Cough cough... The wind wandering around coughed a few times next to us, which was obviously embarrassing to our intimate movements.

"Hate." Yunyun pushed me away and ran out with a red face, leaving Feng, who was wandering around, standing face to face with me, and he had to continue to smell the pungent smell. I don't know if her "hate" was talking about me, or Fengzi, a guy who was ignorant of the charm.

Seeing Yunyun go out, I straightened my face and said to the wandering wind, "Is this one the only one? What about the others, give me all the others, so I can help you carve out the mechanism of the twilight, and let's make a cow's mechanism beast as soon as possible."

"Do you think I don't want it." Feng Zi shook his head and said, "The key is that old man. I took so much effort to get this philosopher's stone in order to communicate with him and let him translate all the other drawings for me."

"Communicate with him, isn't he deaf?" said the weird old man who had never raised his head except to flip through paper.

"Hehe, you made a mistake." Feng Zi shook his head and said, "He is not deaf, he just can't understand what we say, so he just pretends to be deaf and dumb. If you don't believe me, look..."

Fengzi put the things he had just taken out of his mouth again, and said to the old man a series of sounds that sounded strange to me. Then he saw that the old man actually put down the stone in his hand, raised his head, shook his head at Fengzi, and also replied with a series of "bird singing".

"What are you saying to him?" I pushed Fengzi and asked. When someone communicates in language you don't understand in front of you, he is most likely to feel annoyed and always feel very unhappy, as if he is regarded as transparent.

"I asked him if the remaining drawings could be translated for me. He said he had no time now and asked me to come again in a few days." Feng, who was wandering around, took out the Philosopher's Stone from his mouth and said to me.

"Then can you ask him for help, do you know what this rune stone is used for?" I took out the rune stone that I hit from the stone element when I was backpacking and handed it to the wandering wind and said.

"Okay." The wind wandering around took the rune stone and looked at it, stuffed the magic stone into his mouth, and said to the "old man". The "old man" shook his head and said a few words to the wind wandering around. The wind wandering around looked back at me and said a few more words. The "old man" seemed a little dissatisfied, sighed, and then said a few more words, then picked up the unfinished stone again and continued to carve it. This time I finally saw clearly that he did not use any carving knife, but used his black nails as long as iron hooks to carve it on the stone. No wonder I thought his carving knife was strange before.

The wandering wind took out the Philosopher's Stone from his mouth. He turned around and said to me, "He said he knew what this is, but he would not tell you unless you gave him the stone."

"Give him the stone? How can I do it? This task depends on him." I shook my head and said.

"That's what I told him, too." Feng, who was wandering around, glanced at the weird old man and said, "But he said that if he refused to give him the stone, he would be helpless."

I was about to say something, when the pager on Feng's waist wandering around suddenly rang. He turned on the page and looked back. He replied to me, "Brother, my wife has something to ask me for. I have to go there first." He thought for a while, and then said, "Let's do this, I'll lend you the language magic stone first, you can talk to him yourself, and I'll give you all these drawings. You can't let him translate a few more pictures for me by your mouth. Anyway, you can carve what he translated first, and then I'll take it slowly to be a high-level mechanism beast."

As time passed slowly, a water-based mechanism rune stone with strange spells was slowly forming in my hand. A cold touch came from my palm. The originally lifeless fish bone suddenly seemed to suddenly come alive, and a floating blue light emitted from it. It seemed that a deep sea fish was swimming lightly in the bones.

Putting the "rune bone" in front of me, I looked carefully, gently blowing off the bone chips on it, and smiled with satisfaction - this time the carving was very successful.

"I decided to ask you to help me make runestones." As soon as I finished the work, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in my ears, so close to me. I heard my hands trembled and I was about to scold me, but what I saw at the sight made me frightened. Damn, what's this thing?

I saw that the strange old man was still sitting behind the workbench, but his head was next to my ear, passing through my shoulders, carefully looking at the "runny bone" in my hand. Between his head and body, a soft and long neck was connected. The snake-like neck was covered with silver-gray scales, and there was a little white below. The circles of lines looked like wrinkles and segmented joints. Behind the "neck", a row of white hair was scattered, connecting his hair upwards, and the back stretched to his back. On the front of the "neck", there were scars like ringworm, and there were still thick blood flowing in some places, so there was no need to ask. The foul odor was obviously emitted from these wounds.

Oh, I jumped a little, immediately pulled out the guy, and was about to prepare to use the knife.

Don't panic, I have no intention of hurting you." The "neck" slowly retracted and said buzzing on his head covered with beard.

"What kind of monster are you? You dare to lie to me. Let me be honest and honest, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." He threw the "Take Bones" into his backpack, Kong Wu stabbed a few times, pointed at the monster old man and asked, *, I dare to scare me. I am really impatient to live. I stretched my head over and play scare.

"Do I look like a monster?" The old man stretched out his hand... No, he looked at the rough paws and said in great frustration: "If I don't go back, I'm afraid I will almost stop myself."

Humph, do you think I will be fooled by you if I pretend to be pitiful? This trick is useless to me. I have always been soft and hard.

The monster old man didn't use this to make a request to me, but just said slowly: "Let me tell you the truth. Actually, I am also a member of the Dragon Clan, and I just had to become like this."

What, I heard it right, this guy actually said that he is a dragon clan. Haha, it's such a big joke. Seeing his ghostly look, he has long hair and beards, his face is haggard, and he is a little embarrassed, and his body is covered in stench. It doesn't matter if he has a powerful dragon. The Western dragon seems to have nothing to do with him. If he wants to say that he is an Eastern dragon, I won't believe it even if I kill him.
Chapter completed!