I am a professional at killing time travelers

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Shen Yu wanted to say something, but suddenly the dog hole next to the ancient stone tablet trembled.

"Uncle Master! I left the materials here. Remember to make a magic weapon for my apprentice! And don't tell my apprentice that I've been here!" After Shen Yu finished speaking, his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

"Hahahaha! I'm invincible! Ten thousand tigers are making a pilgrimage! Ha!"

A huge tiger-head qi burst out from the dog hole, and at this time an extremely strong man walked straight towards Zheng Qiu.

"Xiao Qiu! Follow me from now on! Look at my muscular body!" Li Sihu said as he patted Zheng Qiu's shoulder.

Zheng Qiu's forehead was black, this guy expanded very quickly! If Shen Yu hadn't left, Zheng Qiu would have asked him to call Li Sihu his uncle: "Well! Very strong! This is for you to try!"

Zheng Qiu said this and threw the tiger-head boxing gloves in his hand to Li Sihu.

At this moment, Li Sihu's eyes lit up and he quickly picked it up and put it on his hand.

"Ha!" Li Sihu shouted and swung his fist forward. Wherever the fist passed, it was like a cultivated land, and a deep ditch more than ten feet long appeared.

"Xiao Qiu did a great job! Just one piece?" Li Sihu was stunned as he looked at the boxing gloves in his hand and couldn't let them go.

"Well, time is limited and I don't have enough materials. I'll make another one for you when I have time." Zheng Qiu ignored Li Sihu's address. It seemed as if he was closer to him this way. Calling him "Junior Master Uncle" all the time, he always felt like something was missing.

"Okay! Qiu, let's go back to the village! We have got to show off our skills! Then we can make our parents proud." Li Sihu made up his mind, but still asked Zheng Qiu for his opinion.

"Okay! Anyway, it's only a few hundred miles away, we can fly back!" Zheng Qiu picked up the parchment that Shen Yu gave to Li Sihu, "That's Anning City, let's go this way and we can get there in two or three hours."

Li Sihu nodded and flew up first.

Zheng Qiu didn't say anything and just followed quietly.

The two men were flying like this, and Li Sihu was wearing tiger-head boxing gloves.

"Sihu, have you ever thought about giving these gloves a name?"

Li Sihu had already sensed the extraordinaryness of the boxing gloves, but Ye did not consider this: "And what about naming it? Naming is the most annoying thing. How about calling it Erhu Boxing Gloves?"

Zheng Qiu was very upset: "Have you ever thought about your second brother's feelings before you gave him this name?"

"With his slapping face, how can he feel? Besides, I'm an immortal, how can he beat me?" It seems that Li Sihu did gain a lot of benefits in the ruins. He is so arrogant now that he even dares to call himself an immortal and challenge his second brother who has been beating him up since childhood.

"Well! Now that you've given him a name, he can be considered a legitimate yellow-level magic weapon."

Li Sihu's body trembled and he almost fell off his gloves: "What did you say? Yellow-level magic weapon? This isn't a magic weapon?"

Zheng Qiu smiled. As expected, Li Sihu didn't feel the power of the boxing gloves at all. "If we refine it for you, then we have to choose the best materials for you, right?"

Li Sihu suddenly paused, put the gloves in his hands, and rubbed them slowly: "You should have said it earlier! I thought it was a magic weapon. If it is a magic weapon, then I can't step on it again. And Erhu's name is not good! It is not worthy of it!"

What Zheng Qiu was standing on was a ball of fire, which was the real fire spewed out by the White Jade Spirit Cat. The two of them were chatting with each other like this, when suddenly a sense of pressure came over them, and with a bang, they were pressed to the ground.

"My two friends, this is a restricted area. Please change your route!" The voice was so vague that one couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Just as Li Sihu was about to explode, Zheng Qiu pulled him back and said respectfully, "Junior Baishamen disciple Zheng Qiu greets you. I have no intention of disturbing you. I just came back to the village to visit my relatives. Please forgive me."

"Oh? Are they people from the surrounding villages?" The voice was slow but it made Zheng Qiu's heart tremble.

"We two are from the village of Lulu! It's only fifty miles away from here!" Zheng Qiu forced himself to calm down and answered respectfully.

"Oh?" The voice was vague. Suddenly, the environment around Zheng Qiu and Li Sihu changed suddenly, and they had already arrived in front of the stone tablet at the entrance of the village.

We have arrived at the Kukui Village!

Zheng Qiu still felt the throbbing in his heart and could only clasp his hands and say, "Thank you for giving us a ride!"

The pressure slowly dissipated until the two of them walked into the village.

Li Sihu's expression changed from arrogant to cautious, which made Zheng Qiu happy: "Sihu, what's wrong with you?"

Li Sihu looked around the familiar environment and said, "At first I was thinking of fighting him! I didn't expect that! It seems that I have to keep a low profile."

Zheng Qiu smiled and wanted to say something, but then a few old men came up to Li Sihu and Zheng Qiu from under the big tree at the entrance of the village and said, "Aren't these Sihu and Xiaoqiu? Didn't you go and become immortals?"

Zheng Qiu looked at the old men in front of him and said, "It's Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Baochang was a respected elder in the village. When he heard Zheng Qiu calling him Mr. Zhang, he immediately became unhappy: "What! You can't speak after going out?"

Zheng Qiu smiled and said, "Not really. Sihu and I are now monks. If we call you elder, it will shorten your lifespan."

Zheng Qiu was not lying. As a cultivator, his fate is extremely strong. It is normal for a mortal to become his elder and lose his fortune and lifespan. Unless the other party is blessed with good luck, no mortal can survive this life!

Zhang Baochang was stunned. When he heard that his life span would be shortened, he quickly said, "That's not necessary! Just call me Lao Zhang. Oh, that's Lao Li over there. Sihu, call him Mr. Li!"

Zheng Qiu smiled, but he heard something else behind Zhang Baochang's words, because that Old Li was none other than Li Sihu's grandfather Li Chengping.

Si Hu was about to throw himself into Grandpa's arms, but when he heard Zheng Qiu talking about shortening his lifespan, he suddenly remembered this incident. Looking at his grandfather with a loving face, he was a little overwhelmed. Then he turned to look at Zheng Qiu: "Little Master Uncle, do you think if I call him Grandpa, will his lifespan be shortened?"

Zheng Qiu burst out laughing: "That's your blood relative! As long as you are a biological child, there shouldn't be any problem. And next time the Peak Master is giving a sermon, don't fall asleep."

Li Sihu rushed to Li Chengping's side, picked him up and started spinning around: "Grandpa, Grandpa! I miss you so much! Where's my dad!"

At this time, a big punch hit Li Sihu on the back of the head: "Put grandpa down quickly! Can this old bone withstand your harm?"

The person who came was none other than Li Erhu, Sihu's childhood nightmare.

Li Erhu was considered a strong man in the village, but compared to Li Sihu, he looked a little small: "You little brat! What are you looking at! Won't you get beaten when you grow up?"

Li Sihu was about to take action, but he felt a little timid in his heart. He didn't know where the timidity came from, maybe it was the blood suppression!