Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

Er Bao knew that he didn't have that kind of ability, otherwise the Huiren Xiandi many years ago would not have asked his son to send him away with his own hands.

Thinking of this, Er Bao felt sad again, and said, "I'm sorry, but if the curse is true, then the 'energy bomb' really won't work."

Yun Yu and Qiao Lin were very upset when they heard the words, but Er Bao immediately continued: "Maybe there is another way, let me try. Brother Qiao Lin, can you prepare some small lenses for me, the smaller the better, The clearer the better."

Qiao Lin asked, "What do you need the lenses for?"

Erbao said: "I'm going to use it to inlay in the hose to refract the light. But the copper mirror is not easy to break, and it will leave creases after breaking. If it is difficult to get it, find some copper beads instead. But the kind that needs to be finely polished. In addition, prepare a few soft metal pipes, and I will take them to process after I inspect them."

Qiao Lin said: "It's not difficult, but the reflective effect of copper beads may not be good, can gemstones?"

Er Bao blinked, "I need a lot."

Qiao Lin said, "That's it, then I'll try my best."

A moment later, the chief butler of Qiao's mansion came, holding a tray in his hand, and lifted the flannelette, oh, the light of the gemstone almost blinded Erbao's eyes.

I saw countless fine gemstones scattered on the cloth, and I couldn't see the owner's love for them at all. They were spread casually, and two gems were dropped when the flannelette was removed, but no one was seen to pick them up.

Er Bao squinted his eyes, "Tell me these are not gems."

The housekeeper was terrified, "Boss genius doctor, these are really precious stones, you don't dare to cheat in front of the old man and the young master."

Erbao: "..."

that is not what I meant.

Qiao Lin said in embarrassment: "Little boss, time is urgent, and the housekeeper can only make up for this. If it is not enough, let me go out to find a jeweler, and then return some more."

"No, no, there are too many, too many, these are beyond my imagination." Er Bao looked at them greedily, and said, "When you find a metal tube that is soft enough, you can start to inlay gems and put all of them in it." Afterwards, I will put this flexible tube into Grandpa Joe’s stomach sac, observe the lesion, and if it is not too bad, I will surgically remove the damaged part, otherwise, I will have to wait until there is a suitable stomach source to replace it directly. "

But now the organ bank has not been built yet, and there is no stock on hand. Even if the Qiao family's human and financial resources are used to search for stomach sources among the people, it may take several days to delay.Mrs. Qiao is already very weak, it's hard to say whether he can last until then.

"So that's how it is..." Qiao Lin was thoughtful, "Why don't we just use the peeping mirror?"

Erbao: "What?"

Yun Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and said dumbfoundingly: "There is a spying tool in the army called the peeping mirror, and the principle is similar to what the little boss said. It was originally used for spies lurking in secret passages or underwater to observe the external situation. It should be It can also be used for endoscopy."

"Oh, then I'm very lucky! Haha, haha." Er Bao's face was burning hot—you didn't say such a thing earlier!Well blame myself for not telling you what to do sooner.

After the peeping mirror was brought, Erbao gave Old Master Qiao two drops of tranquilizer down his throat.Mrs. Qiao couldn't speak immediately, and was about to fall asleep in a drowsy state.

He didn't eat anything in the past few days, so he skipped the vomiting process and started peeping directly.It's just that as soon as the hose was inserted into the stomach, there was a sour smell, and Er Bao was unprepared, and felt that his eyes were hot.

"Ah, it's too dark, I can't see clearly." Er Bao said.

In fact, I had cut someone else's stomach before, but it was a young and middle-aged man, who directly numb with half a tube of sedatives, opened the chest and made incisions, and there will be no scars after healing.

Old Mrs. Qiao was different, as he was getting older, even the blood loss during the operation might make him unable to wake up after lying down, so he had to observe clearly first.

Ling Yu said: "Use the back eye, Qiao Lin's night vision is much better than normal eyes."

Qiao Lin was already untying his hair, but he still pouted, "A Yu, I'm also a normal person, you can't exclude me."

Ling Yu: "..."

The last time I picked up Qiao Yi's hair, Erbao didn't look at her back eyes out of politeness. Now I have the opportunity to look at Qiao Lin's back eyes, and I'm really excited.

I saw Qiao Lin's long hair flowing down, and the strands of snow-like hair were gently gathered into his shoulders, it was as graceful as an exiled fairy.

Then, bang, a pair of eyes hidden in the hair opened a little on the back of the head.

Just, why, is it different from what you imagined?

The ice-blue eyes rolled, feeling weird and grotesque, completely breaking Qiao Lin's image of a banished fairy.

Er Bao held the spyglass in his hand, slowly adjusted the angle, and then stared at the back of Qiao Lin's head.Those eyes sometimes turned and blinked at him, and although he smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, goosebumps appeared on his arms.

It is no wonder that racial prejudice is hard to get rid of. People of the Jimu tribe may feel the same as him at this time when they see that other tribes have no back eyes. Imagine a person missing eyes on his face.

Jolin described what he saw one by one.If a stomach sac is divided into ten small areas, then three and a half of Mrs. Qiao's stomach has been damaged.It can be cut, but Erbao will undoubtedly have to cut his own blood to keep him alive.

Without further ado, Er Bao kicked everyone out, leaving Ling Yu alone to help.Holding half a cup of blood, Yun Yu stared at the small hourglass next to her. Every time the hourglass was drained—about the time of a stick of incense—she would give Old Master Qiao a mouthful of blood.

After Er Bao finished the operation and sewed up the stomach pouch, he cut his wrist again and took half a cup of blood, and asked Ling Yu to feed it all at once.Afterwards, he became dizzy, and the blood loss for two consecutive days was finally overwhelmed, so he lay on the chair in a daze for a while.

According to his instructions, Yun Yu waited for the wound in the stomach pouch to heal completely before taking off the dilator on the old man's chest, and gently patted him to wake him up, "Little boss, the stomach pouch has already closed."

Erbao woke up staring, staggered to the bedside, and breathed a sigh of relief after the examination, "Okay, although part of the stomach is missing now, but there is no focus, so the curse should be able to disappear for a while. The later recuperation Pay more attention and don’t eat any irritating food.”

As he said that, Er Bao started to sew up his chest, but he didn't have the energy to respond when he heard Ling Yu's constant thanks.

Wake up is the next day.

Ling Yu stood by the bed, and when he saw Er Bao woke up, he was overjoyed, and helped Er Bao to sit up, "God, you are awake, and slept for a day and a night. You have boiled several pots of ginseng soup, and you have to eat. Waiting to send it to you. I planned to report it to the lord, but I was afraid that he would skin me, so I had to hide it first. Little boss, I am sorry for causing you to become like this."

Erbao said: "I'm recovering very quickly, Sister Yunyu, don't blame yourself, and a cup of blood is nothing, compared to what I contributed to others that night, hmph, it's much less."

Ling Yu immediately summoned his servants to bring ginseng soup and food.Sitting at the table, Erbao watched them carrying goods into the house one after another.

The ginseng soup is really ginseng soup, and the old wild ginseng with thick radish died tragically in the pot. I feel that if I can escape this, it will be no problem to ascend to Taoism.

What are the food?Small roasted abalone, golden carp glue, black-bone chicken stewed antler, ganoderma lucidum with donkey-hide gelatin... even millet porridge is boiled with sea cucumber and cordyceps.

If Erbao hadn't read medical books, these heretics really wouldn't be able to name them.No, delicacies from mountains and seas, delicacies from mountains and seas.

Er Bao said: "Thank you, sister Ling Yu, but I never eat... meat."

Then he remembered the matter of breaking the precept again, and he couldn't get angry.

Seeing how angry he was, Ling Yu vaguely guessed something.After all, the breakfast the day before yesterday was full of meat flavors. It must be that the master bullied the little boss for not eating meat, and broke his precept on purpose.

Yun Yu sweated a little, and tried to persuade him, but Erbao still couldn't let go, so he only chose a few vegetarian dishes to eat.

Mrs. Qiao woke up earlier than Erbao, and now she is in good spirits and can eat some liquid food.With Qiao Lin by the old man's side, Ling Yu was free, and wanted to accompany Er Bao to the market to get a taste of the customs of the Jimu people.

Ling Yu ordered a few guards, and Er Bao found that one of them was tall and straight, similar in shape to a Tibetan bow, but his appearance was much different.

It doesn't work if they are much different, and I don't want to see those with similar stature, so Er Bao points him out and tells him not to follow.The guard was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lang Yu, but Lang Yu had no choice but to agree with a smile.

The architectural style of the Jimu people is very different from that of Kunlun. The white walls and domes of Qingyishui make people think of Qiao Lin's ancestral silver hair at a glance.I don't know why.

Among all the snow and white, only the tall city wall built after the unification of the six ethnic groups is made of blue boulders, and the bell and drum towers are unified red walls and green tiles and four-cornered cornices, which belong to the Hui people's style.

It is almost dusk now, the snow-white is covered with a gentle glow, and the towering Bell and Drum Tower is also endowed with a bit of sacredness.Qiuhu's enthusiasm subsided a lot, small vendors came out one after another, and the streets became noisy.

Erbao's mood improved, and he bought a colorful and bright green pearl and emerald gold-plated iron saddle for Yun Yu, and a pair of handmade cowhide boots, which he planned to give to Dong Ge'er when he went back. He also bought a fruit opener, Jade tobacco pipes and seven new dog ropes, and finally bought a women's pearl pink long sweater, which is very roomy, and a hair tie with clusters of cherry blossoms, for the little girl.

Yun Yu looked at his own saddle and said with a smile: "Little boss, if you use this thing, don't say I can't stand it, the horse can't stand it either."

Er Bao laughed: "Then let's see."

It's all right, indeed... glamorous and tasteful.Yun Yu said: "But little boss, I can roughly guess who the other gifts are for, women's undershirts and headbands?"

Erbao said: "Look at how beautiful this gauze is. Give it to Huahua. Huang Laosan must be so happy. As for the headband, it's for the earlobe."

Ling Yu said, "If I remember correctly, Lop Ear is a male rabbit."

"Ah, the lop ear is male? Then why is it clinging to Qiu Lengjun every day..." And seeing Qiu Lengjun licking the rabbit's head, no matter what, he couldn't imagine that the lop ear also had a little chirp.

Er Bao shook his head, forgetting to think about it.But he seemed to have forgotten Cheng Ming, so he scanned the stalls one by one.

But Yun Yu said: "Do you really want to buy it for Cheng Ming? The little boss doesn't know, Cheng Ming carried the mattress out that night to get out in the rain."

Er Bao was taken aback, "Isn't it a Tibetan bow?"

Yun Yu said: "No, it's Cheng Ming." I'm sorry Cheng Ming, for the happiness of the lord, you sacrificed a bit. "So, don't buy it for him, it's a punishment for him. To save the money, it's better to buy it for the lord. I bet, he will jump three feet high with joy, and he will cry if he doesn't keep it."

Er Bao fell silent, and Ling Yu sighed: "Hey, the lord didn't ask me to tell you this, but I can't stand seeing you guys making such a scene. Little boss, in fact, the one who rescued you from the magic machine It is none other than my master."

"What?" Er Bao didn't bother to rummage through the presents, "No, no, how is that possible? My benefactor has already been burned to death, and I saw it with my own eyes."

Yun Yu said: "What you see is real, but it may not be the original appearance of things. I remember the situation that day clearly. It was the New Year's Eve and the time for family reunion. I am the same as the lord. I have a home but it seems to be homeless. , so that night I accompanied the lord to lay the kerosene line, and it was also the thunderbolt that I personally placed..."

"After I finished, I went to let the wind go. The master stayed behind to ignite the fire. I also found the corpse he used to refine the puppet. It was a fallen soldier in the Seventh Army, a real fire leader. No one collected his body, and he was finally buried in a fire, so it would be considered complete."

"Wait, what puppet technique?" Er Bao's breathing gradually became rapid.

Yun Yu said: "Don't worry, let me speak slowly. The puppet art is a kind of witchcraft in Miaojiang. The master learned it from the former princess. Use a drop of effort to make the puppet recognize the master, and then mobilize the true master." Qi drives the puppet to do things. But the puppet is not a living person, it can do not many things, and its behavior will not be as sensitive as a living person. Little boss, recall, did the benefactor who saved you at that time make you feel weird? "

Er Bao: "...I, I can't remember."

Yun Yu said: "If you can't think about it, don't think about it. At that time, you just broke your shell, so I'm afraid you were confused. Little boss, you are the energy core of Shenji, but you are also a person, and the master has always known this. When you were sent, the lord had just turned six years old and even touched your shell. So he drove the puppet to rescue you, but unfortunately the puppet did not return to his life, so he thought you were also buried in the sea of ​​fire. Despite the pressure from all sides, he did not It took all your energy to think about this matter, and that's why you were stranded on Kunlun Avenue."

"Impossible!" Er Bao said anxiously, "If he really saved me, why didn't he tell me all the time? It's also because I keep talking about my benefactor and being angry with me."

Yun Yu said: "What am I lying to you for? This kind of lie can be broken as soon as you poke it. Little boss, think about it for yourself, why the people can only pray at the foot of the god machine, but can't climb to the top? Because to protect you, the god There is a restriction at the foot of the machine. It is also a kind of Miaojiang witchcraft, and only those with the blood of the royal family can enter. That is to say, no one in the world today is qualified to enter the center except the two brothers, the Lord and the Lord. Otherwise, with my ability, I can easily rescue you, why bother to drive the puppet?"

"But, but... I..." Er Bao could hardly think.In his memory, the little boy who touched him lightly through the radiant eggshell was the Tibetan bow?How could it be, this is too unbelievable, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?

Yun Yu said: "Think about it again, the little boss, the lord likes you so much, does he hope that you like him too, or does he hope that you will be grateful because he is your benefactor, and only promise him with his body to repay his favor? He is angry with you, he is jealous, can't you see it?"

Er Bao said: "Then if my benefactor is him, wouldn't he be eating his own jealousy? What's so good about his own vinegar? It doesn't even make sense."

Ling Yu laughed: "My lord is such a person. He just wants to have his own feelings, and he can't give a penny to others. Although the puppet is driven by him, the body is someone else's. He is also a completely different person from him, can he be happy? Besides, you made a fuss because you knew his identity, how can he tell the truth? Wouldn’t it make you more sad and push him even more? Far?"

Er Bao remembered what Cang Gong asked, "If your benefactor is as virtuous as I am, would you still be willing to resurrect him?" How did he answer, "No, no, no!" Well...

"He was the one who almost killed me, and he was also the one who saved me. He didn't kill my benefactor either. Then, do I have no grievances with him? Have I been talking for nothing for more than a year?" Er Bao's eyes were red, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

Why didn't you say it earlier?The feeling of being kept in the dark is too uncomfortable, and the feeling of guilt because I said hurtful things is too uncomfortable.

It can be avoided by saying it clearly!Can't we all be honest with each other?

You pour out your heart and soul to others and hold nothing back, but others hide all kinds of lies from you, just think about it and you will die of anger!

Er Bao stomped his feet angrily, but in the end he was still soft-hearted, worried that what he said would hurt Zang Gong, so he said: "No, I have to go back to Kunlun Mountain, and I have to apologize to him. Anyway, in this case He didn’t feel sorry for me, but I said something very serious.”

Seeing that Er Bao was about to cry, Yun Yu felt that the time had come, so he stopped him and said: "There is no rush at this moment, don't worry, the lord promises to wait for you, and he will definitely wait for you. Besides, you have to be sincere if you want to apologize, right? Why don't we go pick out a gift now?"

Er Bao pursed his lips, "What if he goes back late and runs away in anger?"

Yun Yu suppressed a smile, "No, he is also at fault."

Er Bao thought for a while, and it was true, so he nodded reluctantly.

After solving such a matter, Yun Yu felt more exhilarated than winning a battle, and his heart was clear, as if turning the clouds to see the moon, and an arrow piercing the sky, so he really wanted to rush back to Qiao's house immediately to call out the tall guard Play together and help carry things by the way.

The two walked to a stall selling clay figurines.The boss greeted him with a smile, and Er Bao picked up a small clay figurine wearing silver armor, a silver helmet, and a treasured sword in his hand, pointing the blade at the sky and shouting loudly.

"Who is this sculpture?" Er Bao asked.

The boss replied: "It's Emperor Yuanwu, guest officer. Before he ascended the throne, he was the commander-in-chief of the first army and settled down the Quartet. Guest officer, don't look at my booth is small, the craftsmanship is no worse than those who open the shop. These are all handmade by me." Kneaded. In addition to Emperor Yuanwu, there are also his father, his younger brother, and his family portrait. Look, how magnificent it is to put together, how about a set?"

Er Bao looked at the villain with an air of air, which was quite in line with the character of the character.Turning to ask Ling Yu: "Can he also use a knife?"

Yun Yu said proudly: "Of course, he can use any weapon, and he can use it better than anyone else. This is his talent, even the master is ashamed of himself."

Er Bao said: "But he doesn't know how to use a meteor hammer." That day in Lu Yanwang's weapon shop, he hammered the meteor hammer onto the wall.

Ling Yu: "This...it seems... Is there a meteor hammer among the eighteen weapons? What is a meteor hammer?"

Erbao: "It's the kind with an iron chain under the hammer, and iron stars inlaid on the chain."

Ling Yu: "..."

The stall owner laughed and said: "Guest officer, do you want Emperor Yuanwu to play with the meteor hammer? No problem, I will pinch one for you right away, but it will take two days to dry, and you can come and get it after two days."

Er Bao then took out the money, "Okay, I'll pay you another hundred copper coins, please pinch out all eighteen weapons and put them in his ass."

Ling Yu: "..."

The stall owner: "..."

Er Bao picked up another monster with green hair covering his whole body, grinning ferociously, "What is this?"

The stall owner said, "That's a strange monster."

Er Bao shook his head, "It's not like that."

The stall owner laughed again: "Little guest officer, it seems that you are only seventeen or eighteen years old, so you have never seen a strange monster, that's what a strange monster is like."

Er Bao didn't argue with him, but only asked: "Then is every strange monster like this? Is it like this when it's not crazy?"

The stall owner said: "You are the right person to ask. I usually make clay figurines, and I like to collect these anecdotes. People who come to buy my clay figurines also like to ask about stories related to clay figurines. He is really no different from a normal person, except that he has a pair of back eyes less than our Jimu people, which means he looks like a Huiren."

"It is said that they don't go crazy when they are young. Once they pass the ceremony, the impatience in their blood will slowly show up. It's like a ghost leader. They are crazy. They want to destroy things. They are so crazy that they even kill their own people. .And there is no pain, and it is more difficult to deal with than a beast that is eating meat."

Er Bao froze, "No pain?"

The stall owner said: "That's right, I'm not afraid of pain. It is said that the Alien Demon King himself will not do that, and the reason is not very clear. It is the secret of the Alien Demon Clan. But he can't solve the problems of the clansmen. Lock up those who are crazy, and don't let them hurt the old, the weak, women and children."

"The birth of newborn alien monsters is seasonal. There are many springs, so spring has become a period of concentrated onset of adult alien monsters. There are too many people, and they cannot be confined. The king of alien demons will put some of them in Foreign tribes go. Usually women are kept, because they are easy to control and can give birth, and those who cannot be controlled will be expelled, so that they will harm other tribes."

"Because of this, the reproduction of the alien monster race is a big problem. How can there be women, women can't bear children by themselves, and alien demons don't grow from trees. People are not happy, and they can't be big. The millions of Allied forces of the Six Nations are like sand, and they can be trampled firmly by just stepping on them. Otherwise, with their ability, they would have been invincible in the world long ago."

After Er Bao listened silently, he suddenly asked, "Do they really feel no pain? Is this reliable?"

The stall owner said: "Of course, I have personally seen exiled aliens harming the countryside. The patrol soldiers all stabbed with spears, but it was useless. They didn't die until the blood dried up. I heard that the coalition forces fought over Most of the time, they would be beheaded directly, and it would be in vain to suffer from the pain."

"Okay, let's hear this first. There is a potted plant seller over there, go and have a look?" Ling Yu sensed that Er Bao's mood was wrong, and changed the subject in time.

Erbao nodded, thanked the stall owner for his story, and bought both Emperor Yinjiayuan Wudi and this green little clay figurine of strange monsters, but he didn't want the one with eighteen kinds of weapons.

But he still kept repeating a question back and forth in his mind: Why doesn't the strange demon feel pain?

"This is very beautiful. What kind of plant produces fruits of different colors? Can I pick and eat them?" Ling Yu asked, pointing to a pot of green-leaved dwarf fruit trees.

The stall owner said: "This is an ornamental tangerine, you can only look at it, you can't eat it. To tell you the truth, because this fruit is dyed and has pigments on the outside. Even without the pigment, it is too small, and it must taste sour and bitter. "

Ling Yu let out a cry, and asked Erbao if he liked anything.Er Bao had sharp eyes, saw a pot of dead vines, and asked, "Why doesn't the boss dye that? Is that also for sale?"

The stall owner came over with the bottom of the pot and said, "Mr. Xiaolang has good eyesight. This is the most expensive pot in my stall. There is a price but no market."

Er Bao smiled and said, "But it has withered."

The stall owner said: "Shh, sir, keep your voice down, don't let others listen. This is indeed dead, but even if it is dead, it is still valuable, because it was made from the territory of the strange demon."

Yun Yu suddenly became serious, and asked: "You are not talking nonsense, are you? This is not a joke."

The stall owner said: "Hey, what are you kidding, yes it is, and it is not it. This lady, you can't compare with Mr. Xiaolang. You all know that after the death of the strange demon, the land will be listed as a restricted area. But a few days ago, someone really went in. After the convoy drove up the official road, a broken branch fell out of the wheel, and I picked it up."

Erbao felt curious and reached out to touch it.Yun Yu reminded him not to touch it, but it was too late, Erbao had already touched it, and was pricked by the dry thorns on it.

"Ah, it's bleeding." Er Bao withdrew his hand.

Yun Yu immediately tore off a part of her sleeve, and was going to bandage Er Bao, but Er Bao said there was no need for it, and then she remembered that the little boss's wound might heal faster than bandaging, so she turned to the stall owner and reprimanded: "You Do you sell potted plants without cleaning the thorns?"

The stall owner's face froze, and he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiaolang, I'm sorry, Ms., I, I'm from out of town to drive the stall, and I don't know the rules in the city. I have to go to sell potted plants. Sting? Ouch, people in the city are particular about it, I really don’t know, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt," Er Bao said with a smile, "Boss, it seems that you also know a lot about the strange monster, maybe you can tell me about it? For example, have you heard of the curse of the strange monster king?"

The stall owner looked at Ling Yu, saw that she had no objection, and said, "I've heard of it, I've heard of it." He told Er Bao everything he knew, which was roughly in line with what Ling Yu and Qiao's grandfather said, Just a little more fantasy.

Er Bao asked again: "Then do you know why the Divine Machine cannot eliminate the curse of the Yi Yao King? Can't the Divine Machine solve all difficult and miscellaneous diseases?"

The stall owner said: "I really don't know the reason, but the magic machine can't cure all diseases, unless there is a god living there. Well, the gods can't be too busy, hahahaha!"

The stall owner was joking, but when he saw that the customer was frowning, he wanted to sell the potted plant to him, so he said: "The doctor is in charge of the treatment, but the little old man thinks it is quite mysterious. I will take my own potted plant." Let me tell you, I was stung by a wasp before, and they all said that using honey can reduce inflammation and detoxify, but after I used it, not only did I not detoxify, but it even got worse."

"I went to the doctor and asked, and was scolded by the doctor, saying that bee venom and honey are from the same root. Of course, they are scored in order, and whoever is more powerful will prevail. Later, an incision was made to detoxify, and rub some Antidote and anti-inflammatory potion, hey, it will be fine in two days."

"A lot of things are both medicine and poison," Er Bao subconsciously said, "Honey may be useful for other wounds, but not for those from the same root. It is estimated that the wound has absorbed more toxins from the honey."

The stall owner: "That's right, that's what Xiao Langjun said! Then Xiao Lang, do you want my vine branch? If you want, I will thorn it for you."

Er Bao recovered from his stupefaction, and replied, "There's no need to stab it, just put it in a cloth bag. How much is it?"

Stall owner: "Two taels of silver."

Er Bao: "What? It's so expensive, so I don't want it."

The stall owner: "..."

After some bargaining, Erbao finally bought the cut vine for [-] copper coins.

Seeing his sharp tongue, no one would know why his face turned pale, let alone the turmoil in his heart at this time, struggling to weave the weird things he has experienced these days.

He didn't feel pain, and neither did the Yi Yao.It wasn't hysteria that night, but he went crazy and almost hurt Tibetan bow with a knife.And the prophecy of the high priest also said that the embers of the strange demon are still alive and will soon reappear in the world.

Going a little further, in Xinliwa's cottage, the potion from the alien race didn't work for him.And after the incident between Emperor Xian and Mrs. Qiao, he also realized that his own blood could not remove the curse from the King of Alien Demons.

Why, is it all a coincidence?Or is it because two forces with the same root and the same origin repel each other, and the winner takes priority?

If he is a strange demon, then the poison of the medicinal herbs is naturally no match for his precious blood, and his precious blood is naturally no match for the monster power of the king of strange demons, so it is only natural that the curse cannot be eliminated.

It all makes sense.The scene he saw in his dream, the scene of the man in golden armor leading the allied forces to destroy the strange monsters, was real, he saw it with his own eyes, and it was the reenactment of old events...

Erbao felt his eyes darkened in a trance, looked up at the sun, the red light of the sun covered the long street, and the charming sunset exuded charm, but he was like a black stone from the abyss in this brilliance, who was about to be scolded and abused Trampled, deserved to be kicked and trampled.

"Little boss, little boss?" Ling Yu was a little anxious.

"Huh?" The voice entered Erbao's ears again, and Erbao smiled tremblingly, "Did Sister Ling Yu ask me something? Haha, I'm distracted."

Ling Yu: "What's wrong with you?"

Erbao: "No, I am very happy today. The Jimu tribe is very beautiful, and the rumors about the alien monster tribe are also very novel."

Ling Yu's eyes flickered, wondering if Er Bao had guessed something, and said hastily: "Actually, the rumors may not be credible, I also heard that the King of Alien Demons is a broken sleeve, and his lover is also a man, but where in the world is it?" There are so many broken sleeves, it’s all rumors.”

Er Bao also laughed: "Yes, it's unbelievable. Sister Ling Yu, will every alien go crazy after they reach adulthood?"

Ling Yu said, "I don't know, maybe there are exceptions."

Er Bao nodded and was silent for a moment.Looking around the bustling street, the whole world is thriving, full of vitality everywhere, just divided into two poles with the withered broken branches in his hand.With a sore nose, he asked, "Did the Aliens have such a market before?"

Ling Yu said: "I don't know about this. It's all about the previous generation. However, the aliens have problems with reproduction, and their productivity should not be very strong. The newborn little aliens often do not have parents to take care of them. Even if they do, At most, only mothers or brothers and sisters who are also young, with generally young minds, do not know how to build and develop."

"So their demise is a natural choice." Er Bao remembered what he said before, if there are still strange monsters scattered in this world, he hoped that they would treat this world as their own and seize the opportunity again.

But in fact, they have been eliminated by this world!

"Little boss, are you...are you really okay?" Ling Yu was a little flustered, "Don't think wildly, it's all in the past, it's over long ago."

Er Bao smiled: "It's okay, I just got sand in my eyes, and then, I also have some emotions. Crazy strange monsters are scary, but have they done evil? At least, those who were imprisoned, still There are old, weak, women and children, they should not have harmed anyone, but when the cavalry stepped in, none of them could escape..."

Ling Yu immediately said: "However, I heard that when the alien race was destroyed, a group of women and children fled with their underage children, and there was no trace of them. Maybe they are still alive."

"Will it be?" Er Bao's eyes suddenly lit up with stars again.

"Yes, I will!" Ling Yu replied firmly.

Speaking of this, there was a sudden exclamation, and the two turned their heads to look at the same time, only to see a steam car roaring past, with two more cloth bags on one hand stretched out from the window, and Erbao was carrying a bag on his shoulder. Two bags are missing.

A fat head poked out the window and glanced behind.Er Bao stared at him in surprise, both of them were a little stunned.

The man was not a speeding thief, but just walked away with Erbao's things by accident, then threw the bag on the ground like trash, and quickly disappeared at the corner of the street.

Ling Yu was furious: "What a lawless bastard, are you afraid of hurting others by going so rampant? Left and right, catch up with me, hurry up!"

As the commander-in-chief of the first army, Yun Yu is naturally duty-bound to encounter this kind of thing. After running a few steps, he thought of Er Bao, and turned his head: "Little boss, don't go anywhere, wait for me to come back!"

Erbao: "Oh, got it! Be careful—"

Before the words were finished, Ling Yu had already led people away.Er Bao stepped forward to pick up the cloth bag, but the moment he bent down, his hair loosened, and the ribbon used to tie it disappeared inexplicably.He looked around, but he didn't see a single suspicious person.

Helpless, Er Bao found a stall selling hair bands and combs, bought a new one from the mother-in-law, and bought a comb to comb his hair.

I was combing, but my mother-in-law said: "Little Lang, you can't comb like this, you will poke your back eyes! Come on, come on, mother-in-law will help you comb."

So Erbao squatted down in front of his mother-in-law for no reason, and let her mother-in-law comb his hair.Unexpectedly, just after combing it twice, the mother-in-law shouted in a fuss: "Oh, why does Mr. Xiaolang have no back eyes? So you are not from our Jimu clan!"

Er Bao: "...Is it a matter of not being from the Jimu tribe?" Several men in the crowd cast their gazes at him, as if they had never seen a foreigner.

"No, no, it's because the mother-in-law has never seen the world, so don't blame me, Mr. Xiaolang." The mother-in-law laughed. Whose child is it, why is it so handsome! Look at the nose and eyes, you can see that he is a good boy with a kind heart, so attractive!"

Er Bao smiled shyly, and found that the men who had glanced at him just now were looking at him again.Feeling awkward, he walked to the place where he and Ling Yu parted ways just now, and found a stone platform to sit and wait.

The night began to shroud, lanterns were lit on the streets, and mosquitoes began to dance happily.

Someone patted his shoulder suddenly, Er Bao turned his head, and a cloth scarf fell on his face without warning.The smell of the sedative entered his nostrils, and he was numb before he could groan twice.

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