Wu Fan just got a clue from the red scarf, but something like this happened, and Wu Fan felt guilty.
Not to mention that this thing is Li Honghong's dowry, once there is no such thing, her residual image will no longer be completed, and naturally she will not be able to give birth to a weapon spirit...
But when Wu Fan was about to apologize, he saw that the other party's face looked a little strange. Not only did she not complain at all, but she also expressed deep gratitude in her tone.
Looking out of curiosity, Wu Fan was slightly startled when he saw that the threads that were originally scattered on the ground were gathered together and "woven" into a palm-sized wristband!
Putting it on her hand, Li Honghong tried to turn up her wrist, and saw two red lights emerging from her palms, and a "whoosh" sound surrounded her.
"This...this..." Li Honghong was so excited that she couldn't speak. "This is spirituality. My weapon spirit finally has spirituality!"
"Hoo! Hoo!" The two weapon spirits seemed to feel Li Honghong's emotional fluctuations, and they also cried out in joy.
Although this was the result of the wrist guard, Li Honghong now barely had the ability to "use one's body as a weapon", and the excitement in her heart was beyond words.
She tried to put the weapon spirit in and out several times, and then suddenly she knelt down in front of Wu Fan with a plop: "Thank you, my little benefactor Wu Fan, for giving me good fortune!"
"No way! Auntie, please get up quickly!" Wu Fan hurriedly helped the former.
Feeling the harmonious atmosphere, Feng Hu also took off his last guard: "Sister-in-law, since there is nothing wrong with you, Feng Hu will leave first!"
"Ouch! It's already that time!" Li Honghong slapped her head, "Huzi, don't leave in a hurry, help me entertain my little benefactor first, and I'll prepare the meal right away!"
"Aunt, there's no need to go to such trouble!" Wu Fan was about to leave.
"No trouble, no trouble!" Li Honghong said while glaring at Wang Xiaochui, "You brat! If you let them go, see how I teach you a lesson!"
"Huh?" Wang Xiaochui was giggling aside. Unexpectedly, his anger returned to him, and he also looked innocent.
"Auntie, there's no need to embarrass Xiao Chui, I'll just stay." It was still early anyway, so Wu Fan simply sat down.
It was boring to wait. Wang Xiaochui rolled his eyes and suddenly fell on the package next to him.
"Brother! Can you let me take a look...what weapons did my father leave behind?"
"You don't know?" Wu Fan was a little surprised.
"Father told me that this matter was very secret, so I never dared to be curious..." Wang Xiaochui sighed slightly.
"You guys talk first, I'll go out for a while." Although Feng Hu was curious, he was also very knowledgeable and was about to get up.
"General Feng Hu, don't mind, we are all outsiders." Wu Fan glanced at Feng Hu and said.
While speaking, Wu Fan had already placed the package on the table and opened it slowly...
"Xiaochui, are you sure these are the weapons left by Brother Tieniu?" Looking at the few things in front of him, Feng Hu looked suspicious.
"I should be sure..." Wang Xiaochui was also confused, "But except for this package, there is nothing else underground!"
What appeared on the table at this moment was a knife, a gourd, a writing brush, and a cane. But apart from this broadsword, the other three things really cannot be related to the word weapon...
Although he had seen a lot of the world, Wu Fan's eyes were even more surprised at this moment.
He knew that the Jade Hu Sect had gourd-like gourds, he also knew that Taiyi Pavilion had the art of pen and ink, and he even knew that there was a green snake staff in Bixia Valley, so he had no doubts about these three things themselves.
He just doesn't understand why these things representing sects appear in this place, especially when one of the sects has been wiped out...
He weighed the big knife and found that it was very easy to use. It was somewhat similar to his own stone knife. It could be used as a weapon for self-defense for the time being.
"Brother! Foster father! Please wait a moment, I will dig up the master's grave again!" As he spoke, Wang Xiaochui had already picked up the shovel.
"Wait! No need!" Wu Fan was shocked and didn't understand why this guy was digging this grave.
He was so persistent about the tomb matter that he hurriedly stopped him.
"Brother?" Wang Xiaochui blinked.
"Little Hammer, listen to me, although these things look ordinary, there must be deep meanings hidden in them! It's just because we haven't fully understood it before the opportunity comes... So even if you dig it up, it will be in vain !" Wu Fan didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say it tactfully.
"So that's it..." Wang Xiaochui muttered.
"You brat, why are you pretending to be a doorkeeper with a shovel? Come here and help!" As he spoke, his head suddenly popped out of the house.
Having said this, Wang Xiaochui didn't insist anymore, so he could only drop the shovel and go out in despair.
Although the sword was not as sharp as a stone, it was better than nothing. Wu Fan stood it beside him, then wrapped up the remaining items and threw them behind him.
Seeing that only Feng Hu was left on the opposite side, Wu Fan also took the opportunity to ask: "General Feng Hu, there is something I haven't been able to figure out."
"Brother Wu Fan has something to say, but it doesn't matter." Feng Hu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"The general told me that the city has not been peaceful recently, so he should have expected something like this to happen, right?" Wu Fan's eyes were burning.
"Feng Hu doesn't know what brother Wu Fan means..." Feng Hu's eyes wrinkled.
"It seems that what I said was not clear enough." Wu Fan smiled, "I mean, there are clearly soldiers patrolling in Cang'an City, but why did they disappear when Xiaochui encountered trouble?"
"What do you mean? Are you doubting me?" Feng Hu's voice sank when he heard this, and he was filled with murderous aura.
"What else? Are General Feng Hu going to tell me that this is just a coincidence?" Wu Fan said, already touching the big knife under the table with one hand.
"This...is just a coincidence!" Feng Hu pulled away slightly and clasped his fingers on the edge of the table with his thumb on the bottom.
"Oh? So, the whispering between General Feng Hu and the narrowed eyes was also a coincidence?" Wu Fan said with a half-smile but not a smile.
"Who...are you?" Feng Hu's expression became darker.
"Thank you, General Feng Hu has been telling others that there is no peace in the city, but it's a pity that everyone still doesn't know who is the culprit?" Wu Fan's eyes turned cold, and he hurriedly picked up the sword and jumped back.
Just as he pulled away, he saw a table crashing into his face!
With an eye for the future, Feng Hu's small movements naturally could not escape Wu Fan's observation, and he had already dodged them in advance.
"It's a shame that you're still a general, but you're still playing dirty tricks!" Wu Fan stood firm and struck the table in front of him with his knife.
The table split into two halves, and then Feng Hu appeared in the center with a big sword and said menacingly: "It doesn't matter if it's yin or yang, if you can win, it's a good move!"
"Boom!" The two swords collided with a powerful force like a stormy sea, instantly turning the room into pieces and burying the two of them.
"You brat! I asked you to chop firewood, are you going to demolish the house?" Li Honghong, who was preparing the meal, felt the ground shaking and cursed.
"Mother! Run! The house is going to collapse!" Wang Xiaochui, holding a woodcutter, pulled Li Honghong out in a panic.
"You brat, what's going on?" Li Honghong held the spatula in her hand and stared at the situation not far away, dumbfounded.
How could she have imagined that while she was just cooking, the house a few feet away would turn into ruins...
"I don't know what happened, but my eldest brother and my adoptive father suddenly started fighting!" Wang Xiaochui looked nervous.
"Let's go and take a look!" Li Honghong, who was still in the mood to cook, took Wang Xiaochui and rushed toward the sound on the mountain.
"General Feng Hu, for the sake of our old acquaintances! As long as you can tell the truth, I will let you go! Tell me! What is your relationship with that narrow eye!"
Although Wu Fan has good physical skills, he is not Feng Hu's opponent. Fortunately, he has three little ghosts to help him, so he doesn't need to waste any energy and can just watch the show from the side.
"Why are you squinting? I don't know!" Feng Hu shouted loudly and slashed the kid in front of him with his knife.
This kid is under great force
The attack flew backwards, then landed on the ground and rolled around a few times, then jumped up and rushed over like nothing happened!
As time passed, Feng Hu became more and more frightened. Although these little ghosts seemed to be unreal, they were strong and his attacks could not pose any threat to them.
"Thankfully Xiao Chui still recognizes you as his adoptive father. If he finds out that it's you who is behind the scenes, what will he think?" Seeing that Feng Hu still refused to admit it, Wu Fan sneered again.
"I don't need you as an outsider to worry about my housework!" Feng Hu knocked away the three imps around him with another knife, and his eyes became fierce.
He took a deep breath and suddenly looked at Wu Fan: "Catch the thief first! Capture the king first! As long as I deal with you, these three guys will no longer be able to pose a threat to me!"
After saying this, he saw that Feng Hu's aura was rising in the wind, and there was a trace of wildness in his eyes: "He is forgetful, crazy and crazy! The great truth is simple, extraordinary and immortal!"
Then, he saw blazing flames igniting on his broadsword, preparing to slash at Wu Fan!
"Father! Brother! Is there any misunderstanding between you two? Stop it!" At the critical moment, Wang Xiaochui suddenly stopped in front of the two of them and urged them urgently.
"Xiaochui! Danger! Come back!" Li Honghong wanted to find out the situation from the side, but unexpectedly Wang Xiaochui rushed out, looking anxious.
"Little Hammer! Don't come here!" Wu Fan already felt that something was wrong with Feng Hu, but it was too late to stop him.
I saw that Feng Hu's sword was like a blazing fire, with overwhelming momentum. It formed a huge ravine on the ground and coated Wang Xiaochui's body with a layer of light!
In the blink of an eye, everything in front of him disappeared in the huge firelight and turned into billowing dust and smoke.
"Little hammer...little hammer!" After coming back to his senses, Feng Hu felt a buzzing in his ears. The sword strike just now was not driven by his thoughts at all, and he didn't realize it until this moment, "I...what did I do?" What…"
"Zhui'er! Zhui'er! My Zhui'er!" No matter how strong her character was, Li Honghong couldn't bear the pain of losing her son and cried hoarsely.
"Feng Hu! I didn't intend to kill you, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious!" Wu Fan was angry, and his dark eyes no longer showed white, causing the air around him to become very depressed, "Go and pay for Xiao Chui's life. !」
Feng Hu originally wanted to say something, but as soon as he met Wu Fan's gaze, he felt extremely frightened, and then his muscles and bones went soft, and he no longer had any strength at all, leaving only his upper and lower teeth fighting continuously.
"Big...Brother! I...I seem to be still alive..." A weak voice of confusion sounded in the dust and smoke.
Hearing this, everyone was silent for a while and focused their attention on one point. After a moment, a crystal clear egg gradually became clear as the dust and smoke dispersed.
"Ka...ka...ka..."
Cracks appeared one after another on the eggshell, and then it scattered into pieces. Then, the fragments of light turned into white mist, gathering into a white cloud and rising straight into the sky.
"Xiao Fan! I can't say much now, but you can rest assured that Feng Hu is not a bad person." A voice suddenly sounded from all around.
"Who?" Wu Fan was startled, but there was no one around, leaving him a little confused.
"It's really strange. This voice... seems familiar."
Feng Hu was a little frightened and came to Wu Fan tremblingly: "Brother Wu Fan, do you know your senior?"
"What senior? What tricks do you want to play?" Wu Fan looked at him with an unkind look.
"Ahem...Brother Wu Fan, don't be nervous. Since you know the senior, you should not be his...I'm really sorry just now! It was Feng Hu who was confused for a moment and offended me!" Feng Hu returned to his previous state, which made Wu Fan feel a little touched. Not sure what this person means.
"One digs a grave, and the other demolishes a home! You two heartless guys, you don't want one to let the other worry!" Li Honghong wiped away her tears and walked up, and slapped the two of them twice on the back of the head.
"Sister-in-law! Feng Hu was impulsive. I'm really sorry. I'll send someone over right now to compensate you for your losses..."
"Of course you have to compensate! But before that, your best
So hurry back and clean up the mess! It's all because of you two that my food was burnt! "
"Mother, this matter seems to have nothing to do with me..."
"You brat, how dare you talk back?"
"..."
After driving away the two of them, Li Honghong put on a smiling face again, completely different from the two of them: "Little benefactor Wu Fan, let's invite him too!"
"..."
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