Chapter 8 Dead?Wooden sword inheritance

Soon.

The door of the war conference room was pushed open.

The person who came in was not the staff member who had gone to check the literature before.

But the worship in the organization, the purple-robed Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Jinsong, Zhang Celestial Master!
"How is the situation on the ancient street now? How are Zhao Liang's boys doing? We've contacted them."

Zhang Gongfeng, who came in purple robes, was stunned before he could finish speaking.

He looked at the four bandaged mummies on the side.

Slightly familiar.

"Hiss, are the four of you still alive?"

Zhao Liang and four others:? ? ?
"No, I mean Mr. Wang, where are you entertaining me?! Don't you know I'm airsick? You tied me up here so late at night, just for this?"

"You can come to me to exorcise demons and destroy ghosts. If you want to heal your wounds, shouldn't you come to those girls from Putuo?!"

Zhang Tianshi was unhappy and kept talking.

"Don't worry about this offering. This is indeed my negligence."

"I did need your help before, but big changes happened later, and we didn't have time to further explain the situation to you."

Wang Ju's expression changed slightly.

Although he is the leader, Zhang Tianshi is not his subordinate, but a worshiper.

Naturally, you have to be kind to others.

With that said, he also ordered the staff to replay the previous video.

and explain it.

"What video?"

"You said that man is an antique from hundreds of years ago?"

"Wang Ju, must you be old and confused? How is it possible to look so young?!"

"I don't believe it, don't brag and make fun of me!"

"Master? Huh? It's interesting."

"Hiss."

"What's going on! Is this person really an old antique?!"

When the video was just played.

Zhang Gongfeng also sneered at this.

His face was full of disdain.

Thinking that Wang Ju is amusing himself,
But the further he looked back, the more Zhang Gongfeng felt something was wrong.

Various subtle emotions are constantly appearing on his face.

till the end.

The ancient street disappeared into the world along with the two ghost kings.

Only then did Zhang Chongfeng realize that things might not really be that simple.

"Everyone knows that according to ancient records, warriors can live up to 500 years." Zhang Gongfeng took a deep breath and said.

"But so far, I don't know anyone who has lived to this age!"

"I still know a few old guys who are more than a hundred years old, but this 300-year-old antique."

Having said this, Zhang Gongfeng paused for a moment.

Seems to have thought of something.

And added.

"300 years, that is, the late Ming Dynasty, is not as long as imagined. It is possible."

Just when Zhang Fengfeng was thinking.

Outside the war room.

The staff has already presented the researched information.

Wang Ju and others were shocked.

Then they checked it out together.

"At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the hair-cutting order and the battle to defend the city of Jiangyin turned out to be those Tatars?"

I just saw the home page of the information.

Zhang Gongfeng began to curse.

"Zhang Gongfeng, we are all a family now, so we don't want to say that!"

Director Wang reminded him.

"A family is a family now, I'm talking about what happened before!"

Zhang Gongfeng's face was full of disdain.

Sorry, I'm an angry young man.

Even though I am wearing the purple robe of Longhu Mountain now, if I take off these clothes and peel off this layer of skin, I will still be the angry young man.

From ancient times to the present.

We Taoist priests all go down to save the world in troubled times.

In the prosperous times, he went up to the mountains to live in seclusion.

There are very few people who are not angry young people.

Seeing the disdain on Zhang Tianshi's face, Wang Ju didn't say anything more.

Instead, he and a few people looked towards the content behind.

"Ye Fan. One of Yan Yingyuan's heroic lieutenants during the battle of Jiangyin City?"

"Killing more than a thousand enemies, he was called the Massacrer at that time."

"Resisting the Qing army, people stayed in the city until they died in the end?"

"Huh??? Historical records indicate that he is dead?"

See behind.Everyone was confused.

dead dead
Since he is dead, what is the situation of this person now? !

"I heard that the first Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain seems to disappear frequently?"

Zhao Liang muttered casually.

Everyone: "."

Understood!
It's fake death!
"But, can we be sure that the Ye Fan in the record and the one who just appeared are the same person?"

Zhang Gongfeng looked at Wang Ju and asked.

"It's sure!"

Wang Ju replied affirmatively.

"Although the two ghost kings disappeared, causing the ruins of the ancient street, the items on display in their former residence are still there."

"I just got word that our people found a portrait among them."

After speaking, Wang Ju projected the portrait directly onto the screen.

The screen appears.

Everyone was stunned.

The entire war room also fell silent.

Not to mention this is exactly the same.

But the similarity in spirit and appearance is as high as 95%.

"Everyone!"

“Everyone must keep tonight’s matter a secret!”

"Everyone must sign an S-class confidentiality contract later before they can leave!"

Although they are all insiders.

The backbone can stand the test.

But there is a case for everything.

Wang Bureau also made this decision for the sake of the overall situation.

Subsequently.

Director Wang called Zhao Liang and his party again.

"You are injured and deserve to rest, but this matter is extraordinary."

"You are also the only ones who have come into contact with that person, so there are some things that you have to work harder on."

the other side.

It was already dawn when Ye Fan returned to the Gate of Purity.

Although I didn't take much rest.

But at this moment, he felt refreshed and energetic!
When returning to the museum.

Ye Fan directly closed the door tightly.

Then I checked the system.

[Task Name]: 300 Years of Longing
【Task Status】: Completed

[Task Reward]: Wooden Sword [Ancient Spiritual Object] (can obtain all memories and inheritance of Mr. Ye Fan)
【Available】

Ye Fan thought about it.

Ripples appeared in the void.

then.

The void was broken into a small opening.

A wooden sword leaped out from it.

Only once appears.

Just fly freely in the empty museum.

It seemed like he had finally gotten rid of his shackles.

Ye Fan was surprised: "Can it fly? Could this be a legendary magic weapon?"

The sound was very small, but it made the wooden sword feel something.

The wooden sword that was originally flying stopped after hearing Ye Fan's words.

But soon.

It itself made a "buzz" sound.

Then he flew towards Ye Fan at high speed.

The sword was in his arms and the hilt touched his face.

This action scared Ye Fan so much that he didn't dare to move.

Is this posting? ?

next second.

The information about the wooden sword appeared in Ye Fan's mind.

[Wooden Sword]: The weapon that Ye Fan used to practice martial arts since he was a child. Ye Mu took the best wood and made it for him personally. Since Ye Fan left, his belongings have been kept close to him by Ye Mu, who turned into a ghost king, for countless days and nights. Tempered by the ghost king's breath, it finally transformed into a magic weapon with power beyond the ordinary!

"It turns out it's his sword!"

Ye Fan touched the sword body, looked at the eye-catching word "Ye", and murmured to himself.

"This sword is not only a magic weapon, but also an ancient spiritual object. No wonder the system says that all memories and inheritance can be obtained through this sword."

"This thing is indeed the most important thing to Ye Fan."

read this.

Ye Fan was ready to start receiving the inheritance.

(End of this chapter)

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