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Chapter 447 A Garbage Knife
After Song Ping returned to his room, he had just rested for a while.
The four true disciples of the martial arts school suddenly came to report that Sun Gaoran, the young leader of the Zhantie Gang, had come to visit.
Sun Gaoran?The young man he saw at the post station this afternoon appeared in Song Ping's mind.
"No." Song Ping refused.
He didn't have the heart to play with Sun Gaoran about being a corporal.
Hearing Song Ping's refusal, the fourth disciple hesitated and said, "Junior Brother Song, but that's the young leader of the Zhantie Gang..."
In the eyes of the four disciples, the three major factions are no different from the three great local emperors of Jiangyang County, who control all aspects of Jiangyang County, and even the government must refer to the opinions of the three major factions when making major decisions.
And Sun Gaoran, as the young leader of the Zhantie Gang, is naturally one of these great figures, aloof.
Song Pingdao: "What's the matter with the Zhantie Gang? You can go if you are told. If he is not happy, then let him hold back."
The four disciples had no choice but to agree.
However, not long after, the fourth disciple came back again, holding a beautifully decorated long knife in his hand.
The scabbard is inlaid with gems, and the edge of the handle is inlaid with gold guards. Just from the appearance and cost, it can already be seen that it is of great value.
The fourth disciple explained: "This knife is called 'Silver Light', and it is one of the best weapons produced by several blacksmiths in Jiangyang County in the past two years. Master Sun Shao asked me to bring this knife to Song Dynasty. Junior brother, I hope Junior Brother Song can accept it. In addition, he also said that he is sincerely coming to visit Junior Brother Song this time, if it is still not convenient for Junior Brother Song to see him, then he will come to visit again at noon tomorrow."
Song Ping took the long knife from the hands of the four disciples, and drew out the long knife, only to see that the knife was bright and sharp.
There are two small words engraved on the handle of the knife: silver light!
Song Ping flicked his fingers, and the long knife made a crisp sound of "clang".
It's not bad, just from the quality point of view, this silver light knife is slightly better than his hundred forged steel knife.
But it was only slightly better, and it was far from entering Song Ping's eyes.
Besides, now that Song Ping has reached the third level of Houtian, his strength has greatly increased. Song Ping plans to go to Zhao Qingming's house tomorrow to try the Fish Scale Gold Back Saber.
After all, the Fish Scale Golden Back Saber is a fifth-grade treasure, and it is many times better than this Silver Light Saber.
The fourth disciple couldn't help looking at the silver light in Song Ping's hand from time to time, full of envy.
Although Song Ping didn't like this saber, for the fourth disciple, this weapon could be said to be a dream.
"You want?" Song Ping asked.
The fourth disciple was startled, and stammered hurriedly: "Ah... no... no, Junior Brother Song, don't get me wrong..."
Song Ping said: "Since you want it, then take it and use it, here it is for you."
After speaking, Song Ping threw the silver light to the fourth disciple.
The fourth disciple subconsciously caught it quickly, but when holding it in his hand, he felt hot again. He was both happy and worried: "This precious sword is specially given to you by Master Sun Shao, how can I enjoy it..."
He was mainly worried that Song Ping would tell the truth and test himself on purpose.
Besides, when Sun Gaoran finds out about it, he may not be able to explain it.
Song Ping impatiently waved his hands and said, "Duplicity, if you don't want it, then go and return it to Sun Gaoran. Just such a garbage weapon, how dare you give it away? It seems that Zhan Tie Gang is nothing more than that."
The fourth disciple saw that the expression on Song Ping's face did not seem to be fake, so he felt relieved, and cheekily gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I would like to thank Junior Brother Song for giving me the knife."
Although it sounds a bit shameless to say this.
But at present, for a swordsman who uses a sword, this is an unparalleled temptation, so what's the point of losing face?
And he also thought about it a bit, and deliberately said "gift the knife". Even if Sun Gaoran had any objections, he could still use the excuse that Song Ping gave him the knife.
Immediately the four disciples bid farewell and left.
Song Ping didn't take this matter to heart either, a "junk weapon" wasn't worth letting him remember the favor of the Zhantie Gang.
……
Outside the gate of the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall.
Sun Gaoran and his party came here in high spirits, but they were turned away unexpectedly.
This made Sun Gaoran very uncomfortable.
On the way here, he even brought the food and drinks, imagining that he would be a corporal, win affection with Song Ping at the wine table, and then add another powerful general to his command.
However, I didn't expect the result to come so quickly, and reality "slapped" my face.
Not to mention Corporal Li Xian, he had never even entered the gate of the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall, so he was directly rejected.
Although the martial arts disciple who passed the letter on his behalf spoke very euphemistically, Sun Gaoran is not stupid after all. Even if Song Ping was a little polite to him, he would not let him be rejected, and he was not even bothered to talk about the reasons for refusing to meet. one.
This made Sun Gaoran feel ashamed. In Jiangyang County for so many years, no one has ever dared to ignore him like this.
If it wasn't for telling himself over and over in his heart that those who achieve great things must endure, coupled with the persuasion of his subordinates, Sun Gaoran could hardly bear it and rushed directly to find Song Ping.
In fact, not only Sun Gaoran, but also the subordinates who followed him felt aggrieved and angry.
It's just that without Sun Gaoran's order, it's hard for them to break in and trouble Song Ping.
At this moment, one of the subordinates said: "Young Master, do you smell it? I smell a lot of blood here. So I guess, did something happen in the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall just now?"
"Yes, I smelled it too."
"The smell of blood is very strong, it is definitely more than one person who was injured and bleeding!"
Immediately, two other subordinates also spoke one after another.
For these Jianghu people, it may not be good to let them play with words.
But let them distinguish the smell of blood, which can be said to be old-fashioned for people in the world who often lick blood on the edge of a knife.
There are even some secret methods to track the smell of blood in the Jianghu martial arts.
Sun Gaoran frowned and looked around.
In fact, the gate is fine. The blood stains on the corpses have been treated simply. In addition, it is night and the light is dim. As long as you don't lie down on the ground and check carefully, you can't see any obvious traces.
But if they could enter the gate, they would be able to see a row of freshly packed corpses on the martial arts arena, and the bloody smell there was even stronger.
At this moment, with a "creak", the door was pushed open from the inside.
The four true disciples of Black Tiger Martial Arts came out from inside.
Before the fourth disciple could speak, Sun Gaoran couldn't help but feel a sinking heart when he saw his apologetic face.
Sure enough, only the four disciples cupped their hands and said: "Young Master Sun, I'm really sorry, Junior Brother Song is meditating and practicing, so it's inconvenient to see Young Master at this time."
The four true disciples of the martial arts school suddenly came to report that Sun Gaoran, the young leader of the Zhantie Gang, had come to visit.
Sun Gaoran?The young man he saw at the post station this afternoon appeared in Song Ping's mind.
"No." Song Ping refused.
He didn't have the heart to play with Sun Gaoran about being a corporal.
Hearing Song Ping's refusal, the fourth disciple hesitated and said, "Junior Brother Song, but that's the young leader of the Zhantie Gang..."
In the eyes of the four disciples, the three major factions are no different from the three great local emperors of Jiangyang County, who control all aspects of Jiangyang County, and even the government must refer to the opinions of the three major factions when making major decisions.
And Sun Gaoran, as the young leader of the Zhantie Gang, is naturally one of these great figures, aloof.
Song Pingdao: "What's the matter with the Zhantie Gang? You can go if you are told. If he is not happy, then let him hold back."
The four disciples had no choice but to agree.
However, not long after, the fourth disciple came back again, holding a beautifully decorated long knife in his hand.
The scabbard is inlaid with gems, and the edge of the handle is inlaid with gold guards. Just from the appearance and cost, it can already be seen that it is of great value.
The fourth disciple explained: "This knife is called 'Silver Light', and it is one of the best weapons produced by several blacksmiths in Jiangyang County in the past two years. Master Sun Shao asked me to bring this knife to Song Dynasty. Junior brother, I hope Junior Brother Song can accept it. In addition, he also said that he is sincerely coming to visit Junior Brother Song this time, if it is still not convenient for Junior Brother Song to see him, then he will come to visit again at noon tomorrow."
Song Ping took the long knife from the hands of the four disciples, and drew out the long knife, only to see that the knife was bright and sharp.
There are two small words engraved on the handle of the knife: silver light!
Song Ping flicked his fingers, and the long knife made a crisp sound of "clang".
It's not bad, just from the quality point of view, this silver light knife is slightly better than his hundred forged steel knife.
But it was only slightly better, and it was far from entering Song Ping's eyes.
Besides, now that Song Ping has reached the third level of Houtian, his strength has greatly increased. Song Ping plans to go to Zhao Qingming's house tomorrow to try the Fish Scale Gold Back Saber.
After all, the Fish Scale Golden Back Saber is a fifth-grade treasure, and it is many times better than this Silver Light Saber.
The fourth disciple couldn't help looking at the silver light in Song Ping's hand from time to time, full of envy.
Although Song Ping didn't like this saber, for the fourth disciple, this weapon could be said to be a dream.
"You want?" Song Ping asked.
The fourth disciple was startled, and stammered hurriedly: "Ah... no... no, Junior Brother Song, don't get me wrong..."
Song Ping said: "Since you want it, then take it and use it, here it is for you."
After speaking, Song Ping threw the silver light to the fourth disciple.
The fourth disciple subconsciously caught it quickly, but when holding it in his hand, he felt hot again. He was both happy and worried: "This precious sword is specially given to you by Master Sun Shao, how can I enjoy it..."
He was mainly worried that Song Ping would tell the truth and test himself on purpose.
Besides, when Sun Gaoran finds out about it, he may not be able to explain it.
Song Ping impatiently waved his hands and said, "Duplicity, if you don't want it, then go and return it to Sun Gaoran. Just such a garbage weapon, how dare you give it away? It seems that Zhan Tie Gang is nothing more than that."
The fourth disciple saw that the expression on Song Ping's face did not seem to be fake, so he felt relieved, and cheekily gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I would like to thank Junior Brother Song for giving me the knife."
Although it sounds a bit shameless to say this.
But at present, for a swordsman who uses a sword, this is an unparalleled temptation, so what's the point of losing face?
And he also thought about it a bit, and deliberately said "gift the knife". Even if Sun Gaoran had any objections, he could still use the excuse that Song Ping gave him the knife.
Immediately the four disciples bid farewell and left.
Song Ping didn't take this matter to heart either, a "junk weapon" wasn't worth letting him remember the favor of the Zhantie Gang.
……
Outside the gate of the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall.
Sun Gaoran and his party came here in high spirits, but they were turned away unexpectedly.
This made Sun Gaoran very uncomfortable.
On the way here, he even brought the food and drinks, imagining that he would be a corporal, win affection with Song Ping at the wine table, and then add another powerful general to his command.
However, I didn't expect the result to come so quickly, and reality "slapped" my face.
Not to mention Corporal Li Xian, he had never even entered the gate of the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall, so he was directly rejected.
Although the martial arts disciple who passed the letter on his behalf spoke very euphemistically, Sun Gaoran is not stupid after all. Even if Song Ping was a little polite to him, he would not let him be rejected, and he was not even bothered to talk about the reasons for refusing to meet. one.
This made Sun Gaoran feel ashamed. In Jiangyang County for so many years, no one has ever dared to ignore him like this.
If it wasn't for telling himself over and over in his heart that those who achieve great things must endure, coupled with the persuasion of his subordinates, Sun Gaoran could hardly bear it and rushed directly to find Song Ping.
In fact, not only Sun Gaoran, but also the subordinates who followed him felt aggrieved and angry.
It's just that without Sun Gaoran's order, it's hard for them to break in and trouble Song Ping.
At this moment, one of the subordinates said: "Young Master, do you smell it? I smell a lot of blood here. So I guess, did something happen in the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall just now?"
"Yes, I smelled it too."
"The smell of blood is very strong, it is definitely more than one person who was injured and bleeding!"
Immediately, two other subordinates also spoke one after another.
For these Jianghu people, it may not be good to let them play with words.
But let them distinguish the smell of blood, which can be said to be old-fashioned for people in the world who often lick blood on the edge of a knife.
There are even some secret methods to track the smell of blood in the Jianghu martial arts.
Sun Gaoran frowned and looked around.
In fact, the gate is fine. The blood stains on the corpses have been treated simply. In addition, it is night and the light is dim. As long as you don't lie down on the ground and check carefully, you can't see any obvious traces.
But if they could enter the gate, they would be able to see a row of freshly packed corpses on the martial arts arena, and the bloody smell there was even stronger.
At this moment, with a "creak", the door was pushed open from the inside.
The four true disciples of Black Tiger Martial Arts came out from inside.
Before the fourth disciple could speak, Sun Gaoran couldn't help but feel a sinking heart when he saw his apologetic face.
Sure enough, only the four disciples cupped their hands and said: "Young Master Sun, I'm really sorry, Junior Brother Song is meditating and practicing, so it's inconvenient to see Young Master at this time."
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