The cat star blinked his eyes and didn't understand why Goddess Tang, who usually spoiled him, ignored him.
Okay, Goddess Tang left and I asked someone else, aren’t there still more than a hundred private soldiers? The cat star made up his mind and was about to turn around, but the private soldiers also dispersed in a blink of an eye and ran away without a trace.
A group of wind wolf looked at the cat, with a gloating expression on his face and whimpering. It was obvious that he was talking sarcastic.
The cat star was so angry that he was about to cry. Didn’t he want to give a reward? Where did the people go? The boss is playing with me. I have made great contributions...
Jiang Xingchen didn't have the heart to pay attention to the cat star at this time. What if he became Tang Seng, he had to give it a try.
Back all the way back to the lord's mansion, Jiang Xingchen found a knife and placed a small porcelain bottle under it, preparing to self-injure. But after a long time of chewing, he couldn't do it.
"No, you have to be more ruthless. Isn't it just blood-drowning? I'll just use the formation..." Jiang Xingchen said intimately, putting his thumb on the blade, turning his head away and exerting force.
"Bang!" The door was pushed open, and the old man laughed and ran in: "Boy! I have a big secret, do you want it...uh!"
As soon as he entered the room, he frightened Jiang Xingchen, and his hand trembled and cut his thumb into a hole, and blood came out in an instant.
It would be fine if this happened, but the old man made a noise. Jiang Xingchen subconsciously turned around and looked at the door. As a result, before he could see the old man, he saw that his thumb was red and blood ticked down. His head was a little dizzy at the time and his body shook.
As a result, in a flash, the blade of the right hand was placed on the pulse door of the left hand... The old man was still laughing, but when he saw this scene, he was so scared that he threw himself away and rushed over with a scream.
"Little Huntan, what are you doing! Don't be unwilling to think about it, can I give you the magnet back? I won't let you make a big meal, nor will I let you write novels anymore... You must not die!" The old man took action very quickly, and he grabbed Jiang Xingchen's right hand and stopped letting go, and he kept saying in his mouth.
Jiang Xingchen was a little dizzy. After operating the formation, he was already much better. He was stunned when he heard the old man's words. What did he say? Magnet, yes, it's a magnet. Immortal actually has a magnet in his hand!
Seeing Jiang Xingchen dazed and dazed, the old man continued to advise: "If you have anything to do, can we just be more open-minded? Tell my ancestors that there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome... If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Mei'er. What should I do if you die? What should I do with this territory? And what should I do with my Chuxue girl..."
The old man looked like a close sister, and he was very fond of words.
Jiang Xingchen finally reacted and asked slowly: "Old man, what did you say just now? Magnet, do you have a magnet in your hand?"
When he saw Jiang Xingchen answering, the old man was ecstatic and nodded repeatedly: "That's right! That's it, look!"
As he said that, the old man took out a small piece of black magnet, put it on the table, and said, "I brought it back from the small pomrose. I tell you, you are really wrong to blame the little guy! It keeps running into the mountains, just because you heard you talk about magnets, and you are going to find one!"
Jiang Xingchen's heart was shocked. He really didn't expect that the little pomrose kept running out to find a magnet for himself. But how did this little guy know that I needed a magnet? I had never told it.
The old man seemed to know Jiang Xingchen's question and explained: "That little guy must have listened to you inadvertently. Maybe you didn't care or forgot it. But it didn't forget..."
Jiang Xingchen interrupted the old man and asked, "But it went into the mountain to look for magnets, why didn't it tell me?"
"Boy, you don't think about it. If Xiao Pompeople tells you, can you let it go..." The old man shook his head, and then said in confusion: "I just don't know why, Xiao Pompeople will be chased by high-level monsters every time he goes out?"
Jiang Xingchen stood up, took the magnet on the table, walked to the door in two steps, and put it on the iron handle. The magnet snapped on it.
"Sure enough! It's really a magnet!" Jiang Xingchen's expression was only excited now. With magnets, it is very possible to develop electricity. He originally wanted to start researching batteries!
Moreover, with magnets, the research on telegrams and telephones can be started, which will completely change the communication methods of this world. The dispatch of railway lines is also guaranteed, otherwise a huge railway transportation system will not be established.
"Hahahaha..." Jiang Xingchen couldn't help laughing and said intimately: "Little Pomel, beautifully done!"
"Hu~" exhaled a long breath, Jiang Xingchen said in his heart: "It's really wrong to blame the little guy. No wonder it is so twisted. He may feel so wronged... No, I have to apologize to the little guy!"
Thinking of this, Jiang Xingchen set off and was about to walk out.
"Boy!" The old man blocked Jiang Xingchen in two steps, patted his shoulder and asked, "You are much better now! What happened to you just now, and you can't think so hard?"
"I haven't encountered anything?" Jiang Xingchen said with a smile.
"Uh! Didn't you encounter anything?" The old man twitched his lips and said loudly: "Stop making trouble, why are you doing suicide by cutting your wrist if you're fine?"
"Who cut his wrist and committed suicide!" Jiang Xingchen tilted his mouth and said, "I just want to cut my fingers and put some blood out to see if I have become Tang Monk!"
After saying that, Jiang Xingchen waved his hand and walked out strode.
The old man watched Jiang Xingchen leave as he was stupid and murmured: "Scratch your fingers to see if you have become a monk Tang...what does it mean?"
After a while, the old man's expression became more and more ugly, and the muscles on his face thrust: "I'm paralyzed, I'll stop being fooled again! This guy just used a bitter meat plan... That's right, it's his bitter meat plan."
As he said that, the old man was so angry that he patted his head hard: "Second guy! This guy is so cheerful, how could he commit suicide? He is so stupid... What a good chance, this little soul is so sinister!"
Dingdeng... A series of footsteps sounded, Zhao Danqing and his second brother ran in, saw the old man and asked loudly: "Old man, how are you doing? Have you dealt with Brother Jiang? Did we see him walking out in a hurry just now?"
The two of them were full of excitement. The feast made of twenty-nine monsters was made of meat, and it made people drool when they thought about it.
The old man glanced at the two of them expressionlessly and said angrily: "What a fool, I'm done, that guy used a bitter trick!"
"What?" Zhao Danqing and his second brother almost fell off their chin. Brother Jiang didn't know about the magnet, so why was he prepared for it? He also specially prepared a bitter plan.
The old man nodded solemnly: "He also said he was afraid that he would become a monk in Tang... Do you two know who Tang monk is?" (To be continued)