Seeing his bearish look, Shao Yu curled his lips angrily, then slapped him on the back of the head: "Come back to your senses!"
"Really, a chicken can satisfy you. Giving you gifts is a waste!" Shao Yu's slap and words made Tianming wake up. He raised his hand to rub his sore eyes and turned his head to look at his surroundings.
"Eh? Isn't this the wooden bridge from that day? Why did I suddenly appear here?" Then, he saw Chu Nangong on crutches.
"You are... the old man with the white beard that day!" After being stunned for a moment, Tianming finally came to his senses.
"Oh, yes, you said you wanted to give me a small gift. I came out tonight just to wait for your gift... By the way, how come it's dawn?" The last question only popped up in Tianming's mind and was immediately dismissed. He brushed it aside.
No matter how big the world is, the gift is the biggest now, and we will think about it after he gets his things. Tianming took two steps forward, got in front of Chu Nan Gong, rubbed his hands, and asked with a smile,
"Old man...Senior, what is the gift you want to give me?" After asking, Chu Nanggong didn't need to answer, Tianming began to fantasize about himself in his mind.
It's...fantasy time! In fact, in the past few days, Tianming had been imagining in his mind what gifts he would receive.
Without a plan, his first fantasy was countless roast chickens, endless gold, and martial arts secrets.
However, although he had no idea, fortunately his imagination was limited. Three days was long enough, and he didn't think of too many extravagances. In the end, he only kept the two things he wanted most.
First, he wanted a sword that was more powerful than Yuan Hong. He wanted to give it to Gai Nie to replace the broken Yuan Hong.
The second is that he wants a panacea that can bring the dead back to life, and also wants to give it to Gai Nie to prevent his uncle from being seriously injured again one day.
Tianming wants both of these things, but has never been able to make a choice. In terms of urgency, the sword is definitely more important than the elixir. After all, Ge Nie now has no weapon at his disposal.
But Tianming was used to the uncle holding Yuan Hong. In his opinion, the sword master should use Yuan Hong. If he changed his sword... he wouldn't adapt.
The elixir is more versatile. Tian Ming feels that his uncle has been having a bad time recently. He is always seriously injured due to various reasons, and he is always taken advantage of.
If there was a panacea that could cure all injuries at critical moments, the uncle would definitely not lose to that big bad guy Wei Zhuang again!
Moreover, even if the uncle cannot use it, if others accidentally get injured in an accident, they can still use it!
It's hard to make a choice. Until now, Tianming was still thinking about the sword and the elixir.
So... Shao Yu and others saw Tianming wearing a silly smile, his head twisting back and forth crazily, and muttering words: "Sword...Spiritual Pill...Sword...Spiritual Pill...Sword...Spiritual Pill" ..." Although it is not clear what kind of messy things this guy is thinking about in his mind, Shao Yu can roughly think of it, and it is probably his fantasy time.
Although Chu Nan Gong just stroked his beard and laughed happily at this, without any intention of blaming him, Shao Yu still felt that his friend was embarrassed, so he quickly raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
"Come to your senses! Accept the gift!" Tianming, who was going crazy and schizophrenic in his head, was woken up by Shao Yu's slap. Looking at the people gathered in a circle in front of him to appreciate his embarrassing situation, he still couldn't hold back his face and smiled sheepishly. laughed.
Chu Nanggong smiled at this time, reached out from behind his back and took out what he wanted to give to Tianming - a scroll with an exquisite appearance.
Under Tian Ming's stunned gaze and Zhang Liang's incomprehensible eyes, Chu Nan Gong handed the scroll into Tian Ming's hand.
Tianming looked at the book in his hand, and then at Chu Nanggong with a kind smile in front of him, and was dumbfounded.
Why...the gift is a scroll! ? Before he could say anything, Zhang Liang patted him on the shoulder.
"Ziming, I just want to thank Senior Nangong quickly."
"Uh..." After Tianming hesitated for a moment, out of respect for his elders, he still showed a bright smile, bowed and said,
"Thank you, Senior Nangong."
"Ho ho!" Chu Nan Gong smiled when he saw this, turned around and left,
"The things have been delivered. I will take my leave, old man." Shao Yu quickly raised his hand to say hello.
"Senior Nan Gong, wait!" Chu Nan Gong stopped and looked at Shao Yu with a smile.
"Why, do you still have something to do?"
"No..." Shao Yu was about to explain when Shi Lan took the initiative to step forward and said, "It's me... I have some doubts and would like to ask Senior Nan Gong to clarify my confusion. I wonder if you are willing to give me some advice?" Chu Nan Gong turned to look at him. Shi Lan looked the little girl up and down, smiled and shook her head.
Shi Lan's eyes showed disappointment,
"...I took the liberty." Chu Nan Gong explained at this time,
"It's not that I don't want to, it's that it's not necessary."
"Little girl, from the moment you accept that sword, your path can only be decided by yourself."
"Old man, I can't give you any advice." Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the cloth behind him, and then bowed his hands to Duke Nan of Chu.
"Thank you for your advice, senior." Shao Yu and Tian Ming on the side looked at Shi Lan secretly from the corner of their eyes, obviously paying close attention to 'that sword' that Chu Nan Gong mentioned.
Of course, both of them knew about the existence of the Ice Soul Sword and had seen the Ice Soul Sword with their own eyes. Tianming was curious about the origin of that sword and what was special about it. It seemed very mysterious.
Shao Yu was more than just curious. In addition to his desire to know the origin of the Ice Soul Sword, he also had a worry that he had finally suppressed before.
It feels even worse now that so many people know about that sword! Chu Nanggong ignored the psychological activities of the two little guys, smiled at Shi Lan, and turned to leave.
Zhang Liang spoke again at this time,
"The secrets of heaven are mysterious and great."
"About this 'gift', I hope my senior can give me some advice." Chu Nan Gong kept walking, and a voice mixed with a smile sounded: "The sky and the earth are limited, and Chu Nan is yellow stone;"
"Discussing the Tao is impermanent, giving advice... Hehe, it's useless!" After the words fell, the person gradually moved away. At this time, Zhang Liang bowed respectfully and sent Duke Nan of Chu away.
Upon seeing this, the three of them, Shao Yu Tian Ming and Shi Lan, also followed suit and gave gifts together to see him off - even though they didn't understand anything.
After Chu Nan Gong walked away, Tianming's expression immediately dropped, and he looked back and forth with the scroll in front of his eyes.
Shao Yu and Shi Lan's eyes also moved to this volume, with curiosity in their eyes.
"Third Master, what exactly is this gift?" Zhang Liang glanced sideways at the scroll in Tianming's hand, and answered Shao Yu with a smile,
"Obviously, it's a book."
"Ah this..." Shao Yu was speechless for a moment. Nonsense, this is it!
"So... what kind of book is it?" Shao Yu scratched his head and asked. Zhang Liang did not continue to answer, glanced at the pedestrians on the street, and responded,
"Let's go and talk somewhere else."
