Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

In the face of Wu Shixun who couldn't be defeated, the little girl couldn't help but suggested,

"Grandpa, no, no, no, this big fool is not a normal person. Otherwise, let's take a knife and deal with him?"

The bald-headed old man refused with a serious face, "Bah, bah... We Sea Clan value peace and are determined not to kill, unless he commits suicide, otherwise, our hands cannot be contaminated with the cause and effect of human life."

"Ah? What if it's contaminated? Will it kill people?"

"No one will die, but it will be difficult to return to the Sea Clan in this life. Just like the shield of the cave, you will be blocked by the Sea Clan's enchantment."

"It's so scary? Isn't it that, in the future, it will no longer be a sea clan, but an ordinary person?"

"That's the reason, so don't do stupid things unless you have to. Besides, isn't it bad to be a sea clan? You can have an endless lifespan and the ability to overwhelm the sea. Maybe one day we meet a big opportunity, and we can still be successful. Wang Chengsheng."

"Understood, okay, just let this big idiot go. He's lucky to meet us."

The little girl stepped forward and tied Wu Shixun to the stern of the boat. In the end, in order to prevent him from grabbing the conch, she happily took it in her hand and played with it.

The bald old man had a heavy expression on his face, "Niuniu, this conch... it's not a good thing, let's throw it away!"

"What? How can such a small thing be unlucky? Could it be possible to kill someone?" She guessed at random, "Yeah! The red on it, shouldn't it be the person it killed, blood stained red? Bar?"

After speaking, she was so disgusted by her own thoughts that she threw the conch to the bald old man like a hot potato, "Hey, this **** thing, take it away quickly, I don't want to touch it."

"Hoo~~~~ I'm scared to death!"

She patted her washboard-like chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you thinking? You kid! This is a conch, it can't kill people, at most... it can make people confused. Ahem... It's just a monk who blows it will have this magic power, and ordinary people hold it... it's just What a waste. Otherwise, this fool can control you and me just now, and do whatever he wants to our grandfather and grandson."

The bald-headed old man looked at the conch carefully and pinched it secretly, but the conch didn't move, and he became more and more sure of his judgment.

The little girl could no longer calm down at this time, "Grandpa, hurry up and destroy it, do you still keep it to harm people?"

"What are you talking about, you didn't see me working hard." While speaking, the bald old man picked up his cane and hit the conch on it.

"Bang bang bang..."

A huge sound rang out on the deck. Fortunately, it was far away from the bow, and there was the sound of the waves as a cover, but no one heard the movement.

"Crackling..."

The crutches snapped...

"My God! So hard!"

The little girl picked up the head of the crutch in disbelief, with distress and reluctance in her eyes.

This crutch is not made of ordinary coral reefs. It is the symbol of her grandfather's throne. It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and has been well preserved. I didn't expect it to be destroyed on this conch today.

"Huh... worthy of being the only treasure in this world that restrains our sea clan, it deserves its reputation!"

The bald-headed old man sighed and stood up. He tried his best, and all the remaining spiritual power was used up.

The little girl said thoughtfully: "So, now we only have two ways to go, or we throw this conch back into the sea, let the waves take it away, and sink it to the bottom of the sea forever."

"Either, just take it with you and keep it under strict supervision, so that the human monks don't get it. Right? Grandpa!"

"Since it can't be destroyed, it can only be out of sight and out of mind, and it should be discarded completely. That's what our seniors from the Sea Clan should have done, otherwise they wouldn't be salvaged by these mortals. It's a pity..."

The little girl continued: "It's a pity that these people don't know the treasure, and they treat it as a plaything at will. Hahaha..."

"That's not necessarily true!" The bald-headed old man raised his arms and threw the conch several meters out of the sea. He didn't continue until he saw it sinking into the sea, "It's very strange that something happened to this ship. Maybe, it's just like this conch. It does matter. That Kun Jizi Mubei is a powerful treasure, and those who want to get it will do everything they can, and this may be the reason why the people on the ship summoned the calamity."

The little girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, "It's scary, it's really scary! This means that there is still someone who is trying to beat the mother-in-law, maybe... That person is not far from us, watching Our actions, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"It's not impossible, so... our grandfather and grandson must be vigilant, and we can't let people pick peaches."

The bald old man did not know how to speak, and he took out a strangely-shaped play knife from which pocket and handed it to the little girl, "This is actually the treasure of our lineage, the infinite moon ring knife, and now, I will pass it on to you. Well, it's best to use it for self-defense."

This knife is curved like a crescent moon, the back of the knife is inward, and the blade is outward. In the inner part, in addition to the handle of the handshake, there are strings of small silver rings hanging.

The little girl just held it in her hand, and a wonderful message came out of her heart. The method of using the machete can be passed down in this way.

"Yeah! Such a beautiful baby! This is a real treasure? What was this crutch just now? Was it used to scare people? Hahaha..."

"Hey... Just know, I still have a lot of spares in my pocket. You keep this in your heart and let it rot!"

"Got it! I'm not stupid! Hee hee~~" She smiled shyly, and then flicked her wrist, the machete spun, and the small silver rings made a tsunami sound.

This is not a fake that can only bluff people. I saw that the originally blue sky was covered with dark clouds and lightning flashes.

"Crackling~~clicking~~~"

A bolt of lightning struck the ship.

The two grandfathers and grandsons saw the opportunity quickly, one made a big move, and nimbly got into an abandoned wooden barrel, shielding themselves tightly.

That lightning seems to be very human, the kind that never stops until the target of the split is found. He turned a corner and attacked the stern.

Poor Wu Shixun was tied there, his eyes were so wide, he could only watch as he was slashed straight like a human target.

In just an instant, the lightning disappeared without a trace. On the other hand, Wu Shixun was so miserable.

His hair was scorched black and smelly from the electricity, his clothes were burnt to ashes, and his bare (...) exposed skin was also pitch-black with an unnatural red color.

He stayed there stiffly, his eyes still staring, just like a dead man.