When the Ming and Qing dynasties began to rise, some people began to search for the whereabouts of the King's sword belonging to the Ming Emperor, but after searching for hundreds of years, until today, they have not found the final whereabouts of the sword.

It seems that with the death of Emperor Ming, with the disappearance of Emperor Ming, it has disappeared in this world forever.

In history, some people have made strong criticisms of the Ming Emperor's move to draw the dragon veins of the capital of the Tang and Song Dynasties to suppress the national power.

It is said that if it weren't for the dragon vein in the capital, the Tang and Song Empire would not have collapsed in just fifty years after the death of Emperor Ming.

If the dragon vein had not been extracted and used to suppress the national power of a country, then there would have been no barbarian dynasty, the Ming and Qing dynasties, would have been buried in the Central Plains, and there would have been no Huaxia after the Ming Emperor. This sentence is not unreasonable.

Working with right or wrong, historical comments, no matter who is right or wrong back then, the king's sword has long disappeared in the long river of history and has disappeared.

But now, Zhuang Lin heard the King's King's Sword from the owner of the black shop in front of him.

At the first moment, his reaction was that the guy in front of him was lying to survive.

"It seems that you guy didn't cry until you saw the coffin. He still wanted to lie to me." He snorted coldly and stood up.

"Master, I really didn't lie to you. I really know the whereabouts of the King's King's sword." At this time, the undesired Zhang cried and wiped tears, begging hard.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Zhuang Lin's heart thumped involuntarily, and then he winked at the manor next to him.

The manor understood it and grabbed a rag from the side and stuffed it into his unethical mouth.

"Tan Ba ​​Zi, I still dare to lie to my young master. Today, I have to kill you and take this grandson back."

After saying that, two young bodyguards rushed forward and raised the unethical person whose mouth was stuffed, stuffed it directly into the sack prepared in advance, then took it out of the shop.

"Big Young Master, what should we do with these gangsters?" When Duode Zhang was taken away, Zhuang Chun glanced at the young people in the corner and asked Zhuang Lin.

"Take it back together." There are too many things involved in the King's sword. To be careful, there must be no omissions.

"In addition, let's take all the things in this store back. Remember, don't miss anything or any corner." Zhuang Lin reminded him repeatedly.

Originally, after visiting the Wangfu Hutong, I wanted to go to the most famous snack street in Yanjing for lunch, but after learning about the King of Minghuang's King's sword, Zhuang Lin felt like he would continue to wander.

The entire Qianwangzhai, from the inside out, was swept away all the things that could be seen, from toothpicks to enamel tools.

By the time the manor took the people away, the entire Qianwangzhai was empty, leaving only a clean store.

"Young Master, where are we going now?" A convoy of more than ten luxury cars drove away from the Wangfu Hutong and went on the main road.

In the passenger seat, Zhuang Chun turned his head and looked at Zhuang Lin sitting in the back row, and asked in a low voice.

"Find a quiet place, I have something to ask that guy." Zhuang Lin pondered for a moment and said.

Regardless of whether what is undesirable, the Emperor Ming Dynasty's king's sword has a great relationship. He must ask clearly that he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go.

Judging from the guy's expression and reaction at that time, it didn't seem like he was telling a lie. If that guy really knew the whereabouts of the King's Sword, then he really made a big profit this time.

Not to mention, the Ming Emperor's sword itself is a meteorite made of meteorites from outside the sky. What's more important is the dragon vein sealed in it by the Ming Emperor's master.

Although the dragon vein is a bit illusory, no one has dared to deny its existence from ancient times to the present. Even today, many people still believe that under this earth, there are dragon veins in the spiritual land.

After seeing the power of the monk with his own eyes, especially the mysterious cauldron with his own eyes, Zhuang Lin believed in the existence of the dragon vein.

He firmly believed that the Ming Emperor's National Master was actually a powerful monk, and the Ming Emperor's King's Sword was a magical magic weapon refined by this powerful monk with the magical methods of the monk.

Sealing a dragon vein and suppressing the national destiny of a huge empire, such a magic weapon cannot imagine how terrifying it is.

If he can get this king's sword, it can be said that it will be a great addition to him now, and he will even have the capital to challenge the monks.

After witnessing the battle between the middle-aged monk and the Wu Mu Corpse King, Zhuang Lin had an almost obsessed desire for power.

Once upon a time, he once thought that the warrior at the peak was already the strongest force in the world, but after that fight, he realized that he was really a frog in the well.

Whether in the eyes of the middle-aged monk or the eyes of the Wu Mu Corpse King, he was just a pitiful baby who learned to walk in Handan. He could easily kill himself with just raising his hand.

It is his greatest desire to improve one's own strength and to have the power to truly protect and protect the people around him in this world.

The Ming Emperor's King's sword undoubtedly gave him the opportunity to quickly improve his strength.

At all costs, he dug out news about the King's King's Sword from the fat and big-eared black shop owner. This was the only thought in his mind.

"Zhuang Min has always been in charge of Zhuangzi in the north of the city. The place is large and few people come here." Zhuang Chun thought for a while and said in a low voice.

"Okay, just go there." Zhuang Lin nodded and agreed to go to the village where the dealer was located in the north of the city.

The merchant is located in Zhuangzi, north of the city. It is a farm with an area of ​​nearly 100 acres. When Zhuanglin was still in Yanjing, he often followed his mother to come here for vacation in summer.

In this Zhuangzi, which has been around for decades, there are too many memories of Zhuang Lin and his mother.

After six years of trance, when he returned to come here again, the manor looked a little dilapidated. It seemed that it had not been repaired for a long time.

"How long has anyone lived here?" Zhuang Lin stood at the door of Zhuangzi, looked at the two small buildings not far away, and asked Zhuang Chun.

"Since what happened back then, this place has been banned by the old man. Except for the few or a dozen servants, the people in the family are not allowed to come." Zhuang Chun clenched his fists and responded in a deep voice.

"You go back and say to my fourth uncle, I want this village. If anyone in the mansion disagrees, I will talk to him in person." Zhuang Lin stood there, staring at the two small buildings motionlessly, and said lukewarmly.

Hearing Zhuang Lin's almost domineering words, Zhuang Chun and Zhuang Yuan smiled bitterly. At this moment, who else in the mansion dared to get into trouble?

Not to mention this abandoned manor, even if it is the manor close to the city, as long as he speaks, no one dares to object.
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