"What's this?"

Wang Yu took the box, took out the weapon inside, and held the handle, "It looks very sharp."

The old man looked at him as if he was looking at a local bun, "This is a sneak sword. When Chu State was still there, it was cast by the most famous and most skilled sword-making master in the world at that time. Because of the limited materials, he failed once when he was hitting a long sword and finally became what he is now."

"But don't look at it like this now. In fact, it is like cutting iron like mud, and it is the natural enemy of those masters of horizontal training."

After hearing this, Wang Yu couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and pressed it on the blade and gently stroked it.

The old man sneered, "I'll ask for trouble."

After the stroke, Wang Yu raised his finger and placed it in front of him, and the oily skin was not broken.

elder:……

"A good weapon, I almost cut my finger." Wang Yu sighed and put the sleeve sword back into the wooden box.

elder:……

"Who are you?" He was so clear about the sharpness of the weapon. Since he got it, he hadn't seen anything to compete with it.

However, such a magical weapon could not even cut the fingers of the bald boy in front of him.

"Uh, I'm a passerby." Wang Yu patted his forehead, "By the way, my name is Wang Yu, he is my junior brother, and his name is Chen Anzhi."

"Give me your fingers." The old man didn't give up, took out the sneaker sword from the box, grabbed the fingers handed over by Wang Yu, and gently stroked them up.

The touch was like cutting cowhide with a blunt knife, and it didn't work at all.

At this point, he still couldn't guess that Wang Yu was a master, so he had only lived in vain for so many years.

At the same time, he also became more determined to let Zhao Erdi follow.

Before he could speak, Wang Yu said first: "I have accepted your entrustment, and I will take this reward too. If your grandson refuses to leave, I can also return it."

"Thank you, thank you."

The old man murmured in a low voice, "Then I won't bother you anymore. When you go out, you can help me call that kid in."

Wang Yu nodded and walked out of the house with Chen Anzhi. Then he saw Zhao Erdi sitting on the steps, lowering his head and dazed.

"Your grandpa lets you in."

Wang Yu said to him, preparing to leave here.

When Zhao Er saw the wooden box in his hand, he stood up and said, "Why did my grandfather hand it over to you!"

"You said this? The old man wants to make a deal with me, I agree, this is a reward." Wang Yu smiled, holding the wooden box.

Zhao Erdi looked gloomy and said coldly: "Don't leave first, I'll go in and ask."

He hurried into the room.

"Senior brother, do you think he will leave with us?" Chen Anzhi asked.

Wang Yu touched his chin and thought, "It may be possible, it may not be. In his opinion, the old man's kindness may be a kind of cowardice."

"Oh, it's really difficult."

Chen Anzhi shook his head and sighed. Wang Yu was amused and knocked on his forehead.

"How old are you? I don't think that after eating a few pounds of salt, I feel that other things are tasteless. This is not possible."

Chen Anzhi rubbed the beaten place with grievance, and dared not speak out.

Zhao Erdi's roar sounded in the room. Because the door was placed and the two were far away, they didn't hear it very clearly.

Not long after, he pushed the door and walked out, with a slap on his face, "You go, give me the things."

Wang Yu handed over the wooden box, "Is it decided? Your grandfather will be very sad."

"If you live just to live, it would be a bit sad. So many people in the village are ready, so I can't be a coward."

Zhao Erdi took the wooden box and made it back to the steps. The old man's roar came from the room, "Get away! Stay away, my Zhao family is not as unfilial as you."

Wang Yu sighed softly and took Chen Anzhi away from the hut.

Zhao Erdi buried her head on her knees and let the old man in the room roar and insult her. She walked in when she was tired of scolding and only breathing was left.

Kneeling at the head of the bed, he whispered: "Grandpa, I can listen to you in other things, but this is not possible."

The old man lay on the bed, staring at the roof, and refused to pay attention to him.

Zhao Erdi gritted his teeth, "What you taught me before is that to die for Jiang is the glory of each of us Chu people. Why do you want to deprive me of this part?"

The old man finally turned his head and looked at his grandson who was kneeling beside him, "For most of my life, except for the past few years, I am really moving and lying on the bed and waiting for death, I am running around for Jiang's family all the time. I don't blame me, and I don't regret it."

He sighed, "Who made our State of Chu disappear? Your father died on the battlefield, and your mother threw you to me and went to accompany him. Nothing is that, isn't it just a death? But you are the only seed of my Zhao family. If you die too, how can I meet my ancestors?"

Zhao Erdi wiped her tears suddenly, "Your Highness the Princess needs my life, so I am not a descendant of the Zhao family, but Zhao Erdi, a native of the Chu State, Grandpa, don't persuade me."

He stood up and strode outward, suddenly stopped when he was in front of the door, "I'm sorry, grandpa."

After saying that, he closed the door and left directly.

In the dim room, the old man closed his eyes in pain and murmured to himself, "Jiang, Chu State, my Zhao family, I am worthy of you."

Wang Yu took Chen Anzhi back to his residence. Jiang Yun and the cripple were lying in the courtyard with a chair. There was a small wooden table in the middle with peanuts and some pickles on it.

The two were drinking sips away.

"Yo, I'm here at the right time."

Wang Yu walked over with a smile, "Anzhi, bring a cup for the senior brother."

Chen Anzhi nodded and walked into the room.

Jiang Yun snatched the wine pot from the table, "It's only a little wine to gather together, it's not enough for Brother Zhang and I to drink. You're still here to join in the fun, no, no."

The cripple man named Zhang laughed, "It's okay, I have some wine. I'll get it after I finish drinking."

"atmosphere!"

Wang Yu gave a thumbs up and gestured, "Brother is a cheerful person."

At this time, Chen Anzhi happened to walk out with a cup and put it on the table.

"Come on, let's meet one."

The three raised their glasses and drank them all in one sip.

At this time, someone came outside. Wang Yu turned around and saw that it was Zhao Erdi.

His eyes were red, as if he had just cried, and he didn't say anything when he came. He took the wine pot from the table and took a big sip at the mouth of the bottle.

Then his cheeks turned red, and after walking a few steps, he thumped and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Jiang Yun looked at it stupidly, picked up the wine pot and poured it down, it was empty inside.

"Ah! Kill Qiandao, it's okay to give me steamed buns, I can even rob wine! Are you still a human?"

Unfortunately, Zhao Erdi had already died of sleep and had no reaction at all.

Zhang Crook sighed, "This kid never drinks, so I'll get a little more."
Chapter completed!