Lin Xiaotian was accustomed to the iron-blooded life of seeing each other with swords and soldiers, where had he seen this kind of arrogant Wenqing, and he was immediately angered by Geng Zhixuan's attitude of not eating oil and salt, soft and hard.

"Do you want to be a mandarin duck with the same fate?"

Lin Xiaotian didn't want to threaten him like this, but after experiencing the bloody rain last night, coupled with the bad news that Aoi Sakura had escaped today, he also had a trace of anger in his heart.

Bang!

The spirit fox was inserted into the tabletop and directly into the wood, almost completely piercing the hard pear wood table.

Geng Zhixuan was originally prepared to die unyieldingly without any threat, but when he saw the spirit fox inserted in the table, his eyes suddenly burst into a fine light, and his hands trembled violently.

"This ...... Where did you get this dagger?" Geng Zhixuan grabbed Lin Xiaotian's hand and asked urgently, but his eyes stared at the spirit fox on the table without blinking.

Lin Xiaotian frowned and shook off Geng Zhixuan's hand, Nima, this old guy has just finished his work, God knows what this hand has touched.

"Do you know this dagger?" Lin Xiaotian suddenly remembered the excited scene when Gao Fang saw the spirit fox, it seemed that these old people who played with antiques had the problem of losing control of their emotions when they saw the treasure.

"Hehe, know, of course I don't! But I've heard of it, and if I'm not mistaken, this should be the legendary long-lost dagger - dragon scales!" Geng Zhixuan said with obsessive eyes.

Lin Xiaotian looked at Geng Zhixuan in surprise, and didn't understand how he pulled out the Baipi dagger even though he was a spirit fox.

"Isn't the dragon scale knife a dragon scale knife? How did it become a dagger? And this dagger should be called a spirit fox, right?" Lin Xiaotian was also confused by Geng Tianjian's unwavering attitude, could it be that the spirit fox he had used for so many years was actually not a spirit fox?

"Hehe, what do you know!" When it came to the Baipi dagger, Geng Zhixuan immediately revealed his pride as an antique appraisal master: "The dragon scale knife was made by Cao Pi when he was the prince of Wei, and it was still used by Cao Cao's craftsmen, which is not considered a fine product." After he ascended the throne, the country was strong, with the best craftsmen, the most perfect technology to create three hundred daggers, one of which is like ice, the name is Qinggang, the second dawn is like the rising sun, the name is Yangwen, the three forms are like dragons, and the name is dragon scales. This dragon scale is a symbol of Cao Wei's imperial power, and it is an imperial weapon!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian looked at the spirit fox again, as if he was reacquainting himself with it.

Geng Zhixuan seemed to caress his lover's skin, gently stroked the handle of the dragon scales, and whispered: "It looks like a dragon's text, such as the scales and horns, and it is at will." If it doesn't happen, it will be held forever. Take advantage of the bodyguard, to Weaver. I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to see Cao Wei's imperial weapon! Haha! It's worth it, it's worth it!"

Lin Xiaotian also believed Geng Zhixuan's words seven or eight points at this time, not only because he was able to say the literature and poems that were completely consistent with the shape of the spirit fox, but also because Geng Zhixuan said that the spirit fox was the emperor's instrument and symbolized the imperial power.

Every time Lin Xiaotian used the spirit fox, he did have a domineering feeling that the world was under control, and the lives of all living beings were under the blade.

Now that I think about it, the real name of this spirit fox is dragon scales, and it may indeed be the imperial weapon of Cao Wei.

"Elder Geng, since you know its origin, can you explain it to me in detail?" Lin Xiaotian's throat and eyes were a little dry.

For a pedantic appraisal master like Geng Tianjian, he couldn't stop his mouth at all, and he didn't even need Lin Xiaotian to ask, so he told the origin and legend of the dragon scales endlessly

Legend has it that the dragon scale dagger was forged by Cao Pi after changing his life against the sky and cutting off the dragon vein of the Han Dynasty.

From the day of its birth, this dragon scale contains the dragon vein qi of two dynasties, and has unparalleled power.

Legend has it that after Cao Pi's death, Sima Yi deceived the dragon scales from Emperor Cao Wei on the grounds of borrowing dragon scales to break Zhuge Liang's seven-star lantern, and never returned them.

After getting the dragon scale dagger, the emperor of the Sima family gradually took shape, and the energy of the dragon vein gradually shifted from Cao Wei to the Sima family, after three generations of accumulation, Sima Yi's son was crowned king, and Sima Yi's grandson ascended the throne, replacing Cao Wei with the Jin Dynasty, and finally ruled the world.

Later, whether it was the Tang, Song, Yuan, or Ming dynasties, there was the shadow of dragon scales when the dynasty changed, so there was gradually a saying that those who got dragon scales won the world.

It's just that during the Qing Dynasty, Huaxia was killed, the dragon veins were cut off, and the dragon scales disappeared without a trace.

Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian was dumbfounded, feeling that the dragon scales in his hand were so exaggerated.

"Could it be that I want to be the emperor in the future?" In addition to being shocked, Lin Xiaotian was also a little ridiculous.

He didn't expect that with the status of the Defender Mercenary Group in the Middle East, Africa and Midi at this time, he could already be called a prince in ancient times, and it was not an extravagant hope to continue to develop and become an emperor.

After pouring a pot of tea, Geng Zhixuan said with some embarrassment: "This gentleman, it's really rude, I haven't asked for the name of the honorable person until now?"

"Contemptible Lin Xiaotian!" Lin Xiaotian looked at the spirit fox, no, the dragon scales were a little unrefreshed.

Geng Zhixuan, a nerd, didn't listen to things outside the window, so he naturally didn't know Lin Xiaotian's prestige in the upper circle of Mingzhu.

He smiled dryly: "Mr. Lin, I have a reluctant request, and I hope that Mr. Lin you can fulfill it?"

"Speak. "Regardless of whether Geng Zhixuan agrees to falsify the identification of the revenge knife, just because he said the true origin of the dragon scales, Lin Xiaotian can't help but admit this feeling.

"Mr. Lin, can you lend me the dragon scales to admire for a few days?" Geng Zhixuan said with a look of longing.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian's face gloomy, he hurriedly gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Lin, I know this request is abrupt, so let's do it, as long as you can lend me the dragon scales to enjoy for three days, I will agree to the matter of the revenge knife!"

Lin Xiaotian was slightly stunned, and chuckled: "Hehe, Geng Lao, you really love antiques to the point of madness! Okay, after the auction is over, the dragon scales will be borrowed from Geng Lao to play for a few days." ”

"Haha! Okay! Thank you so much!" Geng Zhixuan excitedly took Lin Xiaotian's hand, completely forgetting the life principle that he had just guarded rather than die.

Lin Xiaotian couldn't help but cry and laugh a little, he knew this, it was better to take out the dragon scales at the beginning, and he didn't have to spend more words.

"In that case, I won't bother Geng Lao, you continue, but I advise you, Geng Lao still has to get the certificate with others. Lin Xiaotian teased jokingly, turned around and left the Geng family's villa.

Geng Zhixuan laughed when he heard this, he wanted to get the certificate with this pear blossom, but the begonia was unwilling, the old cow ate the tender grass and ate a few bites, so that the young grass did not do anything else, it was specially for the old cow to eat, and the tender grass was definitely unwilling.

I just said that the two are in love, but in fact, it's all bullshit, how can a little girl in the prime of life marry an old man like him.

Take what you need, Geng Zhixuan understands it very well.

A big stone fell to the ground in his heart, and Lin Xiaotian happily drove to the cake shop to pick up the cake.

As soon as I walked into the cake shop, I heard a commotion, and the cake shop clerks gathered around the counter.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Lin Xiaotian looked over curiously.

I saw a beautiful girl with a height of one meter seven or eight, a bewitching figure, and a student school uniform, arguing with the clerk about something.

"The girls now look really mature...... Lin Xiao saw the words of Mingzhu No. 1 Experimental Middle School printed on the girls' school uniforms, and knew that she was a high school student.

However, this high school girl, both in height and figure, is very mature, and she doesn't look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl at all.

Looking at her appearance, she is very delicate, and her face does not have the messy makeup of adult girls, and the clear soup is scraped, but there is a fresh beauty that is clear and rippling but not demonic.

At this time, although she was arguing with the clerk, she was timid and vulnerable, which was very pitiful.

"It's your responsibility, right? I wrote it very clearly, it's cream chocolate, with peanut butter, but you didn't add peanut butter, how can I eat it......" The high school girl rubbed her hands, looking cramped that she wanted to take it away, but couldn't eat it.

It's just that Lin Xiaotian was keenly aware that when this little fresh female high school student lowered her head, a touch of cunning seemed to flash in her eyes.

"Interesting...... Lin Xiaotian leaned over with interest and glanced at the note.

Chocolate cream with peanut butter.

Nine words, rough look really nothing unusual, but there is an obvious gap between the word 'oil' and 'plus', and it is even enough to add one more word.

Lin Xiaotian could easily see that the color of the gap was a little special, it seemed to be a little blue.

"Haha, this little girl looks simple and fresh, and she actually plays such a small trick. ”

The note was originally supposed to be chocolate cream without peanut butter, these ten words, but the female high school student treated the word 'no' with special ingredients, and after a few days, the word 'no' disappeared automatically, and it became chocolate cream with peanut butter.

The mercenaries of the Defender Mercenary Regiment have also used this small method, but it is more secretive than this high school girl.

In the end, because of the principle of double compensation, the cake shop not only refunded more than 400 cake money to the female high school students, but also compensated 900 yuan in compensation.

The high school girl also pretended to be at a loss and refused, and Lin Xiaotian laughed dumbly, this girl has a lot of talent for acting.

When Lin Xiaotian took the cake and left the cake shop, he happened to hear the female high school student on the phone with a friend to show off.

"Haha, Akemi, I've got it! Got 900 yuan! It's refreshing! Mmmm...... Okay, I'll go back and treat you to a big meal. The high school girl was in high spirits, and there was still a trace of timidity and shyness in the cake shop.

Lin Xiaotian waited for her to put down the phone, and walked towards the female high school student with the idea of doing a good deed every day and saving the flowers of the motherland.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian coming over, the female high school student glanced at him vigilantly, and scolded coquettishly: "Uncle, what do you see?

Lin Xiaotian coughed, and said righteously: "Don't talk nonsense, I just can't get used to watching you play the cake shop clerk and cheat people out of money, you are young, and you look smart and smart, why don't you learn well." ”

In fact, Lin Xiaotian simply saw that Chen Tian was busy and thin for charity, and he also felt the same way, and wanted to do something good.

The female high school student pouted and said coquettishly, "Uncle, your surname?"

"The surname is Lin, Shuangmu Lin. Lin Xiaotian smiled.

The female high school student blinked her big clear eyes, a blush appeared on her beautiful face, and she murmured softly: "My surname is Li, and my name is Li Muzi......"

Lin Xiaotian sighed in his heart, although this girl is young, she already has a bit of feminine charm with a smile, coupled with her already beautiful face and eccentric personality, she will definitely be a female goblin at the level of dancing in the future.

Just when Lin Xiaotian thought that his persuasion would work and let the flowers of the motherland know their way back, Li Muzi, a female high school student, suddenly said slyly: "Since your surname is Lin and my surname is Li, you are definitely not my father." Then why do you care about me?"