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Chapter 255 The Mountain God Gets Married
Seeing that I finally calmed down, Lao Cao breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it, I was terrified just now! Oh, but Xiao Wu, don't tell me, you have mastered the flame knife, and you are much more powerful immediately. Just now I even I think you can reach the middle and lower level in Jianghu."

I almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "I'm just a middle and lower class now?"

To be honest, I thought my current strength could compete with Xi Tian, ​​after all, I have integrated too much power.

Lao Cao said: "I won't lie to you, you can barely be regarded as a middle-to-lower level now."

"The upper middle level, how good is it?" I asked Lao Cao.

Lao Cao thought for a while, and said: "Let's do this! Think about it, wait until you find all the weapons of Patriarch Grandma, and then activate these weapons. And gather three soul snakes, and completely integrate the soul snakes into your soul, In this way, it is estimated that it can barely reach the upper-middle level..."

I can't imagine how awesome this is.

Lao Cao patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, don't think about it here! In short, you just need to remember that your strength is not very good now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement in the future."

I nodded thoughtfully.

"Let's go, it's not far from here in the village, we have to go get something to eat quickly. Damn, I'm starving..."

Lao Cao walked forward clutching his chest while cursing the bad weather.

Before, Lao Cao burned a coat, and his ability to prevent cold was greatly reduced.But I don't feel cold at all.

After walking for about two hours in this icy and snowy field, I finally saw a tall mountain. This mountain was particularly obvious in the snow.

Lao Cao pointed excitedly: "That's the mountain, and the village is on the top of the mountain. Damn, it's finally there."

With the goal, our speed has also accelerated a lot.As the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse. Although we thought that we ran very fast and we should be able to arrive in a few minutes, in fact, we still ran for an hour before finally reaching the village.

The entire village has been covered by heavy snow, and there is no color other than white.

While rubbing his hands, Lao Cao said to me: "The villagers generally don't go out at this time, even if they urinate, they use the urinal. I will take you to my old cousin. Every time I deliver goods, I eat there. live."

I found that Lao Cao's hands were rotten from the cold, full of chilblains, very miserable.

With one foot deep and one shallow foot, we came to a street in the middle of the village.From far away, I saw a big signboard with big red characters that stood out: "Point!"

I know this is the meaning of consignment point.

After Lao Cao saw the consignment point, he ran up in a hurry and knocked hard on the door of the consignment point: "Wang Tuozi, Wang Tuozi, open the door quickly."

The door was opened, and an old man with a hunchback came out slowly, looked at Lao Cao with a calm expression, and said, "Here you are?"

Lao Cao nodded: "Wang Tuozi, hurry up and get me some wine, I'm fucking freezing to death."

"Come in!" Wang Tuozi said.

Lao Cao hurriedly beckoned me to go in and found a place to rest for a while, while he curled up by the stove, breathing continuously.

"Wang Tuozi, what time is it? If you don't light the stove, you are not afraid of being frozen into a zombie." Lao Cao said half-jokingly.

"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Tuozi poured Lao Cao a glass of white wine, then handed me another glass, and said, "Now the whole village dare not start a stove..."

I also suddenly remembered that when I entered the village, I had never seen any chimneys emitting smoke.

Lao Cao hurriedly asked: "Why? If the stove is not lit at this time, isn't that courting death?"

Wang Tuozi sighed: "It's a mess, who dares to light the stove."

Old Cao looked surprised: "Troubleshooting? What kind of trouble is it?"

Wang Tuozi didn't answer, but just opened the window with his head probed, then walked out the door, looked around, mysteriously.

After returning, he whispered to us: "The matter is getting serious. The mountain god is going to marry a wife, and he will marry one in a few days. When he sees someone lighting a stove, the wedding party will go to his house!"

"By the way, don't talk nonsense to outsiders."

I asked with great interest: "How do you know that the mountain god married a wife?"

"You think, every time the wedding party passes by, there will be a team of chirping instruments squeaking, and the sound of the bride crying. Isn't this a marriage?" Wang Tuozi said: "I have lived most of my life, Tuozi. You have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, you little doll, don't doubt what I say."

I glanced at Lao Cao.

But Lao Cao laughed loudly: "Hey, Wang Tuozi, it's your fault. What age is this, and you still practice feudal superstition? It's nothing like a mountain god getting married. Come on, come on, turn up the stove quickly. Wake up, if something really happens, count it on me, do you think it will work?"

Wang Tuozi rolled his eyes at Lao Cao: "Get lost, I want to live if you don't want to live."

I thought to myself, Lao Cao doesn't have much face.

"Wang Tuozi, you really don't want to lose face, don't you? You forgot, I can catch ghosts." Lao Cao said.

Wang Tuozi said: "As far as your three-legged cat kung fu is concerned, it is not enough for others to fight in front of the mountain god. You should hurry up. Oh no, the snow has already closed the mountain. How did you get in here?"

Lao Cao said: "My brother is a capable person. It is not a fart at all if the mountains are blocked by heavy snow."

"Your brother, is he a swordsman?" Wang Tuozi asked.

Lao Cao looked at the flame knife on my back and said with a smile: "Swordsman, what is a swordsman? My brother is a hundred times or a thousand times stronger than a swordsman. Even if the Bull Demon King sees him, he must take the initiative Back away."

Wang Tuozi obviously didn't believe it: "Tch, if you brag again, I'll kick you out."

Old Cao said: "Fuck, don't you believe me? Well, I'll let you see how powerful my brother is. Well, if you can lift the knife on my brother, I'll count you Great, I will pay you 50 yuan. Otherwise, you have to cooperate with us."

Wang Tuozi hesitated for a while, and finally nodded: "Well, that's fine! I want to see how powerful this knife is."

As he spoke, Wang Tuozi glanced at my back.

I took out the flame knife casually and put it on the table: "Come on."

Wang Tuozi smiled coldly, then grabbed the flame knife and was about to pick it up.

But he never expected that this knife would be overwhelming in the hands of ordinary people. After all, the knife was wrapped with the hostility of two hundred Yin soldiers.

Wang Tuozi tried several times but failed at all. In the end, he could only give up and sat on the ground panting: "Damn, I'm exhausted. Why is this thing so heavy?"

Lao Cao said: "I told you that my brother is not a mortal anymore, and you still don't believe it. What's the matter, did you believe it this time?"

Wang Tuozi nodded: "Yes, I believe it."

"Also." Lao Cao said, "I'll let you light the stove now, so there's nothing wrong with it."

Wang Tuozi said: "Don't light the stove, I'd better tell you something even weirder!"

Lao Cao asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember that lunatic?" Wang Tuozi asked.

"Remember, what's the matter? Isn't he the only survivor who came back from Wawu Mountain?"

Wang Tuozi nodded: "Well, yes, the whole village dare not light a stove now, only his house can light a stove. And we can often hear women's laughter coming from his house at night, so... we Now I don’t dare to go to the old lunatic’s house.”

Lao Cao glanced at me: "Brother, what do you think we should do?"

I said, "Go! Go to the old madman's house. He must know something."

Lao Cao nodded, and then glanced at Wang Tuozi again: "Wang Tuozi, please remember that there is still a bet between us. Although I am not lighting a fire at your house right now, it may happen in the future." If you have any request, you have to promise me."

Wang Tuozi seemed unwilling to let us stay in his house, and urged us repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, can't it be okay after I know?"

I didn't stay any longer, and let Lao Cao take me to find the old lunatic.

I want to find some clues from the old lunatic. I want to know what happened on Wawu Mountain?What the hell is going on with this mountain god marrying a wife?

Does all this have anything to do with me?

The clues Tianlei gave me must be closely related to me, or at least Yinpai.

When I came to the gate of the old lunatic's house, I found that the whole yard was in a mess, but luckily it was covered by heavy snow.

Even so, it can still be clearly seen that there are obvious signs of being tossed in the yard.

The old lunatic probably rolled around in the snow nest when he had nothing to do. Normal people can't understand the world of neuropathy.

Lao Cao said to me: "Crazy people are most afraid of villains. Later, you should pretend to be fierce. First of all, you have to frighten him, so that you can ask questions."

I nodded: "Success!"

Lao Cao took me to knock on the door.

But no one opened the door at all, and there was no movement inside.

"It seems... there is a strange smell." I looked at Lao Cao suspiciously.

Lao Cao frowned, then sniffed it, and cursed to himself, it smells like fucking barbecue.

After finishing speaking, Lao Cao kicked open the door and broke in.

And when we broke in, we were horrified to find a dirty middle-aged man who was putting his hand on the stove. His hand was already bubbling and reddened.

That weird smell of barbecue came from the stove.

After the old lunatic saw us breaking in, he grinned and smiled at us while drooling.

"What the hell are you doing!" Seeing his appearance, Lao Cao rushed up immediately, kicking the old lunatic to the ground: "Don't die."

The old lunatic smiled: "Are you with them? Haha, you are with them."

Lao Cao went up and slapped the old lunatic twice: "Wang Wannian, what kind of disease is this you bastard? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look good. Xiao Wu, help me look at it, I will find some medicine to apply to this grandson. .”

Wang Wannian was slapped twice by Lao Cao, and he became much quieter, but just stared at the stove in a daze.

Wang Wannian Wang Wannian, Wang Ba of Wannian, this name is quite interesting.

(End of this chapter)