Being rejected made Master Zhong a little depressed. He suddenly remembered that the husband of Boss Chen was the prime minister of the dynasty. It was normal that he, an ordinary man in the world, could not meet him.
"Boss Chen, I mean, if your husband feels any discomfort, please stop using the Tongtian Sword immediately, okay?"
Xiaoman raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems that there is something wrong with this sword. Master Zhong, you'd better tell me the truth. After all, it concerns my husband. If I don't know the details, I might use some unkind means. Please forgive me."
"You also know that my husband is in a high position and has great power. He handles important matters in the court every day. If he does something wrong, it will bring disaster to the people. What do you think?"
It was because of this that Master Zhong spoke up to give a reminder. Who knew that Gang Leader Chen cared so much and could hear the problem directly. Now that he didn't let the person go, Master Zhong was really speechless.
No one spoke when looking at Boss Chen, but Siqi actually brought up a pot of hot tea. Her attitude was as if she was saying that if she didn't explain everything clearly today, she wouldn't be allowed to leave.
Xiaoman personally poured tea for Master Zhong: "Master Zhong, please think it through."
Master Zhong was confused at this moment. Could it be that this county lady suddenly came to the underworld because she got the Tongtian Sword by chance? Something had happened to the Prime Minister, so the Supervisory Committee was actually secondary, and the main purpose was to target them
When Master Zhong thought about the fact that this county lady was known as the Demon General, and that was many years ago, he wondered if her methods would be even more powerful now. Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.
Xiaoman glanced at him and knew that this person had lost his mind. If he spoke, would he scare him? Forget it, I'd better wait slowly. He should be able to speak. He took a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
Just after finishing his drink and putting down his teacup, Master Zhong spoke up: "Boss Chen, I actually lied just now."
When he said this, Master Zhong was obviously a little embarrassed. Xiaoman said "oh", turned her head and looked at him: "Actually, I really don't want to dig into the private affairs of your villa, but this concerns my husband, so I'm sorry."
Master Zhong nodded: "That's understandable. Actually, it's a bit embarrassing to say it, so I dare not say it. Well, didn't Master Chen ask just now if anyone is greedy for spiritual weapons? Actually, there are."
At this point, Master Zhong was obviously lost in reminiscence: "This matter was handed down from our ancestors, a secret of our manor. There was once a man who coveted a spiritual weapon, a demon whip.
The original owner of the whip was a man. After his death, his wife regarded the whip as a reminder of his legacy and didn’t want us to bury it, so she kept it with her. At first, our villa couldn’t bear it, so we agreed.
Who knew that the whip could affect people? Under the influence of the whip, the lady, who originally had no martial arts skills and was gentle, turned into a cruel and bloodthirsty madman who killed everyone she saw. From then on, we realized why spiritual weapons need to be buried.
Because it can only belong to one person, not a second person. A weapon that recognizes its master will not recognize a second master, and would rather bury itself than recognize a second master. So I am very worried, are you sure there is no problem, Prime Minister
Xiaoman suddenly realized that it was the spirit of the weapon that was causing trouble: "My husband is normal, he's fine. You can rest assured about that. I am just a little interested in you because the sword was made by Zhongshen, and you are also called Zhongshen."
The corner of Master Zhong's mouth twitched. This sentence really made people wonder how to say it. Now that he had said what he needed to say, he felt that he had done his best to remind people: "Then, Master Chen, can you help me ask how the person who got this sword got it?"
Xiaoman was also interested in the underground palace. "You said you buried all the weapons together? It sounds interesting. Did you lose the location or the method?"
Master Zhong sighed and said, "Neither. We in the sword-making art are different from the people who are responsible for burials. They are separate from us and do things independently. But more than a hundred years ago, they all died suddenly for some unknown reason."
All dead? Xiaoman looked at Master Zhong in surprise: "Was it man-made or an accident?"
Manor Master Zhong shook his head, "I don't know. Moreover, over the past 100 years, as those buried here died, the buried weapons also disappeared. After so many years, we still haven't figured out what happened, so the matter has been left unresolved. Moreover, since then, our manor has never forged any powerful weapons, and there is no need to bury them."
So that's how it is. Xiaoman nodded and looked at Master Zhong: "I see, since you can't fight with this sword, forget it. If you are interested in the Supervisory Committee, you can sign up. I think it's better for you to be interested."
After that, Xiaoman asked Siqi to send the person away. After Siqi sent the person away, Xiaoman began to think. He died more than a hundred years ago, but the last time I saw it, the most recent weapon was buried three hundred years ago. Where did the weapons that were more than two hundred years old go
Perhaps finding someone from the Wang family will reveal the answer. The Wang family is a business family, so how could they be related to people in the underworld
Siqi sent the people out, which instantly attracted the attention of others. Seeing the people from Yiyun Villa coming out, the others gathered around and looked at Master Zhong: "Master Zhong, I wonder what Gang Leader Chen said to you?"
Master Zhong naturally wouldn't say anything, he just explained: "Boss Chen wanted me to help her make a sword, but I don't have the ability to do it, I'm ashamed to say it."
So you want to hire someone to fight with swords. I've never heard that Boss Chen uses a sword? Looking at Master Zhong, "Master, you refused, but Boss Chen is not angry?"
Master Zhong smiled and shook his head: "Actually, Master Chen is quite easy to get along with. Which one have you signed up for now? Is it my turn?"
Come to think of it, it was really their turn. He and Xiaoman said that when they went, the registration was almost full. However, the Supervisory Committee was such a big event that someone from Yiyun Villa must participate.
As the saying goes, it's easier to get things done if you have someone in the court. This Supervisory Committee is used to supervise every martial artist. It is also a kind of protection for people in the martial arts world. As long as you don't kill innocent people or do evil, the court will not care.
Xiaoman passed the news she got to Gu Xiangning. Gu Xiangning said that the people from the island had already come over, and the one who came this time was called Gu Yong.
Gu Yong was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk. He looked at Gu Xiangning with a smile: "Little Ningzi, I didn't expect that you would call me."
Gu Xiangning's mouth twitched. Gu Yong's origins were mysterious, and even he didn't know how old he was. Maybe his uncle might know, but anyway, he must be the oldest.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that such an ordinary thing could involve you. Now that we are here, let's go down and take a look."
Gu Yong laughed: "You kid, you don't know how to respect the elderly. I'm so old, how can you just let me work directly when I come? You should at least treat me with good wine and good food, that's the way it should be."
"I'll go down after I've eaten and drunk. By the way, your sword looks great. Let me see it."
Before Gu Xiangning could react, the Tongtian Sword on his back was taken away by Gu Yong. Looking at the sword, he frowned, "It's a bit weird. How can I describe this thing? Something was taken away by someone."
Hearing this, Gu Xiangning immediately thought of what Xiaoman had done, but what would Xiaoman do? He looked at Gu Yong: "Is there any problem?"
Gu Yong shook his head: "No problem, you can use it now. Okay, go prepare the food first."
At this time, Wang Ya arrived and looked at Gu Yong: "Gourmet ghost, I'm ready, let's go, I'll treat you to a good meal."
Gu Yong looked at Wang Ya: "Oh, Xiao Yaya is here too. It's been a long time since I last saw you. Not bad, not bad. It's worth coming here this time. By the way, where's your wife?"
Wang Ya rolled his eyes speechlessly: "I don't have a wife, don't talk nonsense."
Gu Yong had a look of disbelief on his face: "Don't think I don't know. The girl next to the young lady was taken away by you last time, and you said you didn't have a wife. If you didn't like her, why did you take her away?"
Wang Ya was a little speechless: "That's because the Wan family needs her to take over. Forget it, I can't explain it to you. Eat quickly, and then go back to work. What do you think you are here for? You are so disrespectful at your age."
Gu Xiangning looked at the two of them. Wang Ya was always a calm and composed person. This was the first time he saw him being like this in front of Gu Yong.
It seems that he actually has human emotions, which is really rare. During the meal, Wan Xiangxiang also appeared and looked at the plate in front of her: "The Jinqian Gang's party has already passed, and I didn't even have time to join. It must be very lively."
Gu Xiangning glanced at Wan Xiangxiang and said, "No, it was very calm. Those martial artists were surprisingly obedient. They didn't cause any trouble at all. You didn't even think about it."
Wan Xiangxiang was a little surprised: "So that's how it is? Aren't they said to be very strong-willed? Suddenly someone appeared above them, and they just accepted it like that?"
Gu Xiangning's mouth twitched: "You have to believe in your sister Xiaoman's ability. It is impossible for the things you think to happen. Okay, you should eat quickly, and then continue to work."
Wan Xiangxiang has been digging in and out of the soil these days just to verify how big this underground palace is: "When will this kind of life end?"