Chapter 3 The Sword of Tetanus(1/2)
A rusty weapon named Tetanus Sword is very realistic.
You are broken down.
If the treasure refers to the rusty sword in the box, let alone chopping people, you have to worry about whether it will break if it cuts firewood!
mischief!
Definitely a prank!
Referring to the system opening method, Jun Bieli guessed that it was his father's work, and he was even more sure of his thoughts. This old bean is not reliable at all!
The Tetanus Sword is definitely of great archaeological value in other worlds, but in the martial arts world it is equal to rubble iron.
"The box should be valuable. You can go to the town to exchange money and hire villagers to farm!"
"The host should be self-reliant so that he can feel accomplished."
"Believe in your evil."
It is impossible to rely on one's own self-reliance. You can only sell the boxes and exchange them for silver, and ask workers to help farming to support your life.
Do it when you think about it.
Jun Feili walked down Tiegu Mountain with a box in his arms.
"no."
"If you are discovered by someone who is interested on the way, you may encounter trouble."
Jun Bieli stopped, looked at the big box, and decided to remove the gold edge embedded on it, so that it would not be easily discovered.
Very attentive and cautious.
But, how can I pick it off?
After thinking for a while, Jun Bili took out the Tetanus Sword from the box and carefully stuck the tip of the sword in the inlay. Just as he was about to pry it, he slashed and his fingers broke and bleeding.
"tear!"
The pain came instantly, causing him to breathe.
This ragged iron is quite sharp.
Fortunately, it was just a scrub, and there should be no need to break the tetanus vaccine.
"Brother Li."
At this moment, a shout came from the foot of the mountain, and a chubby boy waved his hand and shouted: "Go back to the village quickly, something big happened!"
This is Jun Bili's childhood friend, nicknamed Fatty.
"What big thing happened?" Jun Bili said, covering his fingers, completely unaware of the trace of blood that oozed out, quietly blending into the Tetanus Sword, causing a faint luster to appear on its surface.
"A group of fierce guys came and said they wanted to pay our Qingyang Village!"
Jun Bieli said intimately: "Bandit?"
"Then you can't go!" said frowned and said, "If you start, wouldn't it be very dangerous?"
"Fat man!"
Jun Bili said, "Don't go back, hurry up the mountain!"
"The host is very cautious." said the system assistant.
"Brother Li." Fatty Dun said: "They don't look like good people at first sight. I have to go back. I can contribute some strength to the village when fighting."
"Just just have your strength to open the meridians, contribute your strength. Don't talk nonsense, come and hide in the mountain."
"no!"
"I have to go back!"
After saying that, Fat Dun turned around and left.
Seeing that guy ran away without looking back, Jun Bieli shook his head and said, "It's indeed an innocent child."
Although I thought so in my heart, my expression became serious.
The villagers are very nice to me. Now that I am in trouble, I am really a grandson hiding in the mountains!
But I haven't opened any lineage and can't help even if I go!
"Please keep yourself safe and make a wise choice." The system said.
"Fat man!"
At this moment, Jun Beli Li put the big box in the pile of weeds next to him, chased after him with the Tetanus Sword, and shouted: "Wait for me, go back together!"
When the village encounters trouble, you cannot survive!
“That’s not wise.”
"Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Soon, Jun Bieli caught up with the slow-down Fat Dun. The latter saw the Tetanus Sword and said in confusion: "Brother Li, what are you holding in your hand?"
"sword."
"Mr. Li said that the sword is shiny, and you are rusted!"
"Don't ask."
You are very heartbreaking when you are separated.
But I don’t have any other weapons, so I can only use them to make up the numbers temporarily.
It's a bit embarrassing to take it over so brightly. Maybe you'll be laughed at if you're laughing at it, so it's better...
"Tear!"
Jun Bili pulled off his sleeves, wrapped the Tetanus Sword, and walked behind him, and said intimidly: "You can use it to scare people!"
Not to mention, if you only see the shape of the sword clearly, you can't see clearly, and you really feel a little mysterious.
"Brother Li!"
Fatty raised his thumb and said, "Handsome!"
"It's inevitable."
You are so handsome that you shook your head.
His facial features are delicate and angular, and he is so handsome that it makes people jealous.
To put it objectively, although this guy cannot practice, he is not picky about his appearance. In his own words, God gave him a perfect appearance, but the price was to take away all his talents.
The case has been solved.
You are unable to practice because you are too handsome!
...
Qingyang Village.
A village with a population of only a few hundred.
The people are simple and the neighbors are harmonious.
However, on this day, a group of uninvited guests came. They were wearing strong suits and holding various weapons in their hands, looking very fierce.
Jun Bieli was right. He was indeed a robber, and he was wandering from other areas. He planned to establish a long-term base in this area, so he specially charged a protection fee.
An elderly man stood in the village with a cane, trembling hands: "We have no money and property for you in Qingyang Village, so please give us your hands!"
He is the village chief of Qingyang Village.
The elderly, weak, women and children behind them are villagers of Qingyang Village.
The martial artist who once taught Jun Bili's martial arts was lying on the ground. Judging from the traces around him, he obviously had his hands on him. Judging from the scars on his body, he obviously had never hit him.
"OK."
The robber leader sat on the stone mill, touched his shiny head, and said, "I don't make things difficult for you. If you don't have money, you can get a strong man."
"He! He! He!"
As he said that, he pointed at the angry boys and said, "One person is a hundred taels, just offset!"
"this……"
The village chief looked ugly.
"Old guy."
A pointed-mouthed monkey-chested robber said, "Remember, my boss is not discussing with you. He either gives money or gives people. He doesn't give either, so he will die."
"Bang!"
The bald boss slapped his subordinates on the back of the head and scolded: "I have said it many times. When doing our business, you must pay attention to your quality and don't talk about death at any time!"
“Yes, yes!”
The subordinate grinned and nodded.
To be continued...