Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Siheyuan in Kyoto has become a scarce resource, but also a kind of culture. Ordinary courtyard houses still have a chance to do it. The quadrangle courtyard of the second courtyard has no market for many years. As for the quadrangle courtyard of the third courtyard, it is already a kind of cultural relic, a kind of inheritance, and a kind of symbol.

"Grandpa, I'm just thinking about it. In fact, what I want to do the most is to buy a piece of land in the suburbs, build a Chinese-style garden villa, and then dig a lake in front of the villa, plant lotus roots in it, and stock all kinds of fish and shrimp , and build a few boats. Pick lotus in summer, catch lobster, fish eel, dig lotus root in winter, release water to catch fish, that’s life.”

Li Mo said longingly as he walked.

"Why do I sound like you are going to live in seclusion? You want to be lazy at such a young age."

"Haha, I just want to create a more suitable and comfortable retirement environment for my grandparents."

Li Mo giggled.

Shi Lao's eyes changed a little, but in the end it was this grandson who was the most caring.

When the two entered the third courtyard, they saw a man in his forties waiting at the door. He was wearing a neat military uniform and his hair was combed meticulously. Li Mo's eyes fell on his shoulder, which was a golden five-pointed star.

"Master Shi, this way please."

"I'll go out to pick up this kid, so please come out and meet him."

"Sure, I've heard about Li Mo's legend a long time ago. If he enters the army, I'd like to bring him by my side and train him well."

"Hahaha, this kid is very lazy. If you really want him to join the army, nine out of ten he will hide and not show his face. Let's go, see the old chief."

Li Mo followed the two into a study room. The study room was very large, about forty or fifty square meters in size. In the study room, there was a table and a chair, the four treasures of the study and a set of leisure sofa and tea table.

On the surrounding walls are hung a pair of swords with different styles.

At this moment, there were three people sitting there drinking tea, one of them was about eighty years old and thin, but sitting there exuded a powerful aura invisibly.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man in his fifties and a young man in his thirties. They looked a little reserved, half-sat on the sofa with their buttocks close together, and their waists straight.

"Old chief, I brought Xiaomo here."

The oldest old man turned his head to look at Li Mo at this moment.

Li Mo's eyes went up to meet him, and immediately his back felt numb, his heart was beating violently, his legs were weak and he was a little bit unsteady.

Such sharp eyes, such a big aura, such a strong oppressive force.

But he persisted, straightened his back, his gaze became calm, and his breathing gradually became steady.

"Okay, pour tea."

The old man suddenly spit out three words.

Shi Lao immediately smiled, his strange grandson really gave him a lot of face, he actually stood up under the gaze of the old chief, and performed very well.

The other three people in the study were also very surprised. To be honest, the old chief had seen some outstanding young people before, but the most outstanding performance was this Li Mo.

Li Mo knew that he had passed the first level, so he hurriedly walked to the coffee table, picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of tea into the teacup in front of the old chief, and said respectfully, "Please drink tea."

Instead of drinking tea, the old man asked, "Tell me what was the first thought that came to your mind when you saw me for the first time?"

The other four people looked at him immediately, the old chief did not play cards according to the rules.

Li Mo didn't hesitate at all, and replied loudly: "Although the tiger king is old, the king is very powerful."

The old man's eyes suddenly brightened a little, and the others were stunned for a while, and then showed surprise expressions.

This answer is absolutely perfect. Not only did he dare to say it, but he also said it as a matter of course without any hesitation, which shows that his first thought was really like this.

In the past, the old chief would also ask other people similar questions, but most of those people answered in a satisfactory manner and were very cautious.

"Um."

The old man picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"I learned the skill of appreciating treasures from my master, isn't your master even better?"

"Teacher, preaching and teaching karma to dispel doubts. Master is my guide and lighting. My master often said that blue is better than blue because of blue. In fact, I don't agree. Compared with blue, blue is more beautiful, just like the sky. , like the sea."

It was very quiet in the study.

Li Mo didn't answer the old man's question directly, but everyone already understood what he meant. And his answer can make people feel a little touched, which shows that the master's status in his heart is so high and so sacred.

"Baby, very good."

The old man said four words.

At this time, the young man next to the old man got up and walked to the desk, walked over with a long box in both hands, and carefully put it on the coffee table.

"Please, Mr. Li."

It seems that what is contained in this long box should be the sword that needs to be identified.

Li Mo opened the lid of the long box, and inside was a long sword lying in a sword mold made of yellow flannel. The scabbard and hilt of this sword are gray-black, without any engraved patterns on the surface, simple and unpretentious, at first glance, it gives people a very special shock, the kind of simple beauty that touches people's hearts.

"Offended."

Li Mo took out the long sword with both hands, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and gently pulled out a long finger, the blade seemed to exude a chill.

He looked with different pupils, and the sword emitted a faint milky white halo, which meant that the sword had a history, at least fifty or sixty years ago.

"Boy, tell me."

Li Mo put the long sword back into the box, shook his head and replied, "It's hard to say."

"Xiaomo, the old chief asked you to talk about it, so you just talk about it. It's hard to say what it is." Shi Lao was a little anxious. The child was so good just now, why did he start to lose the chain at a critical moment.

"Turnip greens, all have love."

Li Mo answered without thinking.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly laughed after hearing this sentence, very happy.

"Xiaoshi, your grandson is very interesting, I like it."

Shi Lao was very happy to see the old chief, and said modestly: "Old chief, why didn't I hear what it meant?"

"He said that this sword is actually an ordinary sword, but as long as I like it, this sword is a good sword. Interesting, very interesting."

The old man smiled for a while, pointed around and said, "I like this kid. Some of the swords hanging on the wall were collected by me when I was young, some were given by my old man, and some were brought back by my juniors from abroad. Li Mo, you I'll give you that sword if you like it."

The people in the study were moved when they heard this. These are the favorite things of the old chief, not to mention that he offered to give them to the juniors, even if the juniors at home couldn't touch them, it can be seen that Li Mo's impression on him is really good.

"Old chief, this is absolutely unacceptable." Shi Lao quickly declined, he said so, but he was actually happy in his heart. If Li Mo really walked out of this study with a sword today, then as long as he didn't commit some evil things that both people and gods were angry with, and heaven and people complained, then basically no one would trouble him.

"Xiaoshi, I didn't give it to you." The old man looked at Li Mo and continued with a faint smile, "Some of the swords in it have their origins, and some of them are just beautiful. Which one to choose."

"It is reasonable to say that the elder gave it to me, so I dare not give it up. But these swords are the old man's favorite, I feel ashamed for taking one, and I dare not act recklessly."

"Young people also learn how to grind like other people. If you let you choose one, just choose one."

The old man said with a stern face.

"Stinky boy, hurry up and thank the old man."

Shi Lao wished he could drag Li Mo to the wall with his own hands.

Li Mo had no choice but to bow to the old man, then walked to the wall and began to look. There are so many kinds of swords hanging on the wall of the study, some are simple and unpretentious, and some are magnificent with jewels inlaid. He opened the different pupils and walked forward slowly.

The first wall passed by, the second wall passed by, but when the third wall was about to be finished, a sword fell into his different pupils.

A dark blue halo was transmitted from the sword body, forming circles of dark blue light that spread out, and the world in front of me suddenly became a boundless sky and a deep sea.