Chapter 765: 【V008】Super powerful treasure!
Chapter 765 [V008] Super powerful treasure!
The white-haired old man looked at Dabao with a cold expression. He really didn't understand where a child had the courage to do such a thing to a Venerable from Heaven?
However, now is not the time to think about the answer. The white-haired old man can clearly realize that Dabao is serious. If he does not pick the fruit, he will let Shengluan throw himself into the abyss.
In the past, let alone the abyss, he would have the courage to venture into the abyss of Nine Dragons, but hasn't his skill recovered yet? A good man does not suffer from immediate losses!
Although picking fruit is also dangerous, but be careful, the chances of survival are still greater than falling into the abyss.
"Cough cough." The white-haired old man cleared his throat, "How many do you want to eat?"
Unexpectedly, Dabao did not immediately let Shengluan bring the white-haired old man back, but continued to write: I will give you another chance to reorganize the language.
The white-haired old man was stunned. Could it be that his answer was wrong? Don't you just want me to pick fruit for you? I ask you how many you eat. Is this answer sincere enough?
Wait, what did you just say?
"You're so fat, you still eat!"
The white-haired old man had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he smiled hehely: "I said I am so fat, how can I still eat? You are not fat, you are so cute and bloated!"
Yan Xiaosi sobbed and finally stopped crying.
It turned out that he didn't ask himself to pick the fruit, he just asked himself to say a few compliments. The white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, Dabao wrote again: 100.
The white-haired old man was stunned for a while, before he realized that Dabao was answering his own question. Is it necessary to make such a jump? I almost can't get it!
Also, what's up with a hundred?
Is this going to pick it up until dawn?
There was no room for bargaining, and Dabao asked Shengluan to throw the white-haired old man into the garden.
This time, Dabao was relieved to let him go alone and did not ask Shengluan to supervise him.
The reason why he suddenly felt at ease with him was not because Dabao made a logically inconsistent mistake, but because the entire orchard was shrouded in a huge black mist, and the empty grass where they were located was the only "pure land", which could also be called "pure land". It is the only exit. As long as the white-haired old man wants to live well, he will definitely pick the fruit and return to this open space as soon as possible.
Sheng Luan stayed in the open space to protect a few of them.
The white-haired old man naturally guessed Dabao's plan. He couldn't help but wonder. The child's decision changed several times, and each time he weighed the stakes to the extreme. In the cave, the child knew that Shengluan would take him to try it out. The road is the best strategy; when looking for food, the child understands that it is the best strategy to bring everyone; now picking fruit, of course, it is the best strategy to take risks alone, after all, he has to go back to the open space, and In case if he accidentally hit the grass and startle the snake, the Shengluan outside would immediately be able to take the four of them away.
The white-haired old man became curious, what kind of parents can give birth to such a perverted child?
That's right, his definition of Dabao has changed from clever to eccentric to perverted.
Fortunately, there are many fruits in this orchard, and he has already picked many of them without going inside. He doesn't know what these fruits are, and he has never seen them in his life. Soft, heavy in the hand, as if well hydrated.
He picked it at random, wrapped it with his hem, returned to the open space in a panic, and threw the fruit to the ground.
Dabao glanced at it lightly, picked up a pen and wrote: There are still seven more.
The white-haired old man immediately said, "...!!"
If you count, there are still seven!
The white-haired old man didn't believe in evil, so he counted them one by one, hemp! ninety three!
So when you say 100, you really mean 100 in the literal sense. A four-year-old child, is it really good to be accurate to this extent?
I thought I picked more than 100, more than enough!
"Oops, it's only seven... ah—"
Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, he was slapped back to the courtyard by Shengluan's wings.
Sheng Luan is on the side, and there is a lot of stance that you won't let you out until you finish picking the big bird.
The white-haired old man is bitter in his heart, but the white-haired old man does not say anything.
He honestly picked seven, in fact, he could pick more, but somehow, he was always worried that he picked the wrong number, and the kid would give him another shit!
When the white-haired old man put the last seven red fruit fruits in front of Dabao, Dabao hummed with satisfaction.
Dabao gave the white-haired old man a red fruit.
The white-haired old man smiled: "I also know that honoring the elders will save you."
He said, opened his mouth and ate the red fruit. The skin of the red fruit was thick and astringent, but the slurry inside was sweet, milky white, and looked like stalactite, but tasted somewhat like melted buttermilk.
Dabao saw that he had finished eating, and wrote to his two younger brothers: It's not poisonous, you can eat it too.
The white-haired old man choked immediately.
After a long time, you are trying to poison me! ! !
When he ate the peel, his brows were so astringent that the three little eggs saw it, so he threw the peel away decisively and only drank the serum inside. Sweet and a little thicker.
Yan Xiaosi looked at the milky white slurry and was instantly greedy: "Wow wow wow!"
Da Bao took some fruits, squeezed the slurry into a feeding bottle, and gave it to Yan Xiaosi to drink.
Yan Xiaosi knew that this was not milk, so she didn't quarrel to let Dabao breastfeed her, she sat on the ground and obediently held the bottle and started drinking.
"Gu" Shengluan looked at these fruits and seemed a little greedy.
Dabao gave it twenty fruits.
Unexpectedly, Shengluan pushed back the twenty fruits and returned them to Dabao. Shengluan touched the shriveled peel of the fruit they had eaten with his beak.
Dabao thought about it, picked up a peel, peeled it off, took out the core, and asked it with his eyes, do you want to eat this?
Shengluan flapped his wings excitedly, and then he took a few steps back, distanced himself from Dabao, and opened his big beak.
Dabao probably understood what it meant. He threw the fruit core into the world. Sheng Luan raised his head to catch it and swallowed the core. The next second, it spit out a flame.
Everyone was stunned!
Big bird...how could it even breathe fire?
Shengluan seemed to be satisfied with the sensation he had caused, and maybe he was very happy with the fire-breathing itself. It took another peel and handed it to Dabao. He continued to take a few steps back and waited for Dabao to feed him.
Dabao fed it another one.
After it ate it, it spewed out another flame.
"Wow wow wow!" Yan Xiaosi stopped drinking the fruit juice, clapped her hands and shouted excitedly.
Dabao looked at Shengluan with a bewildered face, so he was not hungry, he just wanted to play with fire?
Children's focus is always childish, but the white-haired old man is different. What kind of fruit is this? Even eating the core can make Saint Luan breathe fire? Can he spray?
He decisively took out the pit of his own fruit. The pit was about the same size as a normal peach pit. It was really hard to eat it, but if it could breathe fire, would it be okay to give it a try?
The white-haired old man swallowed the core decisively, and he also wanted to breathe fire!
As a result, he didn't know if he was breathing fire or not, he was choked and put out the fire!
Dabao and Shengluan played three times and then stopped. My mother said that fire is the most powerful weapon in nature. When encountering an invincible beast, holding a fire can make them fearful. If so, then these It is better to save the kernels for use in critical moments.
Shengluan was a little unfinished, but Dabao told him that these fruit pits belonged to him, and he only gave him a bird to play with, and he was happy again.
The four brothers and sisters ate a total of 20 fruits, and after removing the three pips that were fed, there were still 17 fruits left.
Dabao poured out the books in the schoolbags of his two younger brothers and put the remaining fruits in.
The fruit pit was small and put it in the pocket of Yan Xiaosi's clothes.
After watching Fire Spit three times, Yan Xiaosi probably couldn't establish some kind of connection between the fruit core and fire. She patted Xiaodoudou and was very satisfied with Dabao's decision!
Xiaobao looked at the homework book that was messed up in the wind, pouted and said, "Don't you want the homework I just wrote?"
Er Bao nodded seriously: "Yes, what if the Master asks?"
Dabao glanced at his two younger brothers, picked up the blank homework on the ground and opened it, did you really write it?
Xiaobao who never does homework: "..."
The second treasure of fishing in troubled waters: "..."
The strong wind blew, and the thick fog spread so much that it instantly shrouded the whole world. They couldn't tell the direction, so they had to rest in place temporarily and wait until dawn.
The white-haired old man was choked to death by the fruit stone.
Shengluan was lying on the ground, San Xiaodan was nestled in Shengluan's arms, Yan Xiaosi was nestled in Dabao's arms, Shengluan protected them with his wings.
"Dabao, I miss my mother."
"I think so too, and I still miss Daddy."
"Whoa whoa whoa."
Dabao touched the head of his younger brother and sister.
"Sleep, I'll take you home."
Xiaobao was in a daze and muttered: "Dabao...Did you speak..."
The night was quiet, and everyone breathed evenly from their mouths.
But at this moment, a dark vine grew out of the ground, like the claws of a ghost, quietly wrapped around Yan Xiaosi's ankle.
(end of this chapter)