The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 296 Casting Sword Villa
After writing the two different letters, Dang Dang took out a stack of bank notes from his pocket and patted them on the scholar's hand.

Seeing that Xiang Dangdang wanted to give money, the frail scholar waved his hands again and again, "There is no need for money, the pavilion master said, the world is in chaos now, we Wenshan Shuhai Pavilion will do our best to help Taiwu, and please Taiwu to restore peace to the world as soon as possible."

"Oh?" Xiang Dangdang looked at the feeble scholar in front of him and was very surprised. These information dealers don't want money. Is it because money is worthless in troubled times?
"That's fine, since you don't want it, then I'll go first." Dang Dang put the banknote in his arms, and walked out the door.

Seeing Dangdang walk out of the store, the frail scholar walked towards the back of the bookstore with the rice paper full of black characters written on Dangdang.

Passing through an unremarkable courtyard, the scholar came to a bedroom.

As he gently twisted the ink stand on the table with his hand, a stone staircase extending downward was slowly revealed on the wall next to it.

Walking down the stairs, what appeared in front of him was a vast basement, several men who looked like literati were holding various secret letters and quickly sorting them into categories.

"Changfeng, I just heard some movement outside, who is here?" A middle-aged man with a handsome face raised his head and asked the scholar named Changfeng.

When he came to the ground, the greenness on Chang Fengqian's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he put the two letter papers written in his hands solemnly in front of this person.

"Shopkeeper, this is the letter Taiwu asked us to send to her. One is for the Xuehou sect, and the other is for the other fourteen sects."

"Oh? The letter Taiwu wants to send? She is in Yacheng now?" The man quickly took it and read it carefully.

After reading all of them, his face changed drastically, and he shouted anxiously to a man next to him: "Han Yan, Zhang Hu, put down everything at hand, and must deliver Taiwu's letter as soon as possible! !"

Seeing his subordinates take the paper away, the shopkeeper seemed not very relieved, and immediately walked to his desk, and began to silently write out the two letters written by Taiwu before.

After Changfeng saw his companion take away the letter paper with a solemn expression, he said to the shopkeeper next to him with some hesitation: "Shopkeeper, I heard some gossip in the cabinet recently, can you tell me it's true?" ?”

"Since you know it's rumors, don't believe them."

"Treasurer Zhang, I heard that the General Pavilion said that it is going to pledge allegiance to Taiwu. Is this true?"

The Langhao pen, which was writing rapidly, suddenly stopped, and shopkeeper Zhang raised his head to look at the scholar in front of him.

He sighed, and gently rested the brush in his hand on the inkstone. "Chang Feng, you have been in the pavilion for three years, do you know the history of our Wenshan Shuhai Pavilion?"

"I heard that it has something to do with that court?"

Shopkeeper Zhang nodded with a gloomy expression, "That's right, Jin Yiwei, who was so famous in the past, was afraid of ghosts and ghosts, but now he relies on selling books and news to make a living... Hehe, it's really ridiculous."

Without waiting for Chang Feng to ask again, shopkeeper Zhang turned around and walked in front of Chang Feng, "Go and do your work, you just need to remember that those adults in the Zongge Pavilion have not given up their former glory!!"

"What does that have to do with Taiwu?"

"Don't ask too much, they only have plans."

But when Dangdang outside led Ning Shuning to the gate of Yacheng, he saw the gate was wide open and Linghujing led a group of people looking at him eagerly.

But when he saw that Dangdang walked in, Linghu Jing put his hands together and bowed to Dangdang. "Thank you for saving my son's life!"

As he bowed down, all the people behind him also bowed down to Dangdang.

But after waiting for a long time, Linghu Jing found that no one agreed to him, and when he raised his head again, he found that the woman in front of him had disappeared.

"Ah, then this heroine is really a bodhisattva alive." All the people immediately whispered their praises for their resounding good deeds.

After coming out of Yacheng, Xiang Dangdang got into the carriage and rushed towards Zhujian Villa without stopping.

She had already spent a month waiting for Xiang Dangdang to come to the birthplace of the famous swords and knives in the world.

The huge Casting Sword Villa is located on the mountainside. The huge iron gate is cast from the whole iron block, and the two ten-foot-tall lions are very impressive.

However, at this time, the Jianjian Villa was very deserted, and even the two young men with swords standing at the door were listless.

After seeing Dangdang jumping out of the carriage, the young man leaning against the door on the right looked sleepy.

He held a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and waved it casually at Dangdang with his right hand. "Nowadays the world is in turmoil, Zhujian Villa does not rent, cast or sell, guests have nothing else to do, please come back."

Dangdang stretched out his hand and threw a greeting card in his arms over.

When the young man saw the word "Taiwu" on the greeting card, he was shocked, and the dog's tail grass in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Taiwu?!" The man took a few glances at Dang Dang in front of him carefully, and quickly rushed in through the door with this greeting card.

But after a while, he ran back quickly, and said with respect in his tone: "Taiwu, please."

Under the leadership of this person, Xiang Dang walked into the Sword Casting Villa.

Originally, Dangdang thought that this place should be full of iron strikes, but after entering, there was really no anger at all.

Looking at the lotus blooming in the pond next to him, if he hadn't seen the two men beside him carrying two swords, one wide and one thin, they would have walked into that private school in Dana by themselves.

"Where are you refining your swords? Why is there no sound of iron striking?"

Facing the resounding question, the young man replied with a smile: "Of course the sword furnace can't be in the front, those are all behind the Zhuang, Taiwu's side room is here, and the master will arrive later."

While waiting for another cup of tea in the side room, Wen Kuiren, who was wearing a black and white robe, walked in.

"Taiwu, did you find that meteorite?"

"I found it. My subordinates are rushing towards this side at full speed. When he arrives, I will ask the owner to restore the Fuyu sword with all his strength."

Loudang opened her eyes and said nonsense, of course she didn't have Meteorite, but she knew that since she was in Taiwu Village before, the old man didn't give it to her, even if she asked him for it now, she might still shirk and say no.

Since he didn't intend to give it away, Fang Dangdang had to figure out a way on his own, anyway, it's not like she didn't do this kind of thing before.

"Really? It's really a great thing. You must know that this meteorite is a high-quality sword-making material that is rare in a thousand years. I didn't expect Taiwu to find it so easily."

(End of this chapter)