I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 86

the next day.

When Ye Qing came to the mushroom house, he saw a few people sitting at the door with sleepy looks on their faces.

I remember that it dispersed after eating last night.

It's not too late, why are these people sitting there drowsy?
"How do you train in your mental state?"

"You don't know, old man, Mr. Qiao's snoring is really loud, just like that tractor all night."

Peng Peng sat on the chair at the door with his shoulders slumped and said.

They were chatting on the front foot last night, and Mr. Qiao started the tractor journey on the back foot.

In the end, it was hard for Teacher Qiao to wake him up and let them sleep first before him, but he was awakened by a sudden snoring while he was in a daze.

Especially when he was sleeping next to Teacher Qiao, the snoring sound was even more deafening.

He tossed and turned for a long time but couldn't fall asleep, so he had to move to the living room to sleep.

Who would have guessed that Mr. Qiao's snoring really resounded through the mushroom house after he moved out, round after round.

He had to lie down and play with his phone.

In today's state, how can he exercise and work?

"Yeah, the snoring sound was so loud last night, I thought it was thunder, and I went to bed very late."

Zhang Zifeng also complained with a drowsy expression.

I thought it would be less harmful if they were separated by a living room.

But they all underestimated Teacher Qiao.

It was the loudest snoring that could penetrate the walls among the guests she had heard in several episodes.

so horrible.

"call……"

While speaking, a loud snoring sounded in the room again.

Everyone present except Qiao Shan sighed deeply, with helplessness and strong sleepiness in their eyes.

Ye Qing was startled when he heard such a loud snoring.

Good guy, I didn't expect this fat boy to snore so loudly.

Seeing how sleepy the few people were, he shook his head.

Let these children go to sleep first.

"I have a room there, you go to my place with the quilt in your arms."

"Are we not exercising?"

Although Zhang Yixing was sleepy, he still insisted on keeping his eyes open.

Didn't we agree to exercise together in the morning?

He used to stay up late to practice dancing, but he can still keep exercising.

"Just all of you sleepy eyes can't open, no matter what you practice, go to sleep first."

"Master, I love you so much."

As soon as He Jiong heard that there was a place to sleep, he no longer had to endure the snoring, so he immediately showed his love to the old man.

He was an elderly man, and he was a light sleeper, but in the end he was tortured by Qiao Shan.

Now the old man is like a savior, giving him a place to sleep, he loves the old man so much.

"Love what love, I'm not ashamed."

Ye Qing glanced at He Jiong with disgust, and urged:

"Go and carry your quilts and set off."

This little Hedu is in his forties, and he only talks about whether he likes it or not.

Whoever talks about love is really not ashamed at all.

Everyone heard the words and got up quickly, took out their quilts and lined up to enter Ye Qing's house.

"There are several rooms in the house. You can choose them yourself. The old man has gone to the study."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he went up to the second floor.

Seeing the old man go upstairs, several people can't wait to get into the room.

"I go!!!"

Peng Peng and Yixing, who were the first to find the room, exclaimed as soon as they opened the room.

This is so amazing.

I saw swords and swords on the walls of the room and on the shelves.

This is the sleeping room?
"I was so sleepy just now, what are you doing bluffing at the door of the room?"

Huang Lei hugged the quilt and walked towards the two of them.

Since the old man finished talking and asked them to choose a room, it was these two who moved the fastest.

But now the room has been selected, but they are stuck at the door and don't know how to go in. What did they see?

But when he saw the decorations in the room, he was dumbfounded.

Good guy.

This is the old man's weapon room, right? !

Otherwise, why are there so many swords.

The weirdness of the three aroused the interest of several others.

Although they are sleepy, it is still okay to gossip out of curiosity before going to bed.

"This……"

Several people hugged the quilt and looked at the furnishings in the room, and immediately didn't know what to say.

These swords look like historical items.

"Old Huang, that sword looks familiar."

After He Jiong scanned all the swords, he stopped his gaze on a bronze sword.

He seemed to have seen that sword in a museum.

"I also think it looks familiar, go and have a look."

Huang Lei's eyes were also fixed on the bronze sword, and he walked into the room.

After they put the quilt on the bed, they went straight to it.

"It seems to be that handle."

After Huang Lei looked at it for a while, he swallowed and said to He Jiong.

Because the inscription in the book of birds and insects is engraved on the body of the sword, "The king of Yue is shallow, and he has used it since the beginning."

This sword is exactly the same as the sword they saw in the museum.

"What kind of sword is this?"

When the few people around heard the conversation between Mr. Huang and Mr. He, they were at a loss.

What is this sword?

Why did the two of them have such surprised expressions?

"The origin of this sword can be traced back to the late Spring and Autumn Period."

"Late Spring and Autumn Period? Could this be the sword of Yue King Goujian?"

When Liu Xiaoyi heard He Jiong's words, Deng's eyes widened immediately, and he said incredulously.

Of the swords of this period, only the sword of Yue Wang Goujian is the most famous.

And it is also exhibited in the museum.

"Looking at the inscription on it, I think it's his, there's nothing wrong with it."

As Huang Lei spoke, he popularized science to a few people by relying on his memory:

"The Goujian Sword of the King of Yue, made of bronze, is nearly 56 centimeters high and nearly five centimeters wide. Judging from its appearance, it is almost the same as the one in the museum."

If it weren't for the inscription on the sword body, he wouldn't have believed that it would be the Yue King Goujian sword.

He doesn't doubt that the old man's sword is a fake, so the only possibility is that the real sword got into the old man's hands for some reason.

"Then the sword is with the old man, the sword in the museum?"

Liu Xiaoyi frowned slightly, puzzled and worried.

The Yue King Goujian Sword is a historical relic and can be called a national treasure.

It is a violation of the law for the old man to keep the Yue Wang Goujian sword in his home and not hand it in.

And whether the sword here is real or not, the matter is not a big deal.

"You have to ask the old man to find out the origin of this sword."

Huang Lei's eyes were also slightly worried.

Fortunately, the old man didn't install a camera in his house, otherwise, if these things were posted on the Internet, what kind of turmoil might be caused.

"Let's ask the old man in private."

Huang Lei's words made several people nod repeatedly.

They know the impact of this matter, so wait for them to inquire clearly before exposing it.

"I'm afraid the swords here are not ordinary."

He Jiong glanced at the other swords in the room, pursed his lips and said.

Most of the tone in this sentence is worry, not wonder.

The only thing he can recognize is the Yue King Goujian Sword that he has seen in the museum, and he can't even pronounce the names of the others.

There are probably lost weapons among these weapons.

(End of this chapter)