Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

Suddenly he found a small shiny object where Ya Shen disappeared. Driven by curiosity, Tang San stepped forward and picked it up.

This was a white and transparent kettle that felt like a piece of warm jade. Before Tang San could react, the kettle suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a handsome blue man came out of the kettle.

"Huh? This time it's actually an ugly and stupid human being. In this case, you have to fulfill my three wishes." Mo Xie looked at Tang San and said.

Looking at the blue-skinned person who suddenly appeared in front of him, the corners of Tang San's mouth twitched crazily. Why was this person so weird that he still had to fulfill his three wishes?

"What are you?" Tang San asked, looking at Mo Xie who turned into a handsome blue man.

"Since you sincerely asked for advice, in order to prevent the destruction of the God Realm, to protect the peace of the God Realm, and to implement the instructions of the God Realm, I would like to give the cute and charming pot god Oli who cleans up the Tang Sect's god's residence." Mo Mo. Xie bit the rose in his mouth, raised his head and closed his eyes with a proud look on his face.

After hearing the information from the Tang Sect, Tang San's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Mo Xie, who had turned into Aoliji's appearance, with murderous intent.

"What, you actually cleaned up the Tang Clan!" Tang San glared at Mo Xie with wide eyes.

Mo Xie showed a very proud look, raised his head and said arrogantly: "Yes, I am the Pot God Oligui who was sent by the God Realm to clean up the Tang Sect. I didn't expect that there are still people who remember my glorious deeds. , I am very pleased."

Tang San's eyes were on fire at this moment, he glared at Mo Xie and said, "Oli, have you ever heard of Tang San's name?"

Mo Xie pretended to admire him and said, "Tang San is the hero of our God Realm, the one I admire!"

"Is Tang San a role model in the God Realm?" Tang San looked at Mo Xie in disbelief, "Isn't Tang San an outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect?"

"No, he is an outstanding traitor of the Tang Sect, but he is an outstanding pacifier of chaos in our divine realm. I am very glad that I was seriously injured and can guard Tang San's tomb in the mortal world." Mo Xie pretended to look proud. With Tang San.

"Guarding the tomb?" Tang San's eyes lit up, there might be clues in the tomb, so he said to Mo Xie, "Oli, can you take me to Tang San's tomb?"

"You?" Mo Xie frowned and looked at Tang San warily, "No, even if you look exactly like my idol, that's not okay."

Exactly the same?Tang San glanced at the handsome blue-skinned guy in front of him, and thought to himself: Then I can just pretend to be Tang San's descendant. I don't know who this Tang San is.

"Actually, I am a descendant of Tang San. My father wanted me to inherit the glory of my ancestor and named me Tang San."

"Oh! Is that so?" Then I have to test you, what is the name of the place where Tang San jumped? "

"Ghosts are worried!" Tang San answered immediately.

Mo Xie pretended to be surprised and looked at Tang San in disbelief, "How is it possible? How could you know? If not, I will test you again!"

"Okay, just ask the question!" Tang San's face darkened. Wasn't this the place where he jumped?He remembered that he jumped down and died. How could it be possible that he had betrayed the Tang Clan.

"Then what did Tang San leave behind before he jumped off the ghost?" Mo Xie asked again.

"Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle!" Tang San said while looking at Mo Xie with a cautious eye.

"Haha! You guessed wrong, it's not the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!" Mo Xie took a deep look at Tang San and thought to himself: I didn't expect that Xiao San, a turtle grandson, was very thoughtful and started to test it so quickly.

"Wait, it's not fair. I have paper and pen here. You have to write your answer on it. This way you won't change your answer after I tell you." Tang San said and took out the paper and pen from the foot binding cloth.

Looking at the foot-binding cloth on Tang San's body, Mo Xie walked forward with some curiosity, looked at the foot-binding cloth on Tang San's body and asked: "Boy, you actually use the foot-binding cloth to store things?"

Tang San turned his head away in embarrassment. The foot wrap was smelly and long and he didn't want to use it, but Mo Xie's space equipment was only left to Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong, who Mo Xie recognized as his sister. , he really wanted it, but the other party wouldn't give it to him. Thanks to his luck, he managed to find a foot-binding cloth.

"You don't have to worry about it, just write down the answer quickly." Tang San looked at Mo Xie with some annoyance.

"Boy, do you usually put out water and food?" Mo Xie touched his chin and looked at Tang San's foot-wrapped cloth, "If you put it out, will it smell when you take it out? If there is a smell, will it smell good? The taste is offensive to you, do you still want to eat it?"

"Oli, hurry up and write the answer!" Tang San's entire face turned dark. He now deeply suspected that the gods in the God Realm were all mentally retarded.

Mo Xie picked up the pen and wrote Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus on the paper. In order to prevent Tang San from noticing, Mo Xie deliberately wrote crookedly like a child's graffiti. He put down the pen and looked at Tang San and asked, "Boy, can't you Do you like the taste of foot-wrapped cloth? It tastes even sweeter if you dip it in a little bit of foot-wrapped cloth?"

"Oli, shut up!" Tang San glared at Mo Xie in annoyance. Did the bastard God Di in front of him have his brain damaged? This brain was definitely sick.

"You're angry. You're actually angry. That must be the case. You like to eat food that smells like foot wraps." Mo Xie clapped his hands and applauded.

"I..." At this time, Tang San even had the heart to kill the god named Aolijie in front of him, but there was one thing he didn't know, and that was Aolijie's strength.

"Are you speechless? I know you like to eat food with the flavor of foot wraps. What's the shame? I also like to eat food with the flavor of milk!" Mo Xie couldn't help but think of Zhu Zhuqing.

Tang San no longer wanted to talk nonsense with this ruined god named Aoli Gei. He felt that every conversation was challenging his bottom line, "Oli Gei, if I guessed it right, the answer you wrote should be Buddha is angry with Tanglian!"

"What? You, a brat like you who loves the smell of foot-wrapped clothes, actually guessed it." Mo Xie looked at Tang San with wide eyes, "Then I can only use my trump card."

"Come out! I, Tang San, will take over!" Tang San gritted his teeth and looked at the abominable god's residence with blue eyes in front of him.

Mo Xie cleared his throat, pinched his shoulders and said, "Oh, after so many years, my shoulders have become sore, my legs and feet have become weak, and my back is getting worse and worse."

"Huh?" Tang San looked at Mo Xie doubtfully, "Oli, what tricks are you playing?"

"I just want someone to rub my shoulders, squeeze my legs, and rub my back." Mo Xie looked at Tang San meaningfully.

Tang San had a gloomy face, walked up behind Mo Xie, lifted Mo Xie up and rubbed his back and shoulders, then ran in front and squeezed Mo Xie's legs.

"Very good, the strength is just right. I'll squint for a while and then talk about the third question after I wake up." Mo Xie closed his eyes and dozed off.

Looking at Mo Xie sleeping, Tang San's perception of the God's Mansion dropped to another level. This Mansion was no longer a God's Mansion at all. It was no different from those scoundrels.

An hour later, Mo Xie yawned. Looking at Tang San who was trying hard to squeeze his legs, Mo Xie nodded with satisfaction and said, "Young man is pretty good. With this strength, I will open a massage parlor in the future and tell me. I must take care of your business more."