The young master has magical powers

The summer is scorching hot, with the sound of cicadas chirping, it is very stuffy, and the villagers are lazy, as if everything is a little slower than usual.

Until a magpie appeared silently——

"Mr. Wu, you are finally here, please come and have a look, my pair of chopsticks are not working well recently."

A strong man walked towards him at an extremely fast speed. Just now, there were still more than ten steps away, but now he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Que Wusheng temporarily lives in Yanjia Village under the pseudonym Wusheng, helping the villagers repair various things...

Kitchen knives, feather dusters, ropes for leading cows, etc., the villagers called him Mr. Wu, and their defenses against him gradually disappeared.

He was not surprised by the behavior of the strong man, but just nodded and took the pair of chopsticks.

The two walked to a small tea shop, sat down silently, poured a glass of water, and looked at the chopsticks carefully.

These chopsticks are a pair of ordinary long copper chopsticks, about one foot long. Copper chopsticks are not common. If ordinary people have them at home, they are usually placed in Buddhist halls, but the pair of chopsticks given to him by the strong man should be often use.Weighed silently, compared to ordinary copper chopsticks, this one is two points heavier.

The strong man had been waiting for Wu Sheng to ask him, but Wu Sheng didn't say anything, just stared at the chopsticks, the strong man began to mutter: "My copper chopsticks have been with me for many years, they are one foot and two feet long, and they are carved with dragons. Go out for a walk, cut iron like...cough cough...no, I mean...that is..." Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, the strong man carefully observed silently.

The copper chopsticks in front of him chatted like his master: I am one foot and two feet long. When combined, I can make a whip, and when I dismantle it, I can make a needle. Killing people is invisible.

Because my excellent swords are jealous of me!However, I still like when they call me copper chopsticks, wow...

Wu Sheng seemed to see the excited expression of the copper chopsticks, and there was a smile on his face: "Then what's wrong with you now?"

Wu Sheng was actually talking to the copper chopsticks, but the strong man over there thought that Wu Sheng was talking to him, and said pitifully: "It's strange to say, I don't know what happened, the chopsticks started to change color..."

The sound of the copper chopsticks is also very aggrieved: Marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, it is also good to follow the owner in this village, watch the sunset, listen to the birdsong...

But, I really can't bear to take me to eat boiled mutton every day. I'm a weapon that those famous swords are jealous of, how did I get reduced to this point.

Silently raised his head to look at the strong man, the strong man hurriedly shut up.

He said silently: "Isn't it hot to eat mutton?"

The brawny man immediately said: "Mr. Wu is really powerful. You will know it before I say it..." He has deep inner strength, so of course he is not afraid of being burned.

Silently took out a needle, carefully and carefully picked out the dirt in the pattern.

The strong man scratched his head in embarrassment.

The copper chopsticks said happily: "Ah, it's so comfortable, ah, it's so itchy... oh hehe...

Wu Sheng was a little helpless, never expecting it to be this kind of chopsticks.

Silently cleaned the chopsticks carefully, found the mechanisms on the chopsticks, disassembled them and assembled them again, turning them into a section-by-section copper whip.

Silently find individual damaged places and polish them carefully.

The brawny man, who was carefree at first, became serious, stroked the whip lightly, and sighed: "Back then... well, a good man doesn't mention his bravery back then."

The copper chopsticks were also affected by the strong man's mood, Xiao Suo said: Back then, my master and I dominated the rivers and lakes, such a scene... Later, the master retired to the rivers and lakes and lived here, which is also very good.It's just that I don't seem to be able to do anything anymore...

Listening to the copper chopsticks talking silently, he seems to have seen a treasure that has been shelved since then, silently reassembled it and turned it into chopsticks, took out the chamois cloth and wiped it carefully, and then handed it to the strong man: "Bronze chopsticks Although it is good, it has a shortcoming, that is, it is afraid of fire, so don’t use it to eat boiled mutton in the future.”

The copper chopsticks were brighter than before, as if they had returned to their original appearance. The strong man held the chopsticks in his arms and said softly: "I want to give it to Liu Sanniang. He is my personal belonging. I will give it to you." Tell Liu Sanniang to keep it safe."

After speaking, his face was a little flushed, and he looked embarrassed.This weapon has been with him for many years, and it is half of his life, so giving it away naturally represents a special meaning.

Wu Sheng didn't hear what the strong man was saying, but the cries of the copper chopsticks made him understand: "Don't, I don't want to be put away, I'm just a pair of chopsticks, you can cook mutton, please help me , If I was really put away, I would really be a pair of chopsticks."

Silence is clear, if it is a famous sword and knife, even if it is discarded, it will not become an ax for cutting trees, but it is, after all, a chopstick.

Nodding silently, he said to the strong man: "That's not necessary, it can be used to slaughter pigs and chickens on weekdays, so that he can see the blood."

The brawny man soon cheered up and said with a smile: "That's great, that's great. I'll tell Liu Sanniang." Then he bounced away and left.

He shook his head helplessly.

A weak young man, an ordinary villager, a pair of copper chopsticks, looks ordinary.But what a few people call weapons and rivers and lakes.

In fact, he confessed silently but didn't care about it. Who can't get over it?Doesn't he have his past?

He came to the village that day, covered in blood, but no one here asked him where he came from and why he came.These villagers should be the same as him, they should have been from the rivers and lakes...

Que Wusheng has been with weapons since he was a child. He remembers that he could hear other voices before. Slowly, all he heard was weapons talking. His friends only had these weapons. He couldn't see these weapons slowly breaking down... ...But, is this the King of Hell's Mansion?Are these people Hades' imps?Were they the ones who razed Tongque Terrace?Silence is a bit disbelieving.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Zizai didn't know when he was beside him silently.

Although he is not silently beautiful, he is also pretty, with red lips and white teeth. He is very cute to look at, but he likes to wear red. He is dressed in red, with silver hollow hibiscus flower borders exposed in the robe. A casual smile.

Que Wusheng has only lived here for a few days, and already regrets that he proposed to live in Yan Zizai's house at the beginning, which was too hasty.

Because Yan Zizai didn't have a weapon on him, he never knew what Yan Zizai was talking about.

This makes it very inconvenient to act silently, and it also makes Wusheng a little scared.

When Yan Zi was here, he was deaf, and he didn't want to see Yan Zizai's lips.Every time I stare at Yan Zizai, Yan Zizai always has other meanings in his eyes...

Unknowingly, silently staring at Yan Zizai lost in thought.

Yan Zizai covered his mouth, coughed and laughed, then turned his head and looked away silently.

Yan Zizai smiled and said, "Go to my place for dinner today."

Wu Sheng didn't hear a word, so naturally he didn't say anything.

Yan Zizai didn't care, as if he was used to silent ignoring, he tugged on Wusheng's sleeve, Wusheng turned his head to look at Yan Zizai helplessly, Yan Zizai said slowly: "Go to my place at night."

Silently looking at Yan Zizai's red lips, he blushed for some reason...

Yan Zizai smiled again, and poured a glass of water for Wu Sheng. It was just a simple action, but it made people feel smooth.

"Silence, why did you come to Yanjiacun?" Que Wusheng appeared very strangely, not to mention how the formation was broken, but the blood all over his body was surprising.

If it is said that there is blood and blood in Wu Sheng, but he is so calm...

Wu Sheng understood this sentence, and replied: "I want to find the Palace of the King of Hell."

In fact, in the three months after Tongque Terrace was slaughtered, he had been looking for the mastermind behind the scenes. He found those killers, cut off their weapons, and took their lives. They still answered the three words of Hades Mansion...

Yan Zizai smiled, and only said: "You don't know how popular you are here. If you don't have any important things, don't leave. How about staying here? What kind of Yan Wang's mansion is going to be scared when you hear it? Or It’s in Yan’s Village.”

This sentence is too long and too fast, Wu Sheng can't understand it, but there is still one sentence that he can understand.

stay here...

Silently looking around, the sun is no longer so strong, and the people are very comfortable. Over there, Liu Sanniang is playing with a strong man with a willow branch, and there is an old man with a white beard who does not know what he is writing with a stylus. Everything is very comfortable, different from his cold restoration room, and also different from the rumored rivers and lakes, very comfortable.

only--

"I can't stay here, I'm looking for King Yan's Mansion...and my teacher..."