Chapter 215: Gift of the Sword
Chen ...... Brother Chen, do you think Lu Langjun will come tonight?"
Wang Mo asked with a hesitant expression.
Chen Tang shrugged: "You heard it just now, he asked me to wait." Since you let go of the cruel words, you will naturally come back to the field. β
Wang Mo said in a panic: "If you really come, what should you do?"
"Kill it. β
Chen Tang's eyes flashed with light, and he said lightly.
"Killed?"
Wang Mo was taken aback, and then a look of hope flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and knelt down: "Brother Chen, please take action and kill that villain." β
Chen Tang quipped: "You didn't say that just now, but I think I made a move and caused trouble to your family." β
Wang Mo sneered: "I didn't know that Brother Chen was a master, so my words were offended, and I asked Brother Chen to forgive me." β
Chen Tang disagreed, and he had insight into Wang Mo's mentality. But he didn't want to kill this guy just to help people. After all, Lu Langjun came again, but he came directly to him.
Wang Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Chen, please wait a moment. β
With that, he turned back to his room. After a while, he walked out with an object in his hand. It seemed that it was a sword: "Brother Chen, this sword is passed down by my ancestors, I saw you with your bare hands, and specially took out this sword as a gift." β
Chen Tang took it, and his hand was slightly heavy, feeling the weight, which was quite suitable. Seeing that the scabbard was made of a gray-black leather, I don't know how many years had passed, and the luster of the pulp appeared on the skin, and I thought that before that, it must have been often touched.
Immediately asked: "Wang Gongzi's ancestor practiced martial arts?"
Wang Mo sighed: "My great-grandfather once gave him the post of guerrilla general, but when it came to my grandfather's generation, he gave up martial arts and followed literature. β
Hearing this, Chen Tang couldn't help but puff out his eyes. If this sword has really been passed down for several generations, I am afraid that it has become an antique, and it is unknown whether it can be used.
Wang Mo observed his words and said busily: "Brother Chen, this sword has always been well maintained at home, and it is still sharp, you can see it at a glance." β
There is no need for him to say it, Chen Tang will also draw his sword out of the sheath and see it clearly.
With a clang, the long sword came out of its sheath, but it was clear and clear, and a forest aura permeated.
"Good sword!"
Chen Tang couldn't help but praise, then opened his eyes and looked at it seriously. Look at this sword is about three feet long. The blade is fresh, the spine is slightly raised, the lines are straight, and there are stripes on the sword.
This is indeed a well-made sword, and I don't know what materials and techniques are used to make it able to withstand the erosion of the long years without losing a single bit. See also on the hilt of the wooden sword, inscribed with two words: broken jade.
This should be the name of this sword.
Generally speaking, a sword has a name, which often means that it can become a sword, or a famous sword.
Chen Tang's wrist shook slightly, and he picked up the sword flower. There was a buzzing sound, and the sound cleared up.
Swish!
The tip of the sword shook violently, and there was no trembling at all, and it looked very stable.
When Wang Mo saw it, he quickly praised: "Brother Chen is good at swordsmanship. β
He was still worried that Chen Tang would not be able to use a sword, but now it seems that worrying is purely superfluous. This is better, you can use a sword, which is equivalent to more weapons, and against Lu Langjun and others, the chances of winning will be greatly increased.
Lu Langjun would break into Wang's house almost once a month, ruining the Wang family, as a husband, Wang Mo couldn't fight, there was no way to complain, and he was both angry and humiliated. Tonight, Chen Tang came and said that there was a way to kill Lu Langjun, Wang Mo was overjoyed, and he did not hesitate to give away the ancestral sword, just to get rid of this nightmare forever.
Holding the broken jade sword, Chen Tang was overjoyed in his heart. He had long wanted to get a good sword, but most of the goods sold on the market belonged to the standard. It is fashionable to use it at first, but if you use it a few times and chop some strong hard things, the edge will soon collapse, or even roll up, scrap it, and you can't use it.
He also asked Zhao Sanye to see if there was a way to buy a sword, but there was no news.
Unexpectedly, when I arrived outside Nanfu County, I stayed in the village and had an unexpected gain.
Wang Mo said again: "The sword is given to the hero, and Brother Chen is also invited to hold this sword to cut the evil and establish righteousness." β
Chen Tang smiled: "In this way, thank you Wang Gongzi." After a pause, he said, "There are lanterns in your house, so light up all around." β
"Good!"
Wang Mo agreed quickly, and went to tell the old man to get up, and Zhang Luo was busy.
His family is withering, and his family is declining, so he has to have two husbands and wives, and an old man, who doesn't even have a maid.
Chen Tang thought about it and went to ask Ah Bao and Ah Lai to get up and help.
Not long after, more than a dozen lanterns were hung, illuminating the main residence of the palace and the other courtyards and other places, all of which were bright, and in this cold autumn night, they were extraordinarily swaggering.
After doing this, Chen Tang said, "Okay, you all go back to your room to rest." β
Putting on this array, it was obvious that something was happening, Wang Mo and the old man didn't dare to stay, and told him to "be careful", so they quickly hid in the room, closed the door, and put on the door bolt.
Ah Bao came to the two, and said in unison: "Childe, we will stay and give you a plunder." β
Chen Tang said: "No, you go back to the side courtyard, you can't sleep for the time being, you have to protect the young lady." β
"Good. β
The two chiefs responded to the order and returned to the side courtyard.
Chen Tang carried the sword box on his back, held the broken jade sword, sat cross-legged in front of the court, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.
As the night deepened, the wind and rain grew. From the original dripping to the dense wisps. The night breeze blows, the lanterns sway a little, and the firelight swayes.
Chen Tang meditated and entered the state of unity between heaven and man, and his body and the wind and rain, the endless night, gradually dissolved into one.
I don't know how long later, but suddenly, his eyes opened.
With a bang, the gate of the palace was kicked open from the outside, and one of them fell to the ground with a bang, and the faΓ§ade was kicked with a big hole.
Two figures appeared, one tall and one fat. The tall one is none other than Lu Langjun, with a handsome and evil face, and a good skin, if it is used to hook up with women, it will definitely be invincible. There was a person next to him, who was a head shorter, and his belly was bulging out, making him look fat. He was richly dressed and had a short beard, and he looked like a rich man. A round face, full of red light, but a little too red, as if he had just drunk wine.
This one, I'm afraid it is Lu Langjun's second brother Zhu Langjun.
The two broke in and were slightly stunned when they saw the brightly lit array in the courtyard.
Lu Langjun showed a Qimen weapon, which was a long hook, and waved the hook and pointed at it: "What a bold man, he dares to wait for us to come." β
said, and said, "Second brother, look, how is this son?"
Zhu Langjun looked at Chen Tang with evil eyes, and grinned: "It's really good, it's to my taste." β
Lu Langjun said: "But he knows martial arts, which is a bit tricky." β
Zhu Langjun said with a smile: "If you are just right, you can only have pleasure when you struggle." Otherwise, like a salted fish, it will be boring. β
The two burst out laughing.
Chen Tang's face was expressionless, he suddenly stood up, pulled out the broken jade sword with his backhand, and the three-foot cold front illuminated the night, and shouted: "You are waiting for a long time, my sword has been waiting for a long time, so please give the head." β
The sword flashed, and the man rushed over.