Fairyland, big problem

"This... this is..."

After a long time, Mu Chucai muttered.

"What do you think?" Wen Jiu wound back the sealing belt in circles, only to find that the half-body belt was broken by the evil spirit energy when it was untied, and the one-time sealing talisman also lost its effect.

The little secretary beside him has already fetched the spare items, wrapped the sword Wanli in a transparent film made of special material, and pasted a new sealing talisman on it.

Patriarch Mu's eyes were bright, and when he turned around, he found that Xu Bafang and other high-ranking managers were all addicted to watching big dramas.

They obviously know that this strategy academy student has a real guy!

"Well, if you don't share a good story with me, do you think I'm too old to talk about?"

Xu Bafang hastily cupped his hands, "Master Mu laughed, since it involves freelance scout missions, how can I chat casually for no reason."

But Mu Shenzhou hadn't pulled away from the shock, and walked to Iron Fist.

"It's a long life, Wen Jiu really bought the real thing at the street stall!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Usually, Mu Shenzhou took advantage of the big guys, but today he was an intelligence agent, only Mu Shenzhou who returned from a business trip didn't know, so he was the only one.

Mu Chutian can be regarded as a clown who jumped onto the stage by himself, which is insignificant.

Today, the representative of the Tianmu family is Mu Yuanshan. Everyone has a close relationship on weekdays, and they didn't talk about the topic.

The only way is that young people always have some small thoughts of being overjoyed, which is understandable.

"etc!"

Mu Chutian is still in the focus area of ​​everyone, the difference is that it was originally the focus of envy and admiration, but now it has become the center of the vortex of ridicule and disappointment.

At this time, his face was hot, and he was ashamed and annoyed.

If the matter just now had stopped at presenting the treasured sword, without too much boasting and bragging, maybe it would have passed.

It's a pity that there is no if, and it is purely self-inflicted.

"Students from the Strategy Academy over there." Mu Chutian's tone was rather unkind.

"what?"

Wen Jiu put his saber back expressionlessly,

Thinking about this guy, is it possible that he still has to continue to go up?

Come to a duel or something disgusting?

"sorry!"

"ah?"

The plot took a turn for the worse, Mu Chutian's face was flushed with shame and anger, and he forcefully squeezed out words from between his teeth.

"I, the Tianmu family, Mu Chutian... haven't conquered Feipeng pass!"

In front of everyone, Mu Chutian revealed himself.

He and the Tianmu family's dark fighter team set off from District 5 in advance. Originally, they just wanted to experience actual combat in the wilderness, but they happened to find that Feipeng Pass was weak.

After several trials, the original idea was to kill a few Feipeng generals and show their growth in front of the clansmen.

Unexpectedly, during the investigation, research, and formal action, Feipengguan was found to be abnormally quiet.

After sneaking in, I found that most of the evil things inside were emptied, leaving only a Feipeng general and a few miscellaneous fish.

So, Mu Chutian led people to empty out the evil-type psychic energy and the remaining evil things, and returned to Loquat City with the record symbol, thinking to try his luck, maybe no one submitted this task.

As for the 'turbid weapon' in Feipeng pass and the previous treasured sword, they were naturally taken away by them.

"I am the eldest grandson of the head of the family, so I have to admit that I was too happy... I was so vain and deceived everyone earlier, Mu Chutian hereby apologizes."

After confessing in a self-destructive manner, Mu Chutian bowed to all sides.

"One day, I will seriously solve the 4-star 'cause point' with my strength!"

Wen Jiu tried to empathize, saying those words might be ashamed enough to explode his blood vessels.

But it is indeed the most appropriate way to restore self-esteem and family face, this can be seen from the soothing expressions of Patriarch Mu and Mu Yuandong.

The guests with sarcasm and ridicule also restrained themselves one after another, maybe they were also thinking about whether it would be possible to redeem themselves in this way.

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it." Patriarch Mu commented, then turned to look at Mu Yuandong, "Your son, it's not easy."

"It's just a remedy after a dead sheep, Mr. Mu just saw a joke."

After apologizing, Mu Chutian straightened his back again, feeling relieved, taking the self-destruction step was hard work, but after taking it, he felt much more comfortable.

"I still have one thing that I don't know, can I ask the seniors to give me some pointers?"

The owner present is Patriarch Mu, he nodded slightly, "Let's talk about it, everyone."

Mu Chutian pointed at Wen Jiu, "That student's sword may be real, but where is my treasured sword?"

This question is not only puzzled by Wen Jiu, but also by the seniors in the Tianmu family team.

One of them obtained this knife from the highest shelf in the living room of Marshal Feipeng with his own hands. It has the inscription of the royal family of the Qiong Dynasty and the inscription of Feipeng. It cannot be faked.

If they hadn't seen Wen Jiu take out the real thing, they still thought that the treasured sword in the wooden box was Wanli.

"Hahahaha, no wonder Chu Tian misunderstood." Patriarch Mu stroked his white beard and laughed, "There must be many people here who didn't recognize it?"

Indeed, including Wen Jiu, there was a trace of doubt. It was only because he had fought with Marshal Feipeng that he was sure that the one-meter sword full of gems was not suitable for Feipeng's swordsmanship.

"Among them, my granddaughter is the professional."

It can be seen that Patriarch Mu loves Mu Fengshuang, and the stage that attracts everyone's attention allows her granddaughter to show off her knowledge, even though she has no aptitude for cultivation.

Being called out suddenly, Mu Fengshuang was a little nervous and encouraged to maintain a dignified and elegant image.

"Guests, seniors, Fengshuang majored in the history of practice at Changle University, and happened to come into contact with the history of Marshal Feipeng while dabbling in books in private. I'm here to make a fool of myself and hope to get some advice."

Mu Fengshuang made a melodramatic opening remark, and then said it to the point.

"The treasured sword displayed by Mr. Mu is indeed the property of Marshal Feipeng, and it is indeed a gift from the court of the Qiong Dynasty. It belongs to the saber and decorative sword."

"Decorative knife?!" Mu Chutian pointed to the contents of the box in amazement, "This is real moon-level spiritual equipment."

"It can only be said that Chaotang recognized the status of Marshal Fei Peng and respected his illustrious military exploits." Mu Fengshuang explained.

In ancient times, civil servants and military generals had to face military parades, celebrations, sacrifices and other activities in addition to formal meetings and duties.

To attend such events, it is quite inconvenient to bring regular combat weapons, and there must be relative signs.

Therefore, Wenchen changed to holding a long jade tablet;

(In TV dramas, the long strips held by officials in the early dynasty are called "Wat" hu, the fourth tone.)

Military generals wear sabers that are one size smaller. The focus is not on the convenience of cutting and killing, but on the display of majesty and dignity.

Mu Fengshuang motioned everyone to look at the texture on the scabbard of the treasured sword.

"The sabers and jade plaques used in the Qiong Dai ceremony have corresponding textures that can be studied. The museum in Tianyuan City, the capital of District 6, has several related collections, and the textures are in line with the standard."

After Mu Fengshuang's well-founded remarks, the guests all admired that there are so many foreshadowings in the subtleties of history.

Some guests who know about antique collections even agree with the accuracy of Mu Fengshuang's remarks.

Hearing that everyone praised his granddaughter, Patriarch Mu was much happier than himself being sought after, so he grinned unconsciously...