Hong Jigong's arrogance disappeared, and a pleading smile appeared on his face: "Brother iǎ, don't be in such a hurry, okay." Okay, I'll give you a bluestone coin and buy it from you, okay? 10? I can't add more, 10 bluestone coins is a lot of money? I really can't add 5 bluestone coins, okay with it! It's just 20 bluestone coins!

Qiu Peng then pretended to change his mind and said, "Since you sincerely want it, there is still a discussion about this." I don't want your bluestone coin, you tell me first, why do you want this ancient book. ”

"Our current history only records 5,000 years of deeds, and we don't know anything about the records of the previous era, which we call ancient times," Hong explained. In the mythical age before the ancient era of the legend, there is no evidence that there was ever zài. ”

"I have dedicated my life to finding evidence that civilizations existed before our civilization. So, I used to study a lot of ancient texts and artifacts. It's a pity that there are too few written records left on the entire earth. I have found some of them, but they are all incomplete and I cannot get a complete account. ”

Qiu Peng shook the ancient book in his hand and said to Hong Jigong: "You mean that you can understand the words on it, right?"

Hong Jigong nodded and said proudly: "Of course." I dare say that there is no one on the planet who is better at the study of this ancient script than I am. If even I can't understand it, no one on the whole planet will understand it. ”

Qiu Peng looked at the old man who looked a little crazy with a little suspicion, and said, "Then can you read this ancient book on the spot?"

Hong Jigong hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid not." I can only recognize a third of these ancient texts. The rest is a matter of guesswork, as well as some ancient texts. ”

"Ah," Qiu Peng's face showed a mocking expression, "Is this the so-called expert on the most ancient human writing on earth?"

Hong Jigong couldn't stand Qiu Peng's contemptuous gaze, his face was as red as a red tomato, and his beard was cocked. Qiu Peng continued: "So, how long will it take you to understand the meaning of this?"

Hong Jigong thought for a while and said, "I think it will take ten days and half a month." You know, I'm very busy, there are too many chores around me, and every day people ask me to sign autographs, cut ribbons, make presentations, participate in various celebrations, and speak."

"Okay," Qiu Peng felt that the old man in front of him must be bragging, "I will give you the book, you give me your address, I will come to you in half a month, you tell me the contents of the book, this is my condition, do you agree?"

Hong Jigong didn't expect Qiu Peng's conditions to be so simple, and there was a glint of excitement in his eyes and said, "No problem, no problem." As he spoke, he reached out to take the book in Qiu Peng's hand.

Qiu Peng put the book in his hand behind his back and said, "Wait a minute, give me your address first." ”

Hong Jigong's face showed another look of being insulted: "Think about it, is a person like me the kind of person who can deceive people?

Even so, he obediently wrote down his address and handed it to Qiu Peng. Qiu Peng looked down and said, "How do I know that the address you write now is true?"

When Hong Jigong heard Qiu Peng's words, his face was bruised, and he jumped up as if he had been kicked in the ass by someone else: "What! You would doubt my honesty!"

Qiu Peng was very skeptical that if he continued to yell like this under such a move, would he have a cerebral hemorrhage or something, I heard that the elderly living in big cities have a high incidence of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Therefore, Qiu Peng did not say any more words to stab him, but very simply and cheerfully sent the book in his hand to him: "Give!"

With this one word, all of Hong Jigong's water-like anger was immediately dispelled.

Hong Jigong couldn't wait to reach out and snatch the ancient book, hold it in his arms, and disappear from everyone's sight.

Qiu Peng stuffed the address in his hand into his arms, looked at the old man's back, and muttered, "What a strange old man." ”

In the evening, Qiu Peng and Siyu returned to the hotel, He Ping had rested enough, the three of them had dinner, He Ping led Siyu and Qiu Peng to the hinterland of the second son.

As He Ping walked, he introduced the situation of the second son to Qiu Peng and Siyu: "The second son's name is Li Qianzhi, and the eldest son's name is Li Xuzhi. For a long time, the disciples of our four sects and eighteenth ranks, as long as they are relatively outstanding, will vote for the second prince's mén, and that is because, with his recommendation, we can enter the middle level of Lingyun Pavilion and have a better future. So when you meet the second son, you must be respectful. ”

The second son's mansion is not too far away, on a wide street in Dongcheng District. He Ping handed over Feng Lin's letter, and soon, a neatly dressed person led Qiu Peng, Siyu and others inside.

The three of them were led to a side uā hall. After waiting for a long time, it was already late at night, and the pot of tea that the servant had given them had been brewed until there was no tea at all, and the tea leaves had no taste at all, when I heard a sound of footsteps.

Qiu Peng and the three of them stood up together and looked up, and saw a young man who looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen years old walking in, he was tall, handsome, looking heroic, and wearing gorgeous clothes. ”

Qiu Peng hurriedly thanked him. The second son, Li Qianzhi, continued: "Everyone sit, don't be restrained. Mr. Yunzhong, Mr. Tsuru, everyone sit together. Then he said to the two men who came in after him.

When everyone was seated, Li Qianzhi continued: "This one must be Teacher He Ping. You Xingyue Stream are also one of the famous mén among our four sects and eighteen streams, and you seem to have won the top of the four sects and eighteen streams competition several times?"

He Ping was so excited by Li Qianzhi's words, he didn't expect that his own iǎméniǎ faction would be able to be understood by Li Qianzhi as well, and his face couldn't help but be happy, and he hurriedly stood up and bowed down and said, "What the second prince said is true. ”

Qiu Peng saw Li Qianzhi's gaze turn to Siyu's face, and hurriedly said, "This is the sister-in-law." ”

Li Qianzhi's gaze stayed on Siyu's face for a moment, obviously losing his mind, and then he woke up and used laughter to cover up his gaffe just now: "Sure enough, it is a fairy pearl, which makes people feel pity at first sight." ”

Qiu Peng said lightly: "Childe said that he laughed. ”

Li Qianzhi pointed to the two people who came in with him just now and said: "These two, this one is Mr. Yunzhong, and the one next to him, I think the two of them should be very familiar with each other, this is the sect leader of the Fengyue Sect among the four sects and eighteen streams, Crane Changkong." ”

Qiu Peng turned his head to look at the two people, and Mr. Yunzhong was dressed as a scholar, looking like a Qingke and a minister.

As for this crane Changkong, he looks to be in his fifties and is a little bald, but he is a master, with a divine light flashing in his eyes.

He Ping hurriedly stood up and saluted to the crane and said, "Hello Sect Master Crane." ”

He Changkong sat there with a big face, shook his hand, and motioned for He Ping to sit down, without returning the salute. He Ping sat down with no abnormality on his face. This is because, among the four sects and eighteen streams, there are also differences between the major sects and the iǎ schools, such as the Xingyue Sect belongs to this kind of declining last stream, and the Fengyue Sect has long since taken refuge in the second son, so it has flourished so far, and the difference between the two identities is too far. For He Ping, a figure of the sect master level like He Changkong should be disrespectful to him, and he has no reason to treat the other party well.

Li Qianzhi said: "I have already read the letter of Deputy Hall Master Feng Lin. It's just that I didn't make it clear in my heart about the details of the battle of Sunset Mountain, can you please tell me more about it. ”

(To be continued, please visit wèn for the latest chapter.)