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Chapter 35 The whereabouts of the Huanqing Giant Sword

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    On the way back to school, the fat man walked at the front and said to the group of old ladies: "You don't know, Axiu was surrounded by a dozen bald men just now, and those people all had knives in their hands. As a result, we  Rush up and knock those grandsons down, right?"

    "right."

    A group of men around them were bragging loudly. There were more than a dozen of them, and they were generally about 1.8 meters tall.

    ??????????????? But thinking about it, there is a difference between twenty or so big men beating one person wildly and a dozen big men beating each other.

    ¡°After all, these guys saved me by mistake just now, so I didn¡¯t expose their background. I carried the unconscious Zhang Chun on my back and felt worried.

    Once a Yin person collects money, he will definitely kill the target. If he doesn't succeed today, he will definitely come again.

    After returning to school, I carried Zhang Chun to their dormitory.

    The other guys haven¡¯t come back yet, saying that it¡¯s not safe for girls to walk at night, so they need to be sent back to the girls¡¯ dormitory.

    After I laid Zhang Chun down on the balcony of their dormitory, I got a basin of water and poured it on his face.

    "Ah." Zhang Chun called out and sat up immediately. He looked around in panic: "Where is my Lin Chiling."

    "Lin Chiling is a piece of shit." I kicked him and said, "You just hit a ghost. Don't ask anything. Just listen to what I have to say."

    I immediately told what happened in the toilet. Yan Beixun originally said that it was best not to tell ordinary people about ghosts and ghosts, but according to the current situation, can you not tell Brother Chun?

    This grandson really thought he had just met Lin Chiling in the toilet.

    After Zhang Chun heard what I said, his face turned pale, he looked at me and asked: "Hey, buddy, you're not lying to me, are you?"

    I took off my clothes and showed him the blood stains on my chest.

    Although the talisman I drew just now was wiped off, the blood was still there. I said, "Brother, did I get some blood on my chest just to lie to you? Also, what do you think is the chance of meeting Lin Chiling in the toilet?"

    "No, then why did he want to kill me? There is no injustice or enmity." Zhang Chun said.

    As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed slightly.

    "What's wrong?" I asked.

    Zhang Chun patted his thigh and said, "By the way, could it be related to what my father encountered before?"

    "What happened to your father?" I asked strangely.

    "Well, my father is an antique appraiser. Last month, someone in Taiwan invited my father to his place to appraise an antique. When he came back, my father was covered in injuries and was beaten. My mother and I asked him what happened.  He didn¡¯t say anything about it,¡± Zhang Chun said.

    "Let's go, take me to find your father. This matter is related to your kid's life, so don't be careless." I said, pulling Zhang Chun up from the ground.

    Having said this, I picked up the phone and called Yan Beixun. It would be better to tell him what happened today.

    After dialing the phone, Yan Beixun asked with a smile: "How about getting rid of that dirty thing?"

    "No." I said, "I met someone who is doing the underworld."

    "Tell me about it." Yan Beixun's tone became more serious.

    I told what happened.

    "Taiwanese antiques?" Yan Beixun said, "Protect Zhang Chun, I will come right away."

    After saying that, he hung up the phone.

    I suddenly understood that two of the three treasures passed down by the ancestor were taken away by wealthy businessmen in Taiwan. Yan Beixun was naturally extremely sensitive to such things.

    I also went back to the dormitory to take a shower and then changed my clothes.

    After Zhang Chun and I changed our clothes, Qin Jiang, Shen Kai and the rest of the group slowly walked back to the dormitory.

    I led Zhang Chun outside.

    "Help me ask for leave. Zhang Chun and I are going out tonight. We have something to do." I said hello to Qin Jiang and the others.

    "You're going to go out and work all night just after school starts?" Qin Jiang nodded: "Okay, I'll call the class teacher for you later and tell you that you two are sick and have gone to see a doctor."

    "Thank you." I said and led Zhang Chun towards the school gate.

    Zhang Chun has been silent since he heard me say these things.

    "Why haven't you spoken?" I asked, looking at Zhang Chun with a smile.

    Zhang Chun said: "I'm a little worried about my father. He just went over to help identify antiques. Why did he provoke people to kill me?"

    "I'll see you laterNow that you're home, ask your father and everything will be clear.  "When Zhang Chun and I walked out of the school gate, we saw Yan Beixun's car.

    I took Zhang Chun to the door of the car, opened the door, and got in the car with Zhang Chun.

    "Where do you live?" Yan Beixun waited for us to get in the car, then looked at Zhang Chun and asked.

    "Beibei? Sit tight." Yan Beixun glared at the accelerator, and the car started racing.

    "You drive slower, hurry up and reincarnate." I said hurriedly.

    The car drove for about half an hour, and we arrived at the downstairs of Zhang Chun¡¯s house at twelve o¡¯clock at night.

    Zhang Chun¡¯s house is an old residential building with no elevator.

    Zhang Chun led us to the seventh floor, then took out the key and opened the door.

    I went in and took a look. There was nothing outstanding about the decoration in Zhang Chun¡¯s house. Instead, there were a lot of antiques.

    At this time, the lights were on inside, and a middle-aged man who looked very similar to Zhang Chun was sitting on the sofa smoking.

    "Dad, my friend has something urgent to ask you." Zhang Chun turned around and said, "Axiu, this is my dad."

    "Hello, Uncle Zhang."

    Zhang Chun's father stood up strangely and said, "Hey, didn't you go to study? Why did you suddenly come back?"

    "Mr. Zhang, right? Zhang Chun almost died today." Yan Beixun stepped forward carelessly.

    When Zhang Chun's father heard this, his face changed slightly, but he didn't show a very surprised expression. He sat on the sofa dejectedly and said blankly: "They really came to the door."

    "Can you please tell us what happened?" Yan Beixun asked, sitting next to Zhang Chun's father.

    "Can they trust you?" Zhang Chun's father looked at Zhang Chun and asked.

    Zhang Chun nodded: "If it weren't for Axiu today, I might have died."

    "A month ago, I received a business order, asking me to go to Taiwan to appraise an antique." Zhang Chun's father said: "The antique was very strange, a huge bronze sword. I have been appraising antiques for many years.  I have a lot of experience, but I can¡¯t tell which era that giant bronze sword was from.¡±

    "Illusion Green Giant Sword." Yan Beixun suddenly laughed.

    "Hahaha, I finally found it!" Yan Beixun firmly grabbed his shoulders: "Who invited you to go!"

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that the little bastard who ran away was still alive.¡±

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