Under one person: My cat turned out to be a traveling beast

Chapter 8 Acting God, Erlang Zhenjun!
Li Xiao muttered, it stands to reason that grandpa had announced decades ago that he did not want to interfere in the world of aliens, but now he is helping Zhang Huaiyi to eliminate those people with ulterior motives, which is really not clear.

Zhang Huaiyi knew that he was about to die. In order to provide a stable world for the younger generation, he did not hesitate to expose his identity and return to his hometown in Shandong. He also wanted to kill all the old things from the Jiashen Rebellion. What is the purpose?
Li Xiao thought to himself, what kind of request did Grandpa reach with Zhang Huaiyi, and why did he not hesitate to destroy what he thought in his heart, but also to help Zhang Huaiyi solve the trouble.

In my previous life, I didn't understand the plot of Li Dongsheng, that is, the old man now, because he was just an unknown person, and in the whole plot, only Xia Liuqing had the so-called "Mask of the Godhead of Wuyou". The plot was also slowly figured out.

The thunder and lightning that looked like a dragon and snake kept flickering, and the mournful cries of the surrounding birds could be vaguely heard.

The thunder of Haotian overturned, leaving patches of scorched earth where it passed.

Without the old man's permission, Li Xiao knelt in the courtyard all the time, letting the rain fall from both sides of his cheeks.

Li Pingfan was also a little worried that his son would catch a cold from the rain, so he hurriedly said, "Father, Xiao'er is still young, so it would be too much for her to be exposed to the rain."

Don't look at him being out of tune all day long, but blood is thicker than water, seeing his own son's clothes soaked by the rain is extremely distressing.

He is such a son.

Mr. Li did not speak the whole time, but stared at Li Xiao who was kneeling in the courtyard with his eagle-like eyes.

After pondering for a long time, he said softly: "Okay, go back and clean it up, and come to me after you're done."

Li Xiao stood up, cupped his hands and bowed: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Back in the room, Li Xiao dried the rain from her hair, changed into a set of clean clothes, and hurried to the old man's room.

Mr. Li had a pipe in his mouth, looked at Li Xiao calmly and said, "Xiao'er, do you know why Grandpa wants you to get wet?"

"Grandson is dull, please ask grandpa for advice." Li Xiao made a deep bow to Mr. Li.

The old man shrugged his shoulders, and swung the pipe in his hand vigorously, just past Li Xiao's ear, and the hot feeling filled Li Xiao's left cheek in an instant.

However, Li Xiao didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding the whole process, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"Why don't you avoid it?"

Li Xiao replied, "Because I'm not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"If you are not afraid, you are not afraid."

After getting this answer, Mr. Li also looked satisfied. This is his grandson, and only with courage can he survive in this world.

"Xiao'er, if one day you met a vicious dog and it wanted to bite you, what would you choose to do?"

Li Xiao replied: "The grandson will beat the dog to death."

However, Mr. Li shook his head in disappointment, "Xiao'er, remember, if you care about a dog, then you are no different from a dog."

Li Xiao asked again: "Grandpa, what should I do? Find the dog owner? What if the dog owner protects his grandson?"

Mr. Li replied domineeringly directly: "When I was young, I usually killed the dog owner."

Hearing this, Li Xiao was horrified. As expected of the old man, those who survived the Jiashen Rebellion were not born with outstanding talents. If they didn't kill and decisively, how could they live to this day.

Mr. Li took his hand out of his pocket, and when he stretched out his hand, a pair of fluorescent gloves appeared in the palm of his hand.

This is……

Li Xiao squinted his eyes halfway.

Collect Gloves of Faith.

It has been 18 years since I came to this home, this is the second time I saw the old man take out his faith gloves.

The godhead mask is divided into three levels, the first level is to borrow power, the second level is to use force, and the third level is to directly transform into a god.

Under one person, in addition to the Eight Miraculous Skills, there are also many magical abilities, such as the Tangmen Danzhu that kills anyone who sees it, the Samadhi True Fire that specializes in burning the soul, the reverse life triple that can become immortals, etc. .

My personal favorite ability is the mysterious Godhead Mask, which is no less miraculous than the Eight Miraculous Skills. It can gain the power of faith through "acting", that is, the energy of "God".

The old man smiled and said: "It's always too late to be dissatisfied. I thought I wouldn't hand over the unique skill to you, but seeing that you are so determined, the old man is not talking nonsense. Of course, if you can evolve your own belief glove in the future, Grandpa can also feel at ease."

Li Xiao took the faith gloves handed over, pondered for a moment and said, "Grandpa, are you really planning to hand them over to me?"

"Stinky boy, you are the only descendant of my Li family. If you don't give it to you, who else can you give it to, your unbelievable bastard father?"

Master Li said angrily, "Your father has his own means of suppressing the bottom of the box, and you are what grandpa worries about the most. With this, my father can also feel at ease."

Li Xiao didn't understand why the old man suddenly said such a thing. According to his age, the old man was already in his 80s. Ordinary people at this age would generally face their deadlines.

Coupled with year-round fatigue, ordinary people simply cannot withstand the ravages of time. If the old man was not a stranger, he might have passed away long ago.

"Grandpa, you..."

"It's okay." Mr. Li seemed to know what Li Xiao wanted to ask, and said with a bright smile, "Your grandpa, I can live for decades without any problem."

Hearing this, Li Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right, then grandpa will make up for you, and you will act like a god for grandpa."

Mr. Li looked at his beloved grandson expectantly.

Naturally, Li Xiao would not disappoint the old man, so he put on his gloves and wiped it on his face.A layer of tulle is covered.

Mr. Li is also interested.

I want to see what kind of performance Xiaoer will perform.

Li Xiao's voice changed suddenly, his pair of smart eyes suddenly became calm, his posture adjusted slightly, and the white light behind him became more turbulent.

Bursts of golden light shone between the brows, as if the eyes of the sky could detect everything.

The melodious opera tone is not like he can make a sound, it is melodious and pleasant, "Although an opera is an opera, it is the truth."

"My Yang Jian, of course. See through the world!"

Mr. Li could still tell at a glance that his grandson was playing the Erlang God Yang Jian. His movements were calm and his tone was shocking. Even he couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Li Pingfan, who heard the movement, came in, and was stopped by the old man when he was about to speak.

"I told you to move!"

Li Pingfan quickly shut up.

Li Xiao moved lightly, and the clothes on his body were filled with a strange circle of qi at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the qi turned into a thick armor.

A white face mask also appeared on the face, covering that layer of white gauze.

The gods came to the world!

Master Erlang!

(End of this chapter)