Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Fortunately, he was not Linghu Chong, Wang Yuanba would definitely not doubt himself.

Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang went straight to Wang Yuanba with Lin Pingzhi's score.

"Father! We found the evil sword manual." Wang Zhongqiang shouted loudly.

Yue Buqun, who was drinking tea and chatting with Wang Yuanba, changed his expression.

Could it be that there is really a sword manual for exorcising evil in the Golden Knife Gate?

He looked towards Wang Yuanba.

But Wang Yuanba also looked suspicious.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang rushed in with the sheet music of The Swordsman.

Lin Pingzhi followed closely behind.

"Uncle, that's really a musical score."

Wang Yuanba got up and looked at Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang.

"what happened?"

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Pingzhi with a relaxed expression.

"Ping'er, you two uncles drank too much, don't mind."

Lin Pingzhi nodded helplessly. He looked at Wang Yuanba and said, "Grandpa, that's a music score. Uncle insisted on saying what kind of sword score it is."

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, doubts also appeared in Wang Yuanba's eyes.

"Bring it to me to see."

Wang Bofen resentfully handed the score to Wang Yuanba.

Wang Yuanba finished the music score, and he read it for a long time, but he didn't understand it.

"Whether this is a music score or a sword score, I don't understand." Wang Yuanba shook his head and said, "Come, Ping'er, I'll return the things to you."

While talking, Wang Yuanba glared at Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang and said, "You two are uncles, you drink too much and grab your nephew's things, and you can't tell the score from the music score or the sword score, what are you doing with your brains? !"

Seeing that Wang Yuanba really returned the score to him directly, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help being overjoyed.

A pro-grandson deserves to be a pro-grandson.

He hurried over to take the score.

After all, this is for that silly Ren Yingying.

But just as Lin Pingzhi was about to catch the Xiaoaojianghu sheet music, Yue Buqun spoke.

"Wait." Yue Buqun shouted.

Lin Pingzhi was stunned for a moment.

Lao Yue, what are you doing?

You have practiced real evil swordsmanship.

Are you not satisfied?

What's more, this is not a sword manual at all.

It seems that the music score!

When Wang Yuanba heard Yue Buqun's words, he also withdrew his hand.

"Oh? Brother Yue, what advice do you have?" Wang Yuanba asked.

Lin Pingzhi said hastily, "Master, that's a music score, not a sword score."

He didn't want too many people tossing and turning.

After all, this is a gift for silly white sweet Ren Yingying.

What should I do if it gets messy?

But seeing that Lin Pingzhi was so nervous, Yue Buqun thought it was a real sword manual for exorcising evil.

"Brother Wang, since ancient times, it is common for martial arts to be hidden in some other books." Yue Buqun said, "Can you give Yue a look?"

Wang Yuanba handed it directly to Yue Buqun and said, "It's just a sheet music, so why not take a look."

He took what Lin Pingzhi said seriously.

So there is no doubt at all.

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Yue Buqun took the score.

Look carefully there.

But among them, he couldn't find any trace of the evil sword manual.

And he still can't read it.

Seeing that Yue Buqun had already watched it, Lin Pingzhi was not nervous anymore.

Anyway, I've seen it all, so let's watch it for a while.