Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

"No need, I don't plan to open a massage parlor." Tang San rolled his eyes at Mo Xie, "Oli, what's the third question?"

"The third question is, how old was Tang San when he jumped off the ghost? Was he an old bachelor?"

Tang San looked at the blue-skinned monster in front of him speechlessly. For the first time, he felt that he really wanted to kill someone. He was so cheap that he just wanted to rub salt into his wounds.

"Write down the answer first!" Tang San looked at the weirdo in front of him and sighed helplessly.

Mo Xie used another child's graffiti trick and quickly wrote the answer. After putting down the pen, he said to Tang San: "Then please start your performance!"

"29 years old, an old bachelor!" Tang San gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Xie and said.

Mo Xie pretended to be in disbelief, widened his eyes, picked up the words he had just written on the paper and looked at it, "How is it possible that you actually said it? Are you really Tang San's descendant?" people."

Tang San gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and glared at the blue-skinned pot god in front of him, saying word by word: "Yes, I am Tang San's descendant. Can I pay homage to my ancestors now?"

Mo Xie forced himself not to make a sound. It was a good thing that Tang Hao was not here. If Tang Hao was here, seeing Tang San wanting to be his ancestor, I wonder if he would be killed with a hammer.

"Of course you can, but before that you have to kowtow to this god three times." Mo Xie touched his chin and looked at Tang San, whose eyes were about to burst into flames, "After all, I have guarded Tang San's tomb for so many years. Even if there is no merit, there is still hard work. After all, I am also your ancestor, and it is not too much to accept three ringings from you."

Thinking of Ya Shen who was killed by his bone-penetrating nail just now, Tang San felt that the Pot God in front of him was not much better. He couldn't help but thought to himself: Damn bastard, after I find the body of that impostor, Your death date.

Tang San closed his eyes and suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, slowly opened his eyes and said, "Okay, I don't know if you, ancestor, can bear it!"

As he spoke, Tang San knelt down and kowtowed to Mo Xie three times. The sound of the first sound covered up the previous one, and Tang San's face became more and more gloomy as he kowtowed.

Looking at Tang San with a dark face, Mo Xie turned his head in embarrassment and thought to himself: Mistress, don't blame me. If your future self says I won't kill you, you will completely cut off your path to becoming a god. There will be many more to come. What’s disgusting about you!

"The ancestors have also kowtowed on their heads. Can you take me to the tombs of my ancestors now?" Tang San said with blood on his forehead as he looked at Mo Xie.

"Oh~ why are you so stupid, kid!" Mo Xie looked at Tang San who had a bruise on his forehead, "Look at your blood flowing to the ground."

"Don't worry, Ancestor. I'm fine. Please take me to the tomb, Ancestor." Tang San looked at Mo Xie in front of him with a straight face. It was too late to please him now. He was very vindictive.

Mo Xie looked at Tang San who felt good about himself and said: "Boy, how can you pollute this land with the filthy blood shed on your body? It's a pity that a good land has been polluted by you. I don't know how long it will take." It will take hundreds of years to be purified.”

Tang San suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground. It turned out that this was his own fault.

"Can you take me with you now?" Tang San tore off a piece of fabric from his clothes and wrapped it around the wound on his forehead.

"Yeah! The source of pollution has disappeared, you come with me." Mo Xie looked at Tang San in front of him and suppressed his laughter.

"Well, I hope you won't lie to me!" Tang San looked at Mo Xie and threatened.

Mo Xie took Tang San to the arranged cave and said to Tang San: "You have to be careful, there are two divine beasts here."

"Living on the last breath like you?" Tang San said.

"No, they are complete!" Mo Xie said excitedly, raising his head.

Tang San looked at Mo Xie in disbelief. He felt that the blue-skinned pot god in front of him must be bluffing him. A useless divine residence should be matched with a useless divine beast.

"Huh? Boy, what's that look in your eyes? I thought I could kill you with one slap back then." Mo Xie looked at Tang San pretending to be angry.

"That was the beginning!" Tang San complained as he looked at the Pot God that Mo Xie had transformed into.

"Boy, you go ahead, I'll follow you. These two divine beasts are so fierce, you have to protect me!" Mo Xie floated behind Tang San and said shamelessly.

"You are the most shameless person I have ever seen. Even Xiao Mo is not as shameless as you." Veins popped up on Tang San's forehead.

Looking at the dark cave in front of him, Tang San found a piece of dry firewood nearby, took off his coat, wrapped it around the front end, poured in the oil used to fry the earthworms not long ago, and used two bone-penetrating needles to collide to produce The sparks ignited the clothes.

With the lighting tools in hand, Tang San walked towards the cave. The cave was not very deep but was very twisted, and he walked in a winding way for some distance.

Suddenly two "puff" sounds came into Tang San's ears. After all, they were too close. The two alpacas were squatting here again. Tang San couldn't dodge and was sprayed all over his face by two streams of saliva.

After seeing the success of their saliva, the two alpacas sprayed even more vigorously, and kept "puffing" at Tang San's face.

After Tang San came back to his senses, he wiped the saliva on his face. As soon as it was wiped off, two alpacas filled it up for him.

"Ding Ding!" The bone-penetrating needle penetrated the alpaca's body into the stone wall.

As blood gushed out, the two alpacas reluctantly spat out Tang San's last mouthful of saliva and fell into a pool of blood, slowly closing their eyes.

Tang San wiped the saliva off his face, looked at the alpaca lying on the ground in a pool of blood, and said with some annoyance: "What is this? Why is it so disgusting, it keeps spitting on me."

"Boy, you actually killed the sacred beasts that guard the tomb. Do you want to guard the tomb in their place?" Mo Xie looked at the two alpacas that had died tragically and looked at Tang San.

"You said these two disgusting things are tomb-guarding divine beasts?" Tang San disbelievingly kicked the alpaca's body that was about to burp.

"Yes, they are alpacas, rare divine beasts in the God Realm, also known as 'Grass Mud Horses'." Mo Xie explained to Tang San as he looked at the alpacas.

"Not only does this thing behave disgustingly, but it even has a name!" Tang San spat and landed on the alpaca's face.

Suddenly the dead alpaca turned into stone, Tang San was dumbfounded when he saw it, "This is really a divine beast, why is it so weak?"

Mo Xie looked at Tang San and explained: "Because their only means of attack is to spit, and they are recognized as the most useless ones. Because they spit too many gods, these two are the only ones left to be slaughtered. Now it's okay." They were exterminated by you."

Tang San's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this, it was really not easy for this kind of creature to survive to this day.

Seeing the alpaca turned into stone, Tang San immediately lost interest. He originally wanted to give it a tooth sacrifice, but now it has turned into stone and cannot be stewed for ten years.

Arriving inside the cave, Tang San frowned as he looked at the angel statue in front of him, then looked back at Mo Xie and said, "That Pot God, are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

Mo Xie cleared his throat and walked to the stone statue and said to Tang San: "The head in front of you belongs to the Tang Sect's Tang Dynasty. It is now used as a candlestick. You have to light it first."