One person: I am just a pawnshop owner

The sword was covered with holes and cracks, and seemed to be about to break at the slightest touch.

The hilt of the sword is also plain and simple, and the pits on the sword guard are all traces of battle.

The middle of the hilt is wrapped with a layer of tattered string to make it easier to hold.

The tail end seemed to have been knocked, a little flat, and there were signs of wear and tear on it.

This sword is the only useful thing among Xu Si's pile of things.

Yang Fang looked at it for a moment, and he could make out two small words from the wear marks on the hilt.

Zhengyi.

After seeing these two words, Yang Fang couldn't help but pause.

This is the relic of a Zhengyi Taoist priest!

Yang Fang took a photo of the sword and then sent it to Xu Si via WeChat.

Not long after, Xu Si sent a bunch of messages.

[Boss Yang, I asked around for you. This sword was donated by someone from Zhengyi in the 1960s and 1970s. At the time, to celebrate the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, artifacts were being collected from all over the country, and this sword was one of them. However, Zhengyi didn't reveal its owner at the time.]

[However, it is obvious that the owner of this sword must have experienced too much on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War. Oh, it was really tragic back then, and only one in ten of the major sects survived.]

Looking at Xu Si's message, Yang Fang was silent for a moment.

That period of history is a permanent pain in the hearts of every Chinese person.

Even though Yang Fang had never experienced it personally, he would become furious every time he looked at the relevant documents and records.

And now, a sword that had experienced that era was in front of him.

Yang Fang didn't dare to imagine how many horrific scenes he would see if he really entered the memory of Sword Master 890.

He has already made up his mind.

The next time he recalls his memories, he will enter the memory of the sword's owner.

It is precisely because that period of history was truly horrific that he wanted to witness it with his own eyes!

If the previous guesses were correct.

Then the owner of this sword is also Yang Fang's previous life...

He sighed silently and then put away the sword.

Then he sorted out all the other miscellaneous items, and then opened the store and started business.

He spent the next few days in peace.

Everything was fine at the company, and Feng Shayan never came to see Yang Fang again.

However, Zhang Chulan would chat with Yang Fang every now and then.

On the one hand, the other party really treated Yang Fang as a friend and came to complain to him, and on the other hand, he was trying to build a good relationship with Yang Fang.

He was well aware of Yang Fang's recent deeds.

With such a powerful person around, it would not be Zhang Chulan's nature not to curry favor with him.

Just when Yang Fang was considering whether to take advantage of this opportunity to go to the Northeast.

Wudang sent him an invitation.

It was sent by Taoist Master Yunlong.

His master wanted to meet Yang Fang.

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Chapter 69: The Bedridden Wang Ye? Wudang Sect Leader, Zhou Meng! (Subscribe!)

Hubei Province.

Shiyan City.

After Yang Fang walked out of the train station, he took a bus directly to Wudang Mountain.

As a well-known tourist attraction, Wudang Mountain has a direct bus service.

Yang Fang leaned against the window and looked at the trucks flashing by outside, and couldn't help but think of the name for Shiyan on the Internet.

Truck capital.

That's quite appropriate.

More than an hour later, the bus stopped at the parking lot at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Yang Fang got out of the car and followed the crowd to the entrance of Wudang Mountain.

Compared to the Wudang Mountain in his memory, the Wudang Mountain at this time seemed to be full of the atmosphere of fireworks.

With the development of the times, even the most beautiful mountains and rivers will become tourist attractions.

Yang Fang had nothing to regret about this.

Although he has experienced Zhang Fang's life, he is ultimately a person who holds a people's historical perspective.

All living beings are the masters of this world!

At this time, a Taoist priest at the mountain gate saw Yang Fang with his sharp eyes.

The news of Yang Fang's arrival has spread throughout Wudang Mountain.

Especially those Taoist priests who were guarding the mountain gate, they received instructions.

As long as they see Yang Fang, they will lead him into the mountains.

Then two Taoist priests came to Yang Fang.

They bowed to Yang Fang. This scene aroused the curiosity of many tourists around. They couldn't help but talk about it, but soon everyone ignored it.

"Brother Yang Fang, my elders and I have already told you that you would come. Now please follow us."

A Taoist priest said to Yang Fang.

Yang Fang nodded and followed the other party.

When passing through the ticket gate, the Taoist priest took out a ticket swiftly and gestured to Yang Fang behind him to the staff.

After passing the ticket gate, Yang Fang couldn't help but ask:

"So you need a ticket to bring me in?"

The Taoist priest who had spoken earlier smiled helplessly and said:

"Brother Yang Fang, you should know that the current owner of Wudang Mountain is the country."

After hearing this, Yang Fang didn't ask any more questions.

What else can I say? Nothing more to say.

But soon, another interesting point came to him.

The way the Taoist priest took him up the mountain was actually by cable car.

When Yang Fang asked, the Taoist replied:

"Brother, there's no need to be so surprised. Since the country built a cable car for us, why don't we use it? Wouldn't that be a betrayal of the country's kindness?"

Yang Fang smiled.

The descendants of Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain are all quite interesting.

This made Yang Fang think of Wang Ye.

After a while, Yang Fang finally arrived at the back mountain of Wudang.

This is the place where the real Taoists live, and tourists stop here.

And in this back mountain, Taoist Yunlong was already waiting here in advance.

He and Yang Fang greeted each other after they met, and then they walked together towards the residence of the head of Wudang Mountain.

The main reason why Yang Fang came here was because the leader wanted to see him.

Yang Fang had nothing to do in Tianjin, and thinking that he could visit his hometown again, he accepted the invitation.

But he was still curious about why the leader wanted to see him.

"Master Yunlong, may I ask why the Sect Leader wants to see me?"

Yang Fang asked.

Taoist Yunlong smiled bitterly and said:

"It's because of the recent rumors in the alien world. Fellow Daoist Yang Fang defeated many Quanxing masters in succession, and a few days ago he killed Liu Cuiping in the imperial capital. The recent rumors about the turmoil against Wudang are also very lively. Originally, Master didn't intend to pay attention to it, but people from the company kept asking about it. Master was fed up with it, so he wanted to see Fellow Daoist."

Taoist Yunlong’s words reminded Yang Fang of his previous meeting with Ren Fei.

That woman looked very difficult to deal with simply based on her appearance. Even Yang Fang didn't want to get too close to her unless it was necessary.

If you think about it this way, Wudang Mountain has indeed been in trouble recently because of him.

"Now that I think about it, I really have caused trouble for Wudang."

Yang Fang laughed.

Hearing this, Taoist Yunlong nodded helplessly.

Yang Fang laughed even more when he saw this.

Then he looked around and asked curiously:

"Master Yunlong, where is your disciple? I didn't see him when I went up the mountain this time. Could he be in seclusion practicing?"

As soon as Yang Fang finished speaking, Taoist Yunlong said with a rather strange expression:

"If my disciple could really practice in seclusion, I, as his master, wouldn't be so angry with him all the time. To be honest, my disciple has been bedridden for some reason lately."

"Bedridden?"

"Yes, on the first day it happened, I thought he was going to die. His posture was so horrible that I couldn't bear to look at it."

"That's actually the case."

Yang Fang was surprised and couldn't help but have some guesses.

Suddenly he became bedridden.

This reminded him of the scene in the original novel where Wang Ye suffered backlash from calculating Zhang Chulan and his eyes bled.

Could this be the reason why I’m bedridden this time?

"Fellow Daoist Yang Fang, we've arrived. Let me first inform Master that you've arrived."

Taoist Yunlong's voice interrupted Yang Fang's thoughts.

He looked up and saw a small tiled house.

Taoist Yunlong stood at the door and shouted loudly:

"Master, I am Yunlong, and fellow Daoist Yang Fang is already at your door."

"come in."

A voice came from the tile-roofed house.

Although old, he is full of energy.

Then Taoist Yunlong opened the door and motioned Yang Fang to go in.

When Yang Fang walked in, he saw a little old man sitting cross-legged. He had white hair and beard, a square face, and narrow eyes. He gave people a general feeling similar to the Fangdongtian in Baiyun Temple.

But it looks more energetic than Fang Dongtian.

Yang Fang bowed and greeted him:

"Young man Yang Fang, I pay my respects to the Wudang Sect Leader."

Just as Yang Fang was speaking, Taoist Yunlong also walked in.