Chapter 60: The Quarrel

I couldn't help but look at the old man in surprise, but he was calm and relaxed while drinking tea, while constantly sending snacks to his mouth, with a look of the next thing to be discussed, he didn't care about the next thing to discuss, which made my mood more and more uneasy.

The old man and their group must have discussed it in advance, so the purpose of coming to the strange place this time is on me and the fat man. Thinking of this, I muttered in my heart, looking at this battle, the matter must be not small, and the master is not here, so I am somewhat worried, but now that the fifth master has not spoken, I can't directly refuse him first, I can only listen to what is important.

However, I know very well in my heart that as long as the fifth master opens his mouth, there will be no room for turnaround.

My premonition is as accurate as a thunderbolt, and what the fifth master said next, I was shocked and dumbfounded, but I didn't expect that I went to Shandong, and there were earth-shaking changes in the capital.

First of all, the robbery of the antique store of the fifth master turned out to be the fuse of the great struggle between the north and the south. Now the inverted fighting craftsmen of various forces in the south have gathered in the capital, and there have been various frictions with the inverted fighting craftsmen in the capital, large and small, as a result, the snowball is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it has evolved into a rush incident, and a bloody storm has suddenly set off in the capital, and the two sides have suffered heavy casualties. In the end, it seemed to alarm the authorities, and the two sides had to negotiate a solution. Who knows that the representatives sent by the two sides are arguing with reason. They all want to divide the superiority and inferiority, discuss the advantages and disadvantages, and argue with each other. In the end, there was almost a big fight, but the reason was not discussed, and the situation was in a never-ending stalemate.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a hundred-year-old inverted fighting technique who had lived in seclusion on the mountain for many years appeared to mediate, saying that we also have rules that have been passed down thousands of years ago, the so-called "winner is king". The north and the south might as well have a "fight" to gain a second score.

Words: I have heard of cockfighting, dog fighting, and cricket fighting. What is this "fight"?

And the next words of the fifth master gave the answer. In fact, fighting is fighting skills, more than ability. For example, in ancient times, the "battle of thieves and kings" was to choose one thing in advance. The thieves steal it according to their ability. The first to succeed is revered as the king of thieves. To put it simply, the things that are usually selected as stolen are rare treasures, and the storage places are heavily guarded and heavy, and they are not easy to take.

The concept of "fighting" is roughly the same, that is, finding a "fight" and then stealing a specific object in it. The first security thief wins, and the team that is on top is the winner. Become a Venerable.

And the fight between the five masters and them this time started with "looking for a fight". Both the north and the south agreed with the old man's suggestion, so they discussed the location of the fight, and finally they agreed on the same opinion, and they both wanted to find an extremely difficult fight, and the result turned out to be a fighting room that was almost legendary.

And the "fight" of this legend itself is in a place full of legends, because there is no way to verify history.

After the fifth master roughly described the matter, my heart was half cold, I was really afraid of something. Needless to say, the purpose of their visit must have been to drag me and the fat man into the water. In terms of favor and responsibility, the fat man and I have no reason to refuse. However, the water was so deep that we would have to be drowned in the wave. I couldn't help but beat a drum in my heart, so I secretly looked at the fat man out of the corner of my eye. In the end, this big brother turned out to be an expression of going to the soup and never giving up, and expecting him to cooperate with me to shirk it, it seems that there is no play.

At this point, the room was so quiet that I could hear a needle dropping, and everyone's inquiring eyes were about to shoot me through, and these grandsons were waiting for me to bite the bait themselves. I still have a smile on my face, but I can't stop sighing in my heart, such a big thing has happened to the inverted fighting craftsmen in the capital, Yishiju should bear the brunt, the master's face can't be lost, I and the fat man will have to mix in the capital in the future, this time I don't get ahead, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in this industry in the future.

After thinking about it, I gritted my teeth and said, "These southern barbarians are really bold, don't give them a little look, they don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has." Moreover, this time, the old man personally went out of the mountain to lead the team, and we naturally went there happily. With the old man here, we must be drinking wine and smoking, and we can easily solve the problem, don't you say? ”

Hearing that I agreed to join the gang after a while, everyone seemed to be relieved, and immediately echoed with a smile. I can see that only the fat man who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead can laugh out loud.

The others are all ghosts, secretly thinking about their little Jiujiu.

This upcoming journey will definitely be a lot of internal and external troubles, anti-virus, anti-corpse, anti-trap, and people!

After sending away the group of people from the fifth master, I was finally able to calm down and think about these things that had happened recently. I suddenly remembered that there were still a lot of things to be dealt with in Master's secret room.

When I returned to the inner room, I saw the fat man and Tianyu, dressed as an aunt, chatting enthusiastically around the table, and there was a tattered backpack on the table.

I walked over to the table, sat down, and glanced at the strangely dressed Tianyu. I was in no mood to pay attention to her machinations now, and I glanced at the fat man again, remembering the innocent and brainless passion he had just been in the hall, and I didn't bother to scold him. I looked at the backpack on the table, it should be that the fat man couldn't wait to take it out of Master's secret room. Originally, I wanted to avoid Tianyu to check the things brought out of the Western Han tomb, but it was already on the surface, so I simply began to flip through the backpack silently. When they saw that my face was cloudy, they probably saw that I was not in a good mood, so they stopped playing and watched my movements quietly.

The tattered backpack was already scattered, I directly reached into a large hole in the top of the backpack, pulled out an object from it, and after holding it in my hand, I realized that it was the ancient picture scroll, untied the ribbon tied on it, and spread the picture scroll on the table. Now I look at the appearance of a thousand years ago on the paper, with my clothes and hair fluttering in gold hoops, I still feel very magical, and I still feel a little awkward in my heart.

Tianyu softly recited the verses on the ancient scroll, and then his brows couldn't help but frown more and more, and he was silent, not knowing what to think.

The fat man said with an unfathomable face: "This painting is unknown. ”

After listening to the fat man's words, I felt displeased, and asked him very puzzled: "You, where do you see that this painting is unknown?" I think it's pretty good when I look at it. ”

The fat man replied, still with the same unfathomable expression, "A feeling." ”

After listening to him, I was so angry that I almost vomited blood, and I didn't bother to reason with him, but I looked at Tianyu very attentively, and found that her expression was ever-changing, as if I felt a little resistant to this painting, and I refused to look at the scroll with my eyes.

Identification of ancient calligraphy and painting, need "one word, two paintings and three seals", this picture scroll does not have any traces of inscription and seal, only a paragraph of the "inscription", it is speculated that the author himself wrote, but the content is obscure, can not understand what it means. The paper of the scroll is "hemp plant fiber", but it was made by the papermaking technology of the Han Dynasty at that time. Although I was curious about the figure on the scroll, I had to give up my research on it, thinking that I would find a time to bring it with me and show it to the master appraisal, and maybe I could learn something from it.

I rolled up the scroll in displeasure, set it aside, and continued rummaging through my backpack.

At this time, the fat man opened his mouth to mention the matter of the old man, and I stopped the movements in my hand, at this time I had a stomach full of anger and no place to vent, and the fat man mentioned this stubble at this time.

I asked the fat man in a very kind tone: "Do you know that I am afraid that this matter of the old man and them will be more auspicious." ”

The fat man said with a nonchalant face, "I know." ”

My anger reached my throat, and when I saw the fat man's attitude, I couldn't suppress my anger anymore, and almost said to the fat man with a roar: "You know, and you still follow the blind coaxing, and you don't know how to look at my eyes." ”

When the fat man saw me yelling at him, he was stunned at first, I had never yelled at him since I was a child, he was startled at first, and then probably because of the rain, his face was a little unbearable, and his face was suffocated into the color of pig liver, so he also yelled at me: "You are just convulsive, what are you yelling at me?" Is there room for a turning point in what the old man said? Can we not go? ”

I knew that what the fat man said was the truth, but he didn't want to admit defeat, so he yelled at him: "Why is there no room for a turn." ”

The fat man looked at me with an angry face, and actually sneered and said, "Fake Sven, you girl, you are afraid of death, right?" ”

The fat man must have been angry, and he made the mistake of talking again. But listening to him ridicule me for being afraid of death, I couldn't help but glance at Tianyu sitting next to me, she was very cramped and uneasy, with an expression of fear that the two of us would fight, and I immediately scolded myself in my heart: Why do you care about Tianyu's opinion of me.

My eyes were round, and I glared at the fat man angrily and said, "Go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, when have I ever been afraid, master?" Even if Lord Yama is standing in front of the little master, I dare to reason with him, you say that I will be afraid of death, get the ball. Lao Tzu is afraid of everything, but he is not afraid of death. ”

The fat man still said sarcastically: "Don't be afraid, why do you want to refuse the old man's suggestion." After all, it's not that I'm afraid of death and don't want to go. (To be continued......)