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Chapter 184 Fire Stick

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    What I didn¡¯t expect was that when Wu Yunyu saw the boss appear, his face looked like he had seen a ghost, and he yelled: "Impossible, how come you are still alive, how is it possible!"

    "Oh? Are you surprised that there is something that you, Que Yue, don't know about?" The boss said, "Do it and send him to death."

    "Roar."

    Suddenly, the cat Dacai, who was still in Sun Xiaopeng's arms, jumped out and instantly transformed back into his true form, a giant cat that was always exuding evil aura.

    It rushed up, without saying a word, opened its huge mouth, and bit Wu Yunyu directly on half of his body, and then bit hard, Wu Yunyu was bitten off at the waist.

    Only half of his body fell to the ground, and blood spilled all over the ground.

    ??Wu Yunyu died like this?

    And when my dad and the others saw Wu Yunyu¡¯s death, their faces turned pale, especially my cousin, and he started vomiting when he opened his mouth.

    At this time, Mao Dacai vomited out the upper half of Wu Yunyu's body again. Wu Yunyu's upper body looked cleaner. It was covered with light yellow liquid. It was not known whether it was Mao Dacai's saliva, but he died.  All of them looked in disbelief.

    The boss glanced at the people behind me and said: "Take it out and bury it. Remember, deal with it cleanly, otherwise I'm afraid there will be trouble. If someone finds me later and asks about Wu Yunyu's whereabouts, tell them that Wu Yunyu will leave tonight."  , it¡¯s okay if we haven¡¯t met each other since.¡±

    "Otherwise, you will get yourself into trouble." The boss said.

    I realized that this matter was not simple, so I asked my dad and the others to pack up the things here. Then I dragged the boss and the others out of the house and asked, "Boss, do you know him?"

    "We had some interactions before." The boss nodded slightly and said, "He is a member of the Queyue organization, and he has a relatively high status in the Queyue organization."

    "Missing Moon? Are all the Yin people inside?" I asked curiously.

    "Yeah." The boss said, and asked a little strangely: "But why did he come to you? Logically speaking, you can't have any conflicts with Queyue."

    I told Wu Yunyu about the Sanqing Huayang Spear.

    After the boss heard this, he was not the only one, but even Sun Xiaopeng and Luo Fang beside him had surprised looks on their faces.

    "The Sanqing Huayang Spear is in your shabby house?" Sun Xiaopeng asked in disbelief.

    "Have you all heard of this?" I asked.

    "When I was very young, I heard the elders of Laoshan talk about it all day long, saying that they wanted to find the Three Purities and Twelve Weapons." Sun Xiaopeng said: "The Sanqing Huayang Spear is one of the Three Purities and Twelve Weapons."

    I asked: "Listen to the name, is it left behind by Sanqing?"

    "Shit, listen to me." Sun Xiaopeng continued: "It is said that these three pure and twelve weapons appeared in ancient times. I don't know when they came out. According to legend, these twelve magical weapons are extremely powerful. Later,  Some people named these twelve magic weapons the Three Purities and Twelve Weapons, which have something to do with the Three Purities and make them look more noble."

    "Originally, half of the three pure and twelve weapons were in the hands of me, Laoshan. Although the others were spread out, it was clear who had them in their hands. But at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and these magical weapons were missing, or  Stolen, or even taken away by force by warlords and the like, and used as vase decorations." Sun Xiaopeng sighed: "Even I, Laoshan, only have three pieces now."

    When I heard this, I was like, damn, I¡¯m getting rich. From what Sun Xiaopeng said, that Sanqing Yang-Hua Yang Gun is definitely a good thing!

    "Let's go to my house quickly and help find the baby." I pulled them and walked into the house.

    They don¡¯t have the slightest intention to refuse. I guess even if I don¡¯t invite them, they will look for it themselves. Although our relationship won¡¯t snatch my things, they still need to experience this legendary thing, right?

    Then, we started a treasure hunt in my old house.

    One night, after my dad and the others buried Wu Yunyu¡¯s body, they saw us looking for something. They had heard Wu Yunyu mention the Sanqing Huayang Gun before, and then they started looking for it.

    We, a large group of people, turned the old house upside down, but we couldn¡¯t find the so-called Sanqing Huayang Gun.

    Until the next morning, it was already dark, but we couldn't find it. A group of us, except Mao Dacai, were sitting in the hall. I couldn't help but wonder whether my grandfather had brought it into the field as a burial object.  ?

    Thinking of this, I couldn¡¯t help but think, if I were to dig my ancestor¡¯s grave, would my father beat me to death?

    My dad was tired all night, so he went to the kitchen to cook some porridge, and all of usWhile sitting at the table drinking porridge, Mao Dacai, who didn't know where he was running, suddenly walked into the hall dragging a black stick with his mouth.

    We looked at the stick that Mao Dacai dragged in.

    I remembered this stick correctly. It was kept in the kitchen, right?

    It does look like a gun. It is two meters long, black and rusty, just like a fire stick. When I was a child, I occasionally used this iron stick to play with my friends in the village and pretended to be Sun Dasheng.  game.

    "Brother Cat, do you want to say that this is the Sanqing Huayang Gun?" I swallowed my saliva and asked.

    Mao Dacai nodded and said nothing.

    I¡¯ll go, where¡¯s the promised baby?  How could the Sanqing Huayang Spear, with such an awesome-sounding name, be just such a rusty fire stick in front of me?

    I walked up and picked up this fire stick. I weighed it and found that it was slightly heavier than an ordinary iron rod. But to say it was a treasure would be a stretch.

    "You'll know if you try it, Luo Fang, try to chop it with your dagger." The boss said something to Luo Fang.

    Luo Fang understood, stepped forward, took out his dagger, and slashed hard at the fire stick twice. Unexpectedly, it only made two dinging sounds, and the fire stick did not show any cracks.

    "It's really extraordinary." Luo Fang frowned slightly and said, "My two daggers can't cut iron like clay, but they can cut ordinary iron without leaving any traces."

    "This should really be the Sanqing Huayang Gun." A bitter smile appeared on the boss's face: "These Sanqing and Twelve Weapons are all good treasures. I don't know who made them look like this. I guess they just don't want them to be too conspicuous.  ."

    "I originally wanted to find this thing and ask you to borrow it for a few years. But, ahem, Axiu, you can keep it and use it slowly." Sun Xiaopeng coughed dryly. Seeing my ugly face, he said, "Don't show your face."  You have such a bitter face, this is a treasure, a treasure!"

    Damn it, where¡¯s the gun we promised?  When I was a child, I admired spear-wielding heroes like Zhao Yun. After hearing about the reputation of the Sanqing Huayang Spear, I fantasized about becoming a good spear, and then with one spear in my hand, I could imitate Zhao Yun and kill seven in and seven out among the monsters.  Extremely majestic.

    But now, what is a fire stick used for?

    Is it possible that every time I encounter evil spirits, I take out this stick and yell: Give me a stick?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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