Chapter 757 I am the Black Gold Ancient Sword 1
Hello everyone, I am Heijin Gudao, a ruthless rice dumpling-cutting machine.
There are also some unlucky owners.
The last owner was the most unlucky.
She flew here by herself.
This owner is not very smart. He was knocked unconscious by her when he was about to go to the Dead Girl Mountain.
Whenever he wanted to get going, she would knock him out.
Later, when his head was swollen, he gave up.
The Black Gold Ancient Sword was also helpless. She didn't want to play with fools.
But the master is a fool.
The Black Gold Ancient Sword has its own channels, don’t ask.
She had no idea how many times she had been to Siguniang Mountain.
The Zhang family is not the kind of person who would forget their roots.
So, the black gold ancient sword kept hitting all the way.
Zhang Qilin: . . . . .
He returned with a swollen head. It's okay if he doesn't go.
Otherwise, I always feel that he will be beaten to death soon.
Can you believe it? The ancient black gold sword has really become a spirit.
When Zhang Qilin heard the voice in his head, he wondered if it was an illusion.
It was the voice of a child about three years old.
Zhang Qilin looked at the sky, thinking it was probably a daydream.
So Zhang Qilin, who had strolled to Changsha, left again.
Zhang Qishan: . . . .
There seemed to be a void in his heart, as if something was missing. Was he being taken advantage of? It didn’t matter. There were still nine gates that could continue to be sacrificed. He would protect his adjutant.
There are still many things to do, but unfortunately, the patriarch has not been found.
On the other side, the black gold ancient sword was counting.
Her fool host was eating eggs.
Eat three at night, two in the morning, and three at noon.
Every time he eats, he stares at the chicken, and the chicken feels pain in its butt when it sees the mute.
Chicken: Help, my butt hurts.
Chicken: Don’t come over here.
In the end, the chickens would cover their butts and run away when they saw Zhang Qilin, especially the old hens.
The hens trembled when they saw it. Zhang Qilin, this egg maniac, actually prefers eating chicken.
But once the chicken eats the eggs, they are gone, but eggs can force the hens to eat them every day.
Black Gold Ancient Sword: . . . .
In the end, the trembling chicken was made into chicken.
Zhang Qilin, satisfied with the meal, was ready to go home.
He plans to raise chickens at Zhang's house because the place is big and he can raise them freely.
That way he had plenty of eggs to eat.
Along the way, Zhang Qilin ate chickens from all over the place, and finally left a hen and a basket of eggs, planning to let the hen hatch chicks, grow up and lay eggs, and then he could live a wonderful life eating chickens.
hen:....
I gave birth, isn’t it okay for me to give birth? If you eat the eggs, you can’t eat me. Mom, you have encountered a chicken-killing maniac.
Black Gold Ancient Sword: . . . .
Sometimes when you feel embarrassed, just pretend you don’t see or know someone.
After all, not every generation of Zhang Qilin is a normal person.
Well, there are not many normal people in the Zhang family.
Legally speaking, the Zhang family was the one who went "woowawawa" and then was taken away by "diwudiwu".
Abstract talented player. (′▽｀)
They keep crackling but don't die, and then they die very easily.
There were crackling sounds and clattering sounds.
She has seen people eating insects a lot, but she is still not used to it. However, she respects it.
Fortunately, this one loves chicken, candy, and rice, so she can help with that.
So the Black Gold Ancient Knife specialized in robbing other bad guys and she took over all the bad guys' warehouses.
No need to thank her, she's a polite knife.
So when Zhang Qilin looked at the knife with a strong sense of stealth, he also felt a sense of powerlessness.
"Don't steal."
Black Gold Ancient Sword: "Then spit it out."
Zhang Qilin felt aggrieved, but he couldn't spit it out because he had already digested it.
There was no restriction on street snacks at this time, so Zhang Qilin bought a lot and put them in the backpack, and the black gold ancient sword would be kept for him at this time.
It's a rare occasion that a silly roe deer appears in the Zhang family. What can we do? Just spoil it.
Little white rabbits grew in the wolf's den.
The black gold ancient sword has absorbed a lot of Qilin blood, and this blood is the stupidest.
There's nothing I can do, he's still a child.
Zhang Qilin paused, he is not a child.
Black Gold Ancient Knife: Who bought the candies in the basket? And you want them all? Baby, you've been exposed.
It turns out that hoarding things is a hobby of every Chinese citizen.
Ever since he knew that the black gold ancient sword had space and was willing to give it to him, Zhang Qilin had a feeling of letting himself go.
He has money. It was difficult to carry things before, but now he has a mobile warehouse and someone is always with him. He has an indescribable feeling in his heart.
He is needed.
When he returned to Zhang's house, Black Gold Ancient Knife looked at his own space and found that the little brat wanted to stuff everything in it.
Zhang Qilin looked at the Zhang family's overgrown weeds, first tidied up a small courtyard for living, and then started cutting the weeds with the black gold ancient knife.
Black Gold Ancient Sword: . . . .
"I'm not a sickle. Go get it from the warehouse. We have it there."
"Warehouse?"
Zhang Qilin didn't know, so he went there according to the instructions of the Black Gold Ancient Sword, opened the mechanism, and watched the flame below start up. There was a whole row of weapons below.
He came to the giant sickle, held it, and drew an arc. Very good, he liked this big one, and could cut a large area with one stroke.
The Grim Reaper's scythe cuts the weeds.
The hens in the chicken coop saw Zhang Qilin and retracted their heads, not daring to look at him.
It's very useful.
Large tracts of weeds were harvested. Zhang Qilin hooked them together and then lit a tinderbox. Flames with the moist scent of fireworks flew everywhere.
The black gold ancient sword flew to the roof and looked at Zhang Qilin below. It would be a pity not to go farming.
With the Zhang family's physical fitness, physical strength, and ability to repel insects.
One person can work ten acres of land a day, just like a super-strong beast.
However, at this time, the black gold ancient sword could not be seen for long, because Da Congming had already thrown the potatoes and sweet potatoes in to roast.
We can tidy up this area by turning the soil tomorrow. After a month, the weeds will be gone.
The Zhang family's bluestone pavement appeared on the bare ground.
Zhang Qilin was sweeping with a broom.
Gradually, the Zhang family began to become clean.
Only when it was time for dinner, Zhang Qilin would actively ask the black gold ancient sword for food.
When the little yellow chicken was brought out by its mother, Zhang Qilin followed behind.
The hen is no longer afraid at this time because it has a golden medal of immunity from death.
It found that Zhang Qilin, a two-legged beast, liked its little yellow chicken very much.
After the Black Gold Ancient Sword absorbed the things from the Zhang Family Ancient Building in the old house, it vaguely discovered that she might be able to transform.
But she prefers her current state.
If others saw it, they would definitely think it was haunted.
A knife was flying around Zhang's house, commanding people.
For the Zhang family, they had seen the bloody corpse of the rice dumpling, so the black gold ancient sword was very magical.
So when Zhang Jiuri came back, he had a fight with the Black Gold Ancient Sword. Who would have understood, my family? He was scared half to death, and was defeated.
The patriarch also saw it.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
"How did you come."
Zhang Jiuri: Why am I here? I’m here to see the clan leader. Do you still remember Zhang Jiuri from Scorpion Lake? We made an appointment.
Zhang Qilin: I don’t remember.