Hearing Lin Ran's voice, Lin Yingwu looked in the direction of his finger. found that Lin Ran was staring at a wooden box, and even wanted to get it.

Lin Yingwu took the box in front of Lin Ran first, and took a closer look at the style of the box.

After all, there were thirty or forty weapons in the entire room, and it was impossible for him to remember what each of them was.

After looking at the box repeatedly, he took it in his hand and knocked it gently, and after hearing nothing unusual in his hand, Lin Yingwu asked Lin Ran to stand far away, afraid that there was a hidden weapon inside.

As soon as he heard that there might be a hidden weapon, he didn't need Lin Yingwu to remind him at all, Lin Ran ran out of the door as soon as he slipped through the smoke, and looked at Lin Yingwu on the door frame.

Glancing at Lin Ran's position, Lin Yingwu shook his head, and then focused all his attention on the three-foot-square wooden box.

"I'm going to open it!" Lin Yingwu took a deep breath and quickly opened the wooden box.

Lin Ran unconsciously held his breath when he was lying on his stomach and watching at the door, for fear that something would happen.

When the lid was fully opened, Lin Yingwu frowned as he looked at the contents and beckoned to Lin Ran.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ran asked as he walked.

Lin Yingwu didn't speak, but directly turned the box in a different direction and showed the contents to Lin Ran.

"What is this? Nunchucks? Lin Ran looked down at the wooden box in his grandfather's hand and found that it contained a few short sticks, which immediately made him a little confused.

Lin Yingwu was very disappointed when he saw Lin Ran's lack of knowledge, "You know the nunchuck, don't you see that there are three pieces in it?" Is this called a three-section stick? As he spoke, Lin Yingwu took out a stick from the box.

However, things were not as he imagined, the three sticks were not connected, but each section could be taken out and used separately.

Especially when Lin Yingwu took out the last section, he found that it turned out to be a gun head.

The composition of the three things turned out to be a standard spear, and the difference between the three sticks he said was 108,000 miles.

Lin Ran looked at the spear that appeared in his grandfather's hand, Lin Yingwu also looked at him, and the grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Fortunately, Lin Ran quickly reacted and immediately opened the topic.

"Grandpa, which senior's weapon is this? It's so cool, it can be used as a stick and as a gun. ”

Lin Yingwu coughed, realizing that he didn't recognize this weapon.

It wasn't the first time he'd been to this room, he'd been here about a dozen times, but each time he seemed to have ignored the wooden box, so he didn't know how to introduce the weapon now.

"This one. You see he looks like a stick and a gun, so he has a very loud name, which is ....... ”

Lin Yingwu suddenly stopped when he said this, his mind was racing rapidly, and he wanted to come up with a name that matched this weapon.

Lin Ran saw that Lin Yingwu didn't say his name for a long time, and kept looking at himself, guessing that he wanted him to guess the name of the gun.

So Lin Ran looked at the spear in his grandfather's hand, and found that the pointed part of the spear head was red, and then called out a name very confidently.

"It's called the fire spear. Right. ”

"Are you the third prince of Nezha? Return the fire spear! Lin Yingwu snorted coldly and looked at the spear in his hand.

But when I think about it, I feel that there is nothing wrong with calling it this name.

After all, the third prince of Nezha is also a dragon slaying warrior, and he is still the kind of ruthless person who peels his skin and cramps.

After thinking about it, Lin Yingwu decided to fool Lin Ran to think of the name himself. And he quietly remembered some details of this weapon, and prepared to go back to check the information.

Looking at Lin Ran's curious look, Lin Yingwu handed the gun in his hand to Lin Ran's hand: "If you like it, try it first, and I'll talk about the name later." ”

Lin Ran happily took the spear and danced in his hand.

But due to the limited space, Lin Ran could only try the feel roughly, and did not play any tricks.

However, after trying it, Lin Ran found that the material of this gun looked like some kind of metal. But it is very soft to use, and you can't feel that the barrel is made of metal splicing.

The most important point is that Lin Ran feels that this gun fits him very well, both in terms of feel and weight, which are very in line with his standards.

When Lin Ran was about to hand the spear back to Lin Yingwu, he found that the place where the spear was red was near the blood trough, thinking that it should be a trace left by the blood of some kind of creature.

Being able to leave blood marks on this special metal and keep it for so long, Lin Ran couldn't think of any other reason except for the first or second generation.

"Grandpa, that's it." Lin Ran gently stroked the body of the gun, feeling the special lines on it, and felt a little in love.

Lin Yingwu didn't have any opinion when he saw that Lin Ran liked this gun so much.

After all, he came to choose a weapon for Lin Ran this time, and since he made a choice, Lin Yingwu naturally agreed.

Handing over the empty box in his hand to Lin Ran, Lin Yingwu pointed to the spear in Lin Ran's hand and said, "Since you have chosen this gun, then the name is up to you." It doesn't matter if it's called the Flame Spear or another name. I have only one request, and that is that you can't bury it in its former glory. ”

"Don't worry, grandpa, I will definitely become the strongest dragon slayer in the world." Lin Ran replied very confidently.

It's not okay if you don't have confidence, after all, Lin Ran is still burdened with the task of the system, asking him to become the strongest dragon slayer.

For Lin Ran's bold words, Lin Yingwu sounded so familiar.

I think that he was also in this place back then, took the weapon handed over by his father, and said almost the same words as Lin Ran.

But at the end of the day, he had never killed a few dragons in his life, let alone a dragon king.

It is estimated that until he dies, he will not have the opportunity to see such a terrifying creature.

With a sigh, Lin Yingwu ended his memories and set his eyes on his grandson.

After all, the son is not angry. Except that it will make some money, the rest is useless.

Lin Yingwu can only pin his hopes on Lin Ran now.

"Well, the weapon has also been received. It's time for us to go back. It's time to buy Quan's breakfast back, and we'll talk about the rest later. ”

Lin Yingwu saw that Lin Ran had put the spear back into the wooden box, so he urged Lin Ran to go back quickly, because he was already so hungry that he was dying.

Walking out of the armory, Lin Yingwu locked the door and took Lin Ran around the ancestral hall and returned to the house they lived in yesterday from the path.

When the grandfather and grandson returned to the hall where they had dined before, they found that Zhou Quan had already bought breakfast and placed it all neatly on the table, waiting for the grandfather and grandson to enjoy it.

Looking at the table full of food, Lin Ran, who had only eaten half full just now, immediately changed back to the appearance of a starving ghost, and began to wreak havoc.

"Are you a pig? It's so delicious! ”

As soon as Lin Yingwu sat down and picked up his chopsticks, he found that the bowl of braised noodles in Lin Ran's hand had already gone halfway.

Hearing Lin Yingwu's questioning, Lin Ran didn't raise his head, and replied vaguely: "I! Number! Sheep! Boom. ”