Chapter 4: Bronze bracelet inside

The juvenile had long seen that the copper bracelet on Zhu Zhu's hand was not an ordinary ornament. Although there was no trace of mana on it, the pattern of flowing clouds on the surface was exactly the same as his storage ring.
It is rumored that this is a feature of a well-known refining master's work residing in Denmark. These patterns are actually invisible magic squares, which can completely converge the unique atmosphere of magic weapons and make them look like ordinary decorations.
And the most important point is that once the magic weapon that has been processed in this way recognizes the Lord, only its owner can open it with aura, and others can no longer open and pry into the contents. Once the owner dies, the contents in the storage space are also It can't be taken out any more, unless another person who can recognize this magic weapon appears.
The juvenile had more than once suspected that Grandma Zhu Zhu had put her relics in this bracelet. He was not greedy for Zhu Zhu's things, but could not help wondering what would happen.
I didn't expect Zhu Zhu to know anything, and Zhu Zhu didn't have the breath of a cultivator. If she wanted to use Reiki to open this storage bracelet, she couldn't do it at all.
"Stupid pig!" The teenager was too lazy to tell her more, took the pot and scoop out of the ring, waited, and explained, "I'll go grab some pheasant rabbits or something. Pack up and make a fire, don't go far, Otherwise, I'm too lazy to save you when I'm ridden by the wolf. "After turning, I walked into the woods.
Zhu Zhuzhu felt that this should be the first time that he saw such a "magical thing" in a storage ring, but there was no surprise, but he remembered that the bamboo basket that he was carrying all the way was very grievous.
Why the wicked have such convenient things, why not put bamboo baskets in for her? Little stingy!
Although she was angry, Zhu Zhu obediently picked up some dry branches to make a fire, turned a pot out of the pile of debris left by the teenager, took the water rack in the stream to burn on the fire, and then turned to clean up The tent was paved.
I was busy for a while, just sat down and planned to rest. Suddenly I heard the voice from the hillside, and soon came up to a group of nine people.
Six of these men were dressed as servants, carrying large bags, carrying weapons such as swords, and were the first middle-aged man with a strong body wearing an iron-blue brocade. He was a man and a woman at his age. Similar to Zhu Zhu, they are all around the age of fifteen or sixteen. The beauty of handsome men and women is slightly proud, and at first glance they are the young masters of big families.
三 The three of them have similar looks. Even if they are not father and son, they are mostly close relatives.
The pedestrian who suddenly appeared appeared to be a good place for camping overnight. I saw a fire here in the distance. But when I walked by, I saw only a little rustic girl sitting by the fire.
The leading middle-aged man frowned frantically, not paying much attention, waved to the family behind him, and let them set up camp and prepare dinner.
Su Zhu Zhu saw so many people suddenly that none of them could be caused by himself, so he kept silent, and waited until the boy came back!
She doesn't mess with people, it doesn't mean that others won't come to mess with her.
The water on the fire in front of him boiled quickly, Zhu Zhu poured wild mushrooms and wild vegetables collected along the way, intending to cook a pot of hot soup-as long as the young man's appetite is served, he feels good about her attitude It will be much better.
The seductive scent spreads, and those camping on the other side of the hillside cannot help secretly swallowing, even the leading middle-aged people are no exception. He was conscious and knowledgeable, but he had never smelled such a formidable aroma.
He thought about it, stood up and walked in front of Zhu Zhu and said, "Little girl, I'll give you one or two pieces of silver. Sell this pot of soup to me." The soup was indeed sky-high, but the high order in the tone meant that the pair of young masters he brought followed him idly.
Zhu Zhu opened her mouth and didn't answer. Suddenly, a stubborn refusal from a young man heard: "Not for sale!"
The middle-aged man's face sank. The little master next to him had shouted, "Bold! Who are you ?! My dad looks at your coarse food for your face. Do you know who we are?"
Juvenile ignored them, slowly walked to the fire, and handed the two hares that they had just harvested from the forest to Zhu Zhudao, "Go clean up and eat."
Zhu Zhu Zhu glanced at the people next to the fire, and obediently ran to the stream over the rabbit. In fact, she didn't think it was okay to sell that pot of soup. She hadn't seen what a silver or two looked like!
But the wicked person said no to sell, then she had no choice. She would be better off first. If they fight, they won't get rid of her innocent pond fish. As for whether the teenager will suffer, she has never worried about it.
He is very polite not to let others suffer.
Beside the flames, the middle-aged man was waiting to speak, and suddenly the lady pulled her sleeve by one hand and whispered, "Daddy, forget it."
The middle-aged man paused for a while, and actually listened to his daughter and stopped talking. The lady took two steps and said to the young man, "This senior, just offended a lot, don't expect to be surprised." She said deeply and gave a gift.
The middle-aged man saw the daughter who had always been above the head so tolerant, knowing that the boy in front of him was not an ordinary person, and immediately looked at the whole archway: "In Xia Liao Tianhua, this is the young girl Yongqi, and the dog Yongge. It was just a misunderstanding and rude Now ... but I want to go to Saint Zhishan to ask for immortality? "
Liao Jianai is a nearby little Xiuxian family. His sons and daughters have already entered the gas refining period, especially her daughter has reached the third level of the gas refining period. She is still a senior to this boy, so this boy Presumably also a monk, and higher than his daughter.
In the past few days, Pu Shengzhi has opened up the mountain gate to recruit new disciples. The young man appeared here in front of him.
The juvenile turned a blind eye to their respectful attitude, and didn't bother to say a word, sitting by the fire by themselves, and treating these three people as transparent people.
Liao Yong 璘 Master is used to it, who ever showed him such a face? In particular, the other side was a young man who was not a few years older than himself, but he did not wait for him to be attacked by his sister Yongqi, forcibly pulled back.
Liao Tianhua was also very annoyed in his heart, but after all, he had some cities. From the attitude of his daughter, he guessed that the other party was likely to be someone they could not afford, so he reluctantly tolerated it.
The family of three returned to their camp with a confession of sin. Seeing that they were quite some distance away from the boy, Liao Tianhua finally couldn't help but whispered to his daughter, "What is the origin of this brother?"
Although he was far apart, he was very careful about his words.
Liao Yongqi frowned and said quietly: "I can't understand ..."