The Shenjian Houhou Mansion is in the imperial capital, the mansion is very large, and the scale is very magnificent, but the high walls of the mansion are quite old, but it is very similar to the situation of the Shenjian Houfu in the past hundred years.

In Su rì, there are many people outside the house, and now it is not the time when the relics of the sword are on display, it stands to reason that no one will visit, but at this moment, there is a very jīng carriage parked outside the house, and even the horses pulling the carriage are the best horses in the capital.

In the living room of the Hou Mansion, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt sat on a wooden chair on the left, his face was elegant, and his eyes occasionally flashed, looking very jīng.

He looked at the living room furnishings of the Hou Mansion with a vague look, and although his gaze wandered a little, it was not disgusting at all.

Not long after, a young man in a purple robe walked in from the outside, with a white marble pendant hanging from his waist, although his face was ordinary, but his temperament was noble.

"Boss Shen, what kind of wind actually blew you here today?" When the young man entered the hall, he smiled.

The middle-aged man stood up and bowed, and said with a smile: "Little Marquis, I didn't bother you when I came to visit today, right?" ”

"Where, where, please be seated."

The two of them sat down in the hall one after another, and the young man was none other than the fifth-generation great-grandson of Shenjian Hou, Mu Jianfeng.

Mu Jianfeng held the teacup in one hand, looked at Boss Shen and smiled slightly, and his mind turned, in fact, he could probably guess the other party's intention today.

This Boss Shen is a well-known wealthy businessman in Beijing, it is said that the business is all over the world, the rich party, and there is a Jubao Zhai under it, specializing in the world's treasures.

Thinking of these, it is not difficult to guess the meaning of this Boss Shen.

The two talked lightly for a while, and the cup of tea was almost half drunk, Mu Jianfeng remained silent, and after a while, it was finally Boss Shen who said first: "Little Hou Ye, I heard that the Hou Mansion will exhibit the relics of the Divine Sword Hou in a few days, is this matter serious?" ”

Mu Jianfeng said lightly: "The ancestors of the Mu family once left a group of training, if the children of the Mu family have not practiced the wonderful swordsmanship left by the ancestors within a hundred years, then the relics must be made public, and outstanding people will be invited to understand together, so that the ancestors' mastery will not be buried." ”

Boss Shen's eyes flashed, knowing that most of this little marquis did not lie, and the Divine Sword Marquis Mansion had indeed not produced any masters in the past hundred years, so that his status in the hearts of the royal family had dropped again and again, and now he could still keep the title of a divine sword marquis, most likely because of the face of the marquis who was a god of swordsmanship more than a hundred years ago.

"Little Hou Ye, there may be a sentence that may seem a little presumptuous, but I have been admiring the Divine Sword Hou for a long time, and I don't know that the Little Hou Ye may cut the relics of the Divine Sword Hou, as for the price, the little Hou Ye can open his mouth casually."

Boss Shen has a lot of money, and as soon as these words came out, he was categorical, and it seemed that no matter what price Mu Jianfeng offered, he would gladly accept it.

But Mu Jianfeng just smiled noncommittally and said, "In this case, it is most likely to disappoint Boss Shen." Although there are many children of our Mu family, they have not been able to inherit the mantle of the ancestors, but they will not rely on the relics of the ancestors to make profits, Boss Shen, if there is nothing else, then please forgive me for accompanying you. ”

When these words are spoken, it naturally means opening the door to send off guests.

Boss Shen smiled slightly, knowing that he was afraid that he and his party were going to return in vain, but there was no disappointment on his face, and said, "Then I will say goodbye." ”

"No."

After Boss Shen came out of the Hou Mansion, he got into the carriage, only to see a figure wearing a black sè cloak in the carriage, with the brim of the hat hanging low, covering the whole face.

"Young master, Mu Jianfeng's tone is very tight, and we are afraid that the relics of the Divine Sword Hou will not be able to be directly obtained through trading."

The figure nodded and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, these things will be announced to the world sooner or later." However, the Divine Sword Hou Mansion really took a stinky move this time, without this thing, can they still be called the Divine Sword Hou Mansion? Hum! ”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded slowly, and the carriage gradually drove out of the street.

Three days later, the Shenjian Houfu brought the relics left by the Shenjian Hou a hundred years ago to a manor in Yunmeng Mountain, more than 80 miles outside the city, and it was here that the relics were ready to be exhibited.

This manor is built on the mountainside of Yunmeng Mountain, it is a private property of Shenjian Houfu, the whole Yunmeng Mountain is about four or five hundred zhang high, that is, halfway up the mountainside, there are more than two hundred zhang from the ground, and there are clouds from time to time on all sides.

The manor house is built on a hill, and behind it is a very open flat land.

"Little Hou Ye, we have already moved things over." A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper suddenly said to Mu Jianfeng, who was standing with his hands in his hands.

Mu Jianfeng nodded, turned around, eight teams of centaurs were carrying eight huge objects about two feet tall and walked slowly, the huge objects were covered with black cloth, making people unable to see the situation inside, a team of strong men seven or eight people carried in groups, but at the moment they were still very struggling, and they didn't know what was inside.

"Boom!"

The huge objects were placed one by one in the open flat land behind the village, and according to Mu Jianfeng's instructions, a regular gossip shape was arranged, and a vacant space more than ten zhang long was deliberately set aside in the middle.

"Alright, you all go down." Mu Jianfeng looked at the eight huge objects covered in black cloth, and suddenly showed a trace of amazement on his face, and waved his hand to the others, asking them to retreat.

"Yes."

The group slowly retreated, leaving only Mu Jianfeng standing in place with a complicated face.

"Is it true that the glory of the ancestors can only be restored by outsiders?"

This rì, finally arrived at the rìzi where the relics of the Divine Sword Hou were exhibited, and suddenly there were many people coming and going on Yunmeng Mountain, including many young heroes and masters from all walks of life in the capital.

After a while, two groups of people on the mountainside arrived one after another, each team of more than seven or eight people, all of them were young men in luxurious clothes.

The first to come up was Chen Qi, who had fought with Ling Jing in the Seven Phoenix Tower, but at this moment he was surrounded by everyone in the center, but his face was a little pale.

In the latter row, the first person was a handsome-faced, lazy young man in a strong suit, with two silver long sticks on his back, on which were carved tiger and dragon glyphs.

The seven or eight people behind him are also some sons and daughters with outstanding temperaments, and their appearance is extraordinary.

As soon as Chen Qi saw this person coming up, he immediately laughed and said, "It turned out that the little marquis of the Paradise Marquis Mansion had arrived, and he was disrespectful and disrespectful. Although he said "disrespectful" in his words, he had an expression of disrespect on his face.

"Yo, isn't this the young master Chen of the Shilang family?" The young man in the strong suit didn't know when he took a piece of grass in his mouth, suddenly stretched his waist, and said: "Why does Young Master Chen look not very good today, oops, it's amazing, could it be that Young Master Chen was too fierce last night, ten times a night, and this damaged his anger?" ”

The crowd behind him burst into laughter.

Chen Qi's face was sèyīn sinking, and when he was sucked by Ling Jing with "sucking stars", he lost a lot of internal force and jīng qi for no reason, and until now he didn't know what was going on.

Now that he was humiliated in front of him, he immediately said coldly: "Tang Hao, I advise you not to be too arrogant." My senior brother has been in retreat for half a year, and the realm of swordsmanship has reached a higher level, this Yinghua banquet, you just wait and see. ”

Tang Hao's eyes flashed, and then he said nonchalantly: "Really? I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Humph!"

Chen Qi snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and took his friend into the village.

Tang Hao looked at the backs of Chen Qi and the others thoughtfully, and touched his chin.

"Little Marquis, did you say that Chen Qi was bluffing just now, or did Yi Xiaolou really make a breakthrough again, wanting to win the championship at the Yinghua banquet and please the princess?" A tall boy beside him said in a deep voice.

Tang Hao pondered for a moment, then suddenly spit out the grass in his mouth, and said, "It doesn't matter if he is true or not, when has the heir of our Tang family's overlord spear ever flinched in fear." And in the Yinghua banquet for three consecutive years, I have no match with Yi Xiaolou, this time, it is indeed time to make a decision. ”

The group soon entered the village.

And at this moment, Ling Jing had just stepped on the mountain road at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain, and in order to help him get the qualifications to come to this place, it took a lot of effort from Oxfam.

The relics of the Divine Sword Hou are on display today, naturally not everyone is qualified to come here to pay respects, the invitations issued by the Divine Sword Candidate Mansion are actually not many, and the people invited are almost all the children of famous families near the Jingshi, like Ling Jing, a person born in the rivers and lakes who was born ordinary, if there is no Oxfam to help operate, I am afraid that he is not qualified to come here at all.

"I can't imagine that I owe Oxfam a favor again."

Ling Jing walked on the mountain road, and suddenly sighed, owing Oxfam a favor, wouldn't that be a debt to Dongchang, I am afraid that there will definitely be a lot of trouble after Rì.

After walking for half an hour, I finally went halfway up the mountain, and a large manor suddenly came into view.

"Looks like this is it." Ling Jing saw that many masters had entered the manor here, and immediately stepped forward. There are two rows of people at the door who are in charge of checking the invitations.

"Childe, please show us the invitation."

Ling Jing nodded, took out the invitation card from Oxfam from his arms, and handed it over.

After the few people finished checking, they handed it back respectfully, bowed down and said, "Son, please come in." ”

When I entered the manor, soon a servant came up to lead the way, passed through a large garden in front of me, passed through the atrium, and walked for a long time, before I came to a large flat field behind the manor.

At this moment, there are already many people standing here, or a few people together, or standing alone in the corner, all of them are some masters with extraordinary bearing, and most of them are young people.

"Brother, are you here to try your luck too?" Suddenly, a young man with a slightly chubby face bumped Ling Jing's arm and said in a low voice.

Ling Jingshen moved, and saw that there were only eight tall strip-shaped objects in the huge clearing, covered with black cloth, and he couldn't see the situation inside clearly for a while, so he nodded to the person next to him and said, "Let's just join in the fun." (To be continued.) )