The young master has magical powers

The man in black didn't wait for Silent to speak, and started to move. Silent just dodged but didn't attack. The fan in his hand blocked the knife, making the sound of metal colliding.

Silently listening to the wailing of the fan, his brows were tightly frowned, is this person from the Tu Tongque Terrace?What did this man ask him to hand over?

Silently said: "Your knife has been hit hard before, if you continue like this, within ten strokes, the knife will break."

The man in black said coldly, "Nonsense."

The knife said to him: I am not afraid!Even if it is death, the master's wish must be fulfilled, come on, make a move!

In fact, Wu Sheng might not be able to withstand these ten moves, he could only bite the hard top, he was not suitable for fighting, and his martial arts were mediocre, so the reason why he was able to react so quickly was because of the command of the fan.

A stone flew over and hit the big knife, and the knife broke in less than ten strokes.

"Yo, it's so late, whoever comes to my house, why don't you enter through the main entrance."

The man in black was full of astonishment. Where did this man come from?He didn't feel anything at all, not to mention the sound, he didn't even feel the breath.

Wu Sheng already knew that Yan Zizai was coming, because the knife and the fan stopped talking. This kind of silence is not just a lack of sound, but they have become like other things such as tables and chairs, just simple dead things.

The man in black didn't dare to attack by force, he only said: "As long as you hand over the ghost restraining order, you will not die."

Yan Zizai also wore the same red dress at night, looking like a ghost in the lights.

Yan Zizai raised a harmless smile: "If you have the ability, you will not let it go." As he spoke, he took a step forward, standing in front of Silence.

The man in black couldn't help taking a step back. This man looked flimsy, but he was imposing. He just pretended to sneer and said, "Why don't you dare." After speaking, he turned eastward and said, "Brother, you are finally here."

In fact, there was no one there, but they just diverted the tiger away from the mountain, and left by themselves while the two were looking over.

Unexpectedly, neither of them looked over.

How could he have thought that one was deaf and the other was not afraid at all.

The man in black blushed.

Yan Zizai raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's getting late, this big brother won't send it off if he wants to leave, if he stays..."

Yan Zizai was still smiling, but it was not to be underestimated. This smile was even more frightening. Even Wu Sheng could feel Yan Zizai's murderous aura.

Gritting his teeth, the man in black squatted down slowly, picked up the broken blade, and stepped back to leave.

Yan Zizai asked silently: "Are you okay?"

It was already dark, and he couldn't see the shape of his mouth, but he also guessed what Yan Zizai was asking, so he shook his head, curious in his heart, would the stone in his hand make a sound?

This stone was thrown by Yan Zizai just now.

Weapons, anything can be a weapon, a stone, a grain of rice, or a leaf, but usually he can't hear the sound of such handy weapons.Of course, it also depends on how much internal strength their masters have.

Yan Zizai must not be simple, so how much of Yan Zizai's internal energy will be contaminated by this small stone?Can you speak?

Wu Sheng also thought about how he could hear the sound of the weapon. He guessed that it should have something to do with the internal force attached to the weapon and the degree of care in making the weapon...

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The two sat in front of a stone table, which was Yan Zizai's yard, and the decorations inside were all in line with Yan Zizai's name, very comfortable... A few stones were randomly placed, and it became a Zen situation.

Yan Zizai smoothed the folds of his clothes, and looked at him silently.

Except for the white clothes when Wu Sheng first came here, the rest of the time he wears a blue dress, and the cloth is just ordinary cloth.

But wearing ordinary clothes on Wu Sheng's body, it seems to become a Chinese dress, which is a little more elegant, and Wu Sheng is always very quiet. In fact, he does not talk too little. talkative.

Wu Sheng was a little uncomfortable being looked at by Yan Zizai like this, he lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, lotus wine, not spicy but sweet, but Wu Sheng's face still turned red slowly.

Yan Zizai no longer stared at Wu Sheng, but just smiled and said, "Brother Wu was disturbed by an assassin today, so I made Brother Wu laugh."

The fan in Wu Sheng's hand did not speak.

The stone in his pocket did not speak.

The sword hanging on the wall decoration did not speak.

Naturally, Wu Sheng didn't know that Yan Zizai was talking, so he didn't speak either.

Yan Zizai sighed, he found that Wusheng always ignored him, what offended him?Yan Zizai paused, and said softly, "I...have no malicious intentions."

Although Wusheng sometimes speaks out of context with others, Yan Zizai has never suspected Wusheng's deafness.

If Wu Sheng doesn't talk to anyone, Yan Zizai may think that he is a mute. Just now he was thinking about talking to him, but now he has become a mute again...

Yan Zizai thought to himself, smiled for a while, picked up the wine glass, and drank it to Mingyue.

This action made Wu Sheng raise his head, a little surprised. He realized that he might have missed something. He should not have agreed to have dinner with Yan Zi. On weekdays, Yan Zizai took the initiative to look for him. Other times, there was no intersection. .

However, sometimes I want to understand why the weapons don't talk when Yan Zizai is there...

Wu Sheng said softly: "Thank you for your hospitality these days, I plan to leave tomorrow..."

He has asked all the weapons here, but they don't know where the King's Mansion is... He also doesn't want to believe that this is the King's Mansion, so he should leave.

Silently looking at Yan Zizai, he didn't know what Yan Zizai would say.

Under the moonlight, Silence's eyes were exceptionally clear.

Yan Zizai didn't show any surprise when he heard that Wu Sheng was about to leave, he just said, "I know Brother Wu has something to do, so I don't dare to stay longer, but Brother Wu has helped the villagers so much, the villagers have always been very grateful, so I'm afraid it's because of him leaving suddenly... How about staying a few more days? I have to say goodbye to everyone."

After Yan Zizai finished speaking, he met silent and confused eyes, as if a white puppy was looking at him like this, just like the first day.

Wu Sheng only understood half of it... He spoke too quickly.

Yan Zizai only thought Wu Sheng was innocent, and said: "The villagers may still have things that need Brother Wu's help to repair..."

In fact, this sentence is silent, but I can understand the word repair, but I understand everything in my heart, my eyes are bright, and I nodded: "Okay..."

Yan Zizai couldn't help laughing.

"Why do you like repairing...things so much?" Yan Zizai swallowed the word weapon.

Everyone is from the rivers and lakes and none of them are from the rivers and lakes. The words weapons and rivers and lakes are never put on the surface. This is the strangeness of Yanjia Village. He couldn't stay in Yanjiacun if he didn't discover the "strange characteristics" of Yanjiacun...

We are all of the same kind.

Shaking his head silently: "I don't know why I like to repair these things... It seems to be born. I have been with these things since I was a child. When they are sick, I will heal them... This is the same as when people are sick."

Yan Zizai said with a smile, "It sounds like they have life."

He nodded silently: "Yes, they are alive." He said gently touching the jade fan in his hand.

The jade fan let out a happy groan.

Silently raised his eyebrows, this was the first time when Yan Zizai existed, the weapon reacted.

Thinking about taking a look at Yan Zizai, Yan Zizai was sitting casually, drinking by himself with a wine glass, looking at him with a smile, even silently could feel that Yan Zizai was relaxed.So, this is the time when Yan Zizai was defenseless?

Wu Sheng seems to understand...

The meal was satisfying and relaxed, and Wu Sheng and Yan Zizai didn't talk, but they ate quite harmoniously.

Silently took a drink.

Waking up the next day, Wu Sheng felt a little headache. Yan Zizai's appearance of drinking in red clothes always appeared in his dreams this night, and now his mind is buzzing.

He had never felt this way before. In a trance, he seemed to hear some other sounds, like the sound of rain, and it was raining outside.

Wu Sheng put on some clothes, opened the window and looked, sure enough, it was raining.

Wu Sheng leaned sideways in front of the window, listening to the sound of rain.

He has always felt that he is not really a deaf person.Sometimes, he can hear the sound of heavy rain, the sound of thunder, and the whirring of strong wind, which proves that he is not deaf. He has heard it before, and he thinks that as long as the sound is loud enough, he may be able to hear it.

It's cold, close the windows.

This is Yan Zizai's voice.

But how could he hear it?