Opening Awakening Weapon Box

Chapter 3 Reunion

When the pale golden brilliance bloomed again, Mr. Wuchen truly possessed his martial spirit.

It was an open box, and it was full of various tools, including hammers, saws, nails and other common objects that Su Yuntao knew.

In addition, there are many, many things that are not even familiar in appearance.

"This"

Young Master Wuchen smiled lightly, without any oppressive aura.

"Master Su, please be blunt, don't care about my identity, just treat me like those ordinary children."

Su Yuntao swallowed.

You must be cautious in your words and deeds, otherwise you will save face here, and no one is willing to offend this person from Wangcheng for themselves.

"This martial soul?" He organized his words, "Currently, among the martial souls recorded in the Spirit Hall, there is no martial soul similar to yours, son, so it is temporarily impossible to judge what type it is. To a certain extent, say It should be possible to be an artifact soul, but this seems to be different from the general artifact soul."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched it.

"My lord, you see, this is a solid body. Ordinary artifact souls are mostly phantoms. Without the infusion of soul power, it is just a shadow with no effect, but yours is different."

Su Yuntao wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Haha, it's really hot this day."

Wu Chen glanced at the long sleeves he was wearing, and glanced at the sun in the sky.

"Please go ahead, it's okay, talk about what you have, they won't do anything to you."

He tilted his head, showing a gentle smile.

Su Yuntao's back was sweating coldly.

"Hahaha, the young master was joking. As you, how can you have the same knowledge as a villain like me?"

He carefully glanced at the young master, who just smiled and didn't reply.

"Young master, don't worry, this matter will stop spreading when it reaches me. Without your permission, the villain will not report it to the Hall of Spirits."

Wuchen waved his hand, "That's not necessary."

As he said that, with a thought, the box on the ground was put away by him.

"That thing is called a military equipment box, which is considered an artifact soul. As for my innate soul power, Master Su, you can just remember it."

"By the way, my name is Wuchen."

After that, he turned and walked back to the carriage.

When getting into the car, Wuchen patted the driver on the shoulder and whispered something into his ear.

Finally, he glanced at Su Yuntao, smiled at him, and walked behind the curtain.

It was this glance that made Master Su think that his life had come to an end, and he had already begun to think about his life.

If he had worked harder then, would his status have been higher than it is now, and he wouldn't use such a village to awaken people's martial souls.

I will never meet this young master from Wangcheng!

But he forgot that when the young master found him, he was referring to him by name.

The coachman threw down a bag of things and landed in front of Su Yuntao.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Then, the sound of the wheels rolling over the soil rang in Su Yuntao's ears.

He stared blankly at the receding carriage, and after a long time, he picked up the bag on the ground.

He opened it nervously, only to find that it was full of gold soul coins!
"bonus!"

Su Yuntao looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one around, he carefully put the bag into the innermost layer of his clothes.

"Young Master Wuchen, you are such a good man!"

"It seems that Mr. Wuchen doesn't want to cause too much commotion, so the innate soul power... Well, it's not good to be too mediocre, and it's not good to be too outstanding, so let's just take the middle."

"Wuchen, Martial Soul: Military Equipment Box, Innate Soul Power: Level [-]."

"Tang San, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass, innate soul power: tenth level."

"With that boy who has lost his martial soul, he should be able to cover up the brilliance of the young master!"

Su Yuntao packed his bags and set off again. Today he still has a few villages to go.

the other side.

Bid farewell to the Holy Soul Village of the master of Wuhundian, and welcome distinguished guests again.

But the distinguished guest came quietly.

The carriage stopped far outside the village.

The coachman and some accompanying people were left outside, only Tang Yuehua and Wuchen walked into the village together.

Holy Soul Village is located at the southern end of Notting City in Fasno Province.

It is the junction of Tiandou and Xingluo. There are often businessmen passing by the entrance of the village, so the villagers are not surprised to see the carriage.

Not far from the village, there are three adobe houses. On the big house in the middle, there is a wooden sign about one meter long, with a very simple hammer painted on it.

In such a world, the hammer is the blacksmith in the broadest sense.

This is the only blacksmith shop in Shenghun Village, and it is also the residence of Tang San and his son.

Tang Yuehua walked to the door with Wu Chen, reached out and gently knocked on the door.

The door of the room was very dilapidated, even if Tang Yuehua moved slightly, the dust visible to the naked eye would still fall down.

"Who is it!"

A rough male voice came from the back room. Just by listening to the voice, one could imagine a middle-aged man with a bearded face and unkempt appearance.

Hearing this sound, Tang Yuehua closed her eyes slightly, and the jade hand placed in front of her body trembled unconsciously.

Seeing that she hadn't made a sound for a long time, Wu Chen patted Aunt Tang's shoulder and nodded towards her.

Then he shouted at the door: "Master Yuexuan is visiting, please open the door."

"What shit."

The man in the room seemed to have thought of something, and the cursing words stopped immediately.

Then he said with a firm tone: "I don't know what Yuexuan is, you guys should leave, we won't entertain you."

Wuchen smiled lightly.

"Uncle Tang, everything needs to be faced. As a junior, I don't want to see that the relationship between the seniors cannot be restored. If you haven't come out to meet with me, then the junior has no choice but to go to those who want to know your whereabouts." People went to reveal it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yuehua who was beside him glared at him.

Wuchen just smiled lightly and returned a reassuring look.

The door was still not opened, and the rough voice came again, "Do you know who I am? You shouldn't know, otherwise how dare you threaten me like this?"

"I wasn't sure at first, but judging by your current attitude, this junior can be sure."

"Since this is the case, do you still dare to do this, are you not afraid of death?"

"The matter of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, with the temperament of the seniors, we will definitely not do it. What's more, the purpose of our coming here is just to see Uncle Tang, and we have nothing else to ask for, so why should Uncle Tang?" How about letting your six-year-old child see blood?"

"you!"

The conversation ends there.

Outside the door, Tang Yuehua looked at Wuchen rather dissatisfied.

What this kid just said has nothing to do with what she usually teaches.

While clarifying the interests and interests, use the difference in identity to threaten.

How can there be any normal aristocratic etiquette?
What I was about to say, isn't this the method of the royal family?

"Xiaochen, don't you?"

"Aunt Tang, what's the matter, I'll ask after seeing Uncle Tang, I won't lie to you."

Wuchen still had that calm and breezy look.

It was also the first time for Tang Yuehua to know that the child she watched growing up had so many differences.

The previous child was also in a similar situation to him.

Hope they end differently
Just as he was thinking, the dusty door opened.

(End of this chapter)