"Scissors stone cloth!"

"Scissors stone cloth!"

"Get! Go again!"

Wolson thought rock-scissors were a way to quickly fight, but he didn't expect that this battle would take so long. Ugins and Abel fought for dozens of rounds but failed to decide the outcome. This made him stunned, but it opened his eyes. The reason why both sides were even after dozens of rounds was easy to understand. It was not that the two had agreed in advance, but that both of them could quickly change their moves after seeing the other party take action.

When Abel saw Ukinsbi's fist, he would change the cloth or fist in his hand to scissors the moment before the game was decided. When the opponent saw Abel suddenly change his move, he naturally would not be willing to be plotted against by the other party, and would also change his moves at the same time.

As a result, when Wolson finished announcing the command to start the rock-scissors, the two hands used for competition, Ukins and Abel never really stopped. The two fists, scissors, and cloth changed gestures, which were very fast, and almost every change gesture was completed in an instant. Ukins and Abel focused on watching each other's fingers quickly changed among the three gestures of scissors and stone cloth, but Wolson, who was watching all this, was completely stunned. The finger movements that dazzled him were like a dice that was constantly spinning, and could not see clearly what point it was. Only one could see the afterimages shaking in front of his eyes, which stunned Wuqi, who had never fallen down a mountain, made him, a 7-year-old child, have for the first time, and the unfathomable mark that the power that makes people look up to him was.

Looking at Abel and Ukins who did not obey their commands, Wolson had to slap their hands on the changing hands at the same time, relying on him to suddenly interrupt the change of fingers of the two. But even so, Wolson still failed. Every time he looked at the two same gestures in surprise, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Finally, Wuqi came up with a wonderful solution. He looked at Wolson with a disappointed face and smiled and said, "Master! Let these two uncles go back to back, and then show us the scissors, stones, or cloth they want to produce, and then we can use them instead."

"Yes! Why didn't I think of it?" After hearing Wuqi's exquisite method, Wolson's frown finally stretched out. He smiled and patted Wuqi's little head, with admiration in his eyes, "You little bastard are smart! Since you have decided, let's give it a try."

This time, less than half a minute, Wolson and Wuqi came up with the result of rock-scissors.

"Abel's fist against Ugins' scissors. So Abel won. The swordsman Abel took Wuqi down the mountain and went to the Ottoman Empire." Under Wolson's verdict, Wuqi finally couldn't help but cheer in his heart and ran back and forth in the big house. After all, he was just a 7-year-old child. Whenever he was happy, he would celebrate with the most primitive physical movements. He didn't know what restraint was.

After knowing the result, Abel's face turned yellow and white, and there was no sign of the expression of a winner, as if it was like a loser who failed in the final victory. Not only did he not express a hint of happiness in words, but he also put on an ugly bitter face. Ugins opposite him was much rosy than Abel's face, so he was naturally much happier. It was so good that I don't have to bring that waste back. Thank God. Let Abel train him for one year, and when I take me back home, I will not be teased. I can say that this was caused by Abel's improper training.

Although Ugins was proud, his face looked extremely regretful, and he even deliberately smiled bitterly and shook his head and sighed, "Oh, what a pity!" Abel opposite him felt so angry that his teeth were itchy.

"Since today's matter has been finished, I think it's getting late. Abel and Ukins, you guys are here for one night and leave tomorrow." Seeing that Abel and Ukins had no objection, Wolson sent an invitation to the two at the same time.

"Okay! I want to taste your tea more." Ugins agreed readily, but Abel beside him looked ugly at this time as if he had just eaten bitter gourd. After a while of silence, he did not nod but chose to refuse the invitation.

"No. I still have something to worry about. Since I have decided that I will take Wuqi down the mountain, let him prepare now and we will set off immediately."

"Abel, so anxious? Stay there for another night before leaving. I want to talk to you about my experience in practicing in the evening." Ukins said sincerely to keep, but his words were so harsh in Abel's ears. It seemed that Ukins said to him just now, like "You are not lucky enough to get this waste, so you can't give Wolson face so much!"

Abel did not reply, but glared at Ukins with anger. Ukins gave up the idea of ​​trying to keep Abel. Wolson knew that Abel was not only angry with his disciples, but also angry with himself, because this proposal was made by him. If it weren't for Wolson's proposal back then, he would have no need to take Wuqi, a child with no talent or potential, down the mountain for face. It would be really hard for him to be a swordsman.

Walson glanced at Abel with guilt and told Wuqi to pack up his things. After an hour, Walson heard a gentle knock on the door and Wuqi's breathless shouting: "Master! I'm back."

When the three of them turned around and looked at the door, wondering in their hearts, how did Wuqi take so long to pack up their things, and what he called just now clearly sounded weak. Did he just run back and forth and tired him so tired? Not only was Abel and Ukins confused, but even Wolson, who had been with Wuqi for 6 years, had a big question mark in his mind at this time.

"Bang!" The muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the gate came from the front of the three people. Then the gate was knocked open again. Wuqi's tender smile face was still in his eyes, but there was something more behind him. When the three people carefully looked at the things behind Wuqi, they finally understood why it was so difficult for him to clean up the things just now. It took so long to pack up. It was a sack about 2 meters high and about 3 meters wide. It was stuffed outwards and bulged out. At first glance, if you didn't recognize it carefully, it would be like a huge football.

When the three of them saw that there were so many things Wuqi wanted to bring, they all frowned. Abel said incomprehensiblely: "How come you, a child, have so many things? What exactly are they containing?"

"Wuqi, just open it and show it to us."

Seeing that his master Wolson was also curious about what was contained in the sack, Wuqi couldn't help but raise his little head proudly. After smiling innocently at Abel, he unzipped the sack in front of the three of them. Wuqi took out several plastic bags that were several sizes smaller than the sack. The colors were different. There were some small black characters printed on the front of the plastic bag. While he took out the bags he had marked, he explained as if he was paying an account: "This red bag contains toothbrushes, toothpaste, towels, shampoo, soap, detergent and bowls and chopsticks for eating. This green bag contains quilts, blankets and back pads. This purple bag contains washbasins and foot basins. The blue one contains various books, magazines, and some of my school supplies."

Seeing that Wuqi took out one plastic bag after another from the sack, it seemed that he had explained it all. Abel finally couldn't stand it and stopped the other party's actions of continuing. He ordered Wuqi to put the bags back into the sack and tie them up. But at this moment, a digital camera suddenly fell out of the sack. Abel recognized that it was the latest product produced by his country last year at a glance. He picked up the camera, looked up and down, and after confirming that it was correct, he asked in confusion: "Can you use a camera?"

"kindness."

"Then will you take photos with him?"

"I will. Master taught me."

Hearing Wuqi's unthinking answer, Abel suddenly felt happy. It is not uncommon for a 7-year-old child to take pictures with a camera. The key is that the camera in his hand is not the kind that can be done by just pressing a shutter key, but it needs to debug the focus, color and other complex settings in advance to take pictures. Each photo must be re-debug. If the shutter key is pressed randomly, the photos taken will only be a blurry white dot. Wuqi, a 7-year-old kid, actually uses this kind of complicated camera. It seems that the child's memory ability is extraordinary.

After experiencing disappointment again and again, Abel finally discovered his strengths before taking Wuqi down the mountain. He couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart. At this time, his eyes were no longer the same when he looked at Wuqi, but his face was filled with joy. The more he looked, the more he felt the child in front of him liked him. However, if he knew that Wuqi used this camera, he had mastered this technique when he was peeking at his senior sisters' bath. Even if Abel didn't have a beard at all, he would be so angry that he would blow his beard and stare.

Abel touched Wuqi's head with relief, carefully returned the camera to him, took out a silver bracelet from the pocket of the armor and handed it to Wuqi, and turned the two small eyes that Wuqi, who had seen the workmanship so exquisitely for the first time, turned into two slender crescent moons.

Seeing Wuqi's little eyes staring at the silver bracelet for a second, Abel smiled and said, "It's very beautiful, right? This is a space bracelet, I'm giving it to you."

"Ah? Really?" Wuqi raised his little head excitedly, but soon he restrained his bright smile like a flower and said disappointedly: "I'm not a girl. It's too embarrassing to bring this thing."

Upon hearing this, Abel suddenly laughed, and Ukins and Wolson were also amused by Wuqi. Abel quickly put away his smile. He narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to look at Wuqi's innocent eyes and said with a faint smile: "I really can't tell that you know how to separate men and women at such a young age. Wuqi, this bracelet is not for you to bring good-looking, but for you to store things."

"Put something?" Wuqi tilted his head unconsciously to the side, and his little eyes kept scanning Abel's face. When he saw Abel nodding to him without saying anything, he frowned like an adult, and pouted his little mouth with anger, saying, "You lied to me. How can you put things on the bracelet? There is no gap and it is still so small. Humph. Don't think I'm a child, just fool me!"

Seeing that the master Wuqi's angry look was quite good, Abel couldn't help laughing again, then calmed down and signaled Wuqi to look at the big sack that had just been tied behind him. Wuqi, who was only 7 years old, was a child after all. Under Abel's guidance, he looked at the big sack with curiosity and strange thoughts without thinking at all. He thought that the uncle in front of him was playing tricks on him again. But when he saw Abel throwing the silver bracelet gently into the sack and spitting out the word "collapse", he couldn't say anything. He just stared at the scene that stunned him. The huge sack that was originally in front of him was suddenly shot out by the white light from the silver bracelet, and left no trace.
Chapter completed!