Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

Following Mr. Qi to a seven-story ancient pagoda, Meng Dong said curiously, "Master can play. I don't think this tower is simple."

Mr. Qi stroked his beard and smiled, "It's hundreds of years old, and the treasure is inside, but if you want to go in, you still have to test it."

Meng Dong turned his head, and said with a smirk: "It's not like there are a lot of exercises hidden in it, you won't come out with an eighteen bronze figure?"

Master Qi took a step back, his younger brother stood up and stretched out his hand towards Meng Dong.

Meng Dong frowned, and said with a smile: "Xinyi Liuhe Quan! I don't know how different it is from Xingyi Quan."

As he said, he trotted over and punched him down.

The second master dodged to the side, then slapped Meng Dong on the chest and flew over.

Meng Dong, who fell to the ground, stood up quickly, and hit him again. After a few moves, he was opened again, and the second master's strikes became heavier every time. Every time, he wondered how Meng Dong could still stand up.

After falling more than ten times, Meng Dong stood up and patted the dust off his body, and complained, "No wonder the old man is so confident. It turns out that there is such a master in the family. It would be too much to bully me because of my high level."

The second master also patted the place on his body that Meng Dong touched, no harm was done, but it was covered with dust.

For the first time, he said: "You are not bad, although your boxing skills are so-so and your looks are so-so, but you are resistant to beating. It is a bit difficult to kill you."

Meng Dong said unhappily: "It's easy to attract girls if I dress up, so my wife tells me to keep a low profile."

It is too much to say that my boxing skills are average, but to say that I am average-looking is too much.

Both of them stopped talking, and walked straight towards the inside of the tower, passing through several layers of security before they were able to enter.

In the hall, there are several pieces, including jadeite rough stones, various jade rough stones, and various precious wood raw materials, with several carvings in the middle.

Old Qi smiled and said: "The first floor is full of things with no historical value, let's go up."

On the second floor, in the glass cabinets, there are some pots and jars, some of which are extremely simple.

Meng Dong turned on the Qi Watching Technique and cast a glance, but he was not interested anymore. Just as Mr. Qi was about to introduce him, Meng Dong pushed him to the third floor.

Here are some bronze wares. Meng Dong saw that many bronze wares exuded a strong aura, especially on a piece of armor that was mostly decayed.

But that's it, this is only the third floor.

He didn't push any more, and walked up by himself.

The fourth floor is full of teeth of various animals here, Meng Dong didn't even look at it, just walked away, these things are taboo.

On the fifth floor are some ancient jade and gold accessories. Meng Dong picked up a blood-soaked white jade, without any introduction, turned around and asked, "Old man, what is this?"

Old Master Qi took out a handkerchief, took it from Meng Dong, wiped it and put it back carefully, and introduced: "This is a Hetian white jade sword grid, from the Western Han Dynasty, and the carving on it is a chilong. Only princes can wear it."

"Liu Bang has so many heirs, and Liu Bei can be dragged after King Jing. Princes are really worthless."

Seeing him being so cautious, in fact, with this concentration, it is really not necessary.

On the sixth floor are calligraphy, paintings and ancient books, which are understandable, because they have names, and some ancient Chinese can also be understood.

Moreover, the spiritual energy here is extremely strong, even mixed with some blood energy.

Meng Dong finally came to an ancient painting. On the top of a mountain, a young Confucian scholar in green shirt stood on the top of the stone with his back to the picture. Below was a smiling old man sitting on the stone, pointing his finger forward, and a Taoist priest Dressed up, with a whisk in hand, the last one is wearing a bamboo hat and can't see clearly, with a wooden sword on his waist.

There are no inscriptions or stamps on the screen, and the brushwork is extremely simple and sharp.

Seeing that Meng Dong stayed for a long time, Mr. Qi stood aside and said, "Looking at the clothes and paper, it should be from the Tang Dynasty. Unfortunately, no one left an inscription or seal. I bought it from a native. It will be reappeared."

Meng Dong didn't see aura inside, only white light criss-crossing, as if to tear the painting, but it couldn't hurt the person in the painting.

Meng Dong looked up at the upstairs, but the stairs going up here were locked.

Looking at Mr. Qi, he said, "It's the last floor, let's walk again?"

Mr. Qi shook his head and said: "The things above are all my life, if you see them, can you keep them?"

Looking at the spiritual energy overflowing from the stairs, I was very moved.

Putting on the shoulders of old man Qi, he said with a smile: "Master, good things should be shared. I am confident that I have read all the treasures in the world. These things are not the only ones in your pagoda, right? Take them out and have a look."

Mr. Qi shook Meng Dong's hand away, and said with a smile, "Don't think about it, the things on it will not be exhibited, and the Li family's collection is the same, because it is dangerous, but you can choose one on the sixth floor to take away. , and then bring me a elixir."

Meng Dong patted him on the shoulder, shook his head and said with emotion: "I haven't seen anything, I've been to the tomb with Sheng Sanye and others several times, so don't look at it if you don't see it."

Old man Qi stroked his beard, brat, he still wants to seduce me, but there is no way.

Meng Dong glanced at the calligraphy and paintings around him, the things are good things, but they still feel a little worthless.

"Old man, I'm a person who has seen the world anyway. Let me tell you this. Since you know that the things are shared by those people, you should know that we disappeared for more than a month. What is worth our disappearing for so long?"

Mr. Qi frowned, I don't know where to go, I only know that you have been inseparable recently, there is no problem without ghosts.

But he still asked tentatively: "Could it be that you spent a month looking for medicinal materials?"

Meng Dong's face darkened, and he said in a bad mood: "How could such a big good thing happen? Old Chen and Ye Zheng were trapped in the tomb, and they asked me and the people from the Third Master to rescue them. You should know, Third Master, right?"

Facing Meng Dong's questioning, Old Master Qi nodded and said, "I know, the famous Tufuzi in the south has a big team under him."

"Yes, it's an emperor's tomb. He brought 38 people there, and only three of them survived. We were trapped in the tomb for more than a month. I won't talk about the dangers involved, but you think Thinking, in the dark, without seeing your fingers, staying with the corpse for more than a month, eating rats or bugs all day, now you know the importance of those pills?"

As Meng Dong spoke, he forced out a few tears and wiped them with his hand, hiding his face and not daring to look up, for fear of laughing out loud.

Old Master Qi thought for a while. In fact, he just heard that Zhong Sijing had this pill, but he was not sure. He didn't expect to have one in his hand.

I thought I would be thankful if I had one, but I couldn't stand the temptation.