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142 Ten Years of Covenant

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    "Uh, well, master, let's stop bragging about each other here, you should tell me what to do about this matter."  Mo Xiaoyu really wants to know if Mingzheng is lying to him. If the old monk Mingzheng can't come up with something to convince him, he won't listen to him. I'm not stupid, I think I know a little more than you, a monk.  Sophisticated.

    "I can help you, but you have to promise me one condition."  Mingzheng said.

    "What conditions?" Mo Xiaoyu became vigilant again.

    "It's very simple, when you feel that your martial arts is about the same, go to a date for me."

    "Male and female?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "Do you think a person like me is dating a woman?" Mingzheng said angrily.

    "Master is dating a man?" Mo Xiaoyu asked strangely.

    "He is my elder brother, the current Wudang head teacher, ten years of appointment, and three years to come."  Mingzheng said slowly.

    "Oh, to say that you monks and Taoists are hypocritical, now you have a phone, just make a phone call and finish the conversation. It's so complicated, and you have agreed for ten years. I thought it was with a woman, not Xiaolongnv.  Yang Guo, oh"

    "Shut up, if you interrupt while I'm talking, I'll throw you down from here."  Mingzheng said angrily.

    Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback, this guy, why is he always so angry.

    But Mo Xiaoyu is not stupid. I can tell that this Mingzheng must have been beaten by someone in the martial arts competition back then. If he couldn't beat him, he hid here to practice martial arts.  To die, that's why Mo Xiaoyu kept pretending to be stupid.

    "If you were my apprentice, I wouldn't need to tell you about this, but you are not, you were snatched away by that old bald donkey Mingkong, so I will exchange it with you, how about it?" Mingzheng changed his face  , asked.

    "How to exchange?"

    "This is a scripture book that I stole from Wudang back then. Take it back and read it. If you don't understand it, I can teach you, but you have to promise me and go to the appointment for me."  He smiled without paying attention.

    "What is this scripture for?" Mo Xiaoyu asked after looking at the yellowish book in Mingzheng's hand.

    "You promise me first, and I will give it to you, and I promise that it will be of great use to you. If it is not useful, our family transaction will be terminated, how about it?" Mingzheng asked.

    Mo Xiaoyu thought about it, and it seems that there is no other way, there are still three years, who knows what will be like after three years, I can write a book about my experience in these two months.

    "Okay, master, I promise you."  Mo Xiaoyu nodded.

    "If you dare to play tricks on me, I have a hundred ways to die for you to choose."

    "So many?" Mo Xiaoyu laughed.

    Mingzheng ignored Mo Xiaoyu, who was glib, and handed him the book, but Mo Xiaoyu took it over and looked at it. Most of the characters were unknown, and they were all traditional characters, and some were in seal script, but he knew the pictures. Damn,  Sure enough, Mingzheng didn't lie to himself, all the records on it were the techniques in the room, the various postures, not to mention, the brush strokes were pretty good, and the lines were clearly visible.

    "This book is called "Pengzu Yangxing Jing". You can read it carefully. Most of the words can be found and translated in the dictionary. If you can go to the appointment for me, this book is yours. If not, I will take the book  I will take your life."  Ming said with a frosty face.

    "Okay, I see, I will consider this matter."  Mo Xiaoyu flipped through the scriptures under the faint sunlight. Although it was difficult to understand, thanks to the illustrations, it was still understandable.

    The 11th holiday is finally here. Mo Xiaoyu and Gu Keke have been looking at the map for the past few days, looking for the most suitable route, and are going to drive back to her hometown. There are gifts for the whole village in the car.

    At this time, Mo Xiaoyu received a call from Ji Shengjie, saying that he had arrived in Tangzhou, and asked Mo Xiaoyu to pick him up. He had too many things to take a taxi.

    Mo Xiaoyu thought it was Ji Kexin who came back, but when he arrived at the airport, he found that Ji Shengjie was alone, and there was only a long suitcase with not much luggage at all.

    "Damn it, Ji Shengjie, your face is really big enough. If you ask me to drive a hundred miles to pick you up with a broken box, wouldn't it be over if you take a taxi?"  Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

    "Hey, brother-in-law, calm down, calm down, let me tell you, there are one roll of ancient paper inside, one roll from the Ming Dynasty, one roll from the Northern Song Dynasty, and tribute ink from the Ming Dynasty. Think about it, how much is this worth?  Money, what if I get confused, fall asleep in the car, and forget to take it when I get out of the car, what should I do? What should I do?" Ji Shengjie looked very reasonable.

      Hearing what Ji Shengjie said, Mo Xiaoyu lost most of his anger and asked Ji Shengjie to get in the car.

    "It took a lot of effort to do these things, right?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "You're right, Gongmo is easy to find. After all, it's easy to store, but the paper is ruined. It's so well preserved. It took a lot of effort. I finally asked a friend to find it in a temple in Zhangye, Gansu.  The climate over there is dry, otherwise, this paper would not be easy to store."  Ji Shengjie said proudly.

    "Well, money is not a problem".  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "I don't want money."

    "You don't want money? Then what do you want?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "I want 10% of the sales price of the finished product, not much."  Ji Shengjie blinked slyly and smiled.

    It seems that Ji Shengjie's purpose for wanting these things has been clear for a long time, otherwise he would not have worked so hard to find these things for himself, and asking for 10% was already planned.

    "You kid really dare to open your mouth, 10%, do you know how much 10% is?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "I don't know, if there are too many, I'm lucky. I won't ask you for compensation if I earn more or less. How about it, can I count it as a share?" Ji Shengjie laughed.

    The two returned to Ji Kexin's villa together and unloaded the things, but they didn't know how to identify these ancient papers and ink ingots. They needed to find Lang Jianbai to identify the authenticity and date, especially the date. This is the most important thing.  Otherwise, if you use the ink of the Qing Dynasty to paint the paintings of the Ming Dynasty, isn't it a scam?

    "Brother-in-law, will you go to Beijing with me during the holidays?" Ji Shengjie asked.

    "I can't go, I have something to go out."

    "Go out, take me there, I have nothing to do, I just want to go shopping."  Ji Shengjie said immediately.

    "Do you really want to go?" Mo Xiaoyu turned around and asked.

    "I really want to go, I will go wherever you go."

    "Well, you can't tell your sister about this."

    "Why? Are you going to pick up girls without telling my sister?" Ji Shengjie laughed strangely.

    Mo Xiaoyu didn't speak, but acquiesced, and Ji Shengjie wanted to follow, which relieved Mo Xiaoyu a lot, at least he should have a companion, so that Gu Keke could have some scruples.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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