The fox bald seemed to have something to worry about, to do the final test, glanced around, to see what could be used, but there was nothing else around except the sludge on the ground, in desperation, the fox bald grabbed a small piece of sludge on the ground, pinched and pinched, and finally pinched into a round mud ball, hesitated for a long time, and finally threw it into the bowl, the mud ball turned around in the bowl, and finally forbade not to move, nothing abnormal happened, the fox bald looked at the last long sigh of relief, as if he put down a thousand pounds of boulder, and comforted himself: It's okay, it's okay, just now the thick man just took out dozens of eggplants of the same size from his arms, what's all the fuss, it's okay, it's okay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He comforted himself like this, and faintly felt that he couldn't justify himself, but the lack of change in front of him could still prove for himself that he was actually worrying about nothing.

However, just after this thought, the fox bald found that there was a change in the porcelain bowl, and the small mud balls became two at some point, and the fox bald was a little surprised, rubbing his eyes, as if he didn't believe it, but how could he be dazzled in this sunny weather, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, opened them again, and looked again, yes, there were still two mud balls in the porcelain bowl.

The fox bald suddenly sat on the ground with his head down, as if he had been drained of all his energy, and said, "It's over." ”

When he saw the fox bald sitting on the ground dejectedly, and even the porcelain bowl fell into the mud, he didn't know why the lord became so lost, and he knelt down in the mud and shouted, "Lord, what's wrong with you?"

The fox bald's face turned pale, and he slowly shook his head, "Do you know what this thing is?"

The rough man wanted to blurt out that it was a bowl, but looking at the fox's expression, I am afraid that this is not an ordinary bowl, shook his head, the fox bald listened, smiled bitterly, and said, "What did Qi Bo say when he handed it over to you?"

The rough man scratched his head and thought for a while, as if he was recalling, as if these trivial words were difficult to remember, and slowly said while thinking: "Qi Bo instructed at that time that if the Lord was short of money, throw the money into this bowl, and this bowl would give birth to a piece of the same money. ”

The fox bald listened silently, and when the rough man finished speaking and didn't say any more, the fox bald asked again, "What else did Qi Bo say?"

"Say?" The rough man seemed to have something difficult to say, but under the fox's persecuted gaze, he still said truthfully: "Still, he said that he could not be discovered by the Lord." ”

The fox bald smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, I really don't know if you are harming me or loving me." ”

The rough man had doubts and was difficult to solve, looking at the fox's very sad face, he endured it, but he still couldn't help it, and finally asked, "What...... What's the matter? Lord, this ......"

The fox shook his head vigorously, then suddenly straightened up again, and asked, "Didn't Qi Bo tell you what this is?"

Rough shook his head.

The fox bald asked again: "Then do you know what my fox clan's holy weapon is?"

It was only at this time that the rough man's face changed sharply, and he blurted out, "Liulizhan." Suddenly realizing something, he pointed to the porcelain bowl in the deep mud and said, "This ...... The bowl wouldn't be, wouldn't be. ”

The fox bald smiled bitterly and nodded.

This porcelain bowl turned out to be the sacred glass bowl of our clan.

The rough man suddenly had his heart in his throat, and he couldn't believe it, but he didn't dare not believe it.

What has he been doing these days, holding the holy vessel, either in his bosom or pinned to his waist, not using it to make silver, or raw potatoes, raw eggplants, what he is doing.

There is nothing more serious than ruining the holy weapon like this, you must know that the holy weapon is more noble to them than the ancestors, not only on the head, but also prostrate at its feet, to always be respectful, not to blaspheme in the slightest.

But how could this be? Qi Bo was so old and confused that he secretly took out the holy weapon, and kept it silent, so that he could hold it in his arms, and he was not afraid that he would fall and commit a heinous crime.

The rough man wanted to cry without tears, seeing the holy glass cup sinking deep in the mud, he hurriedly got up and grabbed it, but maybe it was at this time that he knew the identity of the porcelain bowl, and he had scruples in his heart, and he didn't dare to use his strength when he grabbed it for fear of damage, but he didn't expect to bend over like this, when he leaned forward, his feet slipped and fell into the mud, and his head was exactly hitting the porcelain bowl, and with the force of this pressure, the porcelain bowl actually sank into the mud, and disappeared in a flash.

It was a wave of unevenness, and even the fox bald was in a hurry, and he bent down to look for the mud, the mud was not deep, and the porcelain bowl was not deep, but maybe it was because he was too anxious, and he was busy, and the two were in a hurry, but they could no longer find the porcelain bowl.

This time, the fox bald was really panicked, losing the holy weapon in the clan was not a joke, it was to become a sinner for the ages.

The two of them were like crazy in the surrounding mud and gouging, some of the thick hands and faces were already full of mud, and the fox's bald body was also covered with mud, and I don't know how long it took to plane, and the place under the body was actually dug a big hole, finally, in a corner, found a bright color, they slowly wiped off the surrounding mud, sure enough, it was the porcelain bowl, fortunately intact, both of them shouted excitedly.

The rough man carefully picked up the porcelain bowl, wiped the mud inside, carefully checked it several times, and after making sure that there was no damage, he carefully handed it to the fox bald, but the fox bald did not catch it, and said: "Since you have always held it, it is better for you to keep it." ”

The rough man was very embarrassed, as if he knew the true identity of the porcelain bowl, but he didn't dare to take it, he retreated with the bowl, the fox looked at him, and suddenly shouted: "Do you think I have a pocket? ”

Only then did the rough man wake up, so he had to put the bowl into his arms.

The fox stared at the thick man, watched him respectfully put the porcelain bowl into his arms, relieved, and said, "No matter what, the holy weapon is not damaged, and our sins are a little less." ”

Standing up, stretching his limbs, at this time the sun has risen high, a little stuffy, the fox bald looked down and saw that the mud pit just dug up was exactly the same size as its body, anyway, his body was already dirty, so it was no hindrance to get a little mud, walked into the mud pit, lay down on his back, the mud pit just put down its body, the sludge was crowded around, lying in it was cool and silky, it felt very good, the fox bald lay quietly in it.