vrcanaries Chapter 1089 Little Bamboo 2
Chapter 1089 Little Bamboo 2
A pitch-black figure was running around on the mountain and came to the place where A Kun left his traces.
A bunch of Vietnamese were there too, but it was a pity they missed it.
The black bear was rummaging through the haystack out of boredom. Where was the mute, such a big mute?
Dumb, please come out quickly, your beloved Xia Xia is here to see you.
"Woo woo, dumb, you don't love the blind anymore. The signal is wrong this time."
The previous feeling was not wrong.
Why did it fail this time?
Little Bamboo: It’s my fault, dear dad.
Her father loved her a lot, and she suffered a lot when she was a child.
Pain and happiness.
Now she is grown up.
I won’t be cheated by my father anymore.
So in a sense, Xiao Zhuzi likes the dumb uncle a little more than his noisy father, just a little.
An An still loves his father very much.
Since Hei Xia Zi couldn't find anyone, he had to go back to Chen Pi and wait until he came back next time when he felt like it.
He always relies on his feeling when looking for a mute.
Tangerine peel: ……
Forget it, the Blind Man is cheap and useful, although he always harms people.
But it's okay as long as you can't defeat him.
To some extent, Hei Xia Zi and Chen Pi are both Nike, and are also early anti-man combinations.
I don’t even know how many people have been replaced.
They are still strong and healthy.
Very durable.
Xiao Zhuzi originally wanted to leave, but he missed Uncle Qilin.
Asked for his opinion.
A Kun's eyes were filled with confusion, but he looked in the direction of Yao Village, "There."
His instinct told him to go there.
Little Zhuzi thought about what his mother said.
"The antidote for the little Qilin is probably in the Zhang family's ancient building."
She was so tempted to take it out and ask Uncle Qilin if it was okay.
Forget it, let’s go to the Zhang family ancient building in this world first.
No, I still have her backup.
"it is good."
Having money is still very useful at this time.
Xiao Zhuzi gave a lot of money, and soon a brand new bamboo house appeared halfway up the mountain.
The inside is filled with things.
A Kun also built a chicken coop for himself.
An An bought him a chick.
There are also a few hens incubating eggs.
The rooster crows.
A Kun looked at An An who was taking good care of him, and was confused for a moment, wondering why you are so good to me.
Perhaps the shattered spirit crystal is still very useful.
Although he has no memories, A Kun feels at peace now.
When Xiao Zhuzi moved in, he noticed that someone was watching them.
She also saw Panma's surprised look.
There was a little girl who seemed to know Uncle Qilin.
So when she and Uncle Qilin were not allowed to go out without permission, she went out to find someone to talk to.
You have to know that she is a monster, not a human.
There are many ways.
So I knew everything at once.
The rest is easy to say.
It's just that the slumped shoulders are a bit difficult to deal with.
This guy is what mom calls a stubborn donkey.
"Would you like to live with us?"
The hunched shoulders were subdued by the beating, but the soul was still breathing.
He was not convinced.
"I am Zhang Qilin, not the traitor who is hanging out with the Nine Gates."
In the eyes of Tajian, the patriarch and the traitor were conspiring to dig up the ancestral graves.
They are all traitors who deserve to be hanged.
Little Bamboo: . . . .
What should I do? What this uncle said makes a lot of sense.
No wonder my mother said that Uncle Qilin has a bad brain.
What they did was indeed outrageous.
But she wasn't here to reason.
"Since you know that the Nine Gates are not good people, do you know that your clan leader has amnesia and a bad brain?"
"Shouldn't you straighten his mind and stop him from being fooled at this time?"
"You must know about the Zhang family's gift of heaven, right? He has lost his memory so many times."
Collapsed shoulders: . . . .
So the patriarch lost his memory and was deceived.
"If you don't believe me, just come back with me and you'll find out. Also, the Zhang family has a spirit guardian, right?"
The slumped shoulders became even more silent.
The clan leader has no spirit guardian.
He is a living target, a target to buy time for other members of the tribe.
"I go."
Resolutely defend the chief's brain and the clan's secrets.
If the clan leader is still confused, I will kill them at the risk of my life.
Kill the patriarch too.
A-Kun: . . .
How to feed the chicks? You'll end up feeding yourself cold.
Why hasn’t An An come back yet?
A Kun looked in the direction of the fence. There were few people halfway up the mountain and he liked the quietness.
"Uncle Qilin, An An is back. Look who I brought back with me."
A Kun tilted his head and looked at the hunched shoulders.
Collapsed shoulders: . . . .
The sky is falling!
The patriarch was really stupid.
Damn Zhang Qishan!
Damn Wang family!
Damn Nine Gates!
Damn thing.
How dare they harm their clan leader?
Those old beasts are hatching eggs in the mountains, go out and kill them.
Get rid of them.
Just hide, is that enough?
Bullshit! That's pushing the envelope.
Others thought the Zhang family was afraid.
In a sense, a person with hunched shoulders has a brain similar to tangerine peel, which is also a killer.
Otherwise, my shoulders and face would have melted.
He could really go out and kill people.
So in that era of lack of medical care and medicine, the person with hunched shoulders who survived under such circumstances was truly amazing and a very patient person.
At least he killed more than half of the people.
Few escaped.
How great.
A Kun was still in a daze, looking at An An in confusion.
He slumped his shoulders, took a deep breath, and without looking at the stupid clan leader, he went to the room to take a shower and change into new clothes under the guidance of Qi Anyao.
Of course, another reason for following here is that Qi Anyao is smarter than the patriarch.
They are on the side of the Zhang family.
It seems to be related to the Zhang family.
Thinking of the Zhang family’s history of non-human marriages.
Ta Jianbao put a vest on Qi Anyao that was not human.
He guessed correctly.
The Zhang family has a high tolerance for non-humans.
Even better than your attitude towards people.
Actually, the Zhang family is not pure human from a genetic point of view.
A mixed-blood monster.
Just not mixed enough.
But this little bit is not enough, it can make the Zhang family's talents and bodies stand at a place that others cannot reach.
When Xiao Zhuzi saw that his shoulders had slumped and he went in, he explained to A Kun.
"He is one of your people."
A-Kun: . . .
Well, he saw the fingers, and they seemed to be from the same family.
Xiao Zhuzi took out a thick notebook.
"Here are all the answers you want, Uncle Qilin."
A Kun began to look through it, but he couldn't understand some of the codes.
An An has gone to the kitchen. Today is the day of family reunion, so she wants to roast a few more chickens to celebrate.
Braised chicken pieces, chicken stewed with potatoes, and boiled chicken.
Good, there is only one old hen left.
Rooster:....
Speak for the chicken, it works and crows.
When I came out with my shoulders drooped, I hesitated and decided not to put on the mask.
He wanted to live a normal life.
The unrecognizable face is also his face.
Zhang Qilin finished reading the book and looked at his hunched shoulders again, "Eat."
His hunched shoulders made his steps much lighter, and when he saw Qi Anyao smiling, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.
"It's time to eat. You two go get chopsticks and bowls."
The two looked at the three chickens, and well, they were moving faster.
In fact, Xiao Zhuzi doesn’t care about appearance. According to the aesthetic standards of monsters, humans are not within their aesthetic range.
But mom likes dad.
My mother said that my father was a fierce and free horse on the grassland. He finally broke free from the rope and went to a more splendid grassland.