Gong Yunshan sat in the driver's seat and drove the car, Zhang Yao and Ouyang Qian were in the back row, the two of them did not speak, and they were guessing in their hearts how many secrets the person in front of them hid.

He came to help, and this matter still makes sense, but why does he have a photo of the Seven Sects of Swords, even if the sword is in his hand, why would he know to show it to Zhang Yao? All of this seems to bring the problem together, whether Gong Yunshan and Wu Yingtian also have a relationship.

"What did you just say your name was?" It seems to be casually asking.

"My name is Gong Yunshan." Yun Shan looked through the rearview mirror at the boy sitting in the back row.

Unexpectedly, Qian was also looking at him, looking at each other, and both of them were speculating about each other's thoughts.

Qian spoke first, and his immature little face smiled slightly: "Your surname is quite special, I don't know if you have heard of a person named Gong Guofu." ”

Zhang Yao sat next to him and listened to the conversation between the two people, and he didn't quite understand the mystery.

"It's time to get to my house, let's talk about it when we go in." Gong Yunshan didn't answer immediately, as if he was deliberately avoiding this question.

Zhang Yao looked outside the car, a row of bungalows, brown exterior walls, chic Nordic design, dark green glazed tile roof with a small rectangular chimney, as if the small castle in the fairy tale world has been moved to reality.

When the forty-year-old man returns home, a virtuous wife will come out and open the door, and the two children will play in the room, and the picture is full of warmth. Of course, these are just Zhang Yao's cranky ideas. The reality is that he and Qian followed Gong Yunshan into the house, and no one was at home.

Simple furniture in dark grey. Makes the whole room look cold and dull, gray sofas, gray floors. Grey wallpaper and grey LCD TV.

"Why is this tone" Zhang Yao felt uncomfortable and subconsciously said what he thought in his heart.

"Because it's a stain-resistant color." Gong Yunshan invited the two to sit on the sofa: "I'll go and bring the things." With that, he turned and went to the second floor.

Zhang Yao let out a long sigh, looked at Qian, and whispered softly: "Do you know what's going on?" ”

Qian skimmed the direction of the stairs, and saw that there was indeed no one, so he replied in a low voice: "This person is not simple, we have to be careful." He and the old man must have known each other. ”

Without saying a few words, Gong Yunshan walked down, holding a roll of black velvet in his hand.

Ouyang Qian shook his head and motioned for Zhang Yao not to say anything. His eyes always stayed on Yun Shan.

"Didn't this friend ask me a question just now, in fact, I am very familiar with the name Gong Guofu, because he is my father." Gong Yunshan said and put the flannel bag in his hand on the table in front of Zhang Yao.

"Humph!" Qian sneered, with some contempt in his tone: "I think you and Xiaofu look a little similar." Sure enough, it's a family. There's not much more to say. This sword must have been given to you by the old man. ”

"It's true that Wutian Dafa asked me to keep it temporarily."

What is Wutian Dafa? Zhang Yao thought to himself, could it be that Old Man Wu took it himself. Anyway, there are so many living Buddhas in the world, and it is interesting that he has lived for so long and has not been called a god.

Zhang Yao looked at the flannel on the table and felt a little itchy in his heart, he hadn't touched the Seven Sects Sword for too long, and he missed it very much.

Gong Yunshan saw his thoughts and smiled slightly: "I have already given you this sword, hurry up and open it and take a look." ”

Since he said so. That Zhang Yao was no longer polite, and quickly unwrapped the package. He took out the hilt of his sword.

Sure enough, it was it, I didn't expect it to return to my hands after being separated for so long, Zhang Yao gently stroked the veins on it, and it seemed that each one had called for the return of the master.

"The sword is a gift to a hero, and it deserves it."

"Don't mess with all this uselessness, just talk about your purpose. Knowing that Zhang Yao is the owner of this sword should be told by Wu Yingtian, but he definitely can't let you return the sword. What exactly do you want us to do for you? "Ouyang Qian's head melon is really not given for nothing, he has already smoothed out the relationship.

"Heha" Gong Yunshan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Sure enough, there is nothing that can hide from the eyes of the seniors." But this matter is not as complicated as you think, a few years ago, I had a chance to listen to Wutian Dafa talk to me about the past of the tomb of King Zhou. Speaking of Zhang Yao, he also regretted that since the Seven Sects had no heirs, he put the hilt of the sword to me. ”

Zhang Yao didn't listen much, but looked at his sword intently, and involuntarily stood up from the sofa, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and raised his hand to shake the sound of a series of circlipes popping up so pleasantly.

The seven runes of the sword represent the seven deadly sins of the world, hatred, greed, jealousy, arrogance, laziness, lust, and deceit, and only those who abandon them all are qualified to open the sword.

Gong Yunshan looked at Zhang Yao's back in surprise, he had also tried to use this sword countless times, but he didn't expect that it would be so simple to open the mechanism.

"Can Zhang Yao let me take a look?" Yun Shan hurriedly stood up and walked over in two steps.

"I advise you not to do it." Ouyang Qian sat on the sofa and crossed Erlang's legs, beckoning to him: "See?" The scar on my palm is due to this sword, unless you think you have no desires, and there is no dark thing in your heart, otherwise it will be you who will be hurt. ”

Gong Yunshan's brows couldn't help frowning, and his serious expression was the most ordinary face of this man.

Zhang Yao's first impression of him was average, because he was Luo Bing's friend and came to help him, so he was polite. With his right hand, he turned the mechanism on the hilt of the sword, and the sword body returned to its position, and he handed the hilt to Yun Shan.

"You can only look at it this way, don't touch it when it's complete."

Gong Yunshan nodded without a smile, and did not answer, he was only curious about this divine sword, what he really needed was this young man named Zhang Yao.

"I hope you can help you with the sword, and return it to your master's hands, and I will do a good thing."

Hearing him say this, Zhang Yao is also quite happy, after all, there is nothing good today: "Thank you~~ I don't know how to thank you"

"Don't, let's make friends, and there may be trouble for you in the future." Gong Yunshan said polite words, but the smile in his eyebrows seemed to hide some unpredictable thoughts.

Zhang Yao's somewhat big nerves were only looking at his sword, how could he pay attention to other things. The only one who can see something wrong is Ouyang Qian, a scheming person, and the Gong family is one of the big families among the descendants of the Wu family who follow Wu Yingtian. Therefore, Gong Yunshan's surname is actually Wu, and he and the old man can be regarded as relatives of the same bloodline.

I don't know how much he knows about the matter of the hexagram soul, but one thing is certain, Gong Yunshan returned the Seven Sect Swords to Zhang Yao without authorization, and he definitely had a purpose. Since he doesn't want to talk about it now, there's no need to hold on to it and wait and see what happens. (To be continued.) )

PS: Before I knew it, I had already written 200 chapters, and although there were still not many clicks, I wouldn't give up, so keep working hard