"Zhang Yongzhao, you dare!" Obviously, he didn't expect that Zhang Qian would not give the ancestor so much. The middle-aged Taoist priest was so angry that his face turned blue and his questioning words blurted out.

Zhang Qian didn't take him, but just jumped into the carriage and urged Zhang Gui to drive home quickly. It seemed that he would be blackmailed hundreds of dollars if he looked at this person more.

"Zhang Yongzhao, do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?" The middle-aged Taoist priest Luo Huaizu was anxious and chased after him for a few steps, and grabbed the door of the carriage. "When I saw Ju Ziling, I refused to recognize each other!"

The door of the carriage could not bear the strength of his arms and was pulled open. A long bronze tube with a thickness of an inch and a half, more than four feet long, was immediately poked out from the carriage and aimed at his chest.

Zhang Qian, who was holding the wooden handle at the back of the copper tube, still didn't say anything, but just looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest quietly, his eyes were cold and hard, without any room for negotiation.

"You..." The middle-aged Taoist Luo Huai Group did not recognize the Qimen weapon of the bronze tube, but instinctively felt the danger. In an instant, the hair stood up and decisively released his fingers holding the car door.

"Bang!" Zhang Qian put down the bronze tube, raised his hand and closed the car door. From beginning to end, he did not say a word of nonsense to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

It’s not that Li Gui felt guilty when he saw Li Kui, but that the other party was not worth his waste of talk since the moment he showed his intention.

Not to mention that he, Senior Brother Qin Mo, is a fake, even if he is a real person, as a person who received at least five fraudulent calls every day in the 21st century, he would never see a scale and believe that everything others say is true.

What's more, when the middle-aged Taoist priest took out the scale, he looked arrogant! Although Zhang Qian's life is not perfect now, he is also leisurely. Why do you have to find a father for yourself if you have nothing to do?

"Master Zhang, Master Zhang, I am not a liar, I am really a contemporary ruler!" While sneering and shaking my head, the middle-aged Taoist priest moved his legs and chased him up, and explained breathlessly. Both his attitude and his words were much lower-key than before.

In view of his previous helping him to repel Wang Maozhong, Zhang Qian did not face him with a copper tube. However, he still did not want to take him, as if there were crickets outside.

The disciples of Qin Mo were simply fabricated by Zhang Qian that day. In fact, he didn't even know how long the Mo family had existed and how many generations had passed on after they entered Qin.

Even if he made up the mistake by mistake, Qin Mo did pass on his inheritance. From the demise of the Qin Dynasty to the three years of the Shenlong of the Tang Dynasty, there were 914 years between them. Even the relatives of the same ancestor nine hundred years ago could not be considered a family. How could a Mozhe, a ancestor nine hundred years ago, be considered a fellow disciple?!

"Nephemer Zhang, Nephemer Zhang, this is a Ruzi Order, it must be true. You can use it for inspection." There are many pits on the dirt road, and the carriage cannot go too fast. The Taoist priest had good physical strength, but he was never dropped. While chasing, he pulled out the scale rod and held it over his head with both hands.

Zhang Qian felt curious and quickly glanced at Ju Zi Ling through the glass embedded in the center of the pane. He suddenly burst into laughter.

Not only does it look like a scale rod, the so-called ruler is originally a scale rod. It also specially wears a measurement scale and three rows of Venus that symbolize fair trading.

"Although it is bent, it will not break!" Although Zhang Qian's laughter could not be heard through the car door. The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes could see his smile through the glass embedded in the center of the pane. He immediately turned red and couldn't wait to explain. "This thing is made of black iron from the sky, extremely flexible, and is definitely not something that ordinary people can imitate. Since you have entered the world for Senior Brother Qin Mo, you must have heard of the magic of Juziling in the master's sect!"

‘Xuan Tie?’ Zhang Qian heard it and felt itchy. His eyes fell on the scale rod through the glass embedded in the center of the pane.

Xuan Tie is very famous in martial arts novels. Although martial arts novels have receded in the 21st century, the series of works by Mr. Jin Yong have been shot again and again.

Therefore, Zhang Qian has long been familiar with the super heat-insulated dragon-slaying sword that is sharp as laser sword, which can be stretched like noodles but never broken.

But even the vendors who are good at making fakes in the 21st century are not able to invent metals with the characteristics of "black iron". Not to mention the appearance of swords and sell them online.

Therefore, when Zhang Qian heard that Juziling was made of Xuan Iron, he couldn't help but feel curious. However, after taking a closer look, he laughed again.

Bastard black iron! Not only was it bent by Wang Maozhong's gourd hammer. The center of the scale rod and the position where the golden hammer collided with the gold hammer, many pits were also smashed. It is obvious that this so-called black iron is just a metal rod with relatively better flexibility, or some kind of alloy rod that was accidentally smelted, and has nothing to do with the word "Xuan"!

"After the roasting, use a hammer to knock it." The middle-aged Taoist priest blushed again by his smile, and he emphasized loudly in a hoarse voice, "Ordinary iron or copper sticks have been broken long ago. The master's sect's rule has never been broken. It has been passed down from the ancestors to the present."

'That's because you never smashed it repeatedly with a sledgehammer!' Zhang Qian muttered in his stomach and simply closed his eyes.

If you just seek flexibility, aluminum, copper alloys, and even some low carbon steels can reach a staggering level in the 21st century. The black iron in the hands of middle-aged Taoist priests has no mystery compared to the above-mentioned metal products.

However, after thinking about it, the era Mozi was in was still at the end of the Bronze Age, and the iron weapon had just been born a few days ago. Zhang Qian had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart.

The so-called black iron is probably an iron meteorite that fell from the sky. Because of its high purity and low carbon content, its flexibility is quite considerable. In the era when Mozi was in, charcoal was used to smelter metals, and the furnace temperature was difficult to rise too high. Therefore, by accident, iron meteorites were refined into some kind of low carbon steel by craftsmen. Of course, flexibility is far beyond the ability of ordinary iron swords, and its hardness is far greater than that of bronze!

"Mr. nephew, nephew, stop the carriage. Listen to me! I have no malice to look for you. If you don't believe me, you can take Juziling first and check it yourself!" Outside the car window, the voice of the middle-aged Taoist priest continued to come, his tone and posture lowered.

Zhang Qian was too lazy to open his eyes, and he also took a deaf look at the middle-aged Taoist priest's words.

It’s not that he is arrogant, but that he has just read this thing in online novels. In the real world, no matter what this thing looks like, I have never heard of it.

The middle-aged Taoist priest asked him to check the authenticity of Juziling. Didn’t he use a fake banknote tester to check Bitcoin? How could he verify who is true or who is false?

What's more, even if the Juzi Ling is real, he doesn't want to have anything to do with the middle-aged Taoist priest.

First of all, he lives well and doesn’t need a master to ride on his head to give orders. Secondly, the origin and purpose of the middle-aged Taoist priest are not clear, and Zhang Qian doesn’t want to cause trouble for himself!

"Mr. nephew, nephew, don't you not know Ju Ziling, right?"

"Mr. Nephew, do you Qin Mo, don't even recognize the ancestor?"

"Mr. Nephew, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, my uncle, but Juziling is a symbol of our Mo family..."

"Mr. Nephew, I'm here to find you today. I really have no malice and I didn't think it's hard for you. Our Mohist family is declining now. Someone needs to take over the Ruzi Order and revive the lintel..." (It's not easy to open a new book, please collect it)

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The middle-aged Taoist priest's words become softer and weaker the more they say, the more they lack confidence.

Zhang Qian was so annoyed that he suddenly felt a little regretful. Why didn’t he use the special funds allocated by the court to hire seven or eight followers and guards to serve him personally?

Although when you encounter danger, your personal guards will definitely not work. However, when traveling on weekdays, these people can at least help themselves avoid a lot of harassment. Especially when you encounter a middle-aged Taoist priest who insists on begging for nothing, you can also hold it down and throw it on the side of the road, so as not to entangle like a fly.

Just when he was so upset, there was a sudden burst of horse hooves behind the carriage. Immediately afterwards, Wang Maozhong's ridicule quickly came into everyone's ears with the sound of horse hooves, "Cow's nose, are you cheap? People don't want to recognize you as a fellow student, but you are not begging for nothing to stick it up?"

"You!" The middle-aged Taoist priest was so tired that he was panting and had no strength to fight again. He could only turn around and glar at Wang Maozhong.

Wang Maozhong turned a blind eye to the Taoist priest's anger. He continued to chase after a few steps and walked side by side with the carriage. "Shaojian Zhang, do you use my help to drive away this Taoist priest with unknown origin? As long as you nod, Wang is willing to do it for you!"
Chapter completed!