"Oh, congratulations," Chen Ziqi smiled and congratulated the jade pot, "So, I have to prepare a congratulatory gift."
"Stop laughing at me." Yuhu covered her face, as the youngest of this generation of disciples, she really never thought about being the sect master. Compared with the heads of other sects in Jianghu, her kung fu is simply not enough to see, and she still doesn't know how to go in the future.
"Don't you still have a few uncles?" Chen Ziqi remembered the three nuns who were chasing him to the bottom of the valley a few years ago. They were all the junior sisters of Wuyin Shitai, and their martial arts should not be weak.
"Master Uncle..." Yuhu sighed, "They were all killed by the Great Master."
Liaoji Shitai came out of the cave, and his temperament changed greatly. He cleaned the sect again. Back then, Yuhu was expelled from the sect. It was only the tip of the iceberg. When she returned to the sect, she knew how much the Suxin sect had withered. With the current strength of Su Xinzong, it is also a third-rate sect in the arena.
"The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Don't let the people of the rivers and lakes know about these things." Chen Ziqi urged. Jianghu is a place where the weak eat the strong. If you know that the strength of Su Xinzong has been greatly reduced, there will be many people who want to take advantage.
Yuhu nodded, took out a small cloth bag from his sleeve and put it on the table, "I found it in the warehouse yesterday. I heard that Guiyun Palace was looking for this, so I brought it."
Dan Yi took it over. Inside the fluffy cloth bag were three yellowed sheepskin scrolls. They were the first three chapters of Xiao Shao that Muyin Shitai had snatched from Jiuyin Mountain Villa, "What do you want?"
"This thing is not from the Suxin Sect, I don't want anything." Yuhu smiled and shook his head. The so-called ordinary people are innocent and guilty. Everyone in Dazhang knows that this thing is in the Suxin Sect. Knowing the current strength of the sect will definitely bring endless disasters.
Dan Yi put two fingers on the table and tapped lightly, "This seat will inform the world that things have entered Guiyun Palace."
Yuhu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, Palace Master."
Chen Ziqi winked at the jade pot, "Girl, have you thought about it, do you really want nothing?"
The original score of the three chapters can be changed to three Tianzi names, even if it is like Kong Mingzong, it is good to have an ancient god soldier. Knowing that Chen Ziqi was facing him, Yuhu covered his mouth and snickered: "Brother Chang, Guiyun Palace is yours now, how can you turn your elbows out?"
"..." Chen Ziqi raised his eyebrows and clapped one hand on the table, "Yes, it belongs to this king now, so I won't give it."
Yuhu laughed even more, and looked at Dan Yi and Chen Ziqi who were sitting side by side with envy. There is no guarantee in the Su Xinzong, and a piece of Tianzi wooden plaque is much more useful than three sheepskin scrolls.
Dan Yi agreed, and asked Lan Jiangxue to give the jade pot three red sandalwood plaques, each of which was engraved with the word "天" in gold.
It was a pleasant surprise to ask for one piece for three pieces. Yuhu was very happy and did not leave much, so she hurried away with her disciples. Zhao Surou just died and the new suzerain took the throne. There are still many things to do in the sect. In order to prevent someone from robbing Xiao Shao, Yuhu chose to keep the mourning secret, and hurried to hand over the hot potato to Guiyun. palace.
The eight sheepskins were gathered like this, and they were placed together with the picture that the Dan family had put together. These three pieces are really the head of the dragon and the phoenix, and now, the ninth chapter is missing.
"It is estimated that there will be no news of Chapter 9 for a while." Asking the maid to stitch the eight pieces of skin together again, Dan Su hung the whole sheepskin on the screen of Qingyun Hall, and said with a serious look.
Lan Jiangxue sat on the side of the screen and adjusted the strings.
"Why?" Dan Yi looked at the words on the sheepskin, except for the chapter name, the rest were Gongshangjiao Zhengyu, and he couldn't see the way out.
"Gee?" The little furball squatting on his father's shoulder, imitating his elder brother's words, called out for no apparent reason.
"I heard from your grandfather that when Zhao Hetian split the piano score, the last piece was snatched by Guiyun Palace." Dan Su tried to recall what he heard by chance. Since it fell into the hands of Guiyun Palace, it is unlikely to re-enter the arena, but Don't know where it is now.
"Zheng—" The strings of the piano were in tune, and the sound of Jiuxiao Huanpei's winding beam overflowed from the silk strings, which was very pleasant.
"Palace Master, do you want to listen now?" Lan Jiangxue raised his head and looked at Dan Yi.
"Play it." Dan Yi waved his hand, and since he couldn't see the name, he would listen to it.
Lan Jiangxue shoved the floating chime into Lan Shanyu's hands and asked him to ring the bell according to the score. The clanging sound of the lyre, coupled with the shrill bells, can barely express the demeanor of the "Xiao Shao" Daqu.