Huang Xiaomao didn't seem to know how smelly his clothes were. He raised his face proudly, thinking that Yuanyuan's compliment was sincere.
"That's right, Xiao Yuanyuan, just watch the battle from the sidelines.
Look at me, General Huang, to keep your family safe."
This guy also went straight to the head, put on the costume, is he a general?
Xiao Sun opened his blurry tearful eyes and really couldn't stand it anymore.
Just when he thought about out of sight, out of mind, Yuanyuan gave up the idea of escaping.
She wiped his tears thoughtfully and asked in a low voice.
"Xiao Sun, what's going on?"
How does Xiao Sun know what's going on?
"General Huang, what's going on with you?
Weren’t you scared away just now?”
Huang Xiaomao was unhappy when he heard this.
Looking majestic, he waved the golden gun with few red tassels in his hand, which intensified the smell.
He wanted to say something harsh, but maybe he felt that saying something against his will was inconsistent with his current status, so he just told the truth.
"Just now, my hips were stretched a bit. I have no money to risk my life. It's so frustrating.
The old lady is right, it does shame the ancestors.
On the way back, I thought, if I live a submissive life, so what if I live ten thousand years?
Although I am just a Baojiaxian, it was agreed upon at the beginning.
To protect the home, we must protect the home.
Little Yuanyuan encountered a strong enemy today. I couldn't defeat him and ran away.
So what was promised at the beginning was all a fart?
Did she put me on the list just so I could eat and drink Coke?
If I hide today, how will I look in the mirror in the future?
Although I am not a human being, I still want face.
So, I"
Speaking of this, Huang Xiaomao had a troubled expression on his face, as if he didn't quite show his face when he said the following.
No one expected it.
These words Huang Xiaomao said are very sincere.
He honestly admitted his incompetence.
Face your timidity and your cowardice.
In order to maintain one's own moral bottom line.
In the end, he decided to face the promise bravely.
These are all awe-inspiring.
"So, I took advantage of Mr. Huang San's absence.
He stole the ancestral treasure of our Huang family.
With the blessing of ancestors.
I feel that I can and should protect the promise."
When the word "promise" was mentioned, Huang Xiaomao raised his alms bowl with one finger of his golden spear.
"Arhat, don't be so arrogant, I'm not afraid of you.
General Huang, I worship the Three Pure Ones, but I don’t recognize your Buddha."
I don’t know if he is trying to embolden himself or to find psychological support for himself.
Anyway, after saying these words, Huang Xiaomao's temperament changed.
Pointed at that stinky golden gun, the Alman Raising the Bowl really took two steps back.
He ignored Huang Xiaomao and picked up something on the ground.
Huang Xiaomao took a look and realized that he was being ignored.
Wearing ancestral treasures, he stole all the Huang family's wealth.
Were they ignored by the other party?
How could he endure this?
Growing up, every New Year’s Eve.
The elders of the Huang family would bring these treasures out to worship.
Praise one by one, the origin, use, experience and military exploits of each treasure.
At the same time, they sang loudly about how their ancestors of the Huang family fought bravely to kill the enemy in the Battle of the Gods, and their glorious deeds turned around a thousand times.
The most primitive and simple dream of every child of the Huang family is to wear this treasure, fight on the battlefield, and become famous all over the world.
Today, although I wore it secretly, I was still wearing my childhood dream.
I can't bear to be ignored.
Huang Xiaomao wanted to take action directly and kill this stinky lama who had no eyesight.
However, after finally putting on this outfit, I couldn't bear not to show off.
Just like you obviously married the school beauty and fulfilled your dream since childhood.
As a result, all the classmates and alumni died.
You want to show off and no one understands your luck.
How depressing must that be?
Regardless of the alms-raising Arhat's disregard, Huang Xiaomao thrust the golden gun into the ground, and began to show off his golden sword.
"Today, since you are all looking at me curiously.
I'll let you open your eyes.
You know what a treasure is."
Everyone was petrified in an instant.
No one wants to open their eyes.
No one wants to know what kind of treasure you have.
Everyone endured the pungent smell without any complaints, let alone quarreling.
I just want to finish the fight quickly and go back quickly so that everyone can take a breather.
Why add drama to yourself?
Have you become a stall seller?
All I need is a small speaker hanging on my waist and a microphone on my ear.
After all, they are here to help. If you know a little bit about the world, you would be too embarrassed to interrupt others' showing off, so you can only endure it silently.
After Huang Xiaomao posed, he pointed at the broken golden gun.
The head and handle of the gun were still intact, but the tail was shortened, as if someone had chopped it off.
Only a few of the original red tassels were left. From a distance, it looked like a golden gun. From a closer distance, there was dirt from this unknown substance on it. It seemed to be rusty or gold-plated.
"This gun is called Gouchen Gun. It belongs to Emperor Gouchen. I think back then"
Xiao Sun closed his eyes while he was explaining.
I really couldn't bear it, he was bragging about it.
Yuanyuan's idea is relatively simple.
My own Master Huang, no matter how stinky he is, is here to protect his family.
Therefore, it was my duty to play the role of admiration and express my shock at the right time.
Save the silence, Huang Xiaomao is embarrassed.
Moon actually didn't care about Huang Xiaomao's bragging, but was more concerned about the behavior of the alms-raising Arhat, which was a bit weird.
Covering his nose, he moved closer to the Arhat.
"Master Luohan, you have lost something, I will help you find it."
The arhat holding a bowl was rummaging through the broken ice in the ground. When he shattered the big ice lump just now, the broken ice was scattered all over the yard.
"I'm looking for a mask."
Face mask?
By the way, I was frozen in a big ice knot just now and had to be removed by force. This can be regarded as the achievement of Xiaoling Tmall.
Just, why are you looking for a mask?
You have grown up like this, so it’s a little late to think about covering your face now, right?
"Master Luohan, why do you care about these details?
Appearance is just skin, there’s no need to be persistent, right?”
Raising the bowl, Arhat's hair exploded in one stroke, and he whipped both front and back, knocking Moon to the ground.
"Either help, or stop beeping.
It’s so smelly, can’t you smell it?”
Moon covered his face and sat on the ground without any shame.
It was as if he hadn't slapped her in the face just now.
Apart from being a little surprised, it wasn't because of being whipped.
"Master Luohan, if you find it smelly, you can cover your nose."
When it came to the nose, Moon didn't dare to talk further.
The face of the arhat holding a bowl has been turned into a twisted chrysanthemum by Gong Kanghui.
Where can I find it? Where is the nose?
You can't cover the whole anus, right?
He quickly lowered his head, lay on the ground, and helped the alms-raising man find a mask.
Shi Huozhu stood upstairs, holding his nose, and was doing fine.
Looking at Li Sai next to him, he seemed to have no sense of smell, and he was very envious.
