Longquan City, at the foot of the chessboard mountain, Zeng Jian stood in front of his house, looking left and right, looking forward to it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Suddenly, a Taoist walked in from the mouth of the alley, his eyes lit up, and he immediately walked up quickly: "Mr. Zhang, you are here!"

The person who came was Zhang Xuanqing.

It has been more than ten days since they got on the big boat, when they landed on the big boat, and they were taken to the police station to make a record, and now.

At the beginning, the matter of their disappearance was too big, and a whole boatload of local tyrants disappeared silently, and the whole society was paying attention.

This is still the reason why ordinary ** doesn't know Penglai ghost thief.

How can the police not be stressed?

Coupled with the country's attention to Penglai ghost thieves, when making a record of Zhang Xuanqing and a few people, it was like an interrogation, and even people in the army were "listening" on the side.

Seeing that the country is in such a big battle, Zhang Xuanqing and others have one thing to say, two things to say, and they didn't even let go of the "world at the bottom of the lake", and there was a volcanic eruption.

Of course, it was mainly Chen Lei and a few people who said that Zhang Xuanqing would say whatever they said, and he would definitely not say anything mirage.

waited for the navy to go to Penglai Island to investigate, and confirmed that what Zhang Xuanqing and the others said was right. Coupled with the pressure from above and the mood of the people, they were released from the police station. But also let them all leave their contact information, if there is something, be sure to call with the message.

After leaving the police station, Liu Ping and Chen Lei's father and daughter went home separately. Zhang Xuanqing went straight to Longquan, but he didn't expect that this Zeng Jian was waiting for him at the door.

"Mr. Zeng knows that Poor Dao is coming?" asked as he walked towards the door behind Zeng Jian.

That Zeng Jian followed Zhang Xuanqing's side and smiled shyly: "I know, I know." Mr. Zhang and Miss Liu both called me and told me to cooperate with you in everything, and she will pay the manufacturing wages. In addition, congratulations to Mr. Zhang, fleeing at sea, there will be a blessing if you don't die in a big disaster!"

The light of the boatload of local tyrants, Zhang Xuanqing and Chen Lei, like them, were all reported on TV. Almost the whole country knows it.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, Liu Ping? She is in charge of the salary? Originally, Liu Ping's willingness to give him the Yin Yang Meteorite Iron was enough to make him strange, how could he pay the bill?

As they spoke, the two of them had arrived at the door. Zeng Jian grabbed in front of Zhang Xuanqing, opened the door for him, stretched out his hand to lead inside, and invited him in.

Zhang Xuanqing nodded in thanks, raised his legs, and just crossed the threshold, but unexpectedly scolded angrily: "Little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu told you to get out, didn't you hear it?

But when I saw the old man lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard, he didn't turn his head back, as if scolding the air. It seems that Zeng Jian had just come in, but he was kicked out. Zhang Xuanqing couldn't help laughing and said: "Old man, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my temper is getting better and longer." It's just that what's wrong with the poor road?"

Crunch――

With a vision, I saw that the rocking chair that was originally shaking suddenly stopped, and then the old man Zeng on top actually rushed up.

"Zhang Xiaoyou? Are you back? Okay, good, good! You don't know, a few days ago, when the TV reported the list of missing personnel of that steamer, it startled me. It's okay, it's okay......"

Compared with Zeng Jian's compliment, Old Man Zeng was really worried. Just looking at his old arms and legs, he can jump up from the rocking chair, which can prove it.

Zhang Xuanqing appreciated it in his heart, walked two steps quickly, and held the old man Zeng who was also walking quickly towards him, and said, "Old man, you can take it easy, Poor Dao still plans to let you cast a sword for me." Don't make the sword, you go first. ”

Old Man Zeng scolded with a smile: "Good boy! Lao Tzu is worried about you, you actually curse Lao Tzu to death." However......" coughed lightly and said with a slight sneer: "Your sword can't be forged yet." ”

"Why?" Zhang Xuanqing was surprised.

Old man Zeng said: "There is a lack of materials, and the others are almost ready, but only one of the materials has never been found." Moreover, I asked a lot of people, but none of them had heard of it—forget it, you finally came back, and let me into the house, not to mention the disappointment. ”

After speaking, he grabbed Zhang Xuanqing's hand, and the two entered the house and sat down separately. Zeng Jian poured tea and water with great eyesight, but Old Man Zeng only ignored him.

Zhang Xuanqing smiled at Zeng Jian, couldn't help but be curious, and asked Old Man Zeng: "I don't know what it is?" I remember that although the materials for forging swords are precious, they are not difficult to find in the world. ”

"Why not!" Old Man Zeng slapped the table and shouted: "Let's not talk about those sword-casting materials, after your sword is cast, you still have to practice medicinal materials." And when forging the sword, it even needs medicinal herbs. I've asked someone else to prepare everything else, and it's just a matter of 'Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass'. This thing, when I hear it, is not a mortal thing, where do you want me to find it for you?"

Zeng Jian on the side also said: "Yes, Mr. Zhang, as long as you can find those sword-casting materials, I will buy them for you at a great price." But there is only the 'Nine Dead Soul Restoration Grass', this thing is extraordinary when you hear it, you can return the soul after dying nine times, I really have no place to find this thing for you!

His words seemed to be complaining, but in fact he was asking for credit, telling Zhang Xuanqing that I bought all your materials for you, and you have to remember that I have to do it. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuanqing's face was strange and he asked, "You don't know what the Nine Dead Soul Grass is?"

That look, that expression, that tone, as if the Nine Dead Resurrection Grass was so ordinary. Old Man Zeng said angrily: "I don't know! I haven't seen it! Can you find it? I still don't believe it, there are really such magical things in this world!"

Zhang Xuanqing shook his head and smiled, and suddenly his eyes froze, fixed on a potted plant in the house. His face became more and more strange, he walked over, hugged Old Man Zeng and put him down, and said, "This is the Nine Dead Soul Restoration Grass." ”

"What?" Old Man Zeng's eyes widened, and he saw that what Zhang Xuanqing was holding was a curly cypress, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Boy, don't tease me." This is to forge a sword for you, not for me. ”

Zhang Xuanqing said with a smile: "Don't worry, Poor Dao won't joke with his sword." This volume of cypress is called the Nine Dead Soul Rejuvenation Grass, and Li Shizhen's Compendium of Materia Medica ...... "Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that there is no Li Shizhen in this world, no wonder the other party didn't know the name of the medicine, and then changed his words: "In short, this is this thing, the old man believes me." ”

“......”

After finding the last sword-casting material, "Nine Dead Soul Grass", Old Man Zeng couldn't wait to open the furnace to cast the sword. Zhang Xuanqing was also a little urgent, so he simply stayed with Old Man Zeng, and played swords and learned sword casting knowledge with Old Man Zeng.

Don't look at the sword casting as ordinary, but the casting of each sword will exhaust the countless efforts of the swordsmith. Especially the material they used was extraordinary, when the ninety-nine eighty-one days passed, the day when the sword was first formed, there was no vision, no abnormal sound, only two tired hearts. Almost the moment the sword was cast, the old man Zeng fainted, and of course, Zhang Xuanqing also fell into a deep sleep, and returned to the Tang Dynasty in a dream. (To be continued.) )