Chapter 112: Strange Seniors

Compared with the delicate jade pendant, this dagger that injured Bai Li did not give people a sense of surprise at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoAfter washing the sludge, you can see that this is a very ordinary dagger, so ordinary that you can see it everywhere, and even, the handle is just wrapped in thick linen, and there is not even a decent knife handle, and the only thing that is weird is that there is a clean blood groove on both sides of the dagger blade, and ordinary daggers will not make such blood grooves.

And the most incredible thing is that the dagger that has been buried underground for so many years has no rust at all.

Bai Li even plucked a hair to test the sharpness of the dagger, it is no exaggeration to describe it as blowing hair, the hair just fell lightly on the blade of the dagger, and it broke into two pieces in an instant.

"Someone deliberately threw it into the well before we got there, to confuse our investigation!" Zhang Xuan was incredulous, he was more inclined to be the people from the Scarlet Rain Tower.

Bai Li retorted: "Judging by the extent of damage to this linen, it is absolutely impossible that it has only been thrown into the well for a short time, at least more than ten years. But the dagger didn't rust, it was still as bright as new, and it was really weird. She bent the dagger hard, she didn't understand why the dagger was still as bright as new after so many years in the well, she could only test the sturdiness of the dagger.

If only Yingluo was there, she would definitely be able to see the reason.

"Perhaps, this dagger is made of some special metal. Zhao Qingdao.

Bai Li and Zhang Xuan were stunned at the same time, and said at the same time: "Hexagonal dart!"

If this dagger is really something more than 20 years ago, and then it is related to the relationship between the Salt Gang, the Ding family and the Tang Sect at that time, the only special metal to say is the special metal that makes hexagonal darts.

Zhao Qing was shocked: "What do you mean--red steel!"

I forgot that this Zhao Qing Zhao gang leader could transport a lot of goods to Dongying for the salt gang back then, and he might know a little about this special metal, no, red steel.

Zhao Qing recalled: "But back then, the Salt Gang had not started a red steelmaking business with the Ding family, and it had been more than a year since Rusu passed away to cooperate with the Ding family. ”

Zhang Xuan said: "At that time, among the martial arts, the only people who could have weapons made of red steel were the Tang Sect and the Ding family......"

Another object from the Tang Gate?!

"The priority now is to find out whether the metal used for this dagger is red steel. Bai Li said.

When the words fell, the two of them looked at Zhao Qing together, he had transported red steel back then, and he might be able to recognize it.

Zhao Qing hurriedly said: "I was only in charge of transporting the red steel back then, but I know that there is a person who will definitely be able to recognize the metal used in this dagger, and this person lives in Nanping City now. ”

Bai Li was overjoyed and said, "Then why don't you send someone to invite him?"

"Please!" Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid he doesn't want to go out." His voice was indescribably bitter, and he continued: "It's better for me to go in person." ”

In Nanping, there is actually a person Zhao Qing who does not move, or rather, he doesn't want to invite.

Interesting, interesting!

Out of the Jinsha Gang compound, riding all the way to the east, at first, Bai Li did not feel that there was anything special about this trip.

It wasn't until Zhao Qing, who led the way, that the road became narrower and dirtier, and he actually walked to the bottom corner of the city, that he felt strange and couldn't help but ask, but Zhao Qing didn't answer, just walked slowly on horseback.

Soon, a small dirt slope came into view, and this dirt slope was also covered with houses, but all of them were made of wooden planks, and they were staggered, apparently reaching the slums in the city of Nanping.

Bai Li felt even more strange: "If the person you are looking for really knows the red steel, then she must have been a treasure-like person back then, why did he fall to such a point and live in such a place." ”

This time, she didn't ask, just turned her head to look at Zhang Xuan, he was also confused and incredulous, but he didn't have as many words as Bai Li.

The three of them rode horses and stopped in front of the fifth house, in front of which there was a half-old child holding a branch writing and painting on the ground, and when they saw the three of them stopped in front of the house, they didn't recognize their lives, and shouted loudly into the house: "Grandpa, someone is looking for you!"

There was no sound from the closed door, but there was a faint sound of an iron hammer, and when he heard this, the child immediately said, "Go in, grandpa is taking a lunch break, don't light the lamp." ”

This kid is really strange, he used to shout so loudly to the people in the house, and now he actually said that his grandfather was taking a lunch break, so why bother to ask, and why invite others into the house, as for not lighting the lamp, it is even more strange, now the sun is hanging high, the daylight is abundant, why bother to light the lamp.

Zhao Qing replied lightly, pushed open the tattered door and walked in.

When he entered this house, Bai Lifang understood why the child said that he could not light the lamp, the light in this room was too dim, and if he walked into this room, his first reaction was naturally to light the lamp, but since the owner did not want to light the lamp, he could only make do with it for the time being.

Although the light was dim, the furnishings of the room could still be seen, a tattered table with an equally worn oil lamp on it, and an even more tattered bed, on which lay a silver-haired, diminutive old man.

The shabby quilt shows the outline of this person's figure very well: this person should be very short, just like Wu Dalang's shortness.

Zhao Qing stood in front of the bed, respectfully hugged his fists and said, "Senior, Zhao Qing has something to ask for advice." ”

Zhao Qing actually used an honorific title, and the person who can make him a senior must be a famous figure in the rivers and lakes.

The man on the bed didn't make a sound, and sat up slowly with his body propped up, his long silver hair covering the outline of his face, and the dim light in the room made it difficult to see his face even from a different angle.

I don't know if it's because of old age and weakness, or because of other reasons, I saw that the body that was about to stand up fell straight on the bed again, and the tattered bed "squeaked, squeaked" sound.

But the old man still didn't give up, and his arms helped his body up, and the strange thing was that the old man's arms were very long, the same as ordinary people's, not like Wu Dalang's short figure.

Could it be that I was wrong?

Bai Li boiled it all down to the lack of light.

With this dazzling effort, the old man's body seemed to be about to fall on the bed again, and Bai Li was about to step forward to help, but was blocked by Zhao Qing.

As a result, the three able-bodied young men watched the old man fall on the bed again, and Bai Li even doubted whether the dilapidated bed would be able to withstand such a violent impact the next time.