Chapter 26: Even if it is sunny without rain, the clouds are still stained with clothes 1

"What an invincible sword in the world is simply a piece of scrap metal! Well said, if you are strong, you will be strong, and if you have desire, you will be strong. It's all nonsense!"

The young man with gold armor in the military tent threw the sword in his hand to the ground angrily. The rusty sword was unbearable and broke two pieces on the gravel. Everyone in the account was so angry that they didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of becoming the object of his anger.

But at the same time, each of them can understand the general's anger. In order to get the sword that had cut off countless weapons on their side, countless soldiers paid a heavy price. Now he finally killed the swordsman and won the sword, but it is such a dilapidated rusty sword that can't even kill a chicken. How can he not be angry?

"We have all been cheated. There is no magic sword at all." The young man pressed hard on his forehead.

For this sword, he almost went crazy, but in the end, he was empty. In addition to disappointment, he was more afraid of the future - without a magic sword, even if he won the war, he would definitely lose in the future.

He doesn't want to be famous, and naturally he doesn't like to lose his reputation.

He was fooled by that man!

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Shunyifang is a famous antique street. In addition to three steps in large and small antique shops, there are also many vendors selling some ancient coins, incense burners and other things along the street. Although connocents disdain to deal with them, they have to admit that these hawkers can indeed get some rare treasures through various ways, so occasionally The patronization of these stalls makes it possible for them to exist.

After the first month, the large and small shops in Shunyifang were invited to show the treasures of their stores. It is rumored that you can see the ancient famous sword emperor wine bottles and so on, which also attracted many dignitaries to help.

Wei Tanyi held a box in his arms, and his face was slightly stained with a smile. He sat in the chair without bragging. Even the people who took the initiative to ask what was in the box touched the soft nail without exception. Although it was to show it, he only held it and did not show it, which was puzzling.

"Master, have you found anything?" I went to the neighborhood for a while, bought a hand of sugar fried chestnuts, fried dates and almonds, and ran back happily. Wei Tanyi raised her eyebrows and shook her head regretfully.

They didn't come here this time to show the collection of Yuema, but to see if they could encounter one or two really valuable rare things. However, it was after noon. Besides, if there was anything good to take out, Wei Tanyi was very disappointed.

After quenching finished eating the last chestnut, he got up and said, "Let's go. It's cold here."

The people who came to watch were surrounded by a street. They pushed aside the crowd in front so that the Wei Tanyi holding the box could pass safely. However, even if both of them were extra careful, at the moment when they were about to squeeze out the crowd, there was still a person holding the same thing stumbled back and bumped into the Wei Tanyi.

"Hung!" I also knew that the things in the box were broken.

Si Si hurriedly turned around to help him: "Master!"

Wei Tanyi opened her hand and looked fixedly at the person who hit him.

It's just a street vendor. He is middle-aged, with a beard and a hundred knots of quail clothes. In his arms, he also holds a slender strip wrapped in a dirty rag that can't see the original color. As soon as he saw that he knocked down a seemingly extraordinary prince, and the things in the prince's arms were broken, the man was so scared that he couldn't stand up. He only looked at him in horror and apologized desperately.

"Dare you ask your predecessors, is it a weapon in your arms?" Wei Tanyi asked coldly.

Han Ru, who was ordered to patrol nearby, rushed over when he heard the news. At first, he was a little gloating. He said in his heart that the uncle bumped into Wei Tanyi, a man-eating guy who doesn't spit bones. He must be very unlucky. Then he heard the word "weapon", and immediately tightened his whole body and pushed the onlookers away to the front. He shouted, "Gance the weapon!"

The middle-aged man was scared by him again, and even sat on the ground, shivering and presenting the strips in his arms.

Han Ruqi pulled it gently, and the rags were broken into pieces, revealing a scabbard with snake skin. Unexpectedly, he carried the sword with him without permission and came to this chaotic place." He changed the sword to his left hand and pointed to it with his right hand. "What's your intention? Tell me from the truth!"

"No, my lord! The little injustice, the little one is just..." The middle-aged man was so scared that he couldn't say anything.

"Lord Han, why do you embarrass this senior for a broken sword?" At this time, Wei Tanyi stood up and dusted his body, and smiled and stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man opposite him.

Broken sword? Han Ruqi didn't dare to be careless. He took a step back and pulled out his sword hard. As expected, it was broken in the middle. He turned over the scabbard and slamed it on his knee a few times before seeing the other half slipped out.

"This senior," Wei Tanyi turned to the middle-aged man, and his attitude was simply a 180-degree change, and he was extremely respectful. "At first glance, you are an savage of goods. I want to ask, this broken sword in your hand is the legendary Dangyang sword?"

The middle-aged man was shocked and staggered back: "You, how did you know?"

Before Wei Tanyi had time to speak, the quenching beside him answered proudly: "Our master is the most powerful antique appraiser in the capital. I have never seen the treasure that can escape his eyes!"

As a matter of course, the words of quenching aroused a boo from everyone present. Shunyi Square is one of the oldest streets in the capital. Some antique shops have even more than a hundred years of history. The shopkeeper has studied antique calligraphy and painting for generations, and the way of identification can be called a family tradition. It is exaggerated in front of such some people and those who are pretentious. It is really easy to offend many people in Haikou.

"Talk less. Let me ask you, is this sword yours? Han Ruqi stared at the middle-aged man and asked the middle-aged man.

"It's a small ancestral thing."

Han Ruxu looked at the sword in his hand, which was not only broken, but also rusty. If it hadn't been for a beautifully made scabbard, it would have been a piece of scrap iron thrown on the roadside. No one would care about it, let alone cause any harm. He curled his lips, put the broken sword into the scabbard, and returned it to his master.

"There is something that Cao Min wants to ask adults to make a decision."

The sudden compliment made Han Ruxu get goosebumps and looked at him with disgust: "What's the matter?"

Wei Tanyi picked up the box on the ground and opened it in front of everyone. There was a pool of fluorescent fragments inside that could not be seen for a long time. Lord Han, all the colleagues present, what I put in my box was originally a crystal ball that spread from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, with a diameter of five inches. It is rumored that it can make people see their own future, but it is difficult to determine whether it is true that it has been broken.

Everyone present probed their heads and whispered. Many people sounded and looked regretful.

"Whether he has magic or not, I think everyone can see the color of the crystal ball from this pile of fragments," Wei Tanyi saw the middle-aged man's body shaking like a sieve, but there was no pity at all. Then he said, "Such a crystal ball of such a size is unique in the Central Plains, not to mention the Western Regions. It's not worth a hundred years. Even if the price is 1,000 taels of gold, some people will buy it.

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Original poem: "Retaining guests in the mountains", even if it is sunny and there is no rain, it is still stained in the depths of the clouds.