"But the sky is full of good things." Old Boom pulled out a huge spear obliquely inserted there with his hands. "Master Zhuang, this is a huge dog burst spear. This metal is very precious in the era of exile. We just got it in the manor!"
"Master Zhuang …" The Mo people also picked up a stone with a strange look. "Master Zhuang, this stone is also a bit strange …"
"Isn’t that some broken stones? The river in Taojin Town is everywhere … "The old boom disdained that he saw the stones on the ground suddenly rolling up and rolling over to the moat of the miscellaneous forest before his words fell.
"Who woke me up …" A slow heavy voice came from the moat. "Have two thousand years passed? How do you feel that you haven’t slept enough … Hey, where is this? "
When everyone leaned forward, they saw a huge stone man piled up by round pebbles get up from the river and slowly climb to the shore. It straightened up and tried to move forward, but accidentally slammed its feet on the ground and suddenly turned into round stones rolling around.
"Uh …" The stone man got together again, sat on the ground and looked down blankly and shouted, "Where are my feet? Who stole my right foot! "
Then he looked not far from Zhuang. "Did you steal my foot, little fellow?"
"people?" Zhuang asked, pointing to the big stone man not far away
"My name is wooden stick. Have you seen my feet? So big and round … Wait, you are a cruel manor owner … Ah, you are mistaken. I am a pile of stones. I am not a fool! "
With a bang, the wooden stick was scattered into round stones all over the ground.
Zhuang is not far away. Finally, no one has ever found the trace of Tuo people in the era of exile.
Their skills of playing dead are simply first-rate.
……
In the exile era, a round pebble in the river outside Taojin Town, which had just been used by Sazler to test the gun, suddenly trembled for a few seconds and then suddenly fell silent.
Around it, several round pebbles are piled up at the bottom of the river.
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Not far from the manor, Zhuang looked up at Tian Xiaofu as a shadow dragon flying around in high school. From time to time, wisps of black silk thread came out to sew something together.
"So you can make up the entrance?" Zhuang is not far away. It’s hard to believe.
But the fact is that the liquid crystal keeps flashing, and the sky is slowly recovering, and the cracks in the sky are gradually narrowing, and the cracks will disappear in a few days.
In fact, the manor has the ability of self-healing. The front crack is like a radioactive wound, which is beyond the scope of automatic healing. Now sew this wound up and it will heal itself.
To some extent, the manor is a creature.
Seeing the sky gradually returning to its original state, Zhuang sighed and said goodbye to my best headhunter …
I’m afraid I’ll never see you again.
But suddenly he comforted himself, "That’s all right. No one will compete with you for the position of’ best headhunter’ anymore! There are still several months before the end of the year, and the best headhunter for refueling is you! "
The servants of the manor all rolled their eyes to show that they didn’t know the landlord with abnormal brain circuits.
Several servants from the exile era did not care that Tutuzhuang was not far away, and they all looked a little disappointed.
Repairing this crack also means completely isolating the manor from the exile era. I really don’t know if there is any chance to go back in this life
No one knows what kind of mechanism connects manor and exile era. After all, the earth is completely different from exile era.
Whether it’s the law or the universe in form