Long Ya strode over, ignoring the stunned looks of Meng Chen and Meng Siping, he picked up the thing that was disfigured by fake rust from the box holding the silk, held it in his hand and squeezed it hard, That layer of red spots and green rust, which is specially designed to fool laymen, made a crackling sound and almost exploded.

With a swipe of his left hand, he put the flying rust ball into his palm, then snorted coldly, threw the rust on the table, and spread the palm of his right hand.

This time, Qi Chen finally saw the true face of that thing clearly - just as he guessed, the cylindrical object was indeed the handle of the Longya Saber.Like the Dragon Tooth Knife, although the handle is made of bronze, there is no trace of a thousand years, and it is as clean as new.The dragon head on the top is also lifelike, with the same animal beauty as the dragon tooth knife.

There was rust before, and only the longan was black, so Qi Chen thought that the two exquisite orbs of Longya were embedded in the longan, and thought: What a pair of big white eyes!

Now that the rust has been removed, I realize that the longan is also carved out, with a sense of ferocity, not as deadly and funny as I saw before.

What is really vacant is the lower part of the handle head, one side has a groove slightly larger than a bean, which is used to inlay Linglong orbs.

Qi Chen has already conceived in his mind how the Longya Saber will look like after it has been completely restored - the animal teeth and the dragon head have a sense of insolence, and the Linglong Orb adds a bit of extravagance, plus the cold killing intent of the Narrow Saber itself , It really is a famous sword with a unique temperament.

He and Long Ya fought their swords in their minds. Meng Chen and Meng Siping, who were stunned by the side, were stunned for a while, and finally came back to their senses.

Meng Chen was a bit short-sighted. When he saw the handle in Longya's palm, his first reaction was to point to the handle and say to his father: "Look! I said the rust is fake, just peel it off! I don't believe it !"

Meng Siping didn't pay attention to him at all, but stared at the handle of the knife in Long Ya's hand, opened his mouth several times, and then stammered: "You, you—just crush the copper rust for me like this ah?"

Qi Chen's heart tightened, and he thought it was over. At this time, questioning Longya was the rhythm of death. He couldn't let Uncle Meng make Longya angry.He took a step forward, wanting to press Meng Siping's hand, so as to stop him from speaking.

As a result, the next sentence Meng Siping uttered made Qi Chen stagger, and he let out a "hiss—" and looked at Longya with a toothache on his face and said, "How can you pinch it with bare hands? Don't your hands hurt?" ! No matter if it was originally there or it was added later, it’s still rust after all, so is it okay if a piece gets stuck into the meat by accident?”

Qi Chen: "..."

Longya: "..."

"Young people shouldn't be so impulsive, just tell me the truth, you don't need to show me so directly, Uncle Meng is such a stubborn person?" Meng Siping looked at Long Yashou He looked at Long Ya's hand again, and he babbled endlessly, which made Long Ya froze for a while.

This ancestor was already mentally prepared for Meng Siping to find him, and he wanted to bear it for Qi Chen's face, don't speak too harshly, and save a few words, but he heard these few words Nagging, the rising flames are like being poured with a basin of water, and it will be dull with a "poof".

Almost choked out a mouthful of old blood from Longya.

Before Qi Chen and Long Ya could answer, Meng Chen had already opened the mouth for them, and he twitched the corner of his mouth and said to his father, "Come on, Dad, don't take advantage of people not responding." Come here and put gold on your face, have I debated with you enough about the authenticity of this thing? Just like this, I have told you no less than ten times, have you listened? If you don’t pinch it for you, can you So—oh my head!"

Facts have proved that Meng Siping did not commit suicide, and there are people who really commit suicide. Before Meng Chen finished speaking, his father slapped the back of the head with a slap and scolded with a smile: "I see if you can hold it for 5 minutes Find something to clean up! Not big or small! Go away! I’m having a professional discussion with others, why don’t you join in the fun and go serve your mother and Aunt Xiao Xiao! How else can I say that I must have hugged the wrong one back then? What do I think? Everyone thinks that Xiaochen is more pleasing to the eye than you!"

Meng Chen was so whipped that he scratched the back of his head, opened his mouth and called out, "Cha, Uncle Meng, I'm going to help in the kitchen right now." His daughter-in-law skipped out of the study.

He had just left the house, Long Ya and Qi Chen finally recovered from the series of unexpected nagging.

Meng Siping didn't want to die, and of course Longya wouldn't be unreasonable and insist on blowing it twice to be happy. He glanced at the handle in his hand, and said to Meng Siping seriously: "I'll discuss something with you."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Meng Siping looks quite natural and harmless, but he is not really stupid. On the contrary, both he and his son Meng Chen share the vision of being stupid when they should be stupid, and smart when they should be smart. .

It was the first time they met. He asked Xu Liang to call him uncle, but he never asked Long Ya to call him uncle. He didn't even mind Long Ya's "neither big nor small" tone of voice, and he didn't feel awkward at all.

As soon as he heard Long Ya's words, he walked towards the door of the study, and raised his hand very politely to close the door of the study before speaking.

"Hey——Uncle Meng, wait a minute!" Before he closed it, Xu Liang suddenly opened his mouth.

I saw him saying "I'll help in the kitchen too" before leaving the study room, and closing the door for the people inside.

These one and two are so good, Long Ya has nothing to get angry, he turned the handle in his hand almost calmly, and said to Meng Siping: "Let me tell you the truth, your son and Xu Liang was right, the rust on the top was indeed made later, and I don’t know which brainless person took off his pants and farted for nothing, insisting on pasting a good thing to make it look ugly, probably because he felt that there was something wrong with it. Rust is easier to catch."

Meng Siping didn't speak out in a hurry when he finished a paragraph, he knew there was more to come after hearing this, so he continued to wait for Long Ya to continue.

Sure enough, Long Ya continued: "However—they were right, but you were right. This thing is indeed an authentic bronze product, a real antique, and it was around four thousand years ago."

Meng Siping: "..."

He said it lightly, without any consideration for the heart capacity of the elderly comrades present.

When Meng Siping heard about that era, he almost lost his breath. He supported the edge of the desk to stabilize himself, and then asked again with a trembling voice: "What? How many years ago?"

"Does Xia know?" Long Ya twitched the corner of his mouth, and said again patiently: "At that time, the things in the last period were less than 4000 years old, but they were almost the same."

For a person like Long Ya, a hundred years is only a fraction, rounded up to a whole.

People who talk like this can scare an old man like Meng Siping.

"Oh my mother—" Meng Siping held the table steady and sighed.It took a long time before I came back to my senses and said, "This...how did you find out? Have you seen any information about this?"

Long Ya only glanced at the handle of the knife from the beginning to the end, and the copper rust was broken, and he almost didn't pay attention to the details.Even a layman, Meng Siping knew that this was unusual.

"I haven't read the information." Longya categorically denied it.

Meng Siping: "Then how can you be sure—"

Longya: "Of course I can be sure, because this is mine."

Meng Siping: "..."

Qi Chen: "..."

If it were any person who spoke like that while pointing to something bought by someone else in the study of someone else's house, he would definitely be forked out.

Even with Meng Siping's temper, he couldn't help twitching his lips and digging his ears: "No, what did you just say?"

"I said this is mine." Longya was a little impatient, but he repeated it.

"..." Meng Siping couldn't help looking at Qi Chen, "Xiao Chen, this—"

As soon as Long Ya didn't speak human words, Qi Chen felt quite a pain in his liver. He looked at Long Ya with a slumped face, and could only swallow his old blood in one gulp, silently accepted the mess, and said to Meng Siping: "Meng Siping Uncle, he really didn't talk nonsense, this thing was originally his, but he lost it later. He has been looking for it for a long time, and now that he finally found it, he is a little anxious to speak."

"Oh—that's what it means!" After Qi Chen explained, Meng Siping finally understood, and even guessed what Long Ya's so-called negotiation was about, "You want to take this thing back, right? All right! No problem! I originally bought it with the mentality of picking something up for fun. It’s not that serious. It’s only natural that the property should be returned to its original owner. If you’ve been looking for it for so long, it would be too unreasonable for me to insist on not giving it back.”

Long Ya is a straightforward person, and he doesn't like to go round and round. When he heard that he was so forthright, he naturally responded: "It would be great if you are willing to make a move. I heard from Meng Chen that you spent more than 1000 on this thing?"

Meng Siping waved his hands repeatedly when he heard his words: "Hey - you and Xiaochen have such a strong relationship, taking your money is like taking his money in my opinion, Xiaochen is like my second son in my eyes , how can a father give a small thing and still care about his son asking for money, I don't know about others, anyway, it doesn't make sense for me, Meng Siping!"

The first half of these words made Long Ya quite comfortable, but he never had the intention to get close to others. Although Meng Siping's personality was quite nice to him, he was still a stranger to him.To be precise, in the past few thousand years, except for Qi Chen, Guang He and his gang, as well as Hui Jia and his like, everyone else has been strangers to Long Ya.

He never owed a penny to strangers.

After listening to Meng Siping's words, he didn't refute. He responded with a casual "hmm", then took out his mobile phone and quickly tapped the screen with his fingers.

Meng Siping thought that Long Ya also agreed with his words, and was about to pat Long Ya on the shoulder and say "That's right", when he heard the phone ring in his pocket.When he took it out to look, Longya was already holding the handle of the knife, dragging Qi Chen away.

As he followed them out of the study room, he looked down at his phone while muttering, and saw a new SMS notification popped up on the screen, showing that a new account was transferred to his bank card, the amount was [-].

Meng Siping: "..."

He stared at the phone in a daze for a while, then quickly walked into the living room, before Xu Liang and Meng Chen came out of the kitchen, he said to Long Ya, "This...you transferred money to my card?"

Long Ya didn't even lift his eyelids: "No."

It would be foolish to believe him!

It took Meng Siping a long while to say in surprise, "...But how do you know my bank card number?"

He felt that although he was not young, and he was slightly presbyopic, but he hadn't aged to the point where he couldn't see clearly when someone put something as long as a palm in his pocket in front of him.But he found that with a movement of Long Ya's wrist, for some reason, the large handle of the knife disappeared out of thin air.

Meng Siping: "..."

Then Longya moved somehow, and a stack of paper pages appeared in his hand. The paper looked very old, and the characters on it didn't look like the current font.It's just that just as Long Ya took out the stack of papers, he paused as if thinking of something, and gradually frowned between his brows.

He thought for a moment, as if to verify something, he suddenly lowered his head and quickly flipped through the pages twice, and took out two pages for side-by-side comparison.

Meng Siping was completely stupefied watching from the side, he felt as if he saw something extraordinary, to be precise, he saw some extraordinary person.From the first time he saw Long Ya, he felt that this person was different from ordinary people. As for the difference, he didn't see it at the time, it was all based on his feeling.

Now, he probably understands a little bit...

Of course, at this moment, Qi Chen could no longer pay attention to Meng Siping's expression, but looked at Long Ya and asked, "What? What did you think of?"

Long Ya grabbed the stack of papers and looked at it for a while, then nodded, and said to Qi Chen: "I have to go to Mount Yundu! I know what the red mark is about."

Qi Chen: "..." The head looked different after all.

After Long Ya said this, he grabbed Qi Chen with a look of "I'm leaving now".

Meng Siping asked in surprise, "Why are you going? Don't you want to eat?"

Qi Chen was about to explain, when Long Ya said to Meng Siping: "It's just time to buy something, it's time for dinner, I'll be back later."

Meng Siping was almost shocked by his ability to tell lies with his eyes open: "..." Fooling ghosts?

But before he could stop him, Long Ya had already led Qi Chen to open the door and walked out. Before Qi Chen was dragged away, he subconsciously made a movement towards Meng Siping - he put his index finger on his lips, meaning It is forbidden to speak.

After doing this action, he was stunned for a moment.

At that moment, that familiar but uncapturable feeling came again.

Suddenly several thunderclaps sounded from the sky, and they rumbled across the sky, making the ground tremble a little. The sky was black and blue, and there was no tendency to stop the rain at all.

Qi Chen only had time to look out through the corridor window before he was hugged by Long Ya, and within the time of closing and opening his eyes, he flashed to the foot of Yundu Mountain.

The two of them went to the real Mount Yundu familiarly, and waited for Li Daochang who flew over and dressed in a plain Taoist robe beside the huge rock at the mountain gate.

Same as last time, Li Daochang was still wearing a cold disguise when he landed, as if I didn't want to talk to you, and he was farting or not.

Long Ya directly ignored his stink, and stuffed the stack of papers into Li Daochang's hand, and said, "Help me put together a picture."

"What?" Li Daochang picked out his ears.

"There are about three hundred sheets in total. Help me spell them out correctly." Long Ya said straight to the point.

Li Daochang: "...Team Leader Long, if you continue to abuse me, the head of Yundu Mountain, I will have someone kick you out!"

Long Ya let out a "tsk" and patted the stack of papers, almost smearing Li Daochang's face directly: "If you are unscrupulous, I will ask your junior brother to fork you out, believe it or not? You will know after reading it." !"

Li Daochang curled his lips, took the stack of papers, and reluctantly flipped through them one by one. After reading more than a dozen pages, his expression gradually became serious. He didn't continue to flip through, but trembled. The page in his hand asked, "Where did you get these?"

Long Ya folded his arms and waited aside. Hearing his question, he turned around and glanced at Qi Chen, and said to Li Daochang, "What do you think?"

Li Daochang glanced over Qi Chen, then looked at Team Leader Long, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally shut up and nodded, then grabbed the stack of papers and rushed towards Long Ya and Qi Chen. He waved it like chasing flies: "Okay, you can get out, there is a lot of trouble in the back mountain, so I am kind and still have time to take care of you, at most an hour, I will send someone to send you over after I finish."

Hearing what he said, Long Ya simply took Qi Chen back. When he landed outside Meng Chen's house, Qi Chen couldn't help asking: "Team Leader Long, what is that red thing? Why did Daoist Li fight for it?" ?”

Long Ya replied: "Because only he can spell it out. The red mark is nothing but an incomplete rune."

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