My brother is so stable

Ao Yi snorted: "Go to my house, don't think about abducting third brother to your house!"

Bian Zhuang said with a sneer: "Isn't it, my family has more atmosphere, right, third brother?"

Lingzhuzi smiled innocently beside her.

three?younger brother?

Li Changshou stood on the somewhat dark street in Fengdu City, the entire paper figurine was swallowed by black threads, and the restraint was almost in chaos.

This……

What about Nezha's story?

Is it necessary to compete with the dragon clan for friendship, and to stage the "peak confrontation" with Ao Yi when he was not yet a fairy?

Forget it, whatever, think about early retirement or something, get out early.

Shaking his head, Li Changshou turned around and drifted away with a look of lovelessness on his face.

……

I know I know

As the day was getting late, the sturdy woodcutter was carrying a large bundle of firewood, with two wild game and an iron ax pinned to his waist, walking wearily to the river, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Why, there is an extra wooden bridge?"

The woodcutter chuckled, "It can save two steps."

After saying that, he stepped on the wooden bridge with cheerful steps, and unconsciously, the iron ax on his waist slipped down suddenly.

Boom!

"Hey, the ancestral ax of the Sa family!"

The woodcutter shouted anxiously, put down the firewood, and was about to strip his clothes and jump down immediately.

Right now!

A layer of golden light suddenly appeared in the river water, and the handsome male god in elegant robes slowly leaned out half of his body, his left hand brewed golden light, and his right hand shone with silver light.

"Stupid mortal~ I am the local river god~

Do you want the golden ax in my left hand, the silver ax in my right hand, or this wooden ax that you inherited from your ancestors. "

The woodman froze for a moment, looked at the gold axe and the silver axe, and his Adam's apple shook up and down.

"I want my ancestral..."

"Hehe," Heshen squinted and smiled, and the three axes in his hands suddenly disappeared, "I suddenly changed my mind, this is your new ax~"

A white light flashed and landed firmly in the woodcutter's hand. The woodcutter took a closer look, but saw that there were many axes in his hand...

A rotten long log, with a palm-sized stone piece tied with a straw rope.

Whoa!

The woodcutter threw the stone ax in his hand, and plunged into the river.

"River God, your grandma is such a leg, I will fight with you! Give me back my ancestral ax!"

"Ahahaha~ After all, we are not evil gods~"

So the narration sounded the river god and the woodcutter, and a happy and happy life began.

[ps: Mosquito Taoist illustrations are online at [-]:[-] p.m. in the Easter Egg chapter, and the hard-working artist lady has edited several editions~]

Chapter 5 "Backing Up" 【Ticket Request】

"Brother, when did you come back? Why didn't you call me?"

In the alchemy room of Little Qiongfeng, Ling'e turned into a wisp of green smoke and flew out from the corner, before she recovered her real body, she shouted with joy.

Li Changshou, who was sitting in front of the alchemy stove, thinking about whether to make a spiritual treasure alchemy stove, couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, and said strangely:

"Can you recognize at a glance that this is the main body?"

Ling'e blinked, with a little anxiety in her eyes, with her hands behind her back, her little finger raised slightly, and asked in a low voice:

"Hmm...can't you see it?"

"It's not this..."

Li Changshou rubbed his chin and pondered a few times.

At this time, he used the idea of ​​​​anti-routine, arranged some paper Taoists around, and put the main body upright, and disguised it as the main body of the paper Taoist.

If he is attacked by the enemy, his body can be instantly transformed into a broken paper man, or he can hide his body in the ashes of the burned paper man.

Although Boss Tu and Master Ta hadn't returned after just coming back for a few days at this time, they would be more safe if they were more prepared.

The air here is the prehistoric air!

Li Changshou asked: "Ling'e, how did you recognize it?"

"This one……"

Ling'e blinked.

Can this be said?

This is to say my own skills and methods, so won't it be impossible to distinguish the paper Taoist from the body of the senior brother in the future?

Then in the future, if I want to implement some radical emotional sublimation plans, what should I do if I find the wrong body?

"Feel it, a general feeling."

"Maybe it's because we are too familiar with each other." Li Changshou took a serious sniff and shook his head with a smile. "Forget it, it's a good thing that you can recognize them, and you won't be easily fooled."

After finishing speaking, he continued to bow his head and think about new plans.

Ling'e soft catkin patted her chest, and slowly approached beside her.

She was wearing a skirt from light pink to light white, with a soft light emitting from her smooth and fair neck, and her pretty face, which became more delicate and lively with the improvement of her cultivation level, seemed to be able to squeeze water out of it.

Ling'e hesitated for a while, then plucked up the courage to ask in a low voice: "Brother, there is something... can I discuss it with you."

Li Changshou smiled and said, "That's enough, why don't we discuss it?"