Chapter 8: The Girl Warrior Sets Out for Battle
May 18, it is suitable to travel, marry, and have children.
Marrying and having children requires long-term consideration, and travel is important for now.
I heard that the brothers and sisters of the Wuzhi family are going out of the town to eliminate demons today, and most of the townspeople of Lingqiu Town have come to see off the brothers and sisters of the Wuzhi family. The shocking degree of the scene is comparable to the time when there was no support on Wuzhi Lake more than ten years ago.
The townspeople hugged me and huddled, and they all stretched their necks and waited to see the outstanding demeanor of the handsome man and beautiful girl without branches.
From time to time, there were different degrees of cheating conversations in the crowd:
Hey, where are my shoes? Why is there only one of my shoes left? Who saw my shoes? Tian Erniu, what are you doing stepping on my shoes!
It's not hard to hear that this is an unfortunate townsman who has been trampled on his shoes.
Hey, what are you looking at?
Look at you!
Not really!
Just look...
This is just because you look at you more in the crowd and there is no bloodshed in the brawl, it seems that the people who look at each other are Uncle Zhou's fellow villagers.
Wang Haisheng, look at the little widow again, your skin is itchy!
Syllable.
The Haisheng brothers covered half of their faces and said nothing.
This is the love triangle that Haisheng's brother Osmanthus sister-in-law and the widow of the Lin family have to say.
At this time, it is early in the morning, and the sun is shining. There is no branch, and the huge martial arts training ground is crowded with people.
On the high platform of the martial arts training ground, several old men from the Wuzhi Zhiji and Wuzhi clans were facing a small team that was about to go out, and the second team was instructing something.
Wuzhi Zhizhi's eyes were deep, and he looked at his children with pity.
Now, they are all grown up and can shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting their families, defending the country and protecting the human race. At the moment, I was very relieved that I finally lived up to the spirit of the ancestors in the sky.
Wuzhi called to the extreme, Yue'er, Chen'er came to Daddy.
Wuzhiyue Wuzhichen walked to his father according to his words, only to see that his father was carrying a bulging snakeskin bag on his back, and those who did not know were likely to mistakenly think that the largest tannery in Jiangnan had closed down, Huang He led his sister-in-law to run, and all the leather bags were folded, so the patriarch of Wuzhi's family listened to it and blindly swept a bag of goods.
I saw that my father reached into the snakeskin bag with his backhand and pulled it out, this posture was really distorted. So much so that I took out the most of my support for a long time, and there were fine beads of sweat on my head, but nothing was pulled out in vain.
Wu Zhiyue was very painful to watch, and said softly: Dad, you better take it down.
Wuzhi was in need of a step down at this moment, and when he heard that the donkey quickly gave up the designed chic action by taking advantage of the slope, he spread the snakeskin bag on the ground, and the grandfather squatted on the ground and stared at the snakeskin bag intently.
The mouth of the bag was mysteriously opened, and the first thing that caught my eye was a tattered cowhide bag, and I don't know how many years of history, dirty and greasy, and there was even a small hole in one place.
No support to the extreme: Yue'er, this bag is called Qiankun bag, which is specially used for storage.
There is another thing in the bag, called "the sky in the bag", there is everything, inexhaustible. Your mother has put a lot of pastries and snacks in it, as well as other items, for you to use on the road, you can take them.
Wu Zhiyue took the cowhide bag, thinking that this tattered thing was really so amazing. Whatever, give it to me, I'll take it, and stuff it in the package behind me.
He dug out again and pulled out a bundle of rope.
There is no support to the extreme: This is an ancient artifact tying dragon rope, you can take it well.
Today's weather is very good, windy and sunny, and the temperature is neither cold nor hot. Shi Maokeng was sweating profusely, and carefully moved a few steps back, Wu Zhiyue was very puzzled.
The two artifacts were sent out, and they were still digging out without support, and at this rate, I am afraid that they will be reimbursed in the morning.
Finally, he took out the last thing and stood up, and the three of them got rid of the indecent image of squatting on the ground and digging around.
Wuzhi Zhiji held a bow in his hand, the bow was dark and shimmered with dazzling black light in the sunlight.
No branch to the extreme: this bow is called Xuanyuan bow, the bowstring legend is a black dragon's back tendons, black dragons and even cold things, tough and abnormal, so the string is not afraid of ice and fire, not afraid of swords and guns.
Yue'er, you take it.
Wu Zhiyue suddenly smiled, and said repeatedly: Thank you, Dad.
The weather did seem to be a little hot, otherwise why was Shi Maokeng sweating profusely and took a few steps back.
Where are the arrows, and why are there only bows and no arrows?
Wu Zhiyue asked incomprehensibly.
This bow uses light as an arrow, and Yue'er can slowly comprehend the mystery.
Wuzhi replied calmly.
Oh, it means that if you want to shoot arrows, you have to catch up with the good weather, but when the weather is good, whether you can shoot it depends on fate, and it is really a metaphysics.
But it's better than nothing, and Wu Zhiyue immediately carried it behind him.
There is no support to the extreme: Sending you a thousand miles must be said goodbye in the end, Yue'er Chen'er and your senior brother will go on the road.
Everyone is waiting for this sentence. The elder brother and the second senior brother were in high spirits at the moment when they heard the amnesty.
I only listened to the Wuzhi Yue Dao: Take care of your father and mother, and go to Yue'er.
Jiaojiao, Shi Maokeng.
Hearing Yue'er call himself, Shi Maokeng immediately stepped forward and asked in a low voice: What happened to Yue'er?
Wu Zhiyue felt a lot of headaches, this foodie Shi Maokeng, who didn't remember to eat, didn't he discuss it with the senior brother yesterday, the senior brother walked with the sword, she rode the dragon and flew freely without a squeak, leaving a chic and cool back picture for the townspeople of Lingqiu.
Unexpectedly, this Shi Maokeng forgot about it after sleeping all night, so he had to remind it in a whisper and transform.
Shi Maokeng remembered his glorious mission, and shouted in a milky voice: Face the wind....
Stuck in the moment, what's the next sentence?
Wuzhiyue felt that her head hurt even more, and reminded in a low voice: Wuzhihu Shimaokeng Beast evolved into a dragon beast.
That's right, the Wuzhihu Shimaokeng Beast evolved into a Jiaolongmon.
As soon as the words fell, the heavens and the earth changed color.
In a trance, I could only hear a loud bang in the air, and the townspeople who watched the excitement felt deafening and covered their ears one after another.
Seeing the sudden golden light in front of him, the dazzling light stabbed the people who almost wanted to lose their sight, and covered their eyes one after another, only to feel that even the eyes of aluminum alloy were going to be blinded at this moment.
I hate myself for not being a spider in heaven and earth, I have a few more hands, hands and feet, and I can cover whatever I want.
When the light is a little weaker, take a closer look, and you can still find Shi Maokeng's figure.
A majestic golden dragon hovers in the air, the dragon chant resounded through the sky, the body of the dragon is more than a few zhang long, a pair of dragon eyes like a gong, the dragon scales are the size of a dustpan, the five fingers and claws are clearly visible, the dragon has its own surging dragon buff, it is really majestic.
The townspeople of Lingqiu had only seen Shi Maokeng, who had been beaten to the extreme by no support, and who had seen this eight-sided majestic golden dragon, and they all knelt down with words in their mouths.
Brother Haisheng was especially excited, and shouted: That's Shi Mao Keng, Shi Mao Keng, who carries me dozens of times a year.
suddenly revealed his highest record of suicide by jumping into the lake in the year.
Syllable.
On the other side, his face was slapped by Sister-in-law Osmanthus and he was silent.
Wuzhiyue is very happy with the results. The heart of this pit daddy's Shi Maokeng still has two brushes.
Immediately, he silently recited a wind-resisting mantra, and his body had left the ground and flew into the air as if riding the wind.
Shi Maokeng's huge dragon body jumped in front of him in an instant, and Wu Zhiyue made a 180-degree somersault in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he was already firmly sitting on the dragon, and he really did it in one go without half a flaw.