Chapter 544: 544 Investigation II

Chapter 544: 544 Investigation II

"So Mr. Dongfang doesn't know much about the inside story?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"This is the top secret inside Qimai, I really don't understand it." Dongfang Mu replied in a deep voice.

"That's why I'm bothering you sir." Zhang Rongfang sighed.

"But I don't understand it, but my late father did." Dongfang Mu said.

"Then sir, where is the father?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

"Well, it's been many years since I died." Dongfang Mu replied.

"." Zhang Rongfang.

"Don't worry, I actually heard my late father mention something. It's just that I can't tell you much." Dongfang Mu said again.

"I would like to hear more about it." Zhang Rongfang sat upright solemnly. After all, he was his own nephew, so he couldn't be allowed to look crooked.

Dongfang Mu sorted out his thoughts and said.

"The gentleman's sword inherited by Qimai, I heard from my late father, seems to be forged from the seven most vicious and tyrannical evil sects. The so-called Seven Gentleman Sword itself is actually the seven masters who were responsible for suppressing and sealing up the seven swords at the beginning. Hidden things.

Therefore, to inherit the gentleman's sword, the required restrictions and conditions are actually very high. "

"Very high? Does it depend on aptitude?" Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise. Could it be that my sister is a hidden martial arts genius? Inherited to a nephew?

"No, no, it depends on the bloodline. To inherit the Junzi sword, one must have half of the blood of the spiritual noble. The specific reason is not clear to me. I don't know the rest of the details." Dongfang Mu explained.

"Spiritual blood must be of great noble blood...?" Zhang Rongfang's heart moved. Obviously, there are some secrets hidden in the blood of spiritual people that he doesn't know.

"There are many other things, and the old man can't help, but the matter of the master's nephew, if it is confirmed that the teacher is fine, then it is very likely to be related to the matter of inheriting the gentleman's sword. This matter needs to be carefully considered by the master." Dongfang Mu said solemnly.

"Understood." Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt tired.

He originally thought that he could live a peaceful and stable life like this all the time, with soft, peaceful and quiet days.

It's a pity that whether it's his sister's side or the intrusion from the outside world, he has to rush to come forward.

Immediately, he got up to thank and leave.

After getting the clue, it was natural that there was no need to delay, so I went to check on that kid Zhang Huanqing as soon as possible.

After leaving Dongfangbao, Zhang Rongfang went back to the city and came to Muchi Mansion.

It was getting late, and after dinner, Xiao Huanqing was playing ball with the maid.

It's just that for some reason, the maid's dress was neat and unscarred on the surface, but her forehead was sweating slightly, and when she looked at Xiao Huanqing, there was a trace of fear in her eyes.

I don't know what happened before.

In the back garden, the two seemed to be playing ball, but there was no smile on Xiao Huanqing's face, it was just calm, and his eyes were like a pool of water, unfathomably deep.

Guided by a guard, Zhang Rongfang came to the back garden, and what he saw was the scene in front of him.

"Huanqing." He called out.

"Uncle, are you here?" Zhang Huanqing dropped the ball and quickly ran towards Zhang Rongfang.

He is less than one year old, but now he is already about the same age as a two or three year old child.

What's more, to Zhang Rongfang's surprise, Xiao Huanqing seems to have grown up a little after only seeing him for a few days.

Really a little bit, very little.

But because his bloodline has changed now, he is very sensitive to changes in the blood of living creatures, so he immediately noticed the difference.

This little bit of growth is mainly reflected in the blood.

"Uncle, play football with me." Xiao Huanqing raised his head and said.

"Isn't someone playing with you?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the maid before.

"I just want to play with you." Xiao Huanqing said. "Uncle, you must listen to me, otherwise I will let my parents kick you out!"

"Really?" Zhang Rongfang responded casually, but his eyes swept Xiao Huanqing back and forth.

"But your mother is my own older sister, she won't be willing to drive me away."

"Then I'll say you abused me." Xiao Huanqing said.

"You still know about abuse?" Zhang Rongfang responded.

Suddenly, he paused and saw something hanging around Xiao Huanqing's neck.

It was a purple sword-shaped accessory, which seemed to be made of metal, with various complicated patterns on the surface, giving it a sense of age.

He recalled Dongfang Mu's words in his mind, if the succession of the gentleman's sword from Qimai would really affect the nephew's nature, then there must be a key point in this influence.

He found these changes, where is the sister? With her exquisite heart, would she discover it later than him?

No. She must have noticed something was wrong long ago.

So why didn't she take action?

Unwilling, or unable?

Swish!

Suddenly, taking advantage of Xiao Huanqing's inattention, Zhang Rongfang reached out and grabbed the purple sword-shaped accessory hanging around the other's neck. His fingertips were like knives, and he cut the lanyard sharply.

Then tuck this accessory into your sleeve.

This move was extremely fast, and he was confident that even a super expert might not be able to see it in a trance.

"Uncle, what are you doing! How dare you steal my things!!?"

Unexpectedly, the moment the sword-shaped accessory left his body, Xiao Huanqing suddenly turned to stare at him, his complexion changed drastically, and he screamed.

"What is snatching? Uncle loves you so much that he is afraid that the thing will poke you. So he put it away for you." Zhang Rongfang held him with one hand so that he could not jump over and approach him.

Now that he was discovered, he no longer concealed it, took out the sword-shaped accessory, and examined it carefully.

"Give me back!! Give me back my stuff!!" Xiao Huanqing struggled, his small body unexpectedly bursting out with a force no less than that of a normal person.

He beat Zhang Rongfang frantically, as if the sword-shaped accessory was very important to him.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang also obviously felt that something was wrong. A mere child who is less than one year old actually has such great strength?

This is clearly not normal.

Looking at Xiao Huanqing who was still yelling and cursing, he thought for a while and took out a small wooden figure from his arms.

"Come on, uncle will pay you this, it's fun."

"Who wants your broken wooden man! Give me back my stuff! My stuff!!" Xiao Huanqing screamed, and continued to rush at him like crazy.

This made Zhang Rongfang feel more and more that the thing he took away was very important.

Seeing that the sound was getting louder and louder, there was a faint sound of someone rushing over from a distance.

Zhang Rongfang can't coax children at all, let alone an abnormal child like Xiao Huanqing.

He suddenly felt a little anxious. If his sister saw this, it would be a little bad after all.

In desperation, he looked left and right, but there was no one around. The maid just ran away without knowing when.

Boom.

He shot with lightning, knocking out Xiao Huanqing. Then hold it in your arms.

He was tall and tall, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hugging Xiao Huanqing, completely covering him just right.

But hugging and hugging, the voice didn't stop at all.

"Uncle pays you back, pays you back, don't cry, okay?"

"It's almost as bad as you, uncle!" Xiao Huanqing's voice sounded again.

"Okay, don't cry, people will think I bullied you when they saw it." Zhang Rongfang said helplessly.

"Next time you take something from me, I'll tell mother!" Xiao Huanqing's voice said again.

Zhang Rong was facing the wall, holding Zhang Huanqing who had passed out, and his back was facing the guard maid who rushed over, talking intimately with Xiao Huanqing.

It's just that no one expected that the two voices came from his own throat.

Looking from the back, everyone could only see Xiao Huanqing lying in Zhang Rongfang's arms, showing a little leg.

Seeing this warm scene, the guards and maids relaxed, with smiles on their faces, and left separately.

As expected of an uncle, Xiao Huanqing, who is like a little devil king, immediately became so obedient when he saw his uncle coming.

This thought arose in everyone's mind.

For Zhang Rongfang, no one will be at ease. After all, he is the only relative of his wife and one of Xiao Huanqing's closest relatives.

Moreover, before Xiao Huanqing spoke harshly to Zhang Rongfang, Zhang Rongfang never got angry, and his temper was not so good.

So no one would believe that he would behave badly to Xiao Huanqing.

Soon, people slowly dispersed again.

Zhang Rongfang was still holding Xiao Huanqing. He was not working on the sword-shaped accessory, but kept checking Xiao Huanqing with one hand.

Eyelids were opened, hair was pushed aside, nostrils, mouth, ears, and even all parts of the body were inspected.

"Uncle." At this moment, Xiao Huanqing unexpectedly woke up.

His coma time was completely different from what Zhang Rongfang estimated when he shot.

It was more than twice as early as expected!

"Don't be afraid, uncle is here."

Boom.

There was another muffled sound, and Xiao Huanqing rolled his eyes again and passed out.

After careful inspection inside and out, Zhang Rongfang did not find any problems.

He thought, maybe the real core is the purple sword-shaped accessory

Judging from Xiao Huanqing's eager performance just now, this possibility is very high.

Thinking of this, he wanted to take away the accessories, but if he took them away, it would probably arouse the vigilance of Yimai, one of the seven branches of Confucianism.

Before he knew whether the loss of accessories would cause damage to Xiao Huanqing, he still couldn't take it away.

If this thing is related to Xiao Huanqing's life and safety, and the two are related to each other, and one is dry and the other is prosperous, then it will be troublesome.

"Uncle, I'm going to kill you." Xiao Huanqing suddenly woke up again.

It's a pity that the words were covered by Zhang Rongfang who discovered it in time. The voice suddenly became indistinct.

He opened his mouth and bit.

click.

It's a pity that he didn't have teeth. Biting on Zhang Rongfang's steel-like flesh, the pain made him sweat profusely.

"Don't be afraid. Uncle is here." Zhang Rongfang didn't pay attention to what he was talking about at this time, and was thinking about how to solve the matter.

Seeing that Xiaohuan was awake, he covered his mouth with one hand, and lightly knocked on the back of his head with the other hand.

So Xiao Huanqing fainted again.

Unexpectedly, it seems that resistance has developed. After a few minutes, Xiao Huanqing woke up again.

He opened his mouth and wanted to curse again.

Then within two seconds, he rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Zhang Rongfang stunned Xiao Huanqing with one hand, and played with the sword-shaped accessory with the other, carefully looking at the pattern and lock text on it.

Yes, there is actually a very similar lock letter on this accessory.

It's a pity that after reading it for a long time, he can only recognize a little of the content, most of which are praising the righteousness of a gentleman.

"Except for some differences in materials, the rest seem to be not much special," Zhang Rongfang mused.

Then put the accessories back on Xiao Huanqing's body.

Xiao Huanqing woke up again at this time, and was about to yell, and then met the eyes of Zhang Rongfang who was thinking.

He shuddered.

In just ten minutes, he had already been knocked unconscious eight times in succession. At this time, the back of the head was in severe pain.

Feeling the accessories returning to her body, Xiao Huanqing was relieved, and his face slowly recovered.

"Are you awake? You were too sleepy just now, so uncle hugged you and slept for a while. Are you feeling better now?" Zhang Rongfang smiled.

"Wait..." Before Xiao Huanqing could finish his words, Zhang Rongfang grabbed his neck and made him speechless.

"You still want to sleep, so let's talk about it for a while. It seems that I didn't sleep well last night."

Zhang Rongfang's smiling face gradually blurred, darkened, and disappeared in Xiao Huanqing's field of vision.

He passed out again.

Zhang Rongfang's grasp is very good. After all, dark light vision, control of the blood in the neck, and mastery of medicine, no one is more accurate than him in this regard.

Just looking at Xiao Huanqing who fell asleep again, he was thinking at this moment. How should I communicate this matter with my sister.

So he held the child like this, and sat there until nine o'clock or ten o'clock in the evening. Halfway through, his sister and brother-in-law came over twice, seeing the child sleeping well and quietly, and leaving happily.

In the end, when Zhang Rongfang handed the 'sleeping' Xiao Huanqing to the maid, it was already late at night.

He simply rested in the room next to Xiao Huanqing.

After careful inspection, he couldn't find the reason, so he had already decided to communicate with his sister after dawn.

It may be better to explain Xiao Huanqing's situation, while he is still young and there is still time to save him, to lay the foundation for him.

He also planned to thoroughly discuss with his sister about his own strength and identity.

In order to enhance the credibility of Xiao Huanqing's judgment on this matter.