"Actually, your fake incarnation mask is not an ordinary thing. It is not easy to make it intact as before." Heinz chuckled and said: "So I have to go to the tombs of the exclusive casters of the Thieves Guild of the past. It takes some special 'tools' to fix things for you."
"Ah? A group of mausoleums dedicated to casters?" Guan Heng heard something strange: "Why didn't you go earlier and later? Why did you choose to go there now to pick up some special tools?"
"Well, it's not because you are around that I feel a little more confident." Heinz thought so in his heart, and then said: "Stop asking about unnecessary things. Those tools are left with the first-generation foundry master." Under the tombstone of the great craftsman's mausoleum, I have long wanted to get it back, but I just didn't have time."
"Come with me now!" Heinz couldn't help but said, forcing Guan Heng to put the Flying Winged Poison Dragon back into the metal cylinder, and he pulled Guan Heng directly to the depths of the woods in the suburbs.
On the way, Heinz explained for a long time, and Guan Heng finally figured out some details. It turns out that the Thieves Guild has its own forgers for generations. The outstanding forgers in the guild worked tirelessly to create various instruments and equipment to provide everyone with Member use.
In order to commend the famous craftsmen with outstanding contributions among the guild's exclusive casters, Ruta, the first president, personally ordered the establishment of an exclusive casters' fund and mausoleum group, and considered them very carefully before and after their lives.
The resting place of all the forgers of the Thieves Guild after their death is the exclusive forger cemetery with beautiful scenery, located on the outskirts of the small town of Gasha, surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Along with these forging masters, there were also various instruments and tools they used during their lifetimes. Heinz wanted the set of tools left by the first forging master Zaku.
"Since you want those things, why don't you go to the cemetery and get them back yourself." Guan Heng glanced at Heinz with confusion on his face: "You can't be embarrassed, or you don't dare to go."
"Haha, well..." Heinz scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Actually, there are a group of very 'cute' monsters living in the cemetery. Their nest is right near Master Zaku's tombstone. I, I There is no way to drive away these monsters by force, so I want to ask you to help."
"Me?" Guan Heng pointed at the tip of his nose, and then asked Heinz: "Why did I take action?"
"What a wonderful fight you had with the Ghost-faced Warrior just now. It's obvious that you are very skilled." Heinz said, "Just drive away those monsters. Don't hurt them."
When Guan Heng heard this, he suddenly realized something. He asked: "Old man, those monsters you are talking about, can't they be...those pink-nosed baboons that like to attack passers-by?"
"Ah? So you've seen baboons?" Heinz's heart skipped a beat. He originally wanted to trick Guan Heng into dealing with the baboons, because members of the Thieves Guild were not allowed to attack baboons. This was a rule set by the guild. , who knew that Guan Heng seemed to understand how difficult the baboon was, and he seemed reluctant to go to the cemetery to cause trouble.
Sure enough, Guan Heng's face suddenly darkened, and he said word for word: "I - won't - go!"
"Not to mention the other pink-nosed baboons, you also know how difficult the leader, the Boxer Baboon, is." Guan Heng frowned and said to Heinz, "If you mess with that aggressive monkey, you will definitely be in trouble. I can’t even get rid of it!”
"Hey, kid, think about it again. If you retrieve Master Zaku's tools for me and repair the mask, how about I only charge you half of the cost?" Heinz, who has always been stingy, gritted his teeth and threw it to Guan He made a big cake because he wanted Guan Heng to go to the cemetery and get Zhagu’s things back.
Guan Hengmin glanced at Heinz and thought to himself: "It seems that those tools are really useful to this old guy. If I don't agree to him repairing the avatar mask, Heinz will definitely push back. That's all. Let’s take a walk.”
"Anyway, I already beat the Boxing Hare baboon last time, so I'm not afraid of causing trouble for it again." Guan Heng thought of this and said to Heinz: "You are not allowed to lie about the reduction or exemption of repair costs. Let's just say this. deal."
"Okay, okay, my old man has a good character and will never deceive a young boy like you." Heinz slapped his chest loudly: "As long as you go to the cemetery and bring me Zaku's tools, I'm sure Repair this fake incarnation mask until it looks as good as ever!"
"Alas." Guan Heng muttered in a low voice: "I get a headache when I think of that powerful boxing baboon. The extent of this guy's persistence and tenacity are definitely top-notch."
Heinz, an old man, did not even dare to walk thousands of meters in front of the mausoleums. It seemed that he suffered a lot from those baboons. He shouted from behind Guan Heng: "Remember the master Zaku I described to you. The shape of the tombstone, get the tools and come back quickly, and don’t hurt those baboons.”
"Old man, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Guan Heng regretted more and more at this time. He turned around and shouted: "If you continue to talk nonsense, you can go alone..."
"Huh?! He ran away so quickly." Guan Heng's head was full of black lines, and he couldn't help cursing: "Old Heinz, you are simply despicable and shameless. If this young master didn't need you to repair the mask, you would have done it for me. What the hell are you going to get?"
"Well, I've been walking into the mausoleum group for a long time, and why haven't I seen a single baboon?" Guan Heng was standing among a pile of tombstones and murmured to himself: "And these stone monuments are all similar. There are hundreds at least. How to find it?"
"Chichichichi..." Just when Guan Heng felt a little embarrassed, two black figures suddenly ran past in the distance, screaming and running towards the group of stone monuments in the northwest.
Guan Heng's eyesight was very good, and he immediately discovered that these were two pink-nosed baboons, which were good guides. Guan Heng thought of this, leaned down, and quietly followed the two galloping baboons.
Within half a minute, Guan Heng, who was quietly following the baboons, turned left and right and followed them to a tombstone.
"Is this here?" Guan Heng hid behind a nearby stone monument and saw a dozen strong baboons squatting in front of him. The most conspicuous one was a tall guy with a dirty animal skin around his lower body. That fist-fighting baboon.
At this moment, the boxing giant baboon was punching a tombstone about three meters high in front of him, "Boom, boom, boom, boom!" Although it punched with all its strength, the inconspicuous gray tombstone did not move at all. , not even a speck of dust fell!
"It's strange. I know the strength of the powerful boxing baboon." Guan Heng observed quietly behind the stone tablet. He thought to himself: "When I fought with it, every punch he punched was at least several hundred kilograms strong. Now, Hitting this tombstone has no effect?!"
——[Second update on February 14, 2016, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to pray for some advice O(∩_∩)O]——
