He seemed to see nine Aunt Shu smiling at him.

Eight living people, one dead man......

In a trance, Zhao Rang saw Aunt Shu handing him something.

When I looked closely, it was the black steel knife that I handed over to Zhang Zong.

Zhao Rang didn't take his knife immediately, but squinted his eyes and stared at Aunt Shu's eyes, trying to dig out all the secrets from her cat's eyes.

Aunt Shu didn't dodge and looked at her without hesitation.

Zhao Rang looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see the reason, so he had to reach out and take his knife.

With a pop, Zhao Rang pulled out his knife.

It is black and inky, narrow and straight.

After using this period of time, Zhao Rang found that the aura of the sword body was getting more and more chilling.

"Good knives!"

"This black steel knife is not the one in your Zhao family's Baidao Hall, where did you get it? There are still people in the world who can cast black steel knives? ”

As soon as Zhao Rang's black steel knife came out of the sheath, Bai Hezi's eyes were hooked.

A good horse with a good saddle, a sword with a hero.

For Bai Hezi, who loves blades, a good sword is like a peerless beauty stripped naked in his eyes!

"It was given to me by a senior, and this was his saber."

As soon as Zhao Rang finished speaking, Bai Hezi asked in surprise:

"How could Shang Eleven give you his saber?"

Zhao Rang was not surprised that Bai Hezi knew Shang Eleven.

The Northern Sword King is famous, and his martial arts cultivation has also reached the realm of a great grandmaster, and he also looks like a bit of a fairy wind dao bone in appearance, but he is somewhat similar to the white crane.

"That old fellow is a notoriously iron rooster! Except for his precious apprentice, who asks him for something and won't give it, how do you do it? ”

Bai Hezi immediately became more interested in Zhao Rang than ever before.

Zhao Rang pulled out the knife just now, but he felt stuffy in his heart, and wanted to release a little.

Unexpectedly, it attracted such a burning question from Bai Hezi.

Facing his earnest gaze, Zhao Rang felt very uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said:

"I am fighting with his precious apprentice, and I use this black steel knife as a color head. His apprentice lost, so the knife fell into my hands. ”

The white crane nodded meaningfully.

He had seen Shang Shiyi's apprentice's skills.

In time, he will definitely be able to carry the name of his master's 'Northern Sword King'.

Shang Shiyi, as his old friend, is a good drinker, and from time to time he will come to Baihe Mountain to find him for a drink.

When the two meet, they are both old, and at most they tease each other verbally, but they don't really get angry.

But among the junior apprentices, they are all vigorous young people.

Standing there bare-shouldered, you can have the will to draw your sword and compare the sword with each other.

Although Bai Hezi is a landlord, it is a pity that his disciples did not give him a long face......

In his impression, Shang Shiyi's apprentices had competed with his disciples of the same generation in Baiheshan four times.

Only one of them was a draw, and the other three were all lost.

And that draw was also a bit of a win, the specific reason for which Bai Hezi has always been tight-lipped and no one knows except for the people present that day.

At this time, I heard that Zhao Rang won his apprentice in front of Shang Shiyi, an old guy who protected calves to the end, and I couldn't help but re-evaluate Zhao Rang in my heart!

Although his father Zhao Boyi has ascended to the second grade, it is a pseudo-realm. Nothing among the real masters.

Bai Hezi remembered that the last time he saw Zhao Boyi, he said with a straight face that in the future, the Zhao family would definitely have a person who really ascended to the realm of the second grade, rather than a pseudo-realm like him. At that time, Bai Hezi and the others present still scoffed at this, and now when they saw the black steel knife in Zhao Rang's hand, they knew that Zhao Boyi was not drunk and bragging that day, but what he said was true.

Potential, although it has not yet been transformed into strength, is also part of strength.

People with potential, as long as they don't go astray, will have the corresponding strength sooner or later.

And when it doesn't have such strength, the potential can be regarded as a golden signboard!

"It seems that the Zhao family's Hundred Blades Hall can finally have a real heir!"

Bai Hezi sighed.

According to the ancestral teachings of the Zhao family, the heir of Baidaotang must be a swordsman who has ascended to the second grade realm.

At present, in the entire Zhao family, the highest cultivation is Zhao Rang's father, Zhao Boyi.

But after all, there is an extra word "pseudo" in the pseudo realm, which is not real.

Bai Hezi's implication is naturally that Zhao Rang's future cultivation can remove this pseudo-character, and then inherit the Zhao family's Hundred Swords Hall in a dignified manner.

"The Taoist chief praised it falsely, and the kid is ashamed!"

Zhao Rang quickly put away the knife and put it beside him.

There are some words that don't do any good to listen to in advance.

Whether it is learning literature or cultivating martial arts, there are many examples of "when you are young, big may not be good".

Zhao Rang clearly knows that potential is important, but potential can only become real strength when it is stimulated by hard work, otherwise it is a castle in the air and useless.

"Dao Chang's eyes are really vicious, otherwise Zhao Gongzi's reward is even higher than the two combined!"

Aunt Shu said along with Bai Hezi's words.

The fullness of her chest had stretched her clothes to the limit, but Aunt Shu still inserted two fingers into it from the side and pulled out a piece of paper from it.

Zhao Rang has already seen the format of this piece of paper twice.

No need to ask, it's still a sea fishing paperwork.

Combined with what Aunt Shu just said, it is not difficult to guess that this sea fishing document was made by Zhao.

Aunt Shu didn't open it, but handed it directly to Zhao Rang.

After Zhao Rang took it, he saw that his crime was murder, but the reward was a thousand taels more than the sum of Master Shiding and the White Crane Dao Chief!

But soon Zhao Rang figured out the reason.

It's not because he's more powerful than Master Shiding and Daoist White Crane, but because the crimes he has committed are much more serious than these two.

"Aunt Shu, how many years have we known each other?"

Zhao Rang asked as he detained his sea fishing paperwork.

Aunt Shu had already prepared an answer to this question, and blurted out:

"Seven years."

Zhao Rang was amazed and sighed:

"It's been seven years, and I didn't even see that you were from the Investigation Division."

Aunt Shu didn't hide it, and uncharacteristically took out the honesty that only Master Shi Ding had, and said:

"Because you didn't care about any of this before this trip to the Western Regions. As long as people don't care, they don't think about it at all. ”

Zhao Rang acquiesced to Aunt Shu's statement.

If it weren't for the fact that he got to know Yuan Mingkong by mistake this time, the two of them went deep into the Western Regions together, and after so many incidents, he still didn't have a clear concept of the Investigation Division.

Before going to the Western Regions, Zhao Rang only knew that the Investigation Division was an existence that the prefects everywhere could not provoke, and there was nothing that the Investigation Division wanted to do. If you want to find someone, there is nothing you can't find. Other than that, I don't know anything.

Even if he knew this, he felt that the Investigation Division was too far away from him, and he should not have any intersection in this life.

Who would have thought that everything is fate, and it is not up to anyone!

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

Aunt Shu was very strange why Zhao Rang didn't continue. But Zhao Rang wondered what she meant.

"I haven't found you to have such good patience in the past seven years!"

Zhao Rang said with a smile:

"Because you see me at the wine table."

When it comes to drinking, Zhao Rang is the most impatient.

However, for many other things, he was willing to wait.

It is a big trouble for this sea fishing document to be placed on others, but Zhao Rang is not in a hurry at all, so his emotion is a simple emotion, not an introduction to the later words.

"In the evening, there will be a banquet in the garden on the first floor, and you are invited to go."

Aunt Shu touched a nail that was neither hard nor soft in Zhao Rang, which was a bit self-deprecating, so she simply changed the topic and prepared to leave.

Zhao Rang came back and said:

"If anyone who commits something is treated like this, I'm afraid the first floor won't be able to fit tomorrow!"

Aunt Shu turned her head and said-for-tat:

"If we can make the mistake of entering the first floor, then our northern border is really full of talents, and the return of the south must be a matter of fingertips!

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In the back garden, curtains were hung up and lights were lit in the evening.

Looking from the window of Master Shiding's house, there were many people in the curtain, and many people were busy.

Each of these people has a food box in their hands, and they come and go, serving wine and food.

"Monk, are you going to this banquet?"

Bai Hezi asked with a wicked smile.

When Zhao Rangzheng wondered why he asked like this, there was a strong smell of meat and wine wafting from the garden.

Monks are not allowed to drink alcohol, and monks are not allowed to eat meat. This is a monastic precept that must not be broken.

It was this that the White Crane used to squeeze the Master of Shiding and make him in a dilemma.

"Amitabha, as a suspect who turned himself in before, the poor monk can get such courtesy, of course, there is no reason not to go."

Master Shi Ding said it very sincerely, but Zhao Rang listened to it with a treacherous implication

After pondering for a while, he couldn't grasp the key to it, only to hear the white crane Taoist say again:

"So you're going to break the vows? Have you bodhisattvas agreed? ”

Zhao Rang held back a smile, wanting to see how Master Shiding would deal with it this time.

Master Shiding's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said word by word:

"It doesn't matter whether the Bodhisattva agrees or not, what matters is whether the poor monk himself is willing or not. If you can see the truth in your heart, having the truth is the cause of becoming a Buddha. Don't seek Buddha from the truth, looking for all fools! ”

Zhao Rang's expression gradually became serious.

Although Master Shi Ding's words were in reply to Bai Hezi's Daoist, Zhao Rang always felt that he was nodding himself.

The last four sentences of the Buddha's verse, Zhao Rang listened to it and didn't understand it.

Basically, it means to follow your own heart and not be deceived by external objects. If you get lost in the external search, you are ridiculously stupid.

However, after thinking about it in accordance with what happened to him today, Zhao Rang still didn't find any connection between the two.

"The stinky monk said something human...... If you don't drink wine and don't eat meat, you still talk about what idiots and idiots, do you dare to eat it if you give it to yourself? You don't even dare to step on ants. ”

The white crane threw Master Shi Ding a blue and white eye, then picked up his sword and prepared to go to the garden for a banquet.

"Who said the poor monk didn't dare? See for yourself here! ”

Master Shi Ding pointed to his heart, smiled kindly, and his body was jerked up, but without leaving the door, he jumped out of the open window, landed in the garden, and strode towards the curtain.