"Where does it come from to be self-sufficient!" Guan Mu Hammer looked at the cold soup on the table, as if helpless, and said: "The yellow sand is everywhere, where can I grow something!"

"What then?"

"Buying and selling, trading with the world!"

"How do you trade?"

"Refined silver, broken iron, holy goods. However, these are all the Great Elder's affairs!" Guan Mu Hammer said indifferently: "Because the passage out of the Golden City is on the Great Elder's side, these are all Great Elders in charge!"

"Grandpa, it seems that it is not easy for you to be the city lord!" Jiao Yang'er said with a bitter face: "Can I return the goods and not take over as the city lord?"

"I'm sorry, it's late, how can the city chief's life be child's play!" Guan Muhammer glared at Jiao Yang'er, and then tempted: "You don't want the treasure in the warehouse of the Golden City?"

"Hehe, I still want it!" Jiao Yang'er smiled and said, "Grandpa, can you go to the warehouse to take a look, and take care of your eyes first?"

"Do you really want to take a look?" said the wooden hammer's face was a little strange. Jiao Yang'er, who was obsessed with money, didn't pay attention, still nodding excitedly.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" said the wooden hammer stood up.

The inner city of the Golden City, northwest corner. In the middle of the ruins, a mound of earth has been cut in half, and there is a rusty subway door on the section.

"There it is!" looked in the direction of the iron gate, pouting, and did not mean to step forward.

"It's not a good thing, is there a baby!" Jiao Yang'er looked suspiciously at the door with only an iron chain hanging from it.

"There must be a baby, and the savings of many generations are all in it!"

Hearing this, Jiao Yang'er walked to the iron door with great interest and grabbed the iron chain. Then, a silver snake wrapped around Jiao Yang'er's arm and swept through his body. Jiao Yang'er was shocked and flew a few feet away, his face was charred and his hair was unkempt.

"Grandpa, how can you pit me!" Jiao Yang'er's mouth spat black smoke, looking at the wooden hammer with resentment on his face.

"Why did I cheat you, you just said it yourself!" Guan Mu Hammer looked at Jiao Yang'er, and said with some schadenfreude: "I didn't let you touch it!"

"Then how can you open this iron door?" Jiao Yang'er admitted.

"Which door doesn't have a key!" Guan Mu Hammer took out a pitch-black token from his bosom, held it in his hand, and said, "However, this door is special and needs two!"

"Then there's another handful!"

"At the Great Elder's!"

"Why is it the Great Elder again!" Guan Mu Hammer was calm, and said, "Grandpa is weak, there is no way." You didn't see the other five elders, they all wore the same pants as the Great Elder!"

"So what to do?"

"The easiest way is to dance the Heart Hammer and become a real hammer master!"

"And what about the most difficult way?"

"Grab the handle of the Great Elder and use it for you!" Guan Mu Hammer's eyes rolled, he glanced around, and said softly: "Grandson, the Great Elder has always had a grudge against his fate, and he is not so obedient!"

"I know there is a problem, why don't you do it yourself!" Jiao Yang'er stared at the pipe wooden hammer, unhappy.

"First, there is only suspicion, no evidence, and second, I was raised by the Great Elder!" Guan Muhammer's face was complicated.

"I thought that there would be no strife in the isolated Golden City, but it turned out to be the same!" Jiao Yang'er suddenly felt a little sad and said, "This is to make me a wicked person!"

"First, where there are people, there will be strife, and second, I don't want you to be a wicked person, but I want you to help them pull back from the precipice!" Guan Mu Hammer looked serious and warned: "If you become a wicked person, don't want to be the master of the hammer in this life, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Jiao Yang'er looked at the wooden hammer and retorted solemnly: "There is no dispute in the mountains!"

"I won't fight with you, let's go back!" Guan Mu's mood became a little heavy, and he lowered his head and replied.

"I'm going out of the Golden City!" Jiao Yang'er followed behind the wooden hammer, and his mood fluctuated greatly.

"The succession ceremony of the city lord is over!"

"When?"

"Tomorrow!" the wooden hammer rose into the air, leaving an afterimage.

"Okay!" Jiao Yang'er didn't chase after him. Wandering around the Golden City alone, I carefully understood the customs of the Golden City.

The next day, the Golden City was still as calm as usual. Jiao Yang'er, who got up early in the morning and was preparing to succeed the city lord, was a little confused.

"Grandpa, when will it start?" Jiao Yang'er finally found the wooden hammer. However, the tube hammer was talking to a group of painters, completely ignoring Jiao Yang'er's inquiry.

"My grandson is here, just right, sit down!" After instructing the painter's pipe and wooden hammer, he pulled Jiao Yang'er to sit on a chair opposite, and said, "Don't move, these are all famous painters in the Golden City." ”

"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

"Portrait, out of the list, show the whole city!"

The portrait begins, and Jiao Yang'er sits obediently. However, as soon as this moment of tranquility entered the play, it was broken by a commotion, it was the arrival of the Great Elders, and a group of guards carrying carved iron chairs.

"Wooden hammer, are you ready?"

"Almost!" the wooden hammer looked up in response, and continued to gesture at the portraits. After a while, Guan Muhammer chose one of the many portraits, walked up to Jiao Yang'er, and said, "How is it, does it look like it?"

"Like, yes, the charm is on display!" the elders all came over, looked at the portrait, stroked their beards, and nodded.

"Hehe, you think it's good to look like it!" Jiao Yang'er glanced helplessly at the portrait that he didn't know himself, a little embarrassed.

"Then get ready to go!" the wooden hammer pressed Jiao Yang'er onto the carved iron chair.

The gong and iron drum opened the way, and the elders followed in two rows, and then the new Golden City Lord who was carried by sixteen people, Jiao Yang'er. The group marched out of the City Lord's Mansion and paraded around the city.

"The lord of Jiaocheng patrols the city, and everyone is watching!" This is the only sound that can be heard during the interval of gongs and drums.

Jiao Yang'er didn't realize the joy of imagination, her face was red to the base of her neck, and she wanted to cry and said to herself without tears: "Where is this the ceremony of succeeding the city lord, it is clearly a parade on the street!"

"I endure, I endure, I endure!" All the way down, Jiao Yang'er kept comforting herself, and finally returned to the City Lord's Mansion.

"It's over?" Jiao Yang'er looked at the wooden hammer, his face a little dark.

"Post this, it's over!" Guan Mu Hammer shook the pile of papers in his hand in front of Jiao Yang'er.

"Paste it, paste it!" Jiao Yang'er glanced at the portrait of himself on the paperwork, but he also felt strange.

After tossing all morning, Jiao Yang'er finally succeeded to the position of the city lord of the Golden City. However, there was only one thing that the City Lord Jiao Da was worried about, leaving the Golden City.

"I can get out!" Jiao Yang'er pulled the wooden hammer aside.

"You are the city lord, you have the final say!"

"You're grandpa, you have the final say!"

"Okay, I'm fine, there's the problem!" pointed the hand of the wooden hammer in the direction of the Great Elder and stabbed.

"Grandpa, can you give me that silver ticket!" Jiao Yang'er pondered for a moment and discussed with the wooden hammer.

"There are no doors!"

"I am the lord of the city, I order you to hand it over!"

"I'm the city lord's grandfather!" Guan Mu Hammer blew his beard and glared, turning around to escape.

"Grandpa, restrain the horse from the precipice!" Jiao Yang'er glanced at the Great Elder, and made a bitter promise to the wooden hammer: "Next time I come back, the silver ticket will be returned." It also promises to make the lives of the people of Golden City to a higher level!"

"Let me think about it!" Guan Mu Hammer looked extremely distressed, took out the silver medal, and clenched it tightly.

"Grandpa, I will keep my promise!" Jiao Yang'er snatched the silver ticket and stopped the wandering of the wooden hammer.

The confident Jiao Yang'er tidied up his clothes and walked in the direction of the Great Elder. Coming to the side of the Great Elder, Jiao Yang'er smiled and said, "Great Elder, can you take a step to speak!"

The Great Elder nodded and made a gesture.

The two found a secluded place. The Great Elder was the first to speak, showing his loyalty, and said, "The city lord has something, but it doesn't hurt to say it, the old man will do his best!"

"The Great Elder has a heart, then I'll say it directly!" Jiao Yang'er didn't pretentious, and went straight to Huanglong, and said, "Great Elder, I want to leave the Golden City temporarily, and I have to take a batch of weapons with me!"

"City Lord, isn't this inappropriate!"