Chapter 259 The real sword move! Exposing counterfeit goods【1 update】
As she said that, the woman looked Ye Banlan up and down a few more times.
She is unexpectedly beautiful, but at such a young age, what can she achieve?
Professor Shen’s expression turned cold: “Ms. "
"Mr. Shen, I think I have made it very clear." The woman's expression was extremely cold, "As the successor of the Sword Master, it is impossible for me to hand over the relics of the Sword Master to outsiders. What's more, my research is also very cold. Still in progress!”
She didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup this little girl poured into these two professors from Yunjing University?
"Ms. Xie, Lao Shen and I are not discussing with you, but informing you." Professor Li said coldly, "You are not an employee of the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. As an external employee, you are not qualified to decide the whereabouts of cultural relics." Keep!"
"You...!" The woman laughed angrily, "Okay, I'll give you the hilt of the sword. If you can't find anything by then, be sure not to send it back again. I don't want it anymore!"
She turned around and went into the house, took out a box, and threw the box out with great resentment.
The box ejected like a cannonball, with great speed and impact.
Professor Shen didn't expect the woman to smash the box towards her face, and was stunned for a moment.
"Crack!"
Ye Banglan stretched out his hand from behind Professor Shen and held the box firmly in his palm.
She slowly raised her head, looked at the woman, and said in a calm voice: "Didn't your family teach you to respect the youngest?"
This glance was extremely dull, but it was full of intimidation.
Their eyes met for a few tenths of a second, but the woman couldn't help but take a few steps back, and even sat down on the chair with a clang.
The woman's expression changed again and again.
The throw she just threw was not a casual throw, but contained inner strength.
Not to mention an elderly person like Professor Shen, even a young person would have to go to the hospital if he was hit correctly.
How could Ye Puanlan catch it so easily? !
"Two professors, we have got the things, let's go." Ye Banglan stretched out his hand to support Professor Shen, "The air here is dirty. If you stay any longer, it will inevitably invade your body."
This time, the woman didn't speak, but her eyes darkened a bit, looking at Ye Turning's back uncertainly.
The boat returned from the island in the middle of the lake to the ferry in Fengyuan City.
After his feet landed on the ground again, Professor Shen took a deep breath.
She wiped her sweat and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Turn the tide, thank you so much just now. If it weren't for you...my old bones would have been injured."
But fortunately, I got the hilt of the Sword Master's Sword back.
However, at this time, Professor Shen saw Ye Banglan grasping the hilt of the sword and shaking his hand slightly.
There was a "crackling" sound, and the sword hilt was broken into pieces.
"!!!"
Professor Shen's pupils suddenly shrank: "Turn the tide?!"
Ye Banglan shook his head and said lightly: "Fake."
Upon hearing these words, the expressions of Professor Shen and Professor Li changed!
“Fake?!” Professor Shen was shocked, “How could it be fake?”
"Because on the hilt of the sword master's sword, there will be a word '天' made up of seal patterns." Ye Banlan explained, "But I just looked through it and there is no similar pattern."
Pattern is one of them.
The most important thing is that the weight of the hilt is wrong.
When she was studying under Xie Leyou, she once held this sword master's sword.
She still clearly remembers the weight of the sword tip, blade, hilt and tassel to this day.
The hilt of the sword she just crushed was so light that it could never be genuine.
The sword master's martial arts skills are unparalleled. In addition to the extremely powerful sword technique of the "Nine Swords of Heaven", the swords he uses are naturally treasures.
How could he be destroyed by her so easily? "I see." Professor Shen murmured, and sighed again, "I thought that if we found the hilt of the sword, we would be able to learn more about the Sword Master, but we didn't expect...it turned out to be a lie. ”
"No -" Ye Wanlan said slowly, "The sword hilt discovered by the two professors should be real."
Professor Shen and Professor Li looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes, and blurted out at the same time: "So, she actually made a fake hilt early and gave it to us?"
Ye Tuanlan nodded.
"How unreasonable!" Professor Shen was furious, "Didn't you carefully check her character when you recommended her?"
She and Professor Li did not know Ms. Xie, but was recommended by another researcher at the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. In addition, she was known as the "Successor of the Sword Saint", so they handed over the hilt of the sword. "Two professors, don't worry." Ye Banglan wrote lightly, "I will get the sword hilt back at this time tomorrow."
The previous sword master was her master, and the last sword master was her senior brother.
She does not allow anyone to pretend to be the successor of the Sword Saint.
**
In the evening, Ye turned the tide and returned to the hotel.
Huo Yungui is not here today. According to Rong Yu, he got a book of exercises produced by China University from Yan Tingfeng and is immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
"Why were you out for so long today?" Yan Tingfeng poured a cup of freshly brewed tea and handed it over, "Did something difficult happen?"
"It doesn't count." Ye Banlan briefly recounted what happened in the afternoon, "I don't know what the use of pretending to be the successor of the Sword Saint is, and who ordered it."
The woman named Xie is not an ordinary person.
She felt the fluctuation of internal energy in the other party.
The internal strength is not high, but people with internal strength can easily deal with ordinary people.
Yan Tingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint murderous intent gathering in his eyes: "Do you need help?"
The former Sword Master Xie Leyou is one of the only masters he recognizes.
Xie Leyou is a free and easy-going person who is free from the world. He is a world-saving hero who often draws his sword to help when encountering injustice.
Although he sometimes does some unreliable things when he is drunk, Xie Leyou is very qualified whether as a knight errant or a teacher.
After Xie Leyou passed away, the name of Sword Master was inherited by his son Xie Linyuan.
He had fought against Xie Linyuan and admitted that the other party was indeed better than his master, and he promoted the name "Sword Master" even more.
But three hundred years later, where did the so-called successor of the Sword Saint come from?
Although "Tianxing Nine Swords", Shence Spear Technique and Tianyin Music Technique are both the strongest martial arts in the world, but unlike the six major sects, there is only one sword master in each generation.
Once Xie Linyuan dies, where will the Sword Master be?
"I will speak up when needed." Ye Banlan raised an eyebrow, "We have known each other for such a long time and we are also friends. I never show off to my friends."
Yan Tingfeng's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he murmured again: "Friends..."
This word is very luxurious to him.
He has traveled around the world for more than 20 years and has only a handful of people he can call his "friends".
Those who stayed with him were mostly afraid of him.
"Okay, friend." Yan Tingfeng raised his head again and smiled An Ran, "If Xiao Wan needs help, I won't be stingy."
"I need to go out in a while." Ye Banlan nodded, "Please help me call my uncle."
Yan Tingfeng was calm and composed: "It's a small matter. I already promised my uncle when I came to Fengyuan. You go and do your work. I'll be there for the rest."
At half past twelve in the middle of the night, the small island in the center of the lake.
The sky was extremely dark at this moment, and there were only a few stars and a crescent moon above the night sky.
The woman walked out of the cabin and sat on a stone bench by the river.
In her hand was a piece of metal—the hilt of the Sword Master's Sword.
"These people from the Cultural Relics Bureau are really easy to fool." The woman smiled contemptuously and said to herself, "The fake sword hilt was taken away so happily, so I want to see what else you can come up with. Come."
She stroked the hilt of the sword fondly, and suddenly, the wind howled violently.
"Who?!" The woman's expression turned cold and she stood up suddenly.
She also reacted very quickly. With a flip of her wrist, she put away the hilt of the sword.
"You do have a real sword hilt in your hand, but can you really study it?" A voice said in a calm tone, "Or have you been deceiving yourself by using the name of the Sword Master's successor for a long time?"
The woman turned around suddenly, her pupils trembling: "Is it you?"
Ye Banglan stood with his hands behind his back: "Hand over the real hilt of the sword."
"Impossible!" the woman sneered, "You are so brave, you dare to come to my place alone in the middle of the night. It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of death."
"It seems you don't want to talk properly." Ye Banlan said lightly, "It just so happens that I do too."
She raised her hand and slowly raised the sword.
Good morning~~
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