Three Burials of the Tang Dynasty with Bronze Head and Iron Arm[Comprehensive English and American]

Thank goodness, although Sanbu could not bear to reject the expectant little loli, but the extremely ashamed Captain America firmly rejected this absurd proposal of masturbation.

"Thank you, Chen, but I don't need it anymore. In fact, I just feel a little emotional. It seems that more than 20 years have been stolen in the blink of an eye. I have lost touch with society."

Steve recalled that he was clumsily asking how to use the new communicator just now, and couldn't help laughing at himself, probably because Peggy and Howard were still alive, he unexpectedly didn't have much resistance.

The old father, San Zan, heaved a sigh of relief for this relationship between grandfather and grandson, and wrapped the furious Dragon Girl around his wrist.

It's a pity, looking at the big golden retriever's gentle and heart-wrenching smile, he searched his brains for a long time, but he couldn't find a word to comfort Steve.

After all, the mage's nerves are as rough as his painting style. Even though he wondered when he would have more memories of the ninth life, when the wind blows in his daughter's ears, all he can think of is the shy and timid sentence of his wife, "Is my daughter beautiful?" beautiful".

Seeing Master's distant gaze and smile at the corner of his mouth, but a small blush appeared on his delicate cheeks, Longnu raised her head and blinked her big clear eyes half understanding.

The little girl peeked at Steve shyly and awkwardly, and thought aggrievedly: Okay, okay, he looks so good-looking, the princess will not bother with him this time.

Then the little dragon with long chopsticks was carefully wrapped around Steve's wrist under the cover of the master's monk's robe.

The little girl also carefully controlled her real weight, for fear of overwhelming Steve.

After all, Dragon Girl's body is a white dragon tens of thousands of feet long, and its weight...is not too different from the Dinghaishen Needle.

Steve's quadruple vision and quadruple senses immediately caught the not-so-subtle movements of the Dragon Girl. Considering the difference between Chen and his apprentices and ordinary people, he turned sideways subconsciously and covered them with his sleeves. The body of the little white dragon.

After finishing all this, he whispered: "What's wrong?"

The dragon girl didn't understand, but she could see the meaning of the other party's question. She looked at the weak Steve, and comforted him in a low voice: "20 years is nothing, don't be sad, sometimes I can't even sleep. It will take hundreds of years."

Steve didn't understand, and couldn't help looking at Sanbu.

The third burial recovered from the king's beautiful face, thoughtfulness and gentleness, and worked hard as an interpreter for them.

"Bai Long'er said that you are still too young, what is more than 20 years, hundreds of years will pass by in the human world if she sleeps."

The mage looked at the shocked Captain America, and Bajie who wanted to inquire about the news but was stunned by the New York police's English, and fell into deep thought again with a very solemn expression.

He thought: Maybe we need an English teacher.

The mage was still recalling the price of English tutoring, and he didn't notice that Steve paused strangely after hearing his translation. His body was a little stiff after being shocked by the amount of information that the dragon girl confided, but he quickly When he came back to his senses, he subconsciously began to speculate on the true origin of the three burials.

... Well, he couldn't guess, but Chen and Longnu saved him, so he shouldn't have doubts about his friend's identity.

Steve rubbed his forehead helplessly, feeling that he could no longer keep up with the times, and his thoughts were almost frozen into old popsicles. He looked at the white dragon baby's eyes as clear as the blue sky, and realized that the dragon girl really didn't feel 20 or hundreds of years is a long time, and I don't think my own words are so amazing.

But it was an unqualified consolation from a sweet little girl, a pretty little white dragon.

Captain America's expression softened, he gently stroked the cute and sparkling horns of the little white dragon with his fingertips, and those blue eyes like the sky gradually cleared up.

He said softly: "Thank you, Bai Long'er."

This sentence is matched with his expression, even without the translation of San Zan, Longnu can guess all about it.

"No, you're welcome, this is also true."

The dragon girl tilted her head ignorantly, and couldn't help but think: His eyes are so beautiful, just like the ocean... Is this the smallest ocean in the world?I like blue eyes.

Congratulations to this loli, what a flag of color control!

The little dragon like a jade carving bent its body embarrassingly, its snow-colored scales seemed to be showing a lovely tender pink, and then it took the initiative to rub against Steve's warm palm, and happily swayed the little dragon. small tail.

Well, although there is no decompression, Steve's mental state is still a little more relaxed.

Not long after, Howard, who had been driving at full speed towards the signal location since receiving Steve's message, finally arrived at the police station where the third burial was located.

A group of little policemen who admired and were curious about him came chattering and watching, but they had to return to their posts in despair under the stern expression of the sheriff.

Seeing that Steve's eyes were red within a second, he strode over, and the third funeral was unknown, so he also looked up at this well-known figure—the father of Iron Man Tony Stark.

The Buddha testified that the reincarnation memory of the ninth life is not very deep, and his only impression of Howard is this.

Howard Stark is a middle-aged man about 50 years old, but for this kind of person, age can't affect his masculine charm that is always diverging.

This rich man with big caramel-colored eyes and a cute moustache was wearing a silver-gray suit, and his short dark brown hair was a little curly. He looked excited and weathered, but his exhaustion completely disappeared the moment he saw Steve.

"Steve, my God...you're really alive!"

Howard's breathing quickened, and when Steve really stood in front of him, the scientist could not believe that his friend had really returned to his side again.

And Sanzan held his shield for Steve, and watched the two grown men embrace each other with red-eyed eyes.

The mage rubbed his arms numbly, and after a brief reminiscence with old friends, he was introduced to his good (jin) friend (zhu) Howard by a grateful Steve.

"Howard, this is Chen, a very powerful oriental mage. I mentioned in the communication that it was Chen who dug me out of the North Pole, and then sent me all the way to the United States."

Speaking of this, Steve sincerely thanked Sanbu and Longnv for their help again, and then he said to Howard, who still had some doubts in his expression: "Let's go eat first, Chen has been hungry for a long time, and I am the same , I will tell you about other things slowly, and I also really want to know what happened during the so many years I missed."

Fortunately, it seems that he doesn't know about Peggy yet.

The rich man with the mustache breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, Maria is at home, and I have already ordered meals. Considering the taste of the mage, there are both Chinese food and Western food, and there are many types of wine. I will definitely not let the mage Disappointed."

Sanbu's eyes lit up: "Benefactor, great kindness!"

Howard nodded politely to San Zan, kept his thoughts in his heart, then looked down at Ba Jie who was yawning while waving a folding fan, and said doubtfully, "Then this one is..."

Ba Jie had already learned from San Zan that the short-lived man in front of him was a wealthy member of the staff, so he immediately stood up straight, smiling obediently with two dimples.

She smiled very cutely, but she didn't take it seriously in her heart: This is the friend of the master's training target?Judging by the appearance, there must be a catastrophe within 15 years, but he is a short-lived ghost with both husband and wife dead.

Sanbu naturally didn't know what his disciple was thinking. He looked at Howard, clasped his palms together and recited a Buddhist mantra, then picked up a milk doll dressed in Peppa Pig, and said, "This is a disciple of the Sa family, ranking second. , called Bajie."

Bajie pursed his lips obediently: "Uncle, hello."

Dragon Girl wrapped around San Zan's wrist, muttering in a low voice: "Big pig's hooves will pretend to be cute, but they are actually food reserves."

Bajie gritted his teeth, and with a smirk on his face covered by the Sanbu sleeve robe, he quietly pinched the little white dragon's tail.

Just when Bajie and Longnv were fighting each other, Howard took Steve and Sanbu into his luxury car.

The sorcerer took the well-behaved Bajie and sat in the back seat considerately, while Steve sat in the co-pilot.

Before starting the engine, Howard seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to Steve with a little apology in his eyes: "Steve, there is one thing I forgot to tell you."

Captain America turned his head suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

Howard's expression softened, and he even smiled, which surprised Steve. This former playboy would one day show such a soft and loving expression when thinking of a certain woman.

"I'm married and my wife's name is Maria."

When the mustache rich man mentioned his beloved wife, he couldn't help saying proudly: "When you get home, you'll see her. She also admires you for what you've done."

Steve smiled softly, and he sincerely said to his friend, "Congratulations, Howard."

"Even if you say so, I won't waive your money, Captain."

Howard held the steering wheel, but his expression was not as relaxed as his tone, which made Steve couldn't help but wonder.

After a while, Howard said with a little helplessness and a headache: "Also... I have a son."

Steve looked at his expression, couldn't figure out what happened for a while, and tentatively said: "...Congratulations? I'm going to be an uncle, right? What's my nephew's name?"

"Tony, his name is Tony Stark, you'll see him, he's the greatest invention of my life."

Howard coughed lightly, with a hint of pride in his expression, but soon, as if he had thought of something, he showed a somewhat frustrated expression.

He hides his ignorance of Tony while looking for Steve for many years, not wanting to make his friend feel guilty: "But I may not be a qualified father. So he is a little bit rebellious, and his attitude towards you may not be very good .”

"But he's your son, isn't he?"

Steve patted his friend on the shoulder: "You love him, and I do too. We will get along very well. Now tell me more about him, how about it?"

Howard glanced at him faintly.

No, you don't understand.