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Episode 1: Pot Chapter 7 Wherever fate goes, luck is invincible!

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    After Han Yu also dealt with the remaining two soldiers, he became exhausted. He even staggered while standing and walked unsteadily, but he no longer had the ability to kill people to solve the trouble.

    At this time, Fan Zhuo was also looking not far away, but he only stopped there and did not come directly.

    It wasn¡¯t until Han Yu waved to him with a tired smile on his face that Fan Zhuo trotted up to him.

    "Thank you very much for your help, otherwise Mr. Han's head would have fallen to the ground, and there is no hope of repaying this great kindness. I would like to tell you how you want Han to repay you?"

    Fan Zhuo didn't appear as nervous as expected, but his lack of character made him look excited. He scratched his head and just giggled aside.

    This actually made Han Yu smile even more. He sighed that this was really an honest and simple child. He thought that he had listened to what he had discussed with the three soldiers before. Perhaps knowing his identity, he might want to take him with him.  He cultivates immortality.

    Han Yu appears to be only over thirty years old on the surface, but his actual age is more than two thirty years old. After so many years of vicissitudes of life, his grasp of people's hearts is naturally extraordinary. Just by looking at this kid's expression, he can roughly tell  Guess the idea.

    Fan Zhuo didn't argue too much. After his excitement weakened, he stated his purpose.

    "Uncle Han Yu, I want to become an immortal like you! I also want to jump three feet and break rocks with one punch."

    Fan Zhuo is still grinning. His smile seems heartless and without any worries. It is indeed a smile that should exist in the mountains!

    To be honest, Han Yu was deeply grateful to the boy opposite him. What he said before was by no means perfunctory. He really wanted to repay him for saving his life. However, Han Yu was still a little worried about letting him lead him to cultivate immortality.

    "I still don't understand the difficulties of practicing martial arts and becoming an immortal!" Han Yu sighed first and then said:

    "We will discuss these later. It is better to solve the immediate problem first. Otherwise, when other soldiers transport the bones and find you and me, I am unable to fight anymore. You and I will also be happy in vain."

    Han Yu¡¯s face was full of exhaustion, he patted Fan Zhuo on the shoulder and said:

    "I still need to trouble my little brother to help kill these three people. Han is already helpless. If these three people are left alive, you and I will get into extremely difficult trouble!"

    What else Han Yu wanted to say was just to explain the pros and cons and let this half-grown child stab the knife in his hand. There should be no mercy at this time.

    But Han Yu didn¡¯t expect that after hearing this, Fan Zhuo actually took out a small hook, which was as big as a palm and considered sharp even for a mortal.

    I saw Fan Zhuo walking up to the nearest unconscious soldier and lightly tapping the opponent's neck with a small hook. Blood arrows suddenly spurted out, and the man was already dead and could no longer die.

    Han Yu really didn't expect that this half-year-old child would be so courageous. Besides, he was able to guess his own crossword puzzle before, so he was mentally superior. With this courage, he might become a real figure after being brought out, but Han Yu understood.  This half-year-old child is physically weak and is definitely not a good material for martial arts. If he cannot practice martial arts to the extreme and cannot control the source of life, how can he cultivate immortality?

    Fan Zhuo very cryptically opened the lid of the small pot in his arms. He was very careful about the fact that people who had just died could condense into crystals, because he had taken a few pills in the pot before.  The condensed crystal has made Fan Zhuo aware of his own changes.

    Fan Zhuo also understood that the small pot was a treasure. While he would not waste the opportunity to collect crystals, he would naturally hide it from everyone and would not be stupid enough to show it off.

    The small pot was placed on Fan Zhuo's body. After killing the first soldier, although it was impossible to observe, Fan Zhuo could conclude that a crystal must have condensed out of the small pot at this time.  He twitched his lips and continued walking towards the second soldier.

    When all three soldiers were killed by Fan Zhuo, his expression was not strange at all. This made Han Yu even more surprised and couldn't help but ask:

    "Have you ever killed anyone before?"

    Fan Zhuo picked his ears and said with the same smile on his face:

    "I have never killed anyone. I have only seen others suffer and helped them out."

    Han Yu didn't want to believe it, but after seeing the harmless smile on Fan Zhuo's face, there was nothing suspicious. This made him feel that it was rare after he had lived for decades. How could a mortal child kill someone?  After that, he could still be so calm. Could he be a fool?

    After Han Yu came up with this idea, he was directly rejected by himself. It was a great pleasure. Can a fool guess that easy but not simple word puzzle?

    Han Yu asked politely:

    "Brother, you are not afraid at all after killing someone?"

    "What am I afraid of? IIt's just a small scratch on their body. Who knows if they are dead or not?  Even if he really dies, if he is reincarnated in ten or eight years to seek revenge from me, I will already be as powerful as Uncle Han by then, so I won¡¯t be afraid!  "

    This time it was Han Yu¡¯s turn to smile bitterly. This kid¡¯s self-comfort aspect was quite unique. Although it was wrong, but thinking about it this way, it was really not scary at all.

    After listening to Han Yu's instructions, Fan Zhuo took away all the iron equipment from the three soldiers, scratched their faces with knives, took off their clothes and threw them into the tombs of thousands of corpses. Now the army even discovered that the three soldiers had disappeared.  , trying to find it among thousands of corpses is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

    As for these weapons and armors, there are a lot of them stacked together. These three people are not ordinary soldiers, and their weapons and equipment are also extremely comprehensive. They include broadswords, off-hand knives, steel chain armor, stainless steel breastplates, etc., which take up a lot of space when stacked together.

    Fan Zhuo was not puzzled that Han Yu wanted to collect these weapons and equipment himself, nor did he ask.  He knew that if these weapons were left here, the army would soon learn about the death of the three people, and after they were taken away and disposed of, there would be no clues.

    It¡¯s just a little more troublesome to deal with these weapons and armors, and it takes a lot of energy to carry them away!

    But the next scene made Fan Zhuo's eyes widen with disbelief on his face.

    Fan Zhuo never thought that he would not have to expend any physical energy to lift these equipment. At this time, Han Yu, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, easily took away all these things at once.

    I saw Han Yu pull out a small thing from the ear hole. At first Fan Zhuo thought it was earwax, but with a flash of light in Han Yu's eyes, the little thing that was pulled out had changed and became like a water tank.  Big and small, it turned out to be a strangely shaped stove!

    Perhaps it was Han Yu who was controlling it, but the huge lid of the stove opened on its own, and it was empty inside. For this reason, Fan Zhuo still lay on the stove mouth, looking around, and stretched out his arms to touch around inside.

    In response, Han Yu smiled and asked Fan Zhuo to throw all the weapons and equipment on the ground into the stove.

    Although Fan Zhuo was doubtful, he still did everything.

    After throwing all the things in, the huge lid of the stove slowly closed and became the size of a sesame seed again, which he stuffed into his ear.

    "This, is thisUncle Han Yu, is this the legendary storage bag?"

    Fan Zhuo had a look of disbelief on his face. He had also heard rumors about the Immortal with a few words. The most miraculous thing was naturally the rumored storage bag. It was said that it could accommodate all things and even fit a house in it without any problem.

    Han Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head:

    "Storage bag? Haha, there is only one style of storage bag. It is just a small bag. It is as big as a palm and cannot change its size and shape. It can only be used when carried on the body. Besides, you were caught by Chu soldiers before.  They won¡¯t take away my storage bag?¡±

    Han Yu¡¯s wry smile was obviously regretting the loss of his storage bag, but when he saw Fan Zhuo¡¯s confused eyes, he also explained:

    "This cauldron is used by Han to refine weapons. I just put it in my ear just in case!"

    Fan Zhuo responded with a vague understanding, but his expression became even more excited. This miraculous scene simply made him unable to control himself, and made him even more fascinated by the word "cultivation".

    "Then the two of them stopped delaying. Fan Zhuo supported Han Yu and walked step by step towards the dense forest.

    ¡° He was also afraid of being discovered by outsiders and causing suspicion among the military, so the route Fan Zhuo helped Han Yu walk was also extremely remote.

    Because Han Yu had said before that he was too seriously injured and needed to find a hidden place to recuperate. Fan Zhuo was most familiar with this. He grew up in the mountains and wandered around every day, looking for the rumored rare things.  Bao, I have been around most of the mountains and ridges for so many years, so I am very familiar with every place.

    When it comes to searching for rare treasures, Fan Zhuo has found nothing for so many years. However, Fan Zhuo now knows that his efforts have not been in vain. At least this little pot with a mysterious origin and magical function that lost its mouth was precisely because of randomness.  Find rare treasures and find them!

    Supporting Han Yu, Fan Zhuo couldn't help but reminisce about those years. He remembered that nearly three years ago, after hearing the rumors from the merchants who came to the village that someone from the outside world had found a rare treasure from which mountain, and then became a blockbuster, Fan Zhuo couldn't help it.  Go out early and come back late all day long, looking for rare treasures in valleys, streams, cliffs and other places.

    By chance, Fan Zhuo accidentally fell into a quagmire while hunting for treasure. After struggling out, his whole body was filthy, so he came to the river to wash himself.

    Fan Zhuo originally thought that he was unlucky at that time. A big bird flew over his head and pooped on his head. But now that he thinks about it, he was really lucky. If there hadn't been that big bird, that poop, and that he wouldn't have had any grudges,  Bao's character, then the origin of thisThe mysterious little pot is probably going to miss me!

    At that time, Fan Zhuo became angry and did not bother to clean the bird poop on his head. He chased the big bird all the way and finally spent a whole day to find out where the big bird's nest was.

    The bird's nest was on the cliff. Fan Zhuo used a long vine to follow it, but found that the big bird was not there. It may have gone out to look for food, but there were three colorful eggs among them, anda little bird that had lost its beak.  pot.

    Fan Zhuo took the small pot in his hand and looked at it, but found no difference. There was no pattern, no beautiful color, it was just ordinary.

    However, Fan Zhuo still took the small pot away and looked at the remaining eggs. Fan Zhuo did not have any evil intention to harm these unhatched little guys, but peed into the empty space of the bird's nest.  , pooped again, this empty space was obviously where the big bird was, and then left with great satisfaction.

    It was precisely in this way that Fan Zhuo got this seemingly ordinary little pot, which also replaced his chamber pot and spittoon for two years.

    Until now, when Fan Zhuo recalled it, he sighed that it was really God's direction and his luck was invincible!

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