Mr. An didn't even look at him, restrained his laughter, and asked back.
"what?"
The old man rolled his eyes at him and said angrily, "That new sword of the Son of Heaven. I heard in a trance that it seems to be called Diyuan Longtu. Since you are here so late, you must have had enough fun. You should let the old man take a look, right? "
"The Poison King is really old-fashioned. Recently, he has developed some great tonics." He also gave a thumbs up, as if he was extremely sincere.
Poison King's old eyes do not flower. That Diyuan Longtu was a big sword, and it was difficult to hide it even with a wide robe and sleeves. Mr. An is wearing thin clothes at the moment, obviously it will not be on him. It can only be understood that this 'colleague' who loves to deceive is hiding the sword somewhere, so that he cannot find it.
"Where's the sword? Where are you hiding?"
"Sword? Lost it."
"lost?"
Mr. An rested on the soft cushion, spread his hands, and could almost see his sneer from his voice.
It was impossible to judge the seriousness of the man from his voice or even his expression. Although this was a consensus when we got along, the old man was still very annoyed by his laughter. He knew that a lot of times this man was just playing tricks. But the long experience of getting along with each other made him faintly feel that this time the man was not joking.
"When are you kidding?"
Unable to hold back, the Poison King stretched out his hand and tore off his mask. Under the dark mask, there was a handsome face between twenty-seven or eight-thirty years old. It is no different from the appearance of 'A Ji'. The human skin mask he tore off on purpose was actually indistinguishable from his original appearance.
Only the poisonous king knows that this person's true face has been ambiguous, and no one knows whether this young man's face is him or not? The Poison King had seen him use more than twenty different identities, none of which was repeated. With the vicious eyes of the Poison King, he couldn't even see the flaws in each of his skin masks.
Not to mention the face, even the identity is like a fog. Even in front of the people in the organization that they regard as their masters, Mr. An is still the same, and has never shown the loyalty and obedience of being a 'subordinate'. What he has shown time and time again is his excellent ability and many 'results' that he could not have achieved.
The matter was of great importance, the Poison King couldn't hold his breath any longer, and said angrily.
"Where's that sword, where are you hiding? It's not like you hid it for a boring reason like taking the credit alone."
Taking another step forward, his body was full of energy, and he seemed to want to make a move when a cold front suddenly appeared on the side of the Poison King's neck. The Poison King suddenly fell back and was not injured by the blade.
The man who suddenly appeared was dressed in a night-wearing outfit, with a silver face with a dragon pattern on his face. The sword was so fast that even the Poison King couldn't see it.
Mr. Dark laughed.
"Gentian, how can you be rude to the seniors?"
"Yes." Gendan retreated a little, and hid to the side again. This retreat has restrained the murderous aura of the whole body, even if I saw it with my own eyes, I still feel that there is no one there.
Mr. An smiled and said, "Why is the Poison King so angry? I said that the sword was lost, but it was really lost. It's not a joke."
The Poison King listened to his tone with a hint of annoyance and helplessness, as if this was the case. It was at this point that I became anxious.
"It has been deployed for ten years, and all the credit is lost. You are still laughing. How did you lose it, hurry up and get it back."
"I haven't met someone who can fight. We compared a few times, and that person suddenly told me not to fight."
"He said no, so you really don't?"
"I haven't decided yet. But he took two steps and suddenly turned his head and slashed. I was caught off guard. After that, I kept dodging everywhere. Not coming."
Under the careful questioning of the Poison King, he was surprised and admired, and sighed.
"... Is there really someone who can fight you alone? Is this person human?"
"Yes or not, Gendan has played against him more often, you can ask him."
Mr. Dark sat up.
"I'm afraid there is something to say, it's easier to say it when I get it in front of the master."
With a slight smile, he said.
"Let's go, go back to Huangquan."
(End of Luo Jian chapter)
Volume 10 The Journey to the Ancient City Chapter 1 Beijing Anecdote
It was just a little light.
A few shimmers of light fell from the green steps on the eaves, like the shadow of a bird's feather flying across the sky and stopping here. The light at this time was pure and soft, and it was not enough to pass through the thin mist that made the entire capital seem like it was moistened by rain.
Early mornings in Beijing are always lively. Compared to the stillness of Shang Zi's hazy days, the rush of traffic and the vigor that shuffled shoulder to shoulder was not particularly rude and intense. It seems that after a night of rest and recuperation, it slowly grew out of this land, and released a fresh vitality.
Everything has a cause and effect.
Nanjing City has had no major issues recently. If you really count it, since Yuan Sheng's dynasty, the disturbed people have rarely been at peace. Originally, the emperor of Taiping was sitting in Mingtang. This year caught up with the good times of the year. During the daytime, even the sound of horses and horses carried the laziness of a few years later.
The residential buildings in Nanjing City are known for their elegance. There is a saying that it is a blue brick small tile horse head wall, and a bush cloister embroidered in a pavilion. Inside the blue tile and powder wall, it is not known what kind of scenery is hidden.
Take this house in Jinjiefang as an example. The appearance is unremarkable, but it is the official worship of the fourth rank, the mansion of the current minister Zuo Chengdai. The inner courtyard is stacked with floors, high ridges and eaves, pavilions and waterside pavilions. Last year, I wore an adult to take a concubine. There was a big banquet.
At this time, the three idle men were leaning against the wall and fighting for wine.
The capital calendar has a curfew, and those who commit the night will be fettered, and those who commit serious circumstances may be executed on the spot. When talking about the strict laws and regulations of the previous dynasty in the teahouse, all of them said that the foam was flying. When the police grabbed the kind-hearted residents, they often whipped them on the spot. Today is three hundred and sixty years old. Hearing the excitement, Chu looked down suddenly, and happened to meet Mr. Storyteller's big face plate, which was no more than thirty-six horizontally and vertically. In addition to being frightened, a handful of melon seeds were sprinkled in front of the stage.
Although the current dynasty did not want to impose severe torture laws, the curfew was far less severe than the previous dynasty.
But sitting on the side of the street drinking before dawn that day, if you want to be seen by the police, you will be caught and beaten.
The three of them all worked in Lord Dai's mansion. Last night, my hands and feet were slow and it was late at night, but there was nowhere to go. Only under the wall, fortunately, there is wine, which can drive away the cold. When they encountered the guard soldiers, they hid in the straw mat by the wall. When they were cold, they drank to keep out the cold, and stayed up all night. Before long, the door of Dai's house opened. The three were still talking.
Apart from the wine's ability to keep out the cold, the only thing that can make the sleepy mind sober a bit is all kinds of bizarre and bizarre stories. Especially the more bizarre, the more stimulating the mind, the three of them survived the night with this coup. I don't want to fall asleep when I'm done.
"Whoever says something, sees that it is about to dawn, but can't be planted here."
One of the idlers slapped his forehead and said in a low voice.
"I've thought about it. Have you heard of it? The case of Bei inlaid Baishi."
Another idle man winked his eyes and said in a strong accent: "What? What is that?"
When the storyteller saw that he didn't know, he grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and went on proudly.
To say that among the three hundred and sixty lines, jade can be regarded as a rather wonderful line.
When the streets are open, the stalls are set up against the sky, and pedestrians are unavoidable. It sells beautiful jade treasures, and it is a full-fledged artifact business. It is the jade merchant who did not shout, and closed his eyes slightly. There are buyers who are not arrogant, and you can enjoy them. Anyway, several times will not find a piece of high-quality goods. Only when I meet the right buyer, I don't know where to take out a piece for the guests to taste carefully. The sky is open to the price, and it is always one or two. After the transaction is completed, the precious jade is put away and waited for the door. The eyebrows are not raised, which gives people a sense of secret mystery. Especially puzzling.
What I want to say this time is not OK, just shop.
The jade wares in the capital are clearly laid out, there are not many in number, and it is easy to find them. In short, there are four cities in the southeast, northwest and northwest. And several times in the four cities, it is recognized that the jade is the first in the west of the city when it comes to the quality of jade and the quality of materials.
The storefront of 'Beixiang Baishi' located in Jian'an Square in the west of the city is small, and it may not be essential at first glance, but the golden signboard erected outside the door has experienced a longer time. The Bei family was a jade merchant from seven generations in the capital, and they were considered a wealthy family. If you talk about wealth, you can't even rank among the countless jewelry and jade merchants in Nanjing. Only the word 'Xingzun' can't be taken away by anyone. It's like their golden signboard that they were there before.
Beijing Jade Treasure Shop has always been a rising star, such as 'Bizhoucheng' and 'Qingshanxiu', which have had a good time for ten or twenty years, but they can not be regarded as time-honored brands.