"The Zhao family's Black Iron Order!" Chen Fugui was shocked, "You...how do you have this thing?"
The Xuantie Order of the Zhao family is a token only owned by the core members of the Zhao family and direct blood relatives. This token is not only a magic weapon containing attack and defense, but also a symbol of status. There are hundreds of thousands of people in the Zhao family.
There are no more than a hundred such brands in a large clan.
For example, if Yang Zhen meets Chen Fugui on the road with this sign on her body, Chen Fugui must step aside, otherwise it will be a provocation to the Zhao family.
How could such an important thing be found in this little kid from the Yang family? What is his relationship with the Zhao family?
As for the claim that this sign was picked up or stolen by Yang Zhen, he would not believe it even to death. Every piece of black iron token owned by the Zhao family has an identity record. If it is lost, the Zhao family will find it soon.
Chen Fugui was shocked and doubtful, and his face was even more uncertain. If he had some bad thoughts before, he didn't dare to use them now.
Yang Zhen took out this token after some thought. Mammy once said that with this token, no one in Shuyang County would dare to bully her. So if he showed this token, there were only two possible outcomes.<
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Either Chen Fugui stops and the two parties reconcile. Or Chen Fugui kills him and silences him.
On the contrary, if he did not take out this thing, Chen Fugui would definitely continue to force him under suspicion. Once he really used more drastic means to hurt him and Tie Zhu, the conflict between the two parties would completely intensify and they would not stop fighting.
At that time, if I take out the nameplate of the Zhao family, I'm afraid it will only force Chen Fugui to kill and silence him.
"How come you have this thing? Where did it come from?" Chen Fugui asked again. If he didn't understand this question, he would never dare to act rashly.
"Where did it come from? Someone gave it to me!" Yang Zhenyun replied calmly. Seeing Chen Fugui's appearance, he felt relieved.
"Who, who gave it to you?"
Yang Zhen didn't answer, and glanced at him lazily, with a half-smile on her face.
"Okay!" Chen Fugui knew that he couldn't ask any more questions. Yang Zhen answered so firmly. There should be no problem with the origin of this nameplate. In this case, the doll in front of him is not something he can handle casually. p>
But why did the Zhao family give this boy a token? The more Chen Fugui thought about it, the weirder he felt. He knew this baby well. Neither he nor his mother had anything special, so how could the Zhao family pay so much attention to it?
If you really value it so much, why would you live in such a shabby place?
Could it be that...his mother really took something extraordinary from the Zhu family, and the Zhao family was behind all of this?
The more Chen Fugui thought about it, the more he felt that this was a possibility. He even thought that the baby was still living in this Taoist temple, maybe it was arranged by the Zhao family, and he was catching some big fish! And he, a little shrimp, rushed in recklessly.
Come in, in case anything happens to the Zhao family, or the Zhao family knows about it...
These big forces and big shots crush him like an ant!
I'm really out of my mind today, what are I doing here!
Thinking of this, he secretly regretted it and had already begun to think about quitting.
However, there are two things he still has to say.
"Don't tell your Aunt Fu about my coming to see you tonight."
"Okay." Yang Zhen had no intention of telling Aunt Fu.
"Don't tell the Zhao family..." The latter sentence is actually the key point of Chen Fugui.
"This..." Yang Zhen looked embarrassed. He didn't want to agree too readily. "If someone asks, I can't hide it from them."
"As long as you and I don't say it, he won't say it either..." Chen Fugui pointed at Tie Zhu, who had already been knocked unconscious by him. Just as he was about to continue, he suddenly remembered something, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly screamed, "Oh no."
It turns out that this kind of magic weapon that can defend itself has been input with mana in advance. Otherwise, there is no reason that a kid without any magic power can use it. The two spells he just used, how much mana does this magic weapon store?
Consumption, if a careful inspection is done, it will definitely be seen.
So I have to have a good talk with this guy and find a way to get him to help smooth things over...
It's just that this little kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve at such a young age. How can we stop him?
At this moment, Yang Zhen spoke: "Uncle Fugui, do you still have the millet porridge made from Lingmi? Give me a try!"
It turned out that when Yang Zhen saw Chen Fugui frowning and not saying a word, she thought that what she just said had the opposite effect and made him have bad thoughts. So she decided to retreat and ask for some benefits to make him feel better. p>
"Oops!" Chen Fugui slapped his thigh, but he felt relaxed in his heart: "I was hungry while walking on the mountain road, so uncle ate it by himself. I'm really sorry, I forgot to leave some for you... Otherwise, uncle will give you something else.
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"Okay!" Yang Zhen stretched out her hand, her meaning was very clear, don't hide any good things, take them out quickly!
What should I give? Chen Fugui glanced at his storage bag with his spiritual consciousness, and there really was nothing for the child. Magical weapons, spiritual stones, tokens, and exercises, none of these things can be given to others. p>
Well, this little thing is not too valuable and can be used to entertain children.
He took out a few beads the size of water droplets from his storage bag and placed them on the palm of his hand.
"What is this?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"This is called Lingdi. Didn't your mother tell you about it?"
Chen Fugui didn't think much about it, and then explained. It turns out that the so-called spiritual drops come from spiritual stones used by monks for cultivation (actually low-grade spiritual stones). After most of the spiritual energy in them is absorbed, the remaining spiritual energy is not enough to support the entire spiritual stone.
When the hardness is high, the spirit stone will automatically break into pieces, part of it turning into powder, and part of it shrinking and gathering into beads the size of water droplets.
These beads contain the remaining spiritual energy, which is equivalent to scattered spiritual stones, and can be used by low-level monks.
"These spirit drops can be easily exchanged for silver coins in mortal banks. Each one is at least one silver coin, and sometimes more. They can also be used as money in monks' markets. What do you think, do you like it? If you like it,
If so, these few will be regarded as uncle’s apology to you tonight..."
Of course I like it! In the past few days when Yang Zhen came back from time travel, she was crazy poor. How could she not like something that could be used as money?
"Then I'll thank you uncle, hehe. However, uncle is too stingy. Just this little bit is not enough to buy a pot of 'Da Ming Chun'!" Yang Zhen said with a smile.
You still want to drink "Da Ming Chun"! Chen Fugui cursed secretly, but he was even more surprised in his heart: He himself couldn't bear to drink "Da Ming Chun", could this kid drink it? So he really has another destiny?<
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It seemed that nothing could be done without some blood. Chen Fugui's heart started to bleed, and he reluctantly took out some more. He weighed them in his hand and found a total of thirty pills.
"That's it, I'll give it to you, use it to buy your bar!"
ps: There will be an update later.
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