Yu Qingqiu, Lin Qingyi and Huya looked at the magnificence of the Pingyuan dart game, they were dumbfounded, Zhuo Jian Villa was already magnificent enough, but they didn't expect the Pingyuan dart game to be even more brilliant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No wonder that kid is so arrogant and mentally retarded, it turns out that not only is his family rich, but his grandfather's family is also a well-known dart game. Yu Qingqiu joked.

"Senior brother, it's not accurate for you to say that Zhuo Gongzi. Zhuo Gongzi is arrogant in doing things, and the reason why he is not as easy as others is not because the family conditions are too good, he has not done it. But his progress in the past few months is still obvious to all. Lin Qingyi defended Zhuo Yifan.

"Yes, Brother Yifan is really good. Huya was eating the fruit specialties of Pingyuan Dart Bureau, and echoed Lin Qingyi's words.

"Look at you two, this little fruit you haven't seen before bought you both, really. Slow down, don't eat it all, leave me some, it's really delicious. Yu Qingqiu hurriedly snatched a fruit he didn't know.

The three of them ate while walking, strolling on the magnificent backyard forest ** of Pingyuan Dart Bureau, with a comfortable face.

In the front yard, there are busy men and servants, some of them are busy receiving the darts escorted by the firm, some are busy settling the bills, and some are ushering in the delivery, a tense and orderly scene. With Mu Liangsheng's prestige, Pingyuan Dart Bureau has a very good business in the rivers and lakes, and both Bai Dao and **** have to be polite to him, and they dare not provoke him easily.

The four of them had a very comfortable time in the Pingyuan dart game, and they also saw the strange monuments of the mandala, which was an eye-opener.

After a good night's sleep, the sun rises the next day. Zhuo Yifan looked at the bright red sun that burst out, and felt that his whole body was full of power. It was the first time he felt that he had such a heavy responsibility, and for the first time, he also felt that he was still very valuable.

Just like now Huiyuan Zen Master entrusts himself with the matter of smelting the Zen staff, Zhuo Jian Villa will have to take care of it himself in the future, and Pingyuan Dart Bureau, and his grandfather will also entrust him to take care of it, so he feels that the value of his existence has come out. Unlike before, although he was dressed and fed, he walked around all day long, and even he sometimes felt that he was a waste of firewood.

After some travel, coupled with the heavy burden given in the future, Zhuo Yifan secretly made up his mind that he must cultivate himself well in Bodhi Temple, and then learn martial arts by the way to assume his own responsibilities.

The night before, the Pingyuan Dart Bureau had already prepared the items to bring to Zhuo Jian Villa the next day, so after breakfast, the four of them marched towards Zhuo Jian Villa with Mu Liangsheng and a few domestic servants.

The road was quite smooth, and after a safe and leisurely journey, I arrived at Zhuojian Villa before noon.

Mu Xuan saw her father coming, and asked for warmth, although the mandala is not very far from Liangcheng, but after all, she is married, and she still has less to take care of Pingyuan Dart Bureau, and she is still a little guilty that her father can't take care of her father in person.

She and Zhuo Song also proposed that Mu Liangsheng move to Zhuo Jian Villa, so that it would be convenient for them to take care of them, but there was such a big mess at home, how could Mu Liangsheng walk away with confidence.

"Where's the sword, son-in-law? ”

"Father-in-law, don't worry, drink a cup of tea to catch your breath first, and keep the sword for you, and I'll give it to you later." ”

"What kind of tea to drink, the sword is the best refreshing tea. I only want the sword if it's good, and I don't want it if it's bad. Mu Liangsheng said.

"It's guaranteed to be a good sword, and you'll love it, father-in-law. ”

Seeing Mu Liangsheng's impatient appearance, Zhuo Song could only lead him into his bedroom. He gently lifted the curtain against the wall, then lightly touched it against the wall three times. After a while, the two sides of the back wall are separated. After Zhuo Song entered, he took out a sword from it and handed it to Mu Liangsheng.

Mu Liangsheng took the sword and weighed it in his hand, feeling quite heavy. He took a look at the sword's dark appearance, which was quite stocky. Not to mention that Zhuo Song carved the pattern of the scabbard very beautifully, which can be described as concave and convex. The hilt of the sword is in the shape of a fist-sized stone.

"Son-in-law, this stone is the shape of the flying meteorite you mentioned in your letter. ”

"Yes, father-in-law. This gem was given by Fan'er's future father-in-law, who was Yue Hongtang, the owner of Xuantie Villa. ”

"Xuantie Villa, I've heard of it. He is really willing to give you a sword forged with such a valuable thing! I heard from you that he also wants you to give me a sword. ”

"Yes, father-in-law. The owner of Yue Zhuang considered that this stone may be a crazy thing to rob the rivers and lakes, although the value is very high, but it is also accompanied by extremely high risks. ”

"Indeed, at the moment, the rivers and lakes are innocent and guilty. Don't look at the reputation of Pingyuan Dart Bureau for a long time, if it weren't for my prestige as a support, it might have been calculated a long time ago. If it is really as you said, the sword made of this stone is so powerful, it will also become the object of contention in the rivers and lakes. Mu Liangsheng muttered.

"Not only is it the Pingyuan Dart Bureau, if it weren't for my father-in-law's care all the time, Zhuo Jian Villa might also cease to exist, and my son-in-law would like to thank my father-in-law for his full support. ”

"Hey, if a family doesn't talk to two families, why do you need to say that. I've thought about it, and when I'm old and frail in a few years, I'll hand over the Pingyuan Dart Bureau to Fan'er to take care of. You don't have to rush to excuse yourself now, don't say that you will lead him into the whirlpool, you will accept my proposal in a few years, and now I just have to give you the answer. ”

Seeing that Mu Liangsheng had already said this, Zhuo Song had no choice but to swallow the words that were on his lips.

He has always opposed Zhuo Yifan's involvement in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, just as he strictly followed the ancestral teachings. Therefore, over the years, he has resolutely refused to let Zhuo Yifan practice martial arts, in order to prevent him from intervening in the disputes between the rivers and lakes.

Mu Liangsheng also mentioned that Zhuo Yifan would take over the Pingyuan Dart Bureau in the future, and Zhuo Song was stunned to go back, because he felt that although the Dart Game was also doing business, it was too involved in the disputes of the rivers and lakes, and there were too many fights and killings.

However, at the moment, he still needs the prestige of Mu Liangsheng's newly cast blood-drinking sword, so Zhuo Song did not directly refuse his proposal just now.

However, since Zhuo Yifan has been out in the past few months, he has indeed grown a lot. Zhuo Song seems to be less opposed to his son's martial arts practice and taking over the dart game than before, although he still has doubts in his heart.

Mu Liangsheng saw the sword in his hand and asked the name of Zhuo Song's sword. Zhuo Song told the ins and outs of the name.

"Oh, then, this sword has done great things for my nephew, so I'll put it to good use. With that, he walked outside, wanting to show off his sword skills in a larger space. (To be continued.) )