Peerless prodigal system

As soon as these words came out, everyone's interest was instantly aroused.

"Is there any mistake? I see that you are empty-handed. Where did you get the ancient weapon?"

"You're bragging again, I want to see how long you're bragging!"

"Forcibly pretending is really tiring. You don't have anything around you. Where did you get the ancient weapons?!"

"Young people nowadays like to brag too much. They are not pragmatic at all. They are obviously empty-handed, so why pretend!"

It seemed that these old fellows were quite dissatisfied with Wu Liang.

At this time, Qian Shaoyu also said: "Wu Liang, where are the things? Where are the ancient weapons? Talking in plain language, do you think it is polite to do so in front of so many seniors?"

Qian Shaoyu really knows how to criticize, and even touches on etiquette.

Besides, how many seniors are there?How can they be called seniors when they are all of the same generation? Speaking of which, there is only one junior at the scene, and that is Qian Shaoyu!

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit delicate, Zhang Yanghao said softly in Wu Liang's ear: "Xiao Wu, I can't help you anymore, it's not going to end well for you, you better keep silent, if you persist, the party will be over soon."

The reason why Zhang Yanghao is so polite is naturally because Wu Liang is a martial arts prodigy and he likes him very much.

Wu Liang smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I heard you mentioned in the call before that it's best to bring some ancient weapons from your collection to the party, so I just took a small thing from the storage room at home."

As he spoke, Wu Liang took out a small wooden box from his trouser pocket.

"Look, this is the thing, I don't have to brag to you."

Wu Liang's expression is very calm, he thinks that he is a prodigal son, there is no need to brag at all, isn't it just an ancient weapon, what's the big deal.

When everyone saw him take the small wooden box out of his trouser pocket, they couldn't help being surprised.

"No wonder I couldn't see anything for a long time, because he put it in his pocket!"

"Could it be, what kind of magical weapon is this?"

"This young man doesn't seem to be lying, but he just doesn't know what's in the small box."

"Tsk tsk, this kid pretends to be aggressive. He was deliberately pretending to be deep before, right? At this moment, let's do a reverse?"

Seeing the reactions of these old guys, Wu Liang thought to himself, I'm pretending to be deep, if it wasn't for Qian Shaoyu who had to take off his pants and fart so unnecessary, I wouldn't be too lazy to take out the small wooden box.

Qian Shaoyu sneered: "Hehe, what can a small wooden box hold? Wu Liang, don't be ashamed, this small wooden box is a jewelry box!"

It has to be said that Qian Shaoyu is very good at stirring up emotions. After his malicious guidance, many people questioned him again.

"Shaoyu is right, this is also called an ancient weapon? It's just a small box, what can it hold?"

"Just say yes, who are you scaring? I guess it's an ancient rouge gouache box."

"I feel that this young man is very pretentious. I thought he was going to explode after holding it in for a long time, but he took out a small wooden box. I laughed so hard. What can you hold in this little space? A toothpick?"

Wu Liang was speechless about these old things' comments.

Although he thought that the contents of this small wooden box were not rare treasures, he wanted to say that no matter how small the box was, it could still hold weapons.

But Zhang Yanghao was very curious about what Wu Liang contained in this small wooden box.

He is a martial artist, so he naturally knows more about ancient weapons than others.

He was looking forward to the presentation of the things in the wooden box.

At this moment, Wu Liang said: "It contains a pocket flying sword."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yanghao became interested, "Xiao Wu, this is really a pocket flying sword. Whose? Is there any history?"

"It's nothing unusual. Lu Zu's flying sword is just a small flying sword. It's not very practical. It can be used as a fruit knife."

"What? Lu Zu?!" Zhang Yanghao was shocked on the spot.

He had heard the story of Lu Chunyang's flying sword beheading the yellow dragon, so Lu Chunyang was naturally talking about Lu Zu.

Naturally, there is no need to say more about Lu Zu, a legendary figure of Taoism.

Zhang Yanghao's face was solemn and serious, he felt that the things in Wu Liang's small wooden box were interesting.

Although Lu Zu's Flying Sword Slaying the Yellow Dragon is a Taoist myth with some illusory elements, Zhang Yanghao's main concern is the pocket flying sword.

In today's gathering, Zhang Yanghao saw too many swords, guns, swords and halberds, and few things could arouse his interest, but now a pocket flying sword suddenly appeared, which immediately revived his spirits.

Leaving aside the fact that the Pocket Flying Sword is from which generation, at least it can make him feel that a refreshing and delicious side dish suddenly appeared among the delicacies of mountains and seas, big fish and big meat.

When the other old guys saw Zhang Yanghao's dignified and surprised expression, they thought the pocket sword was a treasure, so they misunderstood what Zhang Yanghao wanted to express.

"Lu Zu Feijian? Good stuff! Taoist treasure!"

"Lu Chunyang's flying sword slashed the yellow dragon. Is this a relic of Lu Zu?"

"In my opinion, Lu Zu's flying sword should be a fairy weapon!"

"Lu Zu's magical tool for cultivating immortals, Lu Zu used it to kill Huanglong, if it is real, it is definitely a good thing!"

"The fetish of Lu Zu appeared in Huadu, does it mean that something will happen?"

Nima, the imagination is really rich.

Some old guys are arty and become "Bachelors".

Wu Liang shook his head secretly, thinking that these old guys look like dogs on the surface, and they look very knowledgeable, but they really have very little ink in their stomachs.

Although the box contained Lu Zu's flying sword, but Lu Zu's flying sword slaying the yellow dragon is a Taoist allusion. To put it bluntly, it is a fictional fairy tale, not a magical weapon at all.

These old guys began to study Lu Zu Feijian, and by the way, they also said a few Taoist words, which was funny and ridiculous.

And Zhang Yanghao blushed when he saw his old friends like this, and explained in embarrassment: "Everyone, Lu Zu's flying sword and slaying the dragon is a fictional myth, so the wooden box must not be the real Lu Zu's relic."

The hypocritical old gentlemen, after hearing Zhang Yanghao's explanation, first blushed in embarrassment, and then found reasons to cover it up.

"Old Zhang, we know, don't you see that we are deliberately sarcastic?"

"That's right, Lao Zhang, of course we know this is a fairy tale, so we just joked about it."

"Hey! Old Zhang, people like you just like to be serious. We just said a few jokes."

Zhang Yanghao frowned, too lazy to pay attention to these hypocritical friends.

What Zhang Yanghao is most concerned about now is which era and who made Lu Zu's pocket flying sword in the wooden box.

And Qian Shaoyu, as the instigator of the incident, did not forget to fan the flames even at this time.

"Take a rouge gouache box and insist that it contains a flying sword. It's just a sensationalist. Since Lu Zu's flying sword slays the yellow dragon is a fairy tale, don't show it off. It's just a pocket flying sword, and it's not a rare item."

When Zhang Yanghao heard these words, he somewhat overturned Qian Shaoyu's good impression in his mind.

"Shaoyu, as an expert in collecting treasures, you should have done a lot of research on ancient cold weapons. How can you not know the rarity of ancient pocket flying swords? This is something that the government has the right to make, and it must be the royal family. Possess it, or you will commit the crime of beheading!"