Dao fellow initiates

The gun is a peerless gun, and he can tell when he touches it. Although Yang Mu has not seen many guns, he can tell the difference between good and bad.

It's just a pity that this long spear is already covered with rust spots, and it will not live up to its former glory.

Snapped!
Yang Mu couldn't help reaching out to hold the barrel of the gun, carefully wanting to take it in his hand and look at it carefully.

The barrel of the gun is round and cool, as if no one has used it for a long time.

"Huh?" Yang Mu let out a soft murmur, unexpectedly he didn't pick up the long spear, and couldn't help bending his arms slightly, exerting some strength.

As a result, the spear remained motionless, as if it had grown here, taking root on the ground.

He didn't believe in evil, so he squatted with his legs slightly, and when he couldn't do one hand, he used both hands, pouring out all the strength in his body, using Lu Zhishen's aura of pulling weeping willows upside down.

After a while of holding his breath and lifting his strength, Yang Mu's face flushed red, the veins on his neck bulged, and he almost poured all his strength into his hands, using his feet as a support point.

But after all, he didn't move the spear at all, not even a slight wobble.

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Yang Mu, who had exhausted all his strength, resolutely gave up. Compared with not getting the orb above his head, his pity for this long spear was much worse.

They clapped their hands symbolically, wanting to pat off the rust on their palms, but when they spread their hands, Yang Mu was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the palm of my hand was clean, and there was no trace of dirt. I sniffed it close to the nose, and there was not even a trace of rust.

"Is it caused by the strangeness here? No..."

Yang Mu stretched out his hand to rub against the gun body again and again, except for the faintly visible veins, there was no other uncomfortable feeling, and when he got closer, he didn't smell any other peculiar smell.

Obfuscation?
Yang Mu's heart trembled, and he remembered the strange things he encountered outside the cave, even the demon king could figure it out, let alone paint the spear.It's so easy!

"Good guy, I was almost cheated again. Don't let me meet you. If I can't beat you to death, I have to unload your two boring covers."

Xuan Yu, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly sneezed for no reason, and an extremely mysterious thought reached his heart, causing him to tremble all over.

"Who...who is scolding me!"

Just when he looked back, he saw the voices of six paths chasing after him, and there were bursts of abuse from his mouth, how ugly it was, how ugly it was.

Xuan Yu suddenly realized that it turned out to be a few saboteurs!
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Yang Mu felt resentful and resentful in his heart, and when he thought that the spear had been hoodwinked, he couldn't help but become active again.

I saw him circling around the spear, knocking on the ground from time to time, turning over the table and cushions, or groping on the wall. The operation was as fierce as a dog. Two quarters of an hour later, the real him burst into tears.

"Your sister, what the hell is this? How come there is no projection stone? Am I not being tricked? No way!"

Cough cough... stop, I didn't really think about it, I really hoped to be played by someone, it was purely angry at that sinister man who didn't play cards according to common sense.

Yang Mu groped for the barrel of the spear again, this time from top to bottom, and from bottom to top again, but he only touched the barrel of the gun, he didn't dare to touch the tip of the gun casually, in case he accidentally touched the sharp edge , hurt yourself, that would be unbeautiful.

After all, what he sees now is only a phantom shrouded in the original body.

From the tactile feedback from his fingertips, Yang Mu could feel the dense and complex lines on the gun shaft, coiled on the surface of the gun body, which can greatly increase the friction between the hand and the gun body, making it difficult to let go.

As for whether the pattern on the gun is beautiful and domineering, he can't figure it out. Although the scale of the pattern is not shallow, it is very easy to hold in the palm of the hand. The net may be some kind of strange rune, or the shape of a monster, maybe it is a koi, a snake, a bird, or something like that!
Curious in his heart, coupled with his desire for gun-like weapons, Yang Mu tried several times in a row, but found that he still couldn't shake the long gun, and couldn't help feeling discouraged.

Coincidentally, at this time, the noise of Ji Wuba and Rhubarb finally reached his ears.

"Come on, come on, hit him on the head if you have the ability. If you don't hit Master Dog, you will be looked down upon!"

"Hmph, you want to play tricks in front of this great god, you silly dog ​​is still young, don't you just want to provoke me to make a move, and then sue me at the boss, what a trick."

The big yellow eyes rolled around, pretending not to hear: "Ah, bah, I knew you wouldn't dare to hit me, you deserved to come out of an egg, you are a coward, a softie."

"Damn~ dog, what are you talking about..." Ji Wuba was instantly irritated, and his calmness beforehand was no longer there.

You can scold me, talk about me, or even hit me, but you can't mock my birth.

Seeing that the two enemies were about to wrestle again, Yang Mu hurried forward to stop them.

"Enough is enough, stop the meeting, isn't it over? Come here and let me think about how to take this thing out."

Yang Mu really had nothing to do, so he had to find a way to distract the two of them, so as to please them for a while.

The two enemies were angry in their hearts, and they ignored each other, each looked at the long spear, thinking that they must discover the mystery before the other, and take the lead.

Looking at these two guys, Yang Mu was very helpless.

Rhubarb is stingy, can't afford to play, but is very loyal, obeys my words, but looks down on everyone except me, especially Wuba, who is also a zodiac animal, a typical dog leg.

Wuba is smarter than Rhubarb and has his own ideas, but the two seem to be born enemies, and are often irritated by each other, always giving him a kind of wisdom in his hands, but he is not deep in the city, his personality can only be regarded as The above is more calm.

Fortunately, both of them are very obedient to their own words, and they are a little bit noisy, but it is not so difficult to discipline.

Thinking about it, Yang Mu's thoughts drifted to nowhere.

Not long after, a soft drink sounded in his ear, waking him up.

"Boss, boss?"

His pupils gradually focused, but there were still many phantoms in front of his eyes. Obviously, the sequelae of the concussion did not recover so quickly, and he was still an existence that everyone would shout mentally retarded when seeing him.

Yang Mu rubbed his eyebrows wearily, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rhubarb rushed in front of Ji Wuba and said: "Boss, I found out that this spear is so heavy that I can't even lift it!"

???

What do you want to say?
I have long discovered that the bottom of this spear is either locked by an organic lock, or the weight of the spear itself is very unbearable, so I can't pick it up, you are repeating it here!

Considering that these words came from Da Huang's mouth, he was not surprised at all.

At this time, Ji Wuba followed the words: "However, it's not impossible. For the boss, it's a piece of cake!"