Little did he know that the Shaolin stick that Lu Wensheng had in his hand was the same Shaolin stick that Old Immortal Wu had used to fight the black market in the neighboring county a few nights ago. This was a stick passed down from the ancestors of the Wu family. There is only one such stick, and only the head of the family in successive generations is qualified to use it.
It is said that the first generation ancestor of the Wu family saved a seriously injured Shaolin monk by chance. The monk had nothing but a Shaolin stick, which he could still use. After he recovered from his injury, he gave it to the monk as a gift.
Later, because of this Shaolin stick, the ancestor of the Wu family was recruited by a peerless general, and from then on he began to practice martial arts...
Later, after the efforts of the Wu family, they finally had a place. However, due to the turbulent times, almost all the Wu family members died or were injured. Now, only these three descendants are left...
You should know that even Wuxie and Wu Gong are not qualified to use this Shaolin stick.
But now, when Old Fairy Wu saw Lu Wensheng playing with it, she did not show any displeasure at all. Instead, she gave him some pointers with great interest.
Are you kidding? The huge armory belongs to her, so what’s a Shaolin stick?
"Grandpa, this stick is very good." Lu Wensheng praised breathlessly, while looking at it carefully.
Wu Laoxian'er was full of pride, which showed on her face: "Of course, this stick is the oldest among these weapons." It's also my favorite...
"Of course, if you like it, you can take it away. This stick can still be used for self-defense."
When Wu Laoxianer said this, there was no trace of reluctance on her face, as if... it was supposed to be this way.
Unexpectedly, Lu Wen threw the stick back into Wu Laoxian'er's arms and said in disgust:
"Old man, are you stingy? You don't give me so many beautiful things, but you give me a broken stick. I don't want it!"
How could she not see how much Wu Laoxian'er treasured this stick? Not only did she put it in the most conspicuous position, she also made a special cover for it. Moreover, the wooden stick felt warm and smooth to the touch, and it was obvious that it was well maintained. It should be the result of its owner wiping it frequently.
Wu Laoxian was stunned for a moment, then smiled. He had been watching the young lady silently since he came down from the basement, and naturally saw her love for the Shaolin stick.
Because she likes it, the lady pretends to dislike it...
A warm feeling passed through Wu Laoxian's heart:
Woohoo, his young lady is so nice, not like those two brats Xiaoxie and Xiaogong at all. They clearly know that this stick is their lives, but they still ask for it openly and secretly. If he doesn’t give it to them, they will play with it secretly. Don’t think he doesn’t know!
"Grandpa Wu, can you deal with this kind of stick?" Lu Wensheng asked when he remembered that there was an iron and wooden stick in his space.
After Wu Laoxianer came to his senses, he answered without thinking: "Of course, I am the most powerful craftsman of our generation!"
Lu Wensheng thought about it and took out the iron stick from the space, and handed it to Wu Laoxianer: "Grandpa, can you make one for me..."
Wu Laoxianer looked at the extra stick in his hand with horror, and subconsciously looked around. Only after realizing that this was his own armory did he feel relieved and said anxiously:
"Miss, tell me the truth, who else knows about this except me?"
Lu Wensheng felt like laughing when he saw the murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but he held it back and said seriously, "And Uncle Xiaoxie."
Wu Laoxianer fell into deep thought, thinking about the necessity of killing his son...
Finally, he sat on the ground with a dejected look on his face: "Hey, I can't do it. How about you do it yourself, miss?"
Lu Wensheng:???
When she realized what was happening, she couldn't help laughing until tears came out of her eyes. She sat down opposite the old man and said seriously:
"Grandpa Wu, you think too much. The reason why I don't avoid you is because I trust you. Of course, even if I make a mistake, I have the ability to deal with the betrayer and even prevent others from finding the body."
Of course she couldn't find it. She had asked Miss Tianluo to find a good Feng Shui spot on the mountain, and she had already dug a pit...
What she didn't know was that the snail girl thoughtfully dug 6 more...
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Let’s get back to the point
Wu Laoxianer was relieved when she heard her say this. It was good that she didn't trust blindly...
After thinking for a while, he added: "Miss, you can't tell Xiao Gong about this."
Lu Wensheng didn't want to tell him, after all, he was too young. But he still looked at him with a puzzled look: That's your grandson...
Wu Laoxian touched his nose and said, "Although Xiaogong is trustworthy now, what if he gets married and becomes of the same mind as his wife?
Even if we don't agree, what if he lets it slip in his sleep in the middle of the night?"
Considering the possibility of these things happening, Wu Laoxian kept shaking his head: "No, no, I really can't tell you. Xiaogong is still young, unlike Xiaoxie who is a bachelor." I'll just say it...
Wu Xie: Dad, thank you...
Lu Wensheng couldn't help but want to laugh again. The old man was thinking far ahead...
"Yeah, don't worry, Grandpa. I know what's going on. In fact, I'm telling you this because I have something important for you to do for me."
Speaking of business, Wu Laoxianer sat upright and said, "Miss, please speak."
When Lu Wensheng heard the word "Miss", she felt like she was a capitalist who had slipped through the net...
Taking a quick look at the empty space in the middle, Lu Wensheng waved her hand and the space was filled with food, all grown by the Snail Girl. It was useless to keep it in the space, so it would be better to exchange it for money so that she could buy a few more houses and become a landlady when she came to Beijing.
Wu Laoxianer came back to his senses from his daze and was shocked to see the extra food in the open space in front of him.
He had known for a long time that the young lady could conjure things out of thin air, otherwise where did the food in his kitchen come from? Besides, what kind of good person would carry seven or eight kettles when going out?
But after all, they are just small things, right? But now... that pile of food must weigh about eight or nine hundred kilograms!
Seeing Wu Laoxian'er's reaction, Lu Wensheng quickly explained: "Grandpa, these things have clean origins. What I mean is, won't the black market belong to us in the future? When the time comes, you and Uncle Xiaoxie will take care of these grains."
"There is always food. I will send it to you from time to time. Don't worry about selling it."
Wu Laoxianer walked forward, opened a bag of rice and took a look, then opened the remaining bag of corn and wheat and picked them up to examine carefully.
He found that the quality was much better than those sold outside, and said excitedly: "Miss, judging by this quality, it should be considered top grade. Once it enters the market, it will definitely be snapped up."
Lu Wensheng nodded: "I know, so Grandpa, you must pay attention to safety."
Wu Laoxian waved her hand and said, "Don't worry. I have survived on the edge of a knife. Petty thieves can't hurt me. When Xiaoxie comes back, I will discuss with him how to maximize the benefits."
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