Chapter 90 Trophy Blue Wolf what? Spiritual weapon! The other brothers all looked at him sideways. Senior Brother Lu Gang has been a blacksmith since he was a child and has made several spiritual weapons. Even if someone comes thousands of miles to look for a sharp blade, he will definitely not make a mistake. The eldest senior brother actually gave me a spiritual weapon! How generous! Spiritual weapons are rare treasures. If you want to make a sharp weapon come alive, you can't just dig out a piece of good meat from a big monster. You must use a part like the Red Fire Bird that has unique life abilities. No matter how bad the material of a spiritual weapon is, its ability to grow and repair itself alone is worth at least a hundred gold or a thousand taels of silver. If it is a slightly better weapon, the price will be four or five times that, with no upper limit! Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Yes, it is a spiritual weapon. It is the trophy your senior brother got when he captured a commander-in-chief on the battlefield. In their words, it is called Scabaha, and in our words, it is the Blue Wolf. Your senior brother wrote back saying that this dagger is useless to keep, so he gave it to you as a gift."
The trophy of capturing the governor alive! Too domineering. No wonder the shape of this knife looks different from ordinary daggers and more nomadic in style. Liang Qu was deeply shocked. It's better to come early than to come by chance. The promotion of the eldest brother is probably related to the captured commander-in-chief. "Doesn't this mean that Junior Brother Liang now has two spiritual weapons?" Xu Zishuai began to doubt his life. He still didn't have a spiritual weapon, but his youngest junior brother already had two? How can people not be envious and jealous? He is about to bite his teeth to pieces. Among all the brothers and sisters, only the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother and the fifth sister possess spiritual weapons. Third senior brother’s spiritual weapon was broken half a year ago, and it has not been repaired yet due to the incompatibility of the material properties. Otherwise, the battle with Huang Zejun would not have lasted so long. Liang Qu carefully took out the dagger. The dagger is slender, with a six-inch-long blade and a slightly upturned tip. The very end of the handle is also curved, in the exact opposite direction of the upturned tip. There are dark gold lines on it, and a wolf head is carved on the very end. It is very comfortable to hold in the hand. He gently placed it on his index finger and pressed slightly, leaving a shallow white mark. Any deeper would cause bleeding. The warrior's defense was useless as the blade was extremely sharp. It is impossible that the blood added to the forging of this dagger was Liang Qu's blood, so it is not as satisfactory to wield as Fu Bo's, but it is definitely usable and much stronger than ordinary weapons. "Thank you, Master, Big Brother!" Liang Qu took out a cowhide scabbard from the box, inserted the dagger into the scabbard, hung it around his waist, and thanked him solemnly. Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and laughed, waving his hand: "Let's not talk too much, let's eat! We have been traveling for such a long time and haven't had dinner yet! I asked them to kill a cow and two sheep this afternoon, so we can have something fresh to eat!" Everyone followed Yang Dongxiong to another hall.
There is a huge square table in the middle of the hall. Through the lattice windows on the side, you can see a courtyard full of green plants and smell a unique fragrance. I don’t know what kind of flower it is, but it has such a strong scent in the middle of winter. The huge Blacktooth was lying in the yard, surrounded by several large dogs slightly smaller than it. Each of them was holding a few huge cow bones and chewing on them. Their fur was shiny and they were all good dogs. There aren't that many rules in the martial arts family, and they just follow their own will. After Master Yang greeted everyone, he asked them to sit down. There was enough time to prepare, and today's dishes were much better than yesterday's, with all kinds of meat filling the square table. The master's wife pulled the fifth sister to sit together, and the dishes in front of them were more exquisite. Steamed yellow croaker, quail eggs, steamed cheese with sugar, stir-fried wolfberry sprouts with oil and salt, and steamed meat cut into small slices. The food in front of Liang Qu and others was much rougher. They had to open their mouths as wide as possible to stuff each piece of cut meat into their mouths. The color was red due to soy sauce, and all were served in a bowl. The big piece of meat could be easily torn apart with a chopstick. It was soft, tender and fragrant, and the hot steam rushed straight to the face. I don't know how the chef cooked it. After a busy day, Liang Qu was very hungry and started eating with everyone else. “When the Ghost Mother Cult was at its worst, I was only in my teens and had little encounter with it. Later, I joined the army and fought against the barbarians. The only information I could find said that it was founded by the Demon Queen of Daqian and the prince, and that it was supported by a group of veteran generals. That demon queen is very powerful, and is said to be a master of Zhenxiang. If that is true, she might not be dead yet." Not dead yet? Liang Qu almost bit his tongue. Everyone listened attentively, as these were stories they had never heard before. History is not taught systematically in school. Many things are difficult to know unless you take the initiative to understand and look up information. "At the beginning, the Ghost Mother Cult was indeed making a lot of noise, but Dashun was in a stalemate with the barbarians in the north and had no time to pay attention to it. Children could be heard singing the nursery rhymes composed by the Water Mu Cult in most of the Jianghuai area. After the great victory in the battle of Liujin Sea, in which 200,000 barbarian troops were annihilated in one fell swoop, Duke Xu was finally able to free up his hands. He turned his troops around and marched forward with unstoppable force, directly driving the Ghost Mother Sect into the water. Unfortunately, the Jianghuai swamp is too large and there are too many islands to find the place once inside. If we continue doing this, the gains will not outweigh the losses and it may even provoke a counterattack by the barbarians. We can only leave them in the swamp to survive. I didn't expect that after so many years, they would come back again. Maybe it's not just in Pingyang Town, there are ambushes in many other places, and I don't know what the situation is. " Yang Dongxiong felt a little worried, and the food in his hand no longer tasted good. There are more than just Pingyang Town in the Jianghuai Zeye area, there are countless big towns like stars. If it is also coveted by the Ghost Mother Cult, I wonder if it can survive like Pingyang Town? "Just eat well. Why think so much? It will ruin your mood." Xu put a big piece of meat into Master Yang's bowl. "He's an old man. County Magistrate Peng is not anxious, so why are you?" "Haha, that's right, that's right. Anyway, I'm here, so Pingyang Town will definitely be safe." Yang Dongxiong smiled freely. If he were twenty years younger, he would definitely take care of it, but he doesn't. It is enough to recruit a few promising apprentices in your hometown and expand your family. If there are more, you cannot manage them and you do not have the ability to do so. After dinner, I rinsed my mouth with tea and the servant brought a stove. The fire was very big, and the red charcoal flickered. When it was poked with a fire hook, tiny sparks floated up and drove away the harsh winter. Everyone sat together and chatted, mostly talking about what happened between their two sides, and laughing from time to time.
By the time it was midnight, the night had darkened and everyone began to feel sleepy, and interest in conversation faded. When she was about to leave, Xu asked her servants to bring a lot of clothes, two sets for each person according to size, plus a sachet. Liang Qu reached out to take it. There were two sets of clothes, one with dark floral patterns and one with light printed patterns, both with arrow sleeves. The sachet smells great, lightly medicinal, slightly sweet, with a strong woody aroma that is not greasy at all, and smells like living in a cabin in a lush forest, wrapped in sunshine. "Another year has passed unknowingly, and the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I don't have anything good to give you, so while you're all here, I'll give each of you two sets of clothes and a sachet, as usual!" "Thank you, Master." (End of this chapter)