Hao Lao's villa is the best villa in the whole villa area, located in the central area, with the slow progress of the battery car, Liu Sheng found that although the villa area as a whole has such and such shortcomings, but the local design is still quite charming, full of the beauty of the Jiangnan garden landscape.

Surrounded by wolf smoke, small bridges and flowing water, the delicate atmosphere of the south of the Yangtze River is in full view, along the bluestone road where the battery car travels, an unknown small river winds around, as if a gorgeous jade belt will slowly surround all the Lingxiu, pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings are not a problem, the green rainbow on both sides of the river is in the waves, and the fish is jumping and playing in the water.

At the end of the river is a blue wave of open lake, weeping willows, spring waves, a cluster of craggy rockeries in the center of the lake suddenly rises, as if flying, the snow waves are agitated, there are nine days of the Milky Way landing, an octagonal pavilion on the rockery of the mountains and mountains stands majestically, the fence repairs the wings, the waves are overlooked, a blue sky, the two sleeves are breezy, climb the nine Gao and fast, fluttering and feathering and flying.

A three-storey attic and the rockery are far away, compete with each other, fly the eaves and fight the arch, each hug the terrain, the precipitous and wonderful, the bronze beast on the top of the building is not angry and self-mighty, raise his eyes to the sky; Qihu Zhu Pavilion, hidden in the lush bamboo sea, surrounded by cloisters, Zhu sill ground cable, Baili Fuchun landscape gallery, all in view.

Follow Hao Lao to push the door in, Liu Sheng found that there is a hole in it, the center of the living room is a landscape water method, the spring water is murmuring, facing the mountain and winding, if the jade belt is all over, the empty valley is singing, the clear flow of water, into the eyes of the number of golden scales in the Boman dance, bypassing the water law, next to the wall is a simple table of eight immortals, the whole body is made of small leaves of red sandalwood, Fushan Shouhai is embellished among them, on both sides are two circle chairs separated, although not red sandalwood but also with good Indonesian ebony carefully built, because the time is somewhat long, The two hoop chairs have a golden sheen and look magnificent.

Liu Sheng looked around and found that this living room was completely designed in accordance with the ancient living room, all the furnishings and furniture were made of good mahogany, and there were some gorgeous Ming and Qing dynasty porcelains on display on the Duobao Pavilion, and the wall in front of the table of the Eight Immortals was actually a bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao, which was rich and elegant.

"Hehe, Xiao Liu is not bad." Hao Lao said to Liu Sheng with a smile, his pride was overflowing, it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the living environment here.

"Well, the local design is not bad, especially Hao Lao, your environment here has initially achieved integration with nature, which is very pleasing to the eye, especially the water method in this living room, which brings a bit of coolness out of thin air, and is definitely a work of ingenuity." Liu Sheng gently took a sip of the fragrant tea sent by Sister-in-law Wu, nodded lightly and said.

Although the architectural environment here still has a lot of room for transformation in the eyes of the Demon Mirror Spirit, it is already perfect in Liu Sheng's eyes, and he doesn't want to pick and choose against his conscience.

"Old Hao, you are the top Xinyang Maojian, it seems that there is still a hint of shyness of a daughter, and this water is the spring water of the collected Hupao Spring." Liu Sheng put down the teacup and said softly.

"Okay, you old guy, I've begged this Xinyang hairy tip several times, but you don't take it out, it seems that our decades-long friendship has been in vain." As soon as Liu Sheng's words fell, Song Lao's voice suddenly sounded in the living room, it turned out that Song Lao finally came in a hurry, and couldn't help but joke at Hao Lao.

Hao Lao glanced at him, and said with some sneer, "For you? It's not in vain that you spoil my good tea, and besides, do you know how to do swordsmanship? ”

"Uh." Song Lao was directly speechless by Hao Lao's choking, and looked at him angrily, it turned out that in his eyes, milk is a mother, and he sat depressedly on the circle chair next to Hao Lao, grabbed the teapot, and poured himself a drink.

"Hey, hey, old fellow, you leave me some." Hao Lao looked at Song Lao's appearance of drinking, and suddenly became anxious, and snatched the teapot in Song Lao's hand, his face full of pain.

"Stingy." Looking at Hao Lao's appearance, Song Lao muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"What did you say?" Hao Lao was so angry that his face was flushed, and he could almost spew fire from his two small eyes, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at Song Lao in a trembling manner.

This Xinyang Maojian has a history, it is the legendary 'lip tea' that Hao Lao worked hard to find, sealed in a fine porcelain jar has a history of nearly 100 years, it is said that an official in Xinyang during the Republic of China in order to please the then President Yuan Shikai specially ordered people to refine it, after several turns, only these few taels of Xinyang Maojian's 'lip tea' fell into the hands of Hao Lao, if it wasn't for Liu Sheng today, he was reluctant to take it out and drink it, how can he not feel distressed when he saw Song Lao Niu chewing peonies.

"Look at your slamming appearance, I still have a few taels of rock tea from Wuyi Mountain Jiulong, and I will compensate you for Ming'er." Song Lao looked at Hao Lao with disdain, he usually doesn't particularly like to drink tea, but his favorite is Blue Mountain coffee produced in Colombia, so he doesn't feel distressed at all about the mother tree tea leaves of Wuyi Mountain, which have been banned and auctioned.

"That Hao Lao, when are we going to look at the knife left by Little Japan?" Seeing the two arguing, Liu Sheng was speechless for a while, so he had to divert the topic.

"Hmph, for Xiao Liu's sake, I don't care about you today." Hao Lao Yu glanced at Song Lao angrily, and said to Liu Sheng, "Let's go, Xiao Liu, let's go upstairs." ”

Leaving Song Lao, Liu Sheng was dragged up to the third floor of the villa, according to Hao Lao himself, all his proud works and some of his apprentices' proud works were placed in the attic on the third floor, and the treasure knife left by the little Nippon Mura Masashi was also placed there.

The furnishings on the third floor are particularly plain, just a simple painting, and the rest are some ventilation equipment to keep the room ventilated and dry, and prevent the sword from being rusted and corroded. Hao Lao's work is now sealed in a large iron box, not to see the light of day, there is also a seal on it, it can be seen that the sinister intentions of the little devil, on the snow-white wall hung more than a dozen various kinds of swords, swords, full of ancient atmosphere, it can be seen that these swords are some years old.

Without Hao Lao's words, Liu Sheng took a few steps forward and randomly took off a sword on the wall, wrapped in a scabbard made of shark skin, about three feet six inches long, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with two gorgeous rubies, almost reaching the appearance of pigeon's blood. Liu Sheng only looked at it carefully a few times, but he didn't pull the sword out of its sheath.

"The sword is three feet long, made of stainless steel, its texture is like flowing water, the rivers and lakes are reckless, and the desert is lonely and the smoke lingers, but unfortunately the technique is slightly rough, it is not a good sword, it can only be regarded as a medium-quality Longquan sword, which was produced at the end of the Ming Dynasty." Liu Sheng closed his eyes, felt the faint aura on the sword, and said eloquently.

Liu Sheng's hand is called Liangshanmen, although he was introduced by Song Lao, he praised it in front of Hao Lao, Hao Lao He was very polite, and he also recognized Liu Sheng's means, but he didn't really have a sword, and he was still a little unconfident, after all, it was about his baby's most difficult future, and Hao Lao couldn't be cautious. Liu Sheng is now using stunts to establish Hao Lao's confidence.

"Ah, yes, this Longquan sword is a famous swordsmith in the late Ming Dynasty, Zhang Yousan created, it is said that a furnace specially opened for one of his friends in the rivers and lakes, and the most common was obtained by the general Zhong Hui of the Qing Dynasty, and it became his sword, and this shark skin scabbard was later matched." Hao Lao was stunned by Liu Sheng's hand, he didn't look at the sword itself, just relying on his own breath sense, he looked at this Longquan sword seventy-seven eighty-eight, this kind of unpredictable skill made him not surprised.

"Quack."

Liu Sheng pressed the tension spring, this Longquan sword came out of its sheath, a cold light flashed in the air, Sen Han's murderous aura came out of his body, and the hair on his body couldn't help but explode, it was really a blood-drinking murder weapon, and the strange texture of the sword body was looming.

"In the past, there were Zeng Congzi and Xue Zhu, and now there is Liu Sheng, the magic of the sword is unpredictable, and I am honest." Song Lao applauded on the side, watching Liu Sheng's wonderful performance, he couldn't help but get excited.

"That Hao Lao, can you let me see the treasure knife left by the little devil now?" Liu Sheng looked at Hao Lao sincerely and asked slowly.

"That katana on the wall is." Hao Lao had long been impressed by Liu Sheng's skills, so he didn't have any reason to disagree, and pointed to the katana on the wall without hesitation.

Japan's katana, originally born from the Tang sword, and later after many improvements, it has today's appearance, the full name of the plane broken forging compound dark light pattern blade, is one of the three famous blades, according to the length of the shape is divided into, too knife, hit knife, wakicha, short knife, etc., since ancient times as a weapon used at the same time for its beautiful shape is known, many famous knives are collected as works of art, and have the meaning of the soul of the samurai.

Liu Sheng followed Hao Lao's point, took off the katana on the wall, and found that it was a typical sword, and the shape should be something from the Tokugawa shogunate.

Liu Sheng did not hesitate to pull out the katana scabbard, and found that there were many scriptures densely engraved on it, and he couldn't help but shout: "Myofa Muramasa." ”

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