Clan has been dormant for too long, so long that everyone has forgotten about us...... Needless to say," Ling Bucai instructed the fat monkey with a gloomy face: "You go and remove the refrigerator first." ”
Qu Nan came back to his senses: "What are you moving the refrigerator for?" ”
"Less nonsense, let you move, you move! ――What kind of offensive weapon do you want? Ling Bucai asked Qu Nan with a dead face.
It seems that there is a play! The iron rooster is rusty, maybe you can scrape it and drop some iron slag!
Qu Nan's mind turned nervously: "I want the desert. Eagle! The kind that can hold spiritual bullets! ”
The fat monkey was even more excited: "I want AK47, the kind of infinite spiritual power bullet!" ”
Qu Nan Khan, it seems that the fat monkey has also read the book of infinite terror.
Ling Bucai raised his hand and gave the fat monkey a burst: "What else do you want?!" Do you think it's in the main god space or the United States? Where did you put the gun? Tell you, fruit knife, watermelon knife or kitchen knife are as you choose! Nothing else! ”
The main god space ...... It seems that this old guy has also seen infinite horror.
The fat monkey screamed: "Master, I'll take a kitchen knife to fight the ghosts, and I won't fall into the majesty of our Spirit Pupil Gate!" ”
The refrigerator was moved, Ling Bucai clapped his hands, and reached out to press the wall behind the refrigerator: "It's okay, you are not a disciple of the spirit pupil, you are just a peripheral miscellaneous person, and you can't represent the image of the spirit pupil." It's Nanzi who has spiritual eyes on his body......" His voice softened: "Nanzi, come and pick it and see which one suits you." ”
As Ling Bucai's hand pressed against the wall behind the refrigerator, the wall buzzed and shook, gradually turning into a translucent glass-like shape, Qu Nan's eyes widened in surprise and froze......
This old guy has a lot of hidden goods!
A frenzied scraping ......
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Good weather, good air, good road conditions, good car conditions, good mood...... What a good word!
Qu Nan hummed a song on the steering wheel, the fat monkey sat in the passenger seat, his face was full of joy, Ling Bucai leaned on the back seat of the car and closed his eyes to recuperate, the black cat leaned affectionately beside him, pillowed his head on his lap, and the cat's eyes were also beaming.
Two Flower Demons...... Uh, the two flower demons have bitter faces, looking bitter and hateful.
Qu Nan and the fat monkey looked at each other and smiled from time to time, and both of them were full of joy that they couldn't hide.
Qu Nan secretly rejoiced in his heart: Sure enough, the crying child has milk to eat. was so jealous of the fat monkey crying, Ling Bucai actually exposed his secret warehouse, and let himself and the fat monkey pick several treasures.
Even the black cat was stained with light, and there was a protective jade pendant hanging around its neck, not to mention, Ling Bucai also installed four slender hooks with cold light on the tips of the four claws of its right paw, saying that it was called a silent hook.