Chapter 60

Seeing this thing, Yao shigu was like seeing a rare treasure. He took it from Xia Yan with trembling hands. He took a long breath and handed it back to Xia Yan: "Xia Yan, since elder martial brother has given it to you, it's yours. No one can take it away, nor can I!"

In Xia Yan's hand, there was half a black carving knife. From the middle section of the carving knife, only the first half and the second half had disappeared. The fracture was uneven. It looked like it was broken with great strength.

"But Shibo, Shifu asked me to give it to you..." Xia Yan hesitated.

"No!" said Yao shigu, looking at Xia Yan with more loving colors. "In fact, your master doesn't ask you to give me something, but to take something from me!"

"What?" Xia Yan asked suspiciously.

"Go upstairs first, I'll tell you slowly." Yao shigu took Xia Yan's hand and walked upstairs. After taking two steps, he thought of something again, turned back and said, "Xiaoting, call your sister to come back for the festival at noon!"

"OK, grandpa!" Yao Ting's big eyes turned. Her eyes looked at Grandpa and Xia Yan. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Ji Gu Zhai has two floors. The antiques displayed on the second floor are more exquisite than those on the first floor. You can see that they are valuable at a glance. If the antiques in the jiguzhai are true, the Yao family's assets will easily exceed 100 million, not to mention that there must be better things that have not been put out.

Xia Yan was full of doubts. He followed Yao shigu into a room on the second floor and sat down on a mahogany chair.

Yao Ting made two cups of tea, brought it over and put it in front of Yao shigu and Xia Yan. She also sat down on the sofa.

Yao shigu picked up the teacup and drank tea silently. He didn't speak. Yao ting and Xia Yan naturally wouldn't say it first. Ten minutes later, Yao shigu sighed and said, "nephew Xia Yan, do you know the origin of this half carving knife?"

"I don't know!" Xia Yan shook his head and said, "the master never told me. He gave me the things when I came out this time."

"When did senior brother take you in?" Yao shigu asked again.

"Ten years ago," said Xia Yan.

"Has he mentioned me before?" Yao shigu's eyes were very complicated.

"Before I came out this time, master never mentioned it." Xia Yan thought that there must be a dog blood past between the martial brothers.

"Alas!" Yao shigu sighed and was silent for a while before he said, "since your master didn't tell you this, I won't talk much..."

what the hell!

Xia Yan is depressed. Martial uncle, martial uncle, you are not authentic, and the pass is not like you. Is it really good for you to hang people in the air like this?

At the time of abdominal Fei, Yao shigu stood up, opened the safe embedded in the wall, took out a beautiful sandalwood box from inside, handed it to Xia Yan, smiled and asked, "Xia Yan, guess what's in the box?"

"The other half of the carving knife?" Xia Yan asked tentatively.

Yao shigu was stunned. He saw Yao Ting nodding with a snickering smile and said with a self mocking smile: "is it so easy to guess?"

When the box was opened, it was the other half of the carving knife. Xia Yan took it out and put the fractures of the two broken knives together. Sure enough, they fit together. There is no doubt that the two were originally one.

"After fifteen years, I finally saw a complete amorous knife!" Yao shigu shook his head and looked very excited.

"What... What knife?" Xia Yan and Yao Ting asked in unison.

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he came up with a martial arts name like "amorous knife". The painting style was wrong in an instant. This is just a carving knife, okay? Is it really good to have such a * * name? And the name * * goes * *, but it's a little tacky!

"Amorous Dao!" Yao shigu repeated and said, "the more amorous the Dao is, the more amorous the works born under the Dao will be!"

"The more affectionate the Dao is, the more affectionate the work will be... Master also said such words!" Xia Yan said thoughtfully, "it turns out that this sentence comes from this Dao!"

"Wrong, it was this sentence that led to this knife, ha ha!" Yao shigu laughed happily.

"Xia Yan, when elder martial brother left fifteen years ago, he left a message for me. He said that if someone appeared one day with half an amorous knife, it would be his disciple, the successor of his chosen school, and the... Leader of our school!"

"Headmaster?" Xia Yan and Yao Ting were stunned. Did they really want to transform the martial arts style? This is unscientific!

"Isn't it strange?" Yao shigu smiled, touched Yao Ting's head and said, "all walks of life have their own schools, painting and calligraphy. Even the lower class abductions have many schools, not to mention our carving. Confucius is still the leader of Confucianism. It's nothing if we have a leader!"

"Our school is called yidaoliu?" Xia Yan asked curiously.

"Not bad!" Yao shigu nodded and sighed, "your master's craft is far above me, so he made a name. Others call him Han Yidao. I can't handle my skills, so there aren't many people who know me. If it wasn't for what happened in those years, the leader should have been your master!"

"But now, you are the leader of our sword flow!" Yao shigu looked at Xia Yan with burning eyes and said excitedly, "Xia Yan, can you let me see your work?" Xia Yan quickly took out the woodcarving mountain tiger from his backpack and handed it to Yao shigu with both hands: "martial uncle, please give me advice!" "The fierce tiger goes down the mountain. Young people need to have this momentum. Even if your master and I are tigers, we are also full of tigers going up the mountain!" Yao shigu took the wood carving with both hands and carefully appreciated it in his hands. For a long time, he sighed with satisfaction, put the wood carving on the table, then handed the amorous knife to Xia Yan, lifted the hem of his robe and knelt in front of Xia Yan. "Elder martial uncle, what are you doing?" Xia Yan was shocked. He hurried away and reached out to help Yao shigu. "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Yao Ting was also anxious and hurried to help Yao shigu's other arm. "Xiaoting, get out of the way!" Yao shigu waved his hand to keep Yao Ting away, and then said to Xia Yan: "Xia Yan, I don't worship you, but the inheritance of a knife flow. Sit down quickly. If you don't let me worship this worship, I'll be embarrassed to see my senior brother in the future!" martial uncle, you... " Xia Yan also wanted to persuade, but he saw the old man's persistence on his face. He knew it was useless to persuade again. After throwing an sorry look at Yao Ting, he sat back on the sofa, took up the amorous knife with both hands and let the two cutting knives fight together. Yao shigu knelt down again and knocked three heads at the amorous knife solemnly. Then he stood up and said, "leader..."