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

Not long after the mage left, little Morgan, who was eating a popsicle in his father's arms after eating and drinking, suddenly sat up, gave a serious smack, and kissed Tony on the left cheek.

"Papa, I want to leave for a while. Brother Parker is coming. I have to open the window for him. He rarely walks through the front door."

The little girl got up and carefully poked the ginseng doll's white, tender and chubby face: "Little Carrot, I'll take you to meet Spider-Man, he's always been super friendly."

So the ginseng doll also climbed up from Tony's lap, kissed him on the right cheek, took little Morgan's hand, and ran to the wooden window outside the living room.

Two chubby little girls, like a pair of well-behaved and cute little angels, each moved a small foldable bench, sat in a row with the same movements, and looked expectantly with their chins propped up. Wooden windows, waiting for new guests.

"Yeah, Peter should be here by this time."

Tony gave Steve and Strange a hand when he sent the message, even though he couldn't do it because of the cuteness of the two kisses, he still firmly supported the old father's posture, looking extremely relieved: "Morgan and him The relationship looks good."

Tony has been staying near the wooden house for the past few months. Of course, he will not miss Peter who comes to check in on time two or three days a week. For his death, Peter is more unrelieved than Pepper and Captain America, even in a long period of time. For a long time, I have always wanted to shoulder the responsibility of Iron Man.

Sure enough, Pepper confirmed it.

"You're right, but it's not just Peter, there are actually Wanda and Falcon, and Captain America will come here occasionally."

Pepper's tone softened, and he said softly: "You should persuade Peter, this kid has never gotten out of the shadow of you leaving, and you know how stubborn he is, right?"

Tony sighed: "Yes, of course I know."

That's right, Spider-Man is indeed stubborn, even silly and cute, but Tony has never doubted his superhero professional ability. In fact, Peter shouldn't be stubborn for long?

At the moment of his death, the soul floated out, and the child was very sad, just like when Tony saw him disappear in front of him, his eyes were red, tears couldn't stop falling, and there was a cry in the little milk voice, although he was very restrained There's no wailing, but still enough to feel distressed.

Tony tried to hug him, but his arms went through Peter's body, making him fully aware of his own mortality.

But without further ado, Tony is happy that Peter has found his place again, that Spider-Man is as important as Iron Man, not his appendage, but he is still sorry for the pain his death caused Peter.

"I guess you're thinking of some shit again, Tony, I'll remember to call you when Peter gets here, but now, come to think of it, you know what you're supposed to do."

Pepper pushed the dishes to her dear husband, and kissed him on the forehead and lips: "Happy division of labor, honey, you know, even Iron Man can't escape washing dishes, and...don't just Thinking of Peter, Wanda is also a child, she also respects and loves you, and now Captain America, your real uncle."

"Of course I know, my soul has been floating around at home, and I occasionally get together with Natasha and Quicksilver, hairpin verbal fights with landlords or something, to be honest, I also know that Steve didn't How to let go, but..."

Tony put down the communicator, walked to the kitchen spontaneously with the bowls and chopsticks in his arms, and said sharply: "You know, Pepper, it's not scary to see your own graveyard, what's scary is that Captain America is sitting on your graveyard , talking to the photo on the tombstone with a look of emotion and nostalgia, it was too real, I died, but he didn't argue with me anymore, that tone of voice made my hair stand on end in broad daylight."

He poked a handsome head out of the kitchen, and said decisively: "It must be the sequelae caused by time travel. Anyway, Steve is now a veritable 90-year-old old man, and he feels calm every day as if he is eating vegetarian food." When you recite the Buddha's name, the eyes you look at are like looking at your grandson."

The resentful mustache rich man added with an indescribable expression: "Especially the photo of me on the tombstone."

"That's because he did live through those decades."

Pepper typed the next email: "Honey, if you have time, I suggest you assemble a dishwasher."

Tony wondered, "Dishwasher, why?"

"You just sent the news of your resurrection to the Avengers, right? Don't deny it, I also saw it for Fury."

Pepper closed the computer, smiled at him, and said leisurely: "Guess how many people will have dinner today."

Tony: "..." Oops, I can't wash the dishes.

However, before Tony could go to assemble a dishwasher, someone suddenly tapped three times on the living room window.

Tony wiped his hands, raised his eyebrows at Pepper narrowly and emotionally: "A new guest is here, give him a surprise?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure in a red and blue tight-fitting uniform hangs down from the eaves by grabbing a spider silk—Peter Parker is just an ordinary student who has received a Stark Industries project fund, at most he can appear in Tony's funeral, but Spider-Man can go anywhere he wants.

And isn't it weird that Spider-Man walks through the door?

Peter simply flipped in through the window.

But this time, what greeted him was not Morgan Xiaogen's fleshy little hands, but a pair of similar but different caramel eyes, and a warm and firm embrace from his idol, Iron Man Tonys Tucker.

Spider-Man didn't speak, and completely froze in place.

"Welcome on behalf of myself, kid."

Tony patted him on the back, then let go of his hands pretending to be relaxed, with a Stark-style welcome, said: "Surprise? Surprise is right, now find a place to sit, I still have three bowls to wash , Of course, if you are willing to do me a favor, I don't mind, after all, we are so familiar."

"Ohgod!! It's Mister Stark!!"

The little spider woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, first he yelled Mr. Stark in disbelief, then he maintained this dreamy expression, and spoke quickly: "I, my, my God, I am not dreaming. Right? I can't believe this is real... No no no, of course it has to be real, I've been dreaming of you coming back to life, but this is unbelievable! My dream has come true!"

He recalled the hug on the battlefield, summoned up the courage to open his arms, embraced the dream Mr. Stark, and said with tears in his eyes: "It's the real Mr. Stark, you can touch it, you don't know my dream How miserable it is here, I dreamed that you turned into a soul and followed me, but you couldn't touch me at all, I wanted to hug you too, I cried!"

"Okay, okay, I know your spider is very sensitive, and I have indeed become a soul, but don't get too carried away, I haven't been following you all the time."

Tony was hugged by him and didn't let go. He couldn't help feeling the young man's vitality in his heart, and then he patted Peter's back comfortingly again: "It's all true, I'm alive...we need to talk Talk, but before that, let me go, kid, you are using too much force!"

Like a frightened little rabbit, Peter withdrew his hand in horror, as if a little more effort could do something to his Mr. Stark: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited, but I'm so happy , I was so happy that I even wanted to go to New York to empty dozens of circles to vent."

Tony coughed lightly, almost unable to control the upturned corner of his mouth: "Okay, I know you love me very much."

Then Peter, who loves him very much, summoned up his courage, quickly glanced over his head, and then looked at his legs and buttocks with a sense of understanding, and said, "Mr. Stark, your ears... are Ke Did the god of foundation resurrect yours?"

Tony: "?????"

What the hell do you think about my ears and legs?

Tony and the little spider's family of five (bushi) had a great time, and the mage's side was not much different.

In a small farm somewhere in New York at the moment.

"Little fox, Hawkeye doesn't have your picture!"

The mage suppressed the joy in his heart: "Sajia thinks this is unscientific. You see, Steve still has a picture of Peggy. Why doesn't Clint even have a newspaper here?"

Natasha happened to be visiting Laura and her three children at Hawkeye’s farm. When the mage came to find her, she really lost her tongue. Hawkeye didn’t have any newspapers here, and the female relatives were still resting. To find photos, I can only use the red-haired little fox in Hawkeye Daughter's Animal Pictorial to make up the number-it actually matches.

"Because I am not his lover, but a close friend, and the nature of our work does not allow us to leave too many audiovisual materials."

The sexy and glamorous red-haired female agent briefly explained, then unconsciously shook the soft and fluffy fox tail behind her, and put it back easily in the next second, and said thoughtfully: " It's not a bad shape, and it will be fine for my particular job at some point."

After finishing speaking, she solemnly thanked the mage: "I am sorry for the suspicion just now, you are indeed here to help the Avengers, but I have never heard Tony or Cap mention your existence, and the SHIELD information is also No other friends of Mr. Howard have been recorded, but thank you for your help.”

"You're welcome, Sajia is also for Tony."

The mage sighed and said gently: "Howard in the parallel world is also Howard. When you travel around looking for infinite gems, you should have expected that there will inevitably be other time travelers entering your world. In short, Sajia has no malicious intentions. Sajia is in other parallel worlds. The world has embraced you!"

After finishing speaking, he gestured for a height of about 1.2 meters: "You were only so tall at that time, and you were still a loli with a baby voice. Time is not forgiving. The Sajia didn't realize it. In a blink of an eye, you It's so big..."

Natasha was speechless for a moment: "..."

The mage's chattering mode is completely turned on: "I don't know how cruel the villain is. What a good child has been ruined now. Fortunately, the Sa family brought a little carrot head over. Waiting for you to meet her, it's a living flesh! Bones are trivial things, returning to youth is what the Sa family wants."

The still charming Natasha: "..."

The mage added the last sentence: "You have reshaped your body, remember to take good care of it, and you can no longer be as disrespectful as before, otherwise the baby will be difficult to deliver in the future, and the caesarean section will leave scars!"

Natasha: "!"