After Lu Anzhi finished his practice, he found that five months had passed, and he came out of the ancient painted pottery and saw that it was just dusk.

"What a good baby!"

Lu Anzhi praised and kissed the pottery jar.

Bang!

It was the sound of a hatchet falling to the ground.

Lu Anzhi turned his head and saw Sanqi standing at the door with a bundle of firewood on his back, his eyes dulled.

"Dalang, are you being possessed by evil spirits?"

Sanqi was very worried. Why did her brother hold a dog and kiss her? Is he missing his wife?

Um!

It seems that it is time to save money for my brother.

"Haha, I tell you, this is a good baby!"

Lu Anzhi immediately introduced the origin of the ancient three-color.

"Aiko? Goblin?"

Sanqi frowned.

snort!

It must be another greedy leprechaun!

A holy-level skill?

It's probably a lie.

Now hold the troops in a row to show that they are weak. Wait for it to reveal its nature and kill it with one knife!

Lu Sanqi calmly picked up the hatchet and wiped it with her clothes: "You let me practice it too? I can't do it, I'm not interested!"

etc,

The jar spirit named Caizi may not be a monster, but a female ghost.

I have heard from scholars before that after being killed by a thief, a scholar burned his body to ashes and made a pottery jar with ashes, so he fooled it and attached it to the jar, and could not be reborn and reincarnated.

This Aiko is not the wife of a rich man, right?

Being plotted by my concubine and burned into a pottery jar?

Well, if you don’t greedy for a big man, you are just a traitor. Then when I become a monk, I will make a decision for you and seek justice.

Lu Anzhi knew that his sister was a cautious person and never touched things of unknown origin, and he did not force them. After all, he could not guarantee that the origins mentioned by the ancient god were correct.

To observe people, it is still to look at their actions, rather than to listen to their words.

In fact, although Lu Anzhi Debao is so happy that he is like a boy who sneaks into the butt of a crush on the goddess, he has always been hiding a sense of vigilance in his heart.

He believes at most seven points in what Aiko said.

"Dalang, your spirit has improved a lot?"

After dinner, Sanqi suddenly spoke.

"Yeah?"

Lu Anzhi was delighted. It seemed that five months of practice had been effective.

"Well, it's like the dog that had just finished gnawing bones in the village head Wang family, and it's obvious that it's just a meat-dried dog!"

My brother is indeed much more energetic than yesterday.

"You're itchy, right?"

Lu Anzhi rolled his eyes, what kind of messy metaphor are you?

"whee!"

Sanqi giggled and quickly poked Lu Dalang's chest with a small fist.
Chapter completed!