Chapter 10: Mysterious clay figurine (please click, collect, red ticket!)

"Although I don't know why you did this to me, I will definitely come back and return to your original appearance when I find out the solution." Xiao Yao looked at the old rumors.

"Brother Xiao Yao, are you leaving? Don't get old rumors?" The ancient rumor panicked and pulled the corners of Xiao Yao's clothes.

"Yes, I'm leaving. I'm going to practice. This trip is too dangerous. When the practice is successful, I will come back to you. You have to stay at home and wait for your brother." Xiao Yao touched the head of the ancient ballad and smiled. Although they only met, Xiao Yao still liked the ancient ballad's attachment to him, which made his lonely heart a little comfort.

"Let's go together." Gu Yao pleaded.

"Are you disobedient? My brother promised you that he would come back to you soon." Xiao Yao said with a sinking face.

"Brother.. Brother..." The old rumor is a little reluctant to say.

"Good boy, let's go! Go downstairs for breakfast." Xiao Yao patted the head of the old ballad.

"Oh.."

There were almost a full seat downstairs, but there was only one place where no one sat, and no one dared to sit. The position was the best. As soon as Xiao Yao appeared from upstairs, they attracted everyone's attention. Xiao Yao looked at it and felt strange.

"Look, what are you looking at!" The old rumor is very dissatisfied with the reaction of these people.

"Oh, little aunt, you can come down, Xiao Er, hurry up early. This is Master Li Feng, right? I said, you are really nonsense. We just met yesterday. Why did you..." An old man appeared.

"It's coming..." Xiao Er gave a strange cry and took the boss's plate to come out early. There were dragon beard cream, snow and phoenix mud, blood swallow cakes, and so on.

"Grandpa Hao, why do you say that! He, he is not Li Feng, he is Xiao Yao's brother. The ancient rumor blushed and made outsiders drop their eyes on the ground.

The old man looked at Xiao Yao in surprise, and then stroked his beard and smiled, "Xiao Yao... Brother? Well, brother, brother, little brother, take your time, and the little old man won't bother you. Xiao Yao was very uncomfortable with him.

"Well, grandpa, take your time..." Ancient rumors.

"Ayao, go home when you have time. Your father is always thinking about you these days." Hao Ren didn't forget to ask before he left.

"Oh, I see." The ancient rumor pulled Xiao Yao to sit down, which made many people jealous.

"Brother, eat this." The ancient rumor picked up a piece of dragon beard ointment and wanted to feed Xiao Yao.

"I'll do it myself." Xiao Yao sweated and took it and ate it.

"Brother, eat this, and this." The ancient rumor simply pushed all the breakfast in front of Xiao Yao.

The ancient ballad held his pink cheeks in his hands, lay on the table, and looked at it quietly. Sometimes he stretched out softly to touch the crumbs from the corners of Xiao Yao's mouth.

"Oh, my God, is this still a witch?" Some people began to discuss in a low voice.

"I'm not dazzled!"

"Who is this white-haired young man?"

"Oh, my God, let me die. When did the witch become so gentle? ah, she became so gentle..."

"Shh.. I saw with my own eyes that she split a man half to death with thunder the day before yesterday!"

"It is said that she is too wayward to quarrel with her father. She has lived here for more than ten days and makes trouble for his father every day."

When I heard this, several black lines suddenly appeared on my forehead.

After a while, Xiao Yao wiped his mouth and said, "Okay, I'm full. I should go."

"Brother.. I'll go with you." The ancient rumor came to his senses, and tears came out.

"Are you disobedient? It's not that we won't be able to see each other in the future. You don't want your brother to be distracted by you, do you? Be obedient, my brother will come to you as soon as possible.

"Well, let's pull the hook. Brother, hurry up to see Ayao." The old rumor pouted, thought about it, then smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Good!" After saying that, Xiao Yao hooked up with the old ballad and smiled bitterly in his heart. How old he was, and he still played the hook game.

Xiao Yao got up, smiled at the ancient ballad, and then turned away.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back. You have to come back quickly!"

Xiao Yao did not look back and waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

"Come on..." After Xiao Yao left, the face of the ancient ballad changed color and shouted loudly.

"There!" More than a dozen disciples with long swords appeared in the flashing shadows.

"C Close the door and arrest them all. I'd like to see who was speaking ill of me just now! It made me make a fool of myself in front of my brother. Which of you dares to speak ill of me!" The old rumor looks unruly at this time, which is different from before.

However, Xiao Yao doesn't know at all.

"Let's go and have a look. Mangu's strongest artifact has been born! I guarantee that all of them are from the ancient forest, which is absolutely precious. Children and old people are not deceived. Come on!"

"Passing by, you can't miss it! Red powder is given to beautiful women, and swords are given to heroes. They are all genuine products from mangoes, such as fake! If you fake it, you will pay ten!"

"Hey, young hero, I saw your red purple hair in Tianmenyintang. I'm afraid there will be some luck coming. Why don't you come and see something?"

Many people shouted and tried their best to pull the guests.

Xiao Yao glanced casually and found everything for sale, from needle and thread toothpicks to thousands of swords, but the quality of this thing was really not flattering. He actually saw a monk waving the 'baby' teapot in his hand, and the mouth of the teapot was thrown away by him.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao's heart jumped, and the ancient scriptures were boiling in his mind. His eyes turned to the stall of an old man who threatened to sell 'magic artifacts' and was immediately attracted by a thing. This was a clay man kneaded by yellow mud. The surface was fresh, as if it had just been pinched, and the kneading method was not easy to talk about, and he barely outlined a People's facial features can't even distinguish between men and women. Mud people are dumped to the ground like waste.

However, it is this clay figurine that can make the remnants of the Dark Demon ancient scriptures and the scriptures boil!

What is it? Xiao Yao resisted his excitement, calmed down, and walked quietly to the old man, pretending to look at the objects on the ground.

The old man is depressed at this time. Is my breath blowing louder? His roaring voice was smoking, and he didn't even pull back a bird egg. At this time, when he saw a white-haired teenager walking beside him, he immediately opened his mouth and smiled.

"Haha, the young hero has a good vision. That's the Bidao Stone, which is the main material for refining peerless weapons." The old man looked at Xiao Yao's eyes and narrowed his eyes.

Xiao Yao's heart was funny. It was not a blue island stone, but a relatively dark green jade, which was not worth much money at all, and then his eyes turned to another item.

The old man immediately said, "Good eyesight, good eyesight! That's the fruit of the precious fairy medicine, 'dog blood'! It can dispel all curses.

"That's... Bi silk.."

"That's... Clam stone, I'm the best material!" The old man pretended to sigh.

When Xiao Yao's eyes swept over the clay figurine, the old man stopped talking.

Xiao Yao suddenly thought, did he see any flaws and said, "The child pinched the little man with a mud ball, you also sell it?"

The old man suddenly became unhappy and stared: "These damn little rabbits, you dare to throw everything! Sorry, young hero, this thing was discarded by the dolls when they played just now. It is not owned by this stall. Originally, this stall was very clean!" After saying that, he pulled the clay figurine out of the booth with his hand.

Xiao Yao nodded and squatted next to the mud man, pretending to observe the items on the stall. While asking the old man's questions, he concentrated his hands on the palm. The Taoist demon was connected into a blood line and quietly rolled the clay man into his hand.

Unexpectedly, the clay figurine disappeared when he bought it. Xiao Yao felt that it was the remnants of the Dark Demon Classic that sucked the clay figurine into his mind.

Xiao Yao got up and shook his head, which meant that he was not interested in these things and did not want to stay. The old man suddenly lost his smile and did not want to pay attention to them again.

Xiao Yao closed his eyes and shuttled through the flow of people. Now even if he closes his eyes, he can feel everything around him.

"Hmm?" He saw that the scriptures in his mind were wrapped in clay figurines and seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation.

He can't see anything else. Is it possible that this not-looking clay figurine is really a treasure?

The murder flashed.. Xiao Yao stopped, opened his eyes, and tilted his head slightly. He felt that someone was following him.

"One, two, three, four, four people." Xiao Yao did not look back and continued to move.

He stopped on a roadside, and a big flag stood here, embroidered with a big 'Wu' character, which was the Jianzhong branch!