I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

In addition to Wang Quan, there is also an old man in the photo on it, which is Wang Tongtian.

Wang Quan looked up at the armored man.

"You haven't told me who you are, or what the hell?"

But he knows that there are ghosts and Taoist priests in this world. After all, armored people exist, so what can't be true.

"I am not a human, nor a ghost. I am a battle spirit, the sharpest spear of the Wang family, guarding the pure land of the Wang family, the war weapon of the head of the Wang family, and the battle spirit of the king."

The armored man calmly responded to Wang Quan's words, his words were without a trace of emotion from beginning to end, without any moving fluctuations.

His voice was calm, without emotional fluctuations, but he didn't know why the three of Wang Quan heard his words, and there was a kind of chill, which made people awe-inspiring and solemn.

The armored man is actually a weapon...

It is impossible to imagine why a weapon is alive, and it can move around and have self-awareness.

Wang Quan looked at the armored man strangely and fell silent.

No wonder his words don't have any emotion, communicating with him feels like communicating with a cold machine. This is a weapon of war, and I don't know what emotions are.

As an archaeologist, Wang Quan knows China's 5000-year history and has a deep understanding of what war is.

Throughout the ages, when it comes to war, people can only think of a few words, cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel.

Since ancient times, dynasties have changed, and the establishment of a generation of supreme dynasties is ultimately inseparable from war.

And every famous war that has been passed down through the ages is always cruel and ruthless, without the so-called family affection, and the enemy is crushed with golden arms and iron hooves.

Ruthlessness and cruelty have become the best pronouns for war.

The armored man in front of him said that he was a weapon of war, which was terrifying.

The armored man didn't know what Wang Quan and the other three were thinking. He was like a loyal patron saint, standing beside Wang Quan, protecting the head of the Wang family.

This is his mission, an eternal mission, the reason why he was created, and the meaning of his life.

Loyal to the royal family until death.

"The 170th generation Patriarch Wang Quan, there is something left for you by the 170th generation Patriarch Wang Tongtian in the royal tomb, please come with me."

The armored man opened his mouth and took the initiative to walk into the stone gate.

"You wait for me here, I'll go and have a look." King Quan signaled Rogers and the two to wait here.

"Be careful." Rogers said.

Wang Quan nodded, and entered the stone gate with the armored man.

As the two walked slowly into the stone gate, hidden in the darkness inside the gate, only the conversation between the two remained.

"You are the royal family's weapon of war, so do you have a name?"

"The Patriarchs of the Wang family of all ages called me Battle Soul, and Wang Tong called me Little Soul."

"So that's it. Then I'll call you Xiaohun. Don't call me the 170th second-generation Patriarch. Just call me King Quan. I'm easy to talk to. By the way, how long have you been here? You don't feel Are you lonely?"

"Since Wang Tongtian left, I was ordered by him to wait for your arrival for more than 20 years. I am not lonely."

"Not lonely? I don't believe it. If I stay here for 20 years, I must be crazy. Then what do you usually do here? Do you masturbate to relieve boredom? Do you hang yourself?"

"I usually play on the computer."

"My Cao! Playing computer? So beautiful... My Cao! Really have a computer!"

Deep inside the stone gate, in a secret room, Wang Quan's eyes widened.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously.

What did you see? !

The back room has a table and chairs, and an old computer on the table.

At this time, the computer screen was still on, and upon closer inspection, it was not the minesweeper interface.

Suddenly, a strange picture appeared in Wang Quan's mind.

A big man dressed in mighty armor and holding Fang Tian's painted halberd. He sat in front of the computer and played minesweeper for more than 20 years...

At this moment, the war spirit of the king spoke, his voice was still emotionless, as cold as a machine.

"Wang Tongtian also told me the same. He was afraid that I would be lonely, so he bought me a computer that was said to be the most advanced, and also brought me a broadband. After paying the Internet fee for 100 years, he let me play on the computer and wait for you to come. .”

Listening to Wang Zhi's battle spirit's words, Wang Quan felt overwhelmed and almost cried.

Thinking of the fact that Wang Zhizhan stayed here to play minesweeping for more than 20 years, the reason was that he didn't believe in the last words of the mentally ill grandfather at the beginning, so he didn't look for Wangling at all.

That's why the battle spirit of the king stayed for more than ten years.

After all... Wang Tongtian's last words were more than ten years ago.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan immediately bowed to the king's battle spirit.

"Sinimasa, Sensational Nisimasa (Japanese sorry, very sorry)"

Wang Zhizhan looked at Wang Quan, he didn't understand why Wang Quan apologized, because he didn't have the so-called human emotions.

However, he still responded to Wang Quan, saying that it doesn't matter if he said a sentence in Japanese.

Immediately, Wang Ping was taken aback, and looked strangely at Wang Zhi's battle spirit.

"Do you speak Japanese?"

"Well, I learned from watching computer animation. Computers are very convenient, and this era is very developed."

"Uh... don't you only know how to play minesweeper? No, it seems that you didn't say that you only know how to play minesweeper. Dare I ask brother dei, what do you usually use your computer for?"

The king's battle spirit answered very honestly.

"According to what Wang Tongtian taught, I play Minesweeper or watch anime every day. I watch Japanese manga One Piece and Hokage, but I prefer to watch Guoman Soul Street."

As he said that, Wang Zhizhan went to the computer and clicked on a page, which was the manga page of Zhenhun Street.

Apparently, when Wang Quan arrived just now, Wang Zhizhanhun was watching Soul Soul Street manga in Shimen, catching up with the latest episode.

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Chapter 130 Five Beeps Can't Save the Female Ghost

Wang Quan was dumbfounded.

Now he has only one idea.

Grandpa, you are so beautiful, it makes my scalp tingle, and you actually taught Wang Zhizhan to read comics and play minesweeping. Aren't you afraid to teach a royal war weapon to be "Ge You lying at home".

Looking at the computer comic webpage, the guilt in Wang Quan's heart dissipated a lot.

Fortunately, it's not minesweeper for more than 20 years.

Wang Zhi's war spirit put Fang Tian's painted halberd aside, and walked to a big box in the secret room.

Bang!

Lifting the big box to King Quan and putting it down, the King's Battle Spirit said.

"This is what Wang Tongtian left for you, now start dictating what Wang Tongtian left for Wang Quan."

Hearing this, Wang Quan looked away from the big box and looked at the King's Battle Spirit.

I saw the fighting spirit of the king, raised his left hand, and pointed at the king with one finger, his voice was not cold, with a different tone, like a bad old man swearing.

"Hey! My good grandson thief, you are finally here. I know you must have a lot of questions now, dear grandson thief. It's okay. Your questions are all in this big box, which contains the answers you want. "

"My grandson thief, when you finish reading the big box, you are officially the 170th second-generation patriarch of my royal family, and the little soul, the battle soul of the king, will also become your weapon. This is the sharpest battle spear of my royal family , make good use of it.”

"In addition, although Xiao Hun is a weapon, I don't want you to treat him like a weapon. I hope you treat him like a family member."

After the words fell, the king's battle spirit stopped.

After a few seconds.

Wang Quan thought that the war spirit of the king had finished speaking, and was about to say something when the war spirit of the king suddenly spoke in a bad old man's tone.

"That's right! Good-grandson thief, there is a small box inside that big box. That is something I left for my good-great-grandson thief. I will give it to my good-great-grandson thief when he turns 25."

Silence, the air is quiet.

The corner of Wang Quan's mouth twitched. If he didn't look at the battle spirit of the king, but only listened to his tone of voice and the movements of his hands, he would definitely think that the crazy grandfather had been resurrected.

Especially the panting way of speaking, this is the crazy grandfather Wang Tongtian.

The big box is bigger than a suitcase, one meter in length and one meter in width, square and square, and the whole body is made of bronze-like metal. It looks extremely heavy and is covered with dust.

On the whole, the box is simple and unsophisticated, like an antique.

However, Wang Quan looked at the antique box and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"This frankly requires a password to be entered, which is too beautiful."

This antique-like simple box is not an ancient copper lock, but a fucking electronic combination lock, which is simply not too trendy.

Looking at the combination lock on the antique box, Wang Quan felt like a fuck.

He has a kind of encounter with an antique dealer, and then you recommend that he has a Ming Dynasty antique in his hand, and then when you look at the Ming Dynasty antique with great interest, you will find...

It is a sculpture of a Bodhisattva holding Gatling, and the businessman told you that it is "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva" to keep your family happy.

Resisting the desire to spit, Wang Quan got up and said to the King of War Soul who was sitting in front of the computer and was reading the manga on Zhenhun Street.

"Let's move the box out, and I'll take you to have fun."

The box is very big, God knows what's in it, I'd better go out and tell Rogers and the others first, lest they wait in a hurry.

Moreover, it was getting dark, and he didn't bring much food, so he couldn't spend the night here.

On the forehead of Wang Zhizhanhun, he unplugged the computer, covered the computer with a cloth, held Fang Tian's painting halberd in one hand, and lifted the big box with the other and walked out.

Before leaving, Wang Quan looked at another hole.

Inside the stone gate, apart from the secret room where the king's battle spirit is, there is another opening. It is not known exactly where it leads to, nor how long it is, because the king's battle spirit did not take him there.

"Where does it lead from there?"

"The Nether King's Cave."