After hearing this sword discussion, Guo Bin was very interested and asked: "The Za family heard that the ancient swordsmith Xing Chenzi made four swords in his life, namely Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu. They were all shocking.

Is this artifact real?"

Jianlu nodded: "It's true!"

Guo Bin became more interested, pointing to the Xuanwu sword on the table and said: "I heard that this Xuanwu sword is the Xuanwu sword among the four great swords, but is it true? I also heard that you have seen this Xuanwu sword before.

?”

"Yes! I once appraised it for Boss Liu of Guxiangzhai. This sword is the last sword made by Xingchenzi. It is made from the mother of metal extracted from meteorites from outside the sky. It is indeed a treasure!

"

"Where are the other three swords now?"

Jianlu shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. The divine sword can choose its master by itself. It can't be forced. When the time comes, it will appear on its own. If the time doesn't come, you can be the god.

It cannot be found in this world."

"Cackle, cluck..."

Guo Bin had a smile on his face: "So, this Xuanwu sword belongs to the Za family?"

Jianlu did not answer, and looked a little sad, then pointed to the hilt of the sword and said: "Mr. Guo, you asked me to install an anti-theft device on this sword. I installed a hidden lock on the hilt, and there is a hidden lock inside the hilt.

The three blades are hidden in the three hidden grooves on the hilt. The hidden grooves are consistent with the lines on the hilt and cannot be seen at all. The hilt is filled with mercury. As long as the temperature of the hilt is high, the mercury will

It will expand and bounce up the three blades. If I hadn't jammed the secret button, when Manager Li swung the sword just now, the palm of his hand would have been separated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and pressed a button the size of a grain of millet on the guard of the Black Tortoise Sword, then picked up a pot of hot tea on the table and poured it on the hilt of the sword.

"Whoosh!"

Three sharp blades popped out of the groove on the sword hilt, about an inch high. It would be strange if you held it in your hand and could grasp it with both hands.

"sieve!"

After the hilt cooled, the three sharp blades retracted again, leaving the hilt flat and smooth with no traces.

"Not bad! Very good! Thank you for your hard work, Master Jianlu. You can go down first!"

Guo Bin waved his hand, and Jianlu and his son turned around and went out.

Watching the Jianlu father and son leave, Guo Bin picked up the tea cup and sipped it as if he was not drinking. His eyes were deep and he sat there in deep thought and silence.

Li Luan picked up the deer-chasing blade, put it on the white deer leather scabbard, caressed the soft sheath body, and couldn't put it down and said: "Such a powerful and domineering hidden weapon is rare to see in a hundred years. Xiao Wu has it, and the Zajia family

I feel much more at ease!”

Guo Xuanwu couldn't hold it in any longer, so he ran to Li Luan, snatched the Zhulu Blade from his hand, stuck it across his waist, and grabbed the scabbard of the Xuanwu Sword with the hilt facing up.

He put it diagonally on his shoulders, put his left foot on the ground, and stepped on the chair with his right foot. He had a look of abandonment on his face. He looked like a mountain king who was blocking the road.

"I have the divine sword in my hand, and I have it in the world!"

The sentence "I own the world" has completely reached Guo Bin's heart. He was so happy that he even smiled with his white eyebrows...

Leiyue City, in an unknown alley.

"The king is not the king, and the minister is not the minister. Chariots and horses ride against the moon pattern!" A seven or eight-year-old child recited loudly.

After reciting, a pair of small eyes stared greedily at a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat, whose face could not be seen clearly, squatting in the corner. The man's left hand held a beautiful shuttlecock filled with colorful feathers, and his right hand held a beautiful shuttlecock.

On top is a small package of mouth-watering, fragrant pastries, with a large sack beside it.

"Good boy! You memorized it very well! I'll give this to you. You can read it while kicking the shuttlecock from now on. Come back tomorrow and there will be more delicious cakes!"

The little guy agreed, trotted up to the man, quickly took the shuttlecock and pastry in his hand, and ate the pastry cleanly in two mouthfuls. He licked his lips and tongue while proudly looking back at the row of people. There were more than a dozen children waiting in line, deliberately swaying past them, as if he had won first place in a competition.

The children all cast envious looks, and each one drooled out. They kept pushing the one in front of them, feeling anxious in their hearts: "It's almost my turn, right?"

A quarter of an hour later, the man wearing a bamboo hat handed out a sack of shuttlecocks and cakes.

The children kicked each other's shuttlecock, singing the nursery rhyme loudly while playing, and dispersed in a hurry, waiting for the kind uncle to come again tomorrow.

When the man wearing a bamboo hat saw the children dispersed, he stood up, lightly dusted himself, and raised his head. It was Shen Dai!

I saw the helpless look on his face, and he laughed at himself: "Oh! I didn't expect that I, a spy, would come to this corner to deceive children, and I would do it for seven days in a row! I squatted so hard that my feet were numb! It's really I don’t understand what my lord’s intention is? This is too overkill…”

Shen Dai looked depressed. He beat his waist with his left hand, rubbed his neck with his right hand, stretched his waist, and slowly disappeared around the corner of the alley, dragging his slender back reflected in the sunset.

Within a few days, this nursery rhyme spread throughout the streets and alleys of Leiyue City, and even in more than a dozen surrounding counties. The common people were all confused and did not know what it was talking about. mean.

About a hundred miles east of Leiyue City, it is the seat of Jinshan County.

The county magistrate Nie Yuan left the county government office and got on the carriage. Two servants followed him each carrying a jar of wine, and arrived at the gate of a Liuheyuan in the north of the city, where his childhood friend lived, named Jiang Ming.

Jiang next year is nearly forty and has never married. He is a complete drunkard. He soaks in the wine vat every day, goes crazy all day long and talks nonsense. People think he is a trendy guy. No one knows that he is a master of physiognomy. Moreover, he has a high level of cultivation and is very effective in divination and fortune-telling. Only his disciple Nie Yuan knows this.

The door was ajar, and Nie Yuan didn't knock on the door. He walked forward and pushed the door open, followed closely by two servants carrying wine jars.

An old man came towards the yard. Nie Yuan quickly bowed and said respectfully: "Uncle Jiang, is Jiang Ming at home?"

"Alas! I have been friends with your family for a long time. I never expected that you have already become famous and successful, and have become a pillar of the imperial court, but I have raised a crazy and stupid drunkard. What a misfortune for your family! You may still be in the bedroom tomorrow, so you can go find it yourself!"

Nie Yuan brought his servants to Jiang Ming's room. The door was ajar, and he pushed it in. He saw Jiang Ming sleeping soundly. Nie Yuan smiled, shook his head, and sat down at the table. I got down and poured myself a cup of tea.

He waved to an attendant, who understood and placed the wine jar in his hand on the table. Nie Yuan smiled and opened the mud seal of the wine jar, and immediately a scent of wine filled the room.

The snoring stopped!

Jiang Ming was seen twitching his snub nose and making a "gurgling" sound in his throat. Then he turned over and sat up, with his eyes still closed, sniffing around like a dog.

"Good wine! It's Lei Yue River's special brew. Brother Nie must be here!"

Nie Yuan laughed loudly and said: "I think you are just a drunkard who was reincarnated! We were young, but I watched you grow up eating wine chaff! Why don't you come to see me these days?"

Jiang Ming got out of bed, excitedly picked up the wine jar, poured a bowl, poured it into his mouth, made a "snoring" sound, rinsed his mouth, and then swallowed.
Chapter completed!