Three Burials of the Tang Dynasty with Bronze Head and Iron Arm[Comprehensive English and American]

In the abandoned warehouse behind the wooden house, sunlight penetrates the dust and sprinkles on the ground, and also penetrates Tony's transparent body.

"What are you doing here? Looking for my armor?"

After finally digesting the amount of information brought by the mage and the ginseng doll, Tony finally relaxed, and his eyes were not so vigilant. He looked at the mage patrolling around and said leisurely: "Except for my voice password, um... maybe And Pepper and Old Popsicle, I won't be opening my knockouts from the Mark Armor series to anyone else on Friday."

"Armor? What's the use of your armor? What Sajia is looking for is a shovel, the kind that can dig soil, or a shovel."

The sorcerer wandered around for a while and said the next best thing: "If it's really not possible, a spatula will do. You don't have enough tools at home."

"That's no good, the spatula is in the kitchen, and it's almost time to prepare dinner. If I'm not here, you will easily scare Pepper."

Tony looked puzzled: "Why are you looking for a shovel?"

He refused the request without hesitation, and refused to let the mage enter the cabin. In fact, the mage felt that it was more likely that he was acting on the occasion. After all, Tony didn't even tell him how to avoid Friday's monitoring. If it wasn't for him and a few other This Tony is really familiar, and now his voice and image are likely to have been transmitted to S.H.I.E.L.D.

But the mage really doesn't want to deal with Fury. The director is good at everything, but he is too chatty. Fury in every world is unwilling to let him go. The shield has a name.

Once or twice is okay, but Sanbu really doesn't bother to explain to him if there are too many times, especially since they still have to use a lie detector.

The mage wiped his face tiredly: "How can we dig a grave without a shovel? Sajia has a lot of strength, but with three punches and five kicks, your fleshy body in the coffin might be smashed to pieces by the force." , it’s not impossible to dig with bare hands, but it’s not as convenient and fast as a shovel.”

Tony: "..."

He didn't speak, but his expression became very indescribable in an instant, as if ten thousand bombs exploded in his head, he said with difficulty: "Wait a minute, dig a grave?"

Seeing his loveless expression, San Zan was also a little puzzled, wondering, "What's the problem? You're about to be resurrected, so is there still such a taboo?"

"No, I just have a small problem."

Tony's expression was very strange: "Let me ask, what is the use of the corpse in the resurrection process? I thought your resurrection was similar to an infinite gem, created out of nothing."

"That's right, you haven't studied the law yet, and you don't know the magic of immortality!"

The mage patted his forehead and explained: "Ginseng has always been said to prolong life, and those who become refined have better effects, especially in this small world where there are no immortals and Buddhas. As long as a drop of blood from ginseng dolls, even ordinary humans can be brought back to life. Naturally, you need your physical body as the cornerstone."

The ginseng doll and you proudly puffed out their small chests, promoting themselves to the fancy mustache all the time, and said with great anticipation: "Yes, I'm amazing! If you plant me in the bedroom, my aura will still be there." Improve your physique!"

Tony's face was expressionless, as if it had faded in an instant.

Seeing his strange expression, the mage seemed a little sad and dumb, and said, "Are you afraid that your body will rot? Don't worry, I have never seen any strange ghosts in the Sa family. Even bones turned into spirits are nothing but rotting corpses." It’s not worth mentioning, besides, the ginseng doll has remarkable effects, and your body will be adjusted back to the optimal age by it.”

Tony: "..."

He supported his forehead and reorganized the chaotic language: "Master, have you considered the possibility of cremation?"

Three burials: "?????"

San Zan looked confused: "You burned yourself?!"

"I didn't burn it, it was Pepper and Old Popsicle."

Tony wiped his face, rearranged the chaotic emotions, and explained confidently: "This is healthier and more environmentally friendly. You know, after the arms business closed, I went to engage in clean energy. Everyone thinks so."

San Zan had a complicated look on his face, and he finally understood where his despair came from just now, then he clapped his hands and comforted him: "It's okay, what's the big deal, what are you afraid of when Sajia is here, isn't it just a With a body."

Tony rekindled hope, stroked his mustache as if a little nervous, and asked, "Do you have any other ideas?"

San Zan took a deep look at him: "Sajia is a rough person, and his handicraft skills are not very good, you must tolerate it."

Tony: "...?"

Two 10 minutes later.

"That's what you said... the manual skills are not very good?"

A chubby, short-legged Corgi took a look at his own shadow on the river, and said Iron Man's voice: "Please, don't tell me, I'm going to look like this from now on, it's so stupid , I will not accept it!"

"There's no way, the Sa family is taking the path of the physics department, and the high-end magic of the paper man's body returning to the sun has only scratched the surface, let alone drawing noses and eyes, which is troublesome."

The mage picked up the big president in corgi form and stroked his hair, comforting him: "It looks cute like this."

What the mage said was right, because the next second the ginseng doll was on the mage's shoulder, hugged Corgi's fluffy head and made a kiss, then his cheeks were flushed, and he was fascinated by its caramel eyes, and said happily: "Cutie!"

Corkini wiped her face with the fleshy puppy paw.

The paper man replaces the body to return the yang. To put it simply, it is to fold a small paper man and use the paper man as the body to return the yang. This paper man is also particular about it. If it is Wukong who is good at magic, he can fold a boat and succeed. But for the three burials who are not good at magic, there is a requirement for the degree of similarity between the paper figurine and the real thing, and it is necessary to rely on the degree of similarity to establish a relationship link.

The mage doesn't know how to draw, so he wanted to use a photo of Tony, but the rich man with a moustache firmly opposed the mage entering the wooden house before returning to the sun. It was withdrawn within a month, and there was no photo of him at all. Instead, it was a corgi on the dog-hunting revelation that inspired the mage.

Of course, he absolutely does not admit that this is because he has no money and cannot afford magazines and newspapers, absolutely not!

And who would know that Corgi and Tony are so well matched, even Tony, who just agreed to give it a try, didn't expect it, let alone an innocent mage!

The third burial felt guilty for a second, and forcibly pulled the respect back and said: "What are you afraid of? Your soul is different from ordinary people. After all, the paper human body will not last long. Sooner or later, you will have to replace it with a physical body. The Sa family has already taught you the cultivation technique, and you are so With your merits and virtues, your ascension is only a hundred years old, when you ascend to the fairy world, the Sa family will reshape your body with Yaochi golden lotus, how good is that?"

President Corgi's ears were pricked up, and he twisted his attractive buttocks consciously without being cute, and put two fleshy dog ​​paw pads on the mage's shoulders, and made Iron Man's helpless voice: "Then I want to Keep it like this? I'm afraid I'll scare Pepper and Morgan, and Fury...Jesus, he can't believe I've turned into a dog!"

Think about it, if he ran up to Fury in this stupid form, raised his head and said to him: "Help, I'm being turned into a dog!", Fury, a cat slave, would definitely throw him in Go to the research institute, dogs have no privileges with him!

The sorcerer was so cute, with an old father's heart bouncing around in his chest, he comforted him: "It's okay, the Sa family will teach you another set of formulas. There were many goblins in the last world, so I only listened to it a few times. The shape of the ears, there is a werewolf that is just right for you, it doesn’t matter what shape you want.”

"That's great, I don't want Morgan pointing to a corgi and calling him daddy, and I don't want to be taken out for a walk with my wife and daughter after dinner, it sounds so silly."

Corkini puffed out her fluffy little chest. Even in Corgi's state, she still carefully adjusted her cute mustache: "What is the spell?"

The mage hesitated for a moment: "...You may not believe what the Sajia said, but this is indeed a transformation spell improved by the goblins. I have to admit that they have learned it badly in the modern world."

Tony didn't quite understand what he meant: "?"

The mage said in a correct Chinese character: "The formula is this... Ba La La energy, Sha Luo Sha Luo, transforming into a magic fairy!"

Tony: "..."

Tony used Corgi's face to make a rather complicated expression: "I can understand Chinese, don't think I haven't seen Ba La La Xiao Mo Xian, I have a daughter, you understand."

"You just say whether you read it or not, if you don't read it, you are a puppy."

"........."

"Balala energy! Sarosara!"

Ke Jini gritted her teeth and said, "If I don't become a human, then you're dead. I'm going to sue my dad. You, an uncle, are disrespectful and bully my nephew."

Then he went on to say: "Little Moxian's whole body has changed!"

A faint blue smoke dispersed, and Tony Stark's handsome face worth billions and billions reappeared in front of Sanbu.

This time he is no longer an illusory soul, but a real existence that can be touched and felt.

The mage said in a trance: "...Tony?"

"Well, yes, I'm here."

Tony snapped his fingers and said, "So can you put me down now? Although I don't particularly mind this, the princess hug looks very gay."

After saying this, he crossed his arms and shook the fluffy triangular dog ears on his head uncomfortably.

……Ok? ? ?