"Oops, it's burning me!"

The fat Taoist priest screamed miserably, full of energy, emitting black smoke, and finally opened his mouth like a fountain, spewing out a column of water before extinguishing all the flames on his body.

But at this time, he turned into a teenager in his teens, his body was burned black, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Unscathed?"

Lu Chuan blinked in disbelief, except for the flames that made him a little embarrassed, his palm didn't cause any damage.

"The head of the Qishi Mansion is right, you wait for the master. ”

The young man gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Chuan, and with a "whoosh" sound, he turned into a ray of water that broke through the roof of his house and disappeared into the sky.

"I'm not old, but my tone is not small. ”

While Lu Chuan was laughing angrily, his right hand quickly picked up his left wrist, and with a throw, a hole in the roof of the golden light followed.

While!

Soon after, a golden light fell through the hole in the roof and fell to the ground.

Lu Chuan walked over and looked at the hole in the roof, and then looked down at the golden light, with a strange color in his eyes.

"Oops!"

The moaning in the golden light was endless, and when it dispersed, I saw a palm-sized turtle lying on its back, with a gold ring around its neck, and rolling its eyes in a daze.

It is said to be strange because of the strange texture on the shell behind it.

"Ahh

Lu Chuan curiously tugged at its little tail and lifted it upside down, and when the turtle opened its eyes and saw him, it screamed strangely, then stuck out its tongue and rolled its eyes, and its four claws and head hung down weakly, as if dead.

"Will you still play dead?"

Lu Chuan was speechless, but he didn't pay attention to it, he was still interested in the texture behind it.

He only saw a corner just now, and he felt a little mysterious, so he wanted to see one.

In fact, this little turtle is indeed a little extraordinary, so he can get out of his hands, and after eating his palm, he is still unscathed, but his Taoism is a little lower.

Lu Chuan twisted his tail slightly, flipped it over, and looked at the shell behind the little turtle.

"Gossip?"

The next moment, Lu Chuan's pupils shrank, and he saw that behind the little turtle, there was a gossip map.

Moreover, this picture is different from the general gossip map, and Lu Chuan feels mysterious and unpredictable at a glance, as if it contains a mysterious power.

"What kind of gossip is this, and what is the origin of this little turtle?"

Lu Chuan was surprised, looking at the little turtle with four paws and head hanging weakly, sticking out his tongue and rolling his eyes, pretending to be dead for him, he couldn't understand it.

"Hey, are you dead?"

Lu Chuan said deliberately, focusing on the little turtle, carrying its tail and shaking.

During this time, the little turtle did not react at all, and with the strength of his shaking, it was dangled around, and it was really like dead.

The Qiankun trap was around its neck, and in the process of shaking, it collided with the turtle shell, and sparks burst out, making a 'clang' sound of gold and iron.

Lu Chuan's eyes flashed, and he heard that this turtle shell was so unreasonably hard, could it be because of this gossip map?

He had seen a lot of the past in the library of the East China Sea.

He remembered two stories related to turtles, one was the Yellow Emperor's minister Cangjie made characters, and it is said that the first few words were carried on the back of a turtle.

The turtle also gained merit because of the writing that carried the human race, and later attained enlightenment and worshiped under the Tianzun sect, which is said to be the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother of the current sect.

As for the other legend, it dates back to the Fuxi period, which is much more remarkable.

Legend has it that the first saint of the human race, Fuxi, was inspired by the river map carried by the dragon horse and the Luo book carried by the big turtle to create the gossip.

"Isn't it ......"

Lu Chuan looked at the little turtle, and it was hard not to think of it when he gossiped about it.

"Is it really dead?"

Lu Chuan muttered and carried the little turtle to the outside of the courtyard.

"Chongming!"

Lu Chuan shouted to the sky: "It's time to eat." ”

When the little turtle heard this, a mung bean opened a slit alertly, glanced at it smartly, and continued to close its eyes after not feeling the danger.

"My lord, what are you doing with a turtle?

Wei Shang passed by the door, and saw Lu Chuan standing at the door with a little turtle, and couldn't help but say with a strange expression.

"The Taoist chief had already left after he had eaten his fill, and when he left, he gave a souvenir to the house. ”

Lu Chuan said with a smile: "This mansion can do anything, but I don't know how to raise turtles......"

"Wow!"

As he was talking, there was a clear birdsong in the sky, and a colorful bird spread its wings and flew down.

"You damn little bastard, you really want to feed the birds!"

Hearing the birdsong, the dead little turtle was excited, and instantly 'resurrected', looking at the bird of prey falling from the sky, he was so frightened that he struggled violently and scolded.

But a turtle is carried upside down, and even if it struggles, it can only make it look more funny.

"Ah, a talking turtle?"

Wei Shang looked surprised, widened his eyes and looked at the little turtle in surprise.

"Look at your uncle. ”

The little turtle was shocked and angry at this time, very irritable, and when he saw Wei Shang coming over, he directly swung out his forelimbs the size of ordinary people's fingers like a fist.

"Be careful!"

Lu Chuan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly reminded him, but it was too late.

How much strength can a small turtle with the size of a palm have?

Wei Shang thought the same way.

So, he was hit in the face by the little turtle with the forelimbs the thickness of ordinary people's fingers, screamed, and flew upside down.

A turtle that can also punch?

Lu Chuan's face was strange.

Ding! Ding!

At this time, seeing the general of the Chongming Bird, the little turtle desperately wanted to be a turtle with a shrunken head, but all four limbs entered the turtle shell smoothly.

Only its neck is still covered with a Qiankun ring, which is stuck, and its head just can't be retracted, desperately trying to shrink, and the Qiankun ring collides with the turtle shell behind it to make a 'ding' and 'ding' sound.

"Will you still play dead?"

Lu Chuan smiled and groaned: "Now that this mansion meets your wishes, let's say, how can you thank this mansion?"

"I thank you, big head, little bastard, and get rid of that bird. ”

The little turtle yelled, "Otherwise, something will happen to me, and you will be out of luck." ”

The bird landed in the courtyard and looked this way.

"Oh, why?" Lu Chuan smiled.

"I am different from ordinary turtles, I am a natural turtle, I can tell good fortune and help people avoid evil. ”

The little turtle shouted: "If you kill me, you will be punished by God, and in the future, you will be riddled with bad luck every day, and you will have no good luck in your life...... Oops!"

As he spoke, Lu Chuan directly slammed it to the ground with a black face.

"This little king owes too much and his paws are too black. ”

Lu Chuan had a dark face, looked at Wei Shang who slowly stood up from the courtyard and said, "Expose it to the sun for three days, will this mansion dare to be so horizontal?"

Wei Shang's face was half swollen at this time, baring his teeth and grinning, and there was a small turtle paw print.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Wei Shang said fiercely, his eyes were not good.

"Don't don't, two big brothers, don't we have anything to say, why do you want to do it......"

The little turtle was anxious, and said with a smile: "Right?"