Chapter 252 The Mystery of the Golden Silkworm Armor
Chunjiao and Xia Shang were inseparable. When they were in Wanbaozhai, they saw a woman under the curtain on the third floor looking at Xia Shang. The person who paid 550,000 yuan to take the golden silkworm armor was the woman under the curtain. Finally, a Ding family took the gold
The silkworm armor was sent to Xia Shang.
With this analysis, it is not difficult to conclude that the person giving the treasure is a woman, and most likely it is the romantic debt incurred by the playboy.
Xia Shang returned to the inn and muttered: "Who is it? How have I ever married such a rich master? To give such a precious treasure, the friendship must be quite deep, so who could it be?"
Xia Shang searched through all the people he knew in his mind, but couldn't seem to find anyone who matched him.
Chunjiao felt unhappy and said sarcastically: "Who is not the same? Anyway, you have caused a lot of debts in the world, so does it matter who you are? But there is one thing you are quite good at. Others spend money on beauties, but you are
The beauty spent a lot of money on you, and she spent a lot of money, 550,000 taels of silver, you can give it away as you say, this feeling is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea!"
Xia Shang couldn't understand and was troubled: "Come on, stop talking nonsense."
"Who is so sinister?"
"Did you forget that you were also poisoned? Do you still need the antidote?"
"you……"
Chunjiao was so angry that she gritted her teeth, walked to the bed and lay down in silence.
Xia Shang looked at the golden silkworm armor on the table and remained silent for a long time.
After thinking about the stick of incense, Xia Shang really had no clue: "Whatever, put it on first anyway, sooner or later you will know who the other party is."
Xia Shang still felt something was wrong after putting on the golden silkworm armor, so he took out a dagger and stabbed himself desperately. The blade really couldn't penetrate even a little bit. Even if he tried his best, he still felt that it was just a punch and it would definitely not be an injury.
Chunjiao lay on the bed and looked at Xia Shang boredly. Her mood improved, and she couldn't help but explain: "No need to try, the golden silkworm armor is the first of all treasures in the world, let alone ordinary blades, it is what Xuan Tie refers to."
Even a weapon cannot break the golden silk. Moreover, this object can not only resist the sword, but also resolve the impact and dissolve the inner energy. Ordinary people can survive by wearing it and withstanding the power of the inner energy in the early stage of training. If it is a real master,
It is common for the weak to defeat the strong and turn the tide of the war on the body. There is only one such thing in the world. It wandered among the people in the early years and disappeared without a trace. The middle-level people in the world searched for it everywhere, but they did not expect that it would appear in an auction in the ordinary world.
To be honest, I think you are very lucky. If you take this object alone, even if you are alive to take it, you will not survive it. Once the whereabouts of this object are known in the world, all forces will definitely come to snatch it, let alone me, even Jiang Nanchun
Everyone comes to protect you, but they can't save your life. But now a mysterious person gives it to you, which solves this threat for you. From now on, with this thing to protect you, it is not easy for ordinary experts to take your life.
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Xia Shang was surprised: "Are you saying that this thing is not something that ordinary people can enjoy? It will cause a lot of trouble?"
"Things in the world of Jianghu are going up and down every day. How can it be as simple as you think?"
"So, the person who gave me this gift will be in trouble?"
"Trouble is inevitable, but don't worry. The one who gave away 550,000 yuan must be somewhat capable. Whether she can survive or not depends on her luck."
At this point, Chunjiao narrowed her eyes.
Xia Shang thought about it but couldn't do anything. He didn't even know who the other party was. There was nothing he could do to repay his help. He could only hope that the other party was not an ordinary person.
There were still two days before King Yong's birthday. After seeing the cassock being bought by the prefect, Xia Shang had nothing to do.
Exposing his whereabouts at the auction might cause some changes, so Xia Shang planned not to go anywhere in the next two days.
So Xia Shang and Chun Jiao were left alone in the small inn room.
Chunjiao couldn't escape her reverie about last night. Thinking about sleeping on the same bed again tonight, her heart was racing again.
After dinner, the night was getting darker and it was soon time to fall asleep.
The candlelight in the room was dim and could not illuminate Chunjiao's reddish cheeks. She had been sitting at the table in order, fearing that Xia Shang would call her to sleep.
Xia Shang looked at the sky silently, wondering what he was thinking. After a long time, he closed the window and walked to Chunjiao.
Seeing Xia Shang coming over, Chunjiao's thoughts became even more confused, her little face turned red as if she was about to bleed. She thought that if he told her to sleep, she would sleep on the floor.
Take off your clothes and sleep in a corner far away from him. If he comes to hug you, you must struggle and be firm. Only when you can't hold on anymore will you let him control you. This is more respectable.
Chunjiao thought about it for a day and rehearsed the scenario of going to bed at night thousands of times. She must ensure that she hugged this man "reluctantly" and "resisted desperately" to avoid being laughed at by him in the future.
Chunjiao had many ideas, but when Xia Shang started talking about going to bed, Xia Shang said calmly: "Go back to your home in Yulin County tonight and take a look at the situation at home."
"Ah?" Chunjiao opened her mouth in surprise, "So late?"
"yes."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"forget."
"you……"
"Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
"Is it okay tomorrow?"
"It's better to hide your whereabouts at night, and your whereabouts can't be exposed."
"..."
Chunjiao was stunned. None of the fantasy plots happened. She felt like peppercorns stuck in her gums...
There was no other way, Chunjiao had no choice but to leave late at night.
As she jumped away from the window, the resentful woman's eyes wanted to pierce Xia Shang's heart.
After sending Chunjiao away, Xia Shang did not close the window or go to sleep. He returned to the table and added some lamp oil, then placed the wine glasses on the table and lifted up the wine jugs in the middle to fill them up.
He sat calmly and said calmly: "Come out."
In the silent night, there was only the occasional chirping sound of the burning lamp oil, and there was no wind or floating leaves. The surroundings were as quiet as the frozen lake, without a trace of movement.
Xia Shang said softly, "Come out", as if he had everything under control.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of black wind came, the open window clanged, and then the lights went out.
The room became pitch black, and an even darker shadow appeared in front of Xia Shang, as if his face was close to his face and filled with ghostly energy, and then a dry and soulless voice came to Xia Shang's ears.
"How did you find me?"
There was only one dark, lifeless eye in Xia Shang's field of vision, which was strange and inexplicable.
But Xia Shang did not panic, and smiled calmly: "You don't have to find someone to know who is nearby. Besides, I am the head of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. I don't have any real ability, so I don't dare to sit in this position."
As he spoke, Xia Shang had relighted the oil lamp that had been blown out, and the dim light gradually illuminated the dry, gray old face in front of him.
It was none other than Monk Caodeng.
After not seeing each other for many days, Cao Deng looked even weirder than the last time he appeared. He was as skinny as a Zen, with no trace of blood. Half of his face was wrinkled, and his skin was like cracked black soil. He had a dark aura that made the surrounding air cold.