peach luck evil king

Chapter 134
Hearing this, Song Qingdan immediately glared at each other.Two old men who add up to nearly 160 years old actually started bickering like children.

Song Qingdan, "So what? At least I can get your granddaughter..."

Xie Zhuangzhu, "So what? That's because my granddaughter is very attractive..."

Song Qingdan, "I'm celebrating my birthday today, are you deliberately finding fault?"

Xie Wangzhu, "Aren't you just one year older than me, don't rely on the old to sell the old..."

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Zhao Shaolong couldn't help but be tongue-tied, he was dumbfounded, but he didn't dare to intervene.

"There are still juniors here, are you two old men finished?" Grandma Su said softly, and the two old men finally stopped talking.

After a little embarrassment, the birthday banquet was in full swing, and the two old men acted as if nothing had happened, and they gave in to each other, making Zhao Shaolong's eyes straighten.These two old men and children have changed, and when they make such a fuss, they are forgotten in a blink of an eye.

There were not many guests at the birthday banquet, and it was basically a family banquet, but apart from relatives, it seemed that everyone who came was not easy.Mr. Song's son is called Song Tienan, and he looks as stern and selfless as his father.Master did not introduce Song Tienan's position, and it was inconvenient for Zhao Shaolong to ask.

Song Tienan came to a table of guests, presumably official iron-blooded allies, all of them seemed to be of high authority.The people at this table drink and talk well, but it can be seen that they respect Mr. Song from the bottom of their hearts. There are people in their forties and fifties, and the glasses of wine toasted to Mr. Song are all big and full, and the congratulatory gifts are even more valuable.

Zhao Shaolong reckoned that there were eight people at a table, and the gifts they gave were worth more than 500 million.He and Mai Meng were handling the gifts when they received the gifts. Those antique calligraphy and paintings, Hetian white jade, Changhua chicken blood stone, and Burmese Laokeng jadeite, were all genuine.Not to mention the genuine ones, they all taste high-end, full of elegance... Zhao Shaolong secretly glanced at the gold-encrusted rich money box containing iron swords in the pile of gifts, and he felt that it was too vulgar.

While eating was lively at the table, another late guest came outside.Zhao Shaolong looked at Master with a bit of surprise, obviously this guest came uninvited.

When the visitor walked in front of him, Zhao Shaolong also became surprised that this person was actually the old man who bid for the iron sword with Lao Tian at the last auction.The old man walked very slowly, as if his legs and feet were inconvenient, Song Qingdan frowned slightly when he saw the person coming.

How could Song Qingdan's temper and Zhao Shaolong not be clear, I believe that if it wasn't for today's occasion, the master would have stood up and blasted people out.

"Cao Er, I don't seem to have invited you today." Song Qingdan finally spoke, but these words were not much better than standing up and shouting at people.

On the contrary, Xie Wangzhu couldn't stand Song Qingdan's smelly and tough temper, and said enthusiastically, "Cao Er has a heart, and it's just the right time to come, sit down and drink."

The old man who was called Cao Er by the two smiled and handed out the scroll in his hand and said, "Mr. Song, I had a chance to buy the iron sword used by King Yi as a congratulatory gift. But I met a fool and I didn't get it. Although this modern scroll is a modern calligraphy, it is indeed a masterpiece, and I will present it to the old man to celebrate his birthday."

Under the instruction of the old man, Mai Meng opened the scroll, and a calligraphy work with a pen and a snake was displayed in front of everyone.People at the other table heard the old man's praise of the calligraphy, and they all came over to watch it carefully.

This scroll is beautifully framed and Fuhua, and it is not too big. There are only four lines of poems written on it.

The crystal curtain is moving, and the fragrance is flowing, and Wen Jun caresses the phoenix in the spring pavilion.

The first taste of green wine is not drunk, the night by the green bamboo lake is slightly cool.

A group of people were amazed after looking at this painting for a long time. They all praised it as a peerless work, and their praises were endless.

Zhao Shaolong blushed secretly, wasn't this writing written to Cao Buchan in Jingzhu Shenyuan by himself after drinking too much?At that time, Xiao Chonger, who was in charge of hearing ink, first appeared, and left this text that stunned Cao Buchan.Unexpectedly, it was brought by the old man as a congratulatory gift to Master.

Later, Cao Buchan said that he gave this painting to his father. After thinking about it, Zhao Shaolong was basically sure that the old man named Cao Er in front of him must be Cao Buchan's father.If you take a closer look, you can see Cao Buchan's shadow on his face. No wonder he felt familiar when he saw it for the first time.

"The calligraphy is not bad. I'm interested. Put away the wheat, everyone, sit down and drink." Song Qingdan ended the impromptu calligraphy appreciation meeting with one sentence, and everyone began to drink again.

During the dinner, it was learned from Cao Buchan's father that it was Song Qingdan who cured Cao Er's leg and made him stand up again from the wheelchair he had been lingering for many years.This kindness must be said to be insignificant, it completely gave Lao Cao a second life, no wonder he bought the iron sword with tens of millions to thank Song Qingdan.

Song Qingdan was also very interested when he heard Lao Cao mention Yiwang Tiejian again during the banquet, and asked which unsightly turtle son Qu Tiejian had bought it.

Zhao Shaolong smiled sarcastically and said, "Master, actually my friend took a photo of that iron sword. I heard you like it all the time, so I brought it here."

"Then what are you waiting for? Take it out and show it to me." Song Qingdan glared at Zhao Shaolong fiercely, "You bastard friend, buying such a thing for 5000 million is too much money."

Zhao Shaolong said with a bitter face, "Yeah, that guy is a bit of a prodigal, but the auction is charitable, and it's all donated to the disaster area."

After speaking, he stood up and took the big box wrapped in thick gold, ready to take out the iron sword.I didn't expect the big pure gold lock to lock the wooden box tightly, and it couldn't even be pulled open by force.Zhao Shaolong secretly scolded the damn Zhao Dier for being so careless that he even forgot to give him the key.

Zhao Shaolong was at a loss for what to do with the box, Xie Wangzhu shouted, "Shaolong, put the box on the table, get out of the way."

Hearing Xie Wangzhu call Shaolong, Zhao Shaolong secretly felt relieved, it seems that Xie Wangzhu still admitted himself in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't shout so affectionately.Immediately put away the box and stand aside.

Xie Wangzhu stood up and walked around to the side of the box, stretched out his index finger and stroked the golden lock lightly, with a sound of "swipe...", the huge golden lock was divided into two sections.The incision was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut open by some magic weapon.

Everyone at the table opened their mouths wide open, secretly marveling at seeing the God-Man.But Xie Wangzhu stared at Grandma Su with a pretentious smile, completely ignoring everyone's feelings.

Halo, this finger skill is much better than Kato Taka!
Zhao Shaolong cursed in his heart, shit!Sure enough, as long as there is a father, there will be a grandson, and Xie Wanqiu's pretentious style of affection is passed down from Xie Wangzhu.But this kind of kung fu requires a deep and pure inner strength.Dragons and crouching tigers are hidden in the ancient Chinese martial arts world. Thinking about myself as the captain of the Yanhuang Dragon Guard, I really have a false name and make me laugh.

Song Qingdan sneered, and said leisurely, "I have practiced finger swords, not bad, and I don't need to buy fruit knives to peel apples in the future."

Grandma Su pursed her lips and snickered lightly, unexpectedly revealing the shyness of a young girl.Presumably these three old men have been entangled in love and hate for more than 50 years, and Grandma Su must have seen these two old men fighting for their own reputation and jealousy.

Song Qingdan opened the iron box, and the iron sword, which looked like a butcher's knife, was lying honestly on the purple satin velvet, its appearance extremely unattractive.

Song Qingdan took the sword in his hand, looked left and right, touched and flicked it, and finally asked Mai Meng to bring a magnifying glass.

Dare to wear the dying years of the valley!

Song Qingdan read these six words for more than ten minutes, finally nodded, and said solemnly, "Yes, this iron sword is the saber of King Yi, and these six words must have come from the hand of King Yi." Looking at the iron sword, it seemed as if Shi Dakai had seen the heroic demeanor of Shi Dakai holding the sword in his hand and angrily beating the enemy.

No matter what Zhao Shaolong said, he also stayed in the antique shop for a long time, and he knew a little about antique appraisal through his ears and eyes.This kind of thing is either recorded in classics, or handed down for comparison with real artifacts, or it has been collected and passed down in an orderly manner by celebrities, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to be sure that it is Shi Dakai's saber.

On what grounds did Master affirm that this pig-killing knife was the Yiwang Saber?
Mai Meng suddenly pointed to the writing on the iron sword and whispered to Zhao Shaolong, "Junior brother, look at the writing on it, is it exactly the same as the writing on our Gandang Valley stele?"

Zhao Shaolong's eyes widened, but he didn't see anything.Because he really doesn't remember the handwriting on the Gandang Valley Stele.Who has nothing to memorize those things, and only Mai Meng, who stays in the valley every day and has no other entertainment, stares at the stone tablet all day long.

The location of Gandang Valley is extremely hidden, the treasure at the bottom of Tianwangtan Cave leads directly to Gandang Valley, and the countless ancient military supplies left by the winged kings in the cave can all prove that Gandang Valley is indeed the place where Shi Dakai lived in seclusion.Since Master and Mai Meng both believed that the inscription on the iron sword was the same as the handwriting on the Gandang Stone, then this knife must have been used by Yi Wang Shi Dakai.

"Hehe, good, Shaolong is a good gift, and I have another collection." Song Qingdan lightly stroked the handwriting on the iron sword, his face overjoyed.

"As long as Master likes it, let's eat." Zhao Shaolong said with a smile.

The next thing is to push the cups and change the cups, and drink a lot.Not only did Song Qingdan and Xie Wangzhu drink well, but Grandma Su would never refuse a drink.Zhao Shaolong counted that Grandma Su was still not a little drunk after drinking three bottles of liquor, thinking that this Grandma Su might not be easy.Most of them are also hidden masters in the ancient martial arts world.Which ordinary grandma would dare to drink like this, she would have gone to the crematorium to set it up and eat incense candles.

Mai Meng was not worried about what would happen to his grandma at all, which further confirmed Zhao Shaolong's conjecture.Zhao Shaolong secretly thought that if these three entered the Yanhuang Dragon Guard, then the Yanhuang Dragon Guard would be worthy of its name and be able to shoulder its due authority and function.

It's a pity that these three all have their own pursuits in life. They are either looking after their lives, or they are so bad-tempered that they are dying. How could they join such a thankless authority.Xie Wangzhu has his own ancient martial arts family, coupled with Xie Wanqiu's arrogant and domineering way of doing things, their family is basically the target of Yanhuang Dragon Guard, and it is even more impossible to join.

The birthday banquet lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon before the host and guests enjoyed themselves.Everyone smiled and said goodbye to Song Qingdan, and once again wished the old man good luck as Donghai and longevity than Nanshan, and that he would not die when he lived to be two hundred years old.

When relatives and friends were about to leave, Song Qingdan stared at Zhao Shaolong and said, "Shaolong, come with me."

Zhao Shaolong followed Song Qingdan to a large study room deep in the courtyard. Song Qingdan closed the door, sat down and said slowly, "Tell me about the situation at Long Yaotian's side, and see if I can help you. You You are still young, don't be reckless, the Chinese ancient martial arts world is not that simple. If you follow Long Yaotian's words, you might disappear for no reason one day, and I can't even find your body."

Not that great, is it?Zhao Shaolong suddenly had doubts in his heart, could something be wrong?Otherwise, it would be impossible for Master to say such unlucky words!
(End of this chapter)