This small sword was obtained by Qin Sheng at the first birthday banquet when he grabbed Zhou.

At that time, Qin Ruhai, who hurried back from southern Xinjiang, inadvertently got this rather strange little sword on the way back, and on a whim, he also put it on the Zhou platform.

What surprised Qin Ruhai was that his son chose this improvised and inconspicuous little sword among the dazzling array of items, and refused to let go.

If you want to say that this small sword is ordinary, it is actually quite magical, not to mention anything else, with Qin Ruhai's martial arts strength at that time, it was even folded, which shows its solidity, but even with Qin Ruhai's knowledge, he can't recognize its material.

However, it is impossible to say what kind of treasure it is, at least it is not sharp at all, and not even a piece of paper can be cut. And no matter how magical it is, what can such a toy sword, which is only the size of a finger, be used for? Even if a child plays with it, it is too small.

In fact, even if Qin Ruhai wanted to break his head, he would never guess the real reason why his son chose this little sword, just because of a strange pattern on the hilt of the little sword - gossip!

For Qin Ruhai, this pattern is just a little weird, but in Qin Sheng's eyes, it is completely different, this small gossip pattern is the first and only time he has seen it since he came to this world.

On the other side of the hilt, there are also two characters engraved that look like Chinese characters. One of them, Qin Sheng recognized the word "immortal", while the other one couldn't recognize it.

However, no matter what word it was, it couldn't affect Qin Sheng's determination to keep this little sword for himself. Especially after Qin Sheng tried his best to inquire, he had never heard of similar patterns or words elsewhere, and he firmly believed that this strange little sword had some connection with his hometown in his previous life, and the word "immortal" on the hilt of the sword also showed that it was extraordinary.

It's a pity that after getting the little sword, Qin Sheng studied it hard for more than ten years, but there were no new discoveries, no matter whether he burned it with fire or flooded it, the little sword did not change in the slightest, it seemed that it was just an ordinary toy.

And because of the word "immortal" on the hilt of the sword, Qin Sheng also had the idea of dripping blood to recognize the lord many times. It is also miraculous, when Qin Sheng drips his own blood onto the sword body, the blood will be instantly absorbed by the small sword without a trace, and if it is replaced by someone else, no matter who it is, the small sword is actually not stained with blood, and there is no intention to absorb it at all.

This anomaly once strengthened Qin Sheng's belief in dripping blood to recognize the master, and at one stage, he even had to cut out a few wounds every day to "feed" this little sword. But it's a pity that there is "dripping blood", but there is no sign of "recognizing the Lord", Xiaojian.

Under Ling'er's massage, Qin Sheng quickly regained some strength. And just as he was about to punch again, there was a sudden noise outside the courtyard.

Qin Sheng listened to a few words, and his face was helpless. As long as he listened to the beginning of the quarrel over there, he knew what the ending would be, because such a farce would be staged in the Qin Mansion once or twice almost every day recently.

There is a way that the wall is falling down and everyone is pushing it, and the decline of the Qin family is far faster than they imagined. The originally friendly clans are now turning their faces faster than turning books, and those opponents who already have some hatred are now even more arrogant, tossing vigorously, even if they have nothing to do, they will come to the Qin Mansion to make a fuss.

And how can the Qin family have any confidence to have a hard top with them now?

Every time a wicked guest comes to the door, he has to accompany a smiling face, carefully serve those masters, and finally have to offer some benefits with both hands, either a field or a shop somewhere, or a rare treasure collected in the house, and he has to say all the good things before the other party reluctantly accepts the gift list, which can be regarded as temporarily letting go of the Qin family.

If it is another weak family, it will not be able to save any family business at all, and even if it is squeezed, it will not be able to squeeze any oil and water; and those big families with big businesses, like the Qin family when Baisheng Hou was alive, who would dare to come to the door to make trouble?

What's especially terrifying is that after making such a fuss a few times, who in Ziyang City doesn't know the Qin family's high-grade fat?

In this situation, no matter how rich the Qin family's belongings are, even if the uncle Qin Rushan, who is in charge of the family business, can be regarded as dedicated, he can't withstand such tosses again and again.

In just over half a year, most of the huge Qin family's family property has been dispersed.

And now, the appetite of this group of hungry wolves is not only not satisfied, but on the contrary, it is getting bigger and bigger. The one who came today, Qin Sheng had already understood that he was actually opening his mouth to swallow this Baisheng Marquis Mansion and occupy the Qin family's last place of refuge.

To say that this Hou Mansion Compound, is the Qin Ruhai left and right to pick and choose the prime location, such a mansion is not only in the whole Dashun land price, the most prosperous city, even better is that it is quiet, although it is only separated by one street, but completely isolated from the noise of the city. Such a mansion can be called the most valuable property of the Qin family.

It's no wonder that the uncle, who has always swallowed his anger, had a rare dispute with the villain this time.

Qin Sheng's curiosity was aroused for a moment, and he quietly turned to the front hall, wanting to see who was coming.

Poking out half of his head from behind the pillar, Qin Sheng saw his uncle's face indignant, and opposite him, a young man in Chinese clothes sat lazily on the Taishi chair, with a folding fan in his hand and a very calm expression.

Although there were only a few faces, Qin Sheng recognized the handsome and somewhat bewildering face at a glance, the young man in gorgeous clothes was the second son of the current Hubu Shangshu Shiyi, the famous and evil young master of Dashun.

A few years ago, Qin Sheng became the little leader of a group of gentlemen in the capital because of various game tricks, but this Shi Yifei is not too different in age from him after all, and I heard that this person is full of evil deeds and is a sinister and ruthless person, which makes Qin Sheng dislike.

What's more, Shi Yifei's father, Shi Yi, was once slapped in public by Qin Ruhai. This made the Shi family see it as a great shame, so Shi Yifei had little intersection with him.

Of course, even though they hadn't played together, Qin Sheng was deeply impressed by that iconic handsome face. At this time, I saw the followers behind him scolding and scolding.

"Old fellow, don't be embarrassed!"

"If the Qin family doesn't sell it today, I'm afraid Ming'er will have to kneel down and beg Yi Shaobai to accept it. ”

"Old man, don't you know who Yi Shao is?

"I don't think it's too verbose with this old guy, and I'll directly seal this Qin Mansion later......"

Seeing that Qin Rushan's face was getting darker and darker, Shi Yifei folded his fan and said lightly: "Needless to say." ”

His voice was not high, but in the high-pitched voices of his followers, no one could hear him clearly. Suddenly, the entire hall fell silent in an instant.

Looking at Qin Rushan with a smile, Shi Yifei opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Qin, is your house really not for sale?"

Qin Rushan barely squeezed out a few smiles, and said with a careful smile: "Master Gongzi, it's not that the Qin family is unwilling to trade with you, this courtyard is really the last place for our Qin family to stay, you see, we still have a field outside Qingqiu City, why don't you ask Master Gongzi to take care of it for us?"

"That being the case, there's nothing to talk about. Shi Yifei waved his hand, and at the same time, only to hear the sound of "pop", a small teapot fell on the green brick.

"Uncle Qin, this teapot you broke is the proud work of Mr. Shen Qinghe, a wonderful craftsman three hundred years ago, and it is now worth 200,000 taels, I don't know when Uncle Qin plans to pay it?"

Qin Rushan's face was pale, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

And Qin Sheng also frowned secretly when he saw it, that Shi Yifei even used the blackmail tricks of the street gangsters, obviously planning to completely tear his face and forcibly occupy this Baisheng Hou Mansion. Although the Shi family is far from covering the sky in Dashun, with the current connections of the Qin family, this lawsuit may be a losing ending.

In a burst of laughter, Shi Yifei stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle Qin, I think the Qin family will not be able to take out this 200,000 taels of gold, so I will be kind and allow you to pay off the debt for 100,000 gold in this small house." As for the remaining 100,000......"

Shi Yifei folded the fan, pressed it against his chin, pretended to groan, and said after a while: "That's it, I heard that Miss Qin Yan of your mansion is not married yet, and it just so happens that I lack a concubine, so it is better to ......"

Before his words fell, Qin Sheng only felt that his mind was surging with blood, and he could not hold it, so he immediately jumped out from behind the pillar and said loudly: "No! Sister must not marry this brute!"

If it was replaced by another wealthy young master, Qin Sheng would not have such a big reaction, but this Shi Yifei is different.

It is rumored that he has been abusing people since he was a child, and the descendants of the Shi family have been quietly buried over the years, and this Shi Yifei's concubine has married more than 20 people before and after, but now that he is still alive, I am afraid that he can count them on one hand.

And if it were another girl from the Qin family, Qin Sheng would not be so impulsive. But Qin Yan is different, not only because she is her only sister, but more importantly, Qin Yan has been very sensible since she was a child, although she is only four years older than her younger brother, she learned to take care of her younger brother at a very young age, especially after her mother fell into a coma for most of the year, she played the role of half a mother.

Although, for Qin Sheng, who has another memory in his soul, his sister's behavior occasionally seems a little naïve, but the deep love between sister and brother is understandable to outsiders?

For his sister, Qin Sheng can't tolerate her being wronged in the future, how can he tolerate her falling into the clutches of that kind of villain and suffering, and even her life may not be guaranteed?

However, after rushing into the room, Qin Sheng calmed down a little and secretly regretted his impulsiveness. Now he is no longer the original Yum Hou concubine, he is now soft-spoken, and jumping out like this is not only useless, but may be bad.

Sure enough, I saw that Shi Yifei's originally smiling and groaning face suddenly became gloomy. And behind him, a young man with a cyan birthmark on his cheek shouted angrily: "Where did you come from the wild seeds, dare to be rude to Young Master Yi?"

In the midst of the shouting and scolding, I saw him step forward and hit Qin Sheng's face door with a punch.

Qin Sheng hurriedly raised his arm to block it, but the young man's fist suddenly changed, turned his fist into a palm, passed through the gap between Qin Sheng's arms, and hit him hard in the chest.

Qin Sheng only felt a tremendous force coming, and the whole person seemed to be hit by a wild bison, and he was beaten into the air, and his back hit the pillar heavily, and even the entire hall shook slightly.

Before falling into a coma, Qin Sheng vaguely remembered that the blood in his mouth was spurting wildly, and it was sprinkled on the small sword in front of his chest like a torrential rain.