Chapter 89: Trophy Blue Wolf

What?

Spirit weapon!

All the other brothers looked at him sideways.

Senior Brother Lu Gang had been a blacksmith since he was young, and he had made several spiritual weapons. Even if someone came from afar to find a sharp blade, he would definitely not make a mistake.

The eldest brother actually gave him a spiritual weapon!

How generous!

Spirit weapons are rare treasures.

If you want to make a sharp weapon alive, you can't just dig a piece of good meat from a big monster. You must have a part with unique life ability like the red fire bird.

No matter how bad the material of a spiritual weapon is, the growth and repair properties alone are guaranteed to be worth at least 100 gold and 1,000 taels of silver. If it's a little better, it will be four or five times that, with no upper limit!

Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and smiled, "Yes, it is a spiritual weapon. It is the trophy your senior brother got when he captured a general on the battlefield. In their words, it is called Skabach, and in our words, it is the Blue Wolf.

Your senior brother said in his reply that this dagger is useless to keep with him, so he gave it to you as a gift."

The trophy of the captured general!

Too domineering.

No wonder the shape of this knife looks different from ordinary daggers, more nomadic style.

Liang Qu was shocked.

It is really better to come at the right time than to come early.

The promotion of the senior brother is probably related to the captured general.

"Doesn't this mean that Junior Brother Liang has two spiritual weapons?"

Xu Zishuai began to doubt his life. He still doesn't have a spiritual weapon, but the youngest junior brother has two?

How can he not be envious and jealous? His teeth are about to break.

Among all the brothers, only the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother and the fifth sister have spiritual weapons.

The third brother's spiritual weapon was broken half a year ago, and it has not been repaired because of the incompatibility of the material properties. Otherwise, the battle with Huang Zejun would not have lasted so long.

Liang Qu carefully held out the dagger.

The dagger was slender, with a six-inch blade, the tip of the blade slightly upturned, and the end of the handle was also curved, just opposite to the direction of the tip of the blade. There were dark golden lines on it, and a wolf head was carved at the end. It was very handy to hold in the hand.

He gently pressed on his index finger and slightly pressed, and a shallow white mark was cut. If it was deeper, it would bleed. The defense of a warrior at the first level was useless. It was extremely sharp.

The blood added when refining this dagger could not have been Liang Qu's blood. It was not as satisfactory as Fu Bo's, but it was definitely usable and much stronger than ordinary weapons.

"Thank you, Master, Senior Brother!"

Liang Qu took out the cowhide scabbard from the box, inserted the dagger into the scabbard, hung it on his waist, and thanked him solemnly.

Yang Dongxiong stroked his beard and laughed, waving his hand: "Don't say so much, eat! We have been traveling for so long and haven't had dinner yet! I asked them to kill a cow and two sheep in the afternoon, so we can eat something fresh!"

Everyone followed Yang Dongxiong to another hall.

There was a huge square table in the middle of the hall. Through the lattice window on the side, you can see the courtyard full of green plants, and you can smell a unique fragrance.

I don't know what kind of flower it is, but it smells so strong in the winter.

The huge black tooth was lying in the yard, surrounded by several large dogs that were slightly smaller than it, each holding a few huge cow bones to chew, their fur was shiny and smooth, and they were all good dogs.

The martial arts master's family did not have so many rules, and the main thing was to act spontaneously. After Master Yang greeted them, he asked everyone to sit down.

The preparation time was sufficient, and today's dishes were much better than yesterday's. All kinds of meat filled the square table.

The master's wife pulled the fifth sister to sit together, and the dishes in front of them were more delicate.

Steamed yellow croaker, quail eggs, steamed cheese with sugar, fried wolfberry sprouts with oil and salt, and steamed meat cut into small pieces.

The dishes in front of Liang Qu and others were much rougher. Each piece of cut meat had to be stuffed into the mouth with the largest opening. The color was all red sauce drizzled with soy sauce, and all were served in a basin.

The big meat could be easily torn apart with a poke of chopsticks. It was soft and fragrant, and the heat rushed to the face. I don't know how the cook made it.

After a busy day, Liang Qu was very hungry and started eating with chopsticks.

"When the Ghost Mother Cult was at its worst, I was only in my teens and had little encounter with them. Later, I joined the army to fight against the barbarians. The only information I could find was that it was established by the Great Demon Queen and the prince, with the support of a group of veterans.

The Demon Queen was very powerful. It was said that she was the Grand Master of Zhenxiang. If that was true, she might not be dead yet."

Not dead yet?

Liang Qu almost bit his tongue.

Everyone listened carefully. These were stories they had never heard of.

History was not taught systematically in the school. Many things were difficult to know without actively understanding and checking.

"At the beginning, the Ghost Mother Cult was indeed making a big fuss. Dashun was in a stalemate with the barbarians in the north and had no time to take care of 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 Liujinhai, the 200,000 barbarian troops were defeated in one fell swoop, and finally freed up his hands. Duke Xu turned his troops and drove the Ghost Mother Cult directly into the water.

Unfortunately, the Jianghuai water is too large and there are many islands. It is really difficult to find it after entering. If it continues, it will not be worth the loss, and it may cause the barbarians to counterattack, so they can only stay in the water.

I didn't expect that after so many years, they would come back again. Maybe it's not just our Pingyang Town, there are ambushes in many other places, and I don't know what the situation is."

Yang Dongxiong was a little worried, and the rice in his hand didn't smell good.

There are more than just Pingyang Town in the Jianghuai marshland area, as many as stars.

If he is also coveted by the Ghost Mother Cult, will he be able to survive like Pingyang Town?

"Just eat well when you're eating. Thinking so much about what to do makes you feel bad." Mrs. Xu put a big piece of meat into Master Yang's bowl. "You're such a bad old man. Magistrate Peng isn't in a hurry. Are you in a hurry?"

"Haha, yes, yes, anyway, I'm here, and our Pingyang Town has nothing to do."

Yang Dongxiong smiled freely.

If he were twenty years younger, he would definitely be in charge, but he wasn't.

It is enough to accept a few apprentices who are worthy of their attention in their hometown and spread their branches. No matter how many there are, they cannot be managed and they have no ability to manage them.

After dinner, I rinsed my mouth with tea, and the servant brought a heater.

The fire was very big, and the red coals shone brightly. Use the fire hook to spread it, and thin sparks floated up, driving away the harsh winter.

Everyone sat around and chatted, mostly telling what happened to their respective parties, and sometimes laughing.

By Haishi, the night was already dark, everyone began to feel sleepy, and the interest in conversation gradually faded away.

When she was about to leave, Ms. Xu asked her servants to bring a lot of clothes, two sets for each person according to the size, plus a sachet.

Liang Qu reached out and took it. There were two sets of clothes, one with dark flowers and one with light prints, both with arrow sleeves.

The sachet smells very good, with a light medicinal smell, slightly sweet, and a strong woody fragrance. It is not greasy at all. It smells like living in a wooden house in a lush forest, surrounded by sunshine.

"Unconsciously, another year has passed, and the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I have nothing to give you. While you are all here, as usual, I will give you two sets of clothes and a sachet for each person!"

"Thank you, Master."