Mao Yu'er's back was cold, and he glanced at the uncompetitive master and junior brother with disdain, stood up and walked to Luban No. 7, and dragged him over again.

"Hey, I said little puppet, in fact, you know everything, but you're just pretending to be dead, right?" Mao Yu'er aimed his mouth at Lu Ban No. 7's ear, and this time he knew that he must be quiet so that others would not hear what he was saying.

Luban No. 7 remained motionless, no different from a table, bench or stone pillar.

Mao Yu'er continued to enlighten and plead, and said: "We have no grievances in the past, and no enemies in the near future, if you don't save you at this point, it will be too unreasonable." I'm guessing you're still a kid like me, and because you like to have fun, that's why you always pretend to be dead and trick others, right? If you look at this, as long as my hairy fish can survive tonight, I will play with you every day in the future, I will use you as a toy, and you will use me as a toy, okay? ”

Luban No. 7 was indifferent, but he was pondering in his heart: "I tested the IQ of the other side, hey, hey, it seems that I can't exert all my strength!" What kind of toys will I get my hands on Luban No. 7? How can you look down on you? You are so bad when you are young, and you follow the wicked to do evil on Chang'an Street, I want to save you from surviving, not to add an overlord to this capital? ”

No matter how the puppeteer didn't react, the hairy fish was not discouraged, guessing that it should not be to the point, so it didn't arouse the puppeteer's interest.

He planned to continue trying, but Hong Wei was already impatiently urging: "I said, boy, there are still dozens of people waiting to demonstrate martial arts behind you, should you let your master and ancestor work until dawn?" ”

Mao Yu'er turned around and kowtowed to Hong Wei and said, "The disciple doesn't dare, Zhun Bao will have a result in a few moments." When the time comes, the ancestor will be killed or killed, listen to it! ”

Hong Wei closed his mouth, and the hairy fish continued.

"Little puppeteer, as long as you are willing to open your mouth to speak, even if it is only one sentence, I promise you, let you play all over Jinshengtang, as long as there is something you want here, I have to get it for you desperately. What is Jinshengtang? It's not that I'm a hairy fish boasting about Haikou, one-third of the wealth of Chang'an City is concentrated here, don't you just sit on the gold and silver mountains through me? ”

"In order to survive, this kid promised to take me all over the entire Jinsheng Hall?!" Lu Ban No. 7 was tempted, not only tempted, but also immediately realized that the opportunity could not be lost, the time would not come again, if he did not grasp the opportunity in front of him, it would be difficult to act in the future!

It was at this time that Hong Wei had a seizure, ignored the hairy fish, and ordered the two wolf-like thugs guarding beside him: "Go, drag the hairy fish over to me, as for the puppeteer, throw it into the garbage heap, and clear it out then." ”

"Master, don't ...... Don't...... Give the hairy fish one last chance, please......" The hairy fish screamed like a pig, and the mournful cry almost shook the roof tiles.

Hong Wei's two inverted brows were furrowed, and he pointed to Brother Meng and Mao Shrimp who fell to the ground in annoyance: "Push these three people together and beat them to death together." ”

"It's windy, it's laying eggs, it's time to collect people's heads!"

The scene on the martial arts field was in chaos, and a strange sound poured into people's ears. The voice is high or not, low or low, it is noisy but it can be heard, it can be heard but it is not because it is too loud, in short, it is unspeakably weird.

"Huh? What's going on? Hong Wei raised his hand to stop the thugs who were dragging the three of them, and looked curiously at the puppeteer lying not far away.

At first glance, he was even more shocked, didn't the puppeteer in the yellow shirt lie down all the time? How do you sit up now? A wooden hand kept rubbing his eyes, like a child who had just woken up.

"Huh? It's a puppeteer! Ancestor, take a look, I'll just say that this treasure we brought back is absolutely extraordinary, and he is indeed alive! ”

"Ah, the wooden man is alive, is that one of the mecha people?"

"Hey, maybe it counts! If so, then let's Jin Shengtang will start up with Ming'er, but it will be even more majestic! It can shock the whole rivers and lakes! ”

……

The discussion among the horses was in full swing, and Hong Wei, who was bent on killing and deceiving his subordinates, also stopped for the time being.

There are many kinds of demon species in Chang'an City, and it is not surprising that there are other species besides humans who can speak human language. However, what Brother Meng carried back was a villain made of wood, if this thing could speak, in the future, the tables, chairs, and cabinets at home would all be made of wood, would all of them be running around lively?

Hong Wei is bold, if he was a coward, he would not dare to go against his adoptive father's will decades ago and put up the signboard of Jin Shengtang.

"You, go and bring that puppeteer here, I'm going to study what kind of mechanism he is." Hong Wei let go of Mao Yuer and the others, and only focused on studying Luban No. 7.

The person who was ordered was a little afraid, but he did not dare to disobey the order of the helmsman, so he had to tremble and walk over.

But fortunately, the puppet villain has hands and feet and does not need to be led, and he got up by himself, and jumped up and rushed to Hongwei.

Brother Meng also woke up at this time, and looked at the puppeteer dumbfounded, the horizontal energy that was full of his body before was gone, and now he just wanted to kowtow to the moving piece of wood.

"Toot!"

Lu Ban No. 7 made a strange sound again, and the pestle was fixed again in front of Hong Wei.

"Hey, what are you I saying? How can you speak? Hong Wei asked happily.

"Hey, what are you I saying? How can you speak? Luban Seven repeated his question.

"Huh?" Hong Wei exclaimed.

"Huh?" Luban 7 was also amazed.

"Ha, so bold, you dare to learn from me?!"

"Ha, so bold, you dare to learn from me?!"

……

No matter what Hong Wei said, Luban No. 7 only moved his wooden beak and parroted his tongue one by one.

After half an hour of back and forth, Hong Wei became impatient, and angrily patted the handle of the Taishi's chair and shouted: "Bastard, are you doing this thing to test Lao Tzu's patience?" What speaks? Obviously, it can only be imitated, and it can't even play half of the role of the mecha man! Come on, take it out for me and throw it away! ”

What a puppeteer, why is he so unlucky?

Mao Yu'er was so anxious that tears and beads of sweat came out together, and he wanted to pounce on Luban No. 7 to lure him and ask him to say something else, at least let Hong Wei see that the wooden man would also think.

However, at this time, the three people who almost walked into the ghost gate at midnight met a greater savior.

"I'm slow. You've been living a lot of money, but you have to throw away anything that doesn't work well, right? Isn't your old mother happy to see this! ”

The old man's voice came, and the sound of the crutches touching the ground, it was Hong Wei's mother, Hong Shangwu's concubine Xiaohong appeared.