My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 252 Jinghua, I'm glad I have you, otherwise I would be embarrassed

"Can't it just be the best tea?"

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua was amused by Wan Sutong and burst out laughing. "Of course it can't be just tea. The main thing should be cultivation. The invitations sent by disciples are for casual guests, and they can be given high-quality elixirs. If the elders of the sect come in person to invite, they are honored guests, and it is best to give them high-quality magic tools to show sincerity."

0533 Completely dumbfounded, Wan Sutong took a step back and felt like her whole body was breaking apart. "Tomorrow is the day, where can I get a first-class magic weapon?"

Zhao Jinghua smiled and then transformed a wooden box that was as long as an arm and as wide as a palm and handed it to Wan Sutong.

Wan Sutong took the wooden box and opened it. She saw a bright yellow silk covering the wooden box, on which was a nine-ring knife made of black iron. There were dragon patterns carved on both sides of the knife back. Looking at the valuable nine-ring knife in her hand, Wan Sutong was full of curiosity at the moment, "What are these nine rings used for?"

"These nine rings are very useful. First, they can intimidate the enemy. Second, when the blade is upright, the rings will hang down, and the center of gravity will be in the hand. When you swing it at the enemy, the gravity will fall on the tip of the blade." At this point, Zhao Jinghua seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke again, "Another point is that we are afraid that after swinging the knife, the blade will sink too deeply into the flesh and blood and there will be no time to retract the knife, thus losing our lives."

Wan Sutong nodded as if she understood, put the Nine Rings Knife into her Spiritual Sea, and then hugged Zhao Jinghua's waist. "Jinghua, I'm glad you're here, otherwise I would be embarrassed."

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and touched Wan Sutong's cheek with a doting look in his eyes. "I'm not with you. If you don't understand something, ask your second brother. Be careful."

Wan Sutong nodded vigorously after hearing this. "Well, don't worry." Then he looked at 0533 and said, "Let's go."

But 0533 shook his head and said, "Host, you go back first. I will show your husband Chu Wan's information and what she has done in the past few days, and then I will go back." After that, he exchanged four packs of tea cakes wrapped in oil paper and placed them in Wan Sutong's hands. "One thousand points, in case this system cannot go back tonight."

Wan Sutong made an OK gesture and transformed into a plum blossom. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the carriage.

Liang Qingzhou was still panting at first, but when he saw Wan Sutong coming back, all his sleepiness disappeared instantly. "Sister-in-law is back. Did Senior Brother tell you anything?"

Wan Sutong was a little confused and thought, "Did I give anything? Oh, yes!"

Liang Qingzhou's heart was alarmed when he heard this. "Brother, what did you say have anything to do with me?" When he saw Wan Sutong nod, Liang Qingzhou's face turned pale, as if he was waiting for death. "Brother, did you tell me to wait?"

Wan Sutong burst out laughing. "What? Your senior brother said that he is not with me. If I don't understand anything, I will ask you."

Liang Qingzhou smiled brightly upon hearing this. "I'm so scared. Let's find an inn to stay for the night and go to Qinggu Sect tomorrow morning. After the competition is over, I'll go to Zhao Honglin to get information. Sister-in-law, you go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Wan Sutong hummed and nodded, "Okay, it's happily settled."

Liang Qingzhou suddenly remembered, "Oh, by the way, sister-in-law, did you bring a gift?" Feng Ming heard this and looked at Wan Sutong hurriedly.

Wan Sutong nodded repeatedly when she saw this and said, "I brought it. Jinghua got me a nine-ring knife."

Liang Qingzhou exclaimed in disbelief, "Is it the nine-ring knife made of black iron with dragon patterns carved on it?"

Wan Sutong looked at Liang Qingzhou with some confusion, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Liang Qingzhou shook his head in disbelief, his eyes full of horror, "Brother, you really spent a lot of money to support your little sister-in-law."

When Wan Sutong heard this, her eyes lit up instantly. "Does this knife have a history?"

As he spoke, Liang Qingzhou took out a folding fan, and his posture made him look like a storyteller. "It has a great origin! This knife is called the Dragon Pattern Nine Ring Knife. Legend has it that it is the magic weapon of the God Hongfu. Before his death, the God Hongfu sealed the magic weapon in a secret place. Brother, you risked your life to bring this knife back. At that time, this matter spread all over the continent. Everyone knew that this knife was in Brother's hands. After Brother's death, everyone was sad to know that this knife would never appear in the world again."

Wan Sutong exclaimed in disbelief after hearing this, with reluctance in her eyes, "How can I bear to give it away when you put it like that?"

Liang Qingzhou waved his hands repeatedly and said helplessly, "Little sister-in-law, you have to send it off. Since Senior Brother knows that you are going to Qinggu Sect, he must have his own purpose for giving you this knife as a gift."

Feng Ming chuckled and patted Wan Sutong on the shoulder. "I think so too. He must have a purpose for giving such a valuable sword away. I can only guess one thing. He wants everyone in the martial arts world to know that you, Wan Sutong, are his people." Feng Ming laughed and then looked at Liang Qingzhou. "My guess is right, right, second brother?"

Liang Qingzhou nodded vigorously, "Yes, but there are treasures in my senior brother's spiritual sea that are more valuable than this, and there are also many magic weapons. He even has a Demon God's Ghost Blade, which was given to him by Han Yaoyu. I thought they would become..." At this point, Liang Qingzhou suddenly realized that this was not suitable to say to Wan Sutong. He sighed hurriedly and spoke again, "They would be sworn brothers for life. Who would have thought that life is so short? Not long after Han Yaoyu was killed by his adopted son... my senior brother is gone too. Fortunately, my senior brother is back."

Wan Sutong asked curiously, "How old is the difference between my husband and Master Han?"

Liang Qingzhou opened his folding fan and motioned Wan Sutong and Feng Ming to come closer. "That's a big difference. Senior Brother has a very complicated relationship with our Master. Master and Han Yaoyu are close friends regardless of age and are sworn brothers."

Feng Ming and Wan Sutong's eyes widened instantly after hearing this, and their tone was extremely incredible, "What?"

Liang Qingzhou nodded and then spoke again, "Master is twenty years younger than Han Yaoyu, and senior brother and..." At this point Liang Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, "Hahahahaha... cough, senior brother and Han Yaoyu became sworn brothers, and one day Master went to Yaoyumen to find Han Yaoyu, and the two had a conversation, hahahahaha..." Liang Qingzhou couldn't help laughing at this, "Hahaha, pfft, I found out that senior brother is Master's third brother, hahahahahaha"

Wan Sutong and Feng Ming burst out laughing, "Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter. That must be so embarrassing." Feng Ming laughed and patted the back of Wan Sutong's hand, "Haha, laugh a little quieter. Hahaha, Xiaomao and Tuantuan are asleep, hahahaha."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong patted Feng Ming's chest with her right hand and said, "Pfft, hahahaha, aren't you laughing too? Hahahaha, you're still talking about me!"

Liang Qingzhou looked at the two of them playing around and laughed again, having finally stopped laughing. "Pfft, hahahahahahahaha"

Feng Ming laughed so hard that tears came out. He raised his hand to wipe his tears and asked Liang Qingzhou, "What happened next?"

Liang Qingzhou stopped laughing and spoke again, "What can we do? Let's talk about our own things. It's too confusing. Wait for Second Senior Brother to sort it out for you. Senior brother calls Han Yaoyu "Brother Han", and Master also calls him "Brother Han". Master calls Senior brother "son" or "Mingye", and when he's drunk he calls him "Third Brother". Han Yaoyu calls Master "Brother Gu", calls Senior brother "Mingye", and sometimes "A-di".

Wan Sutong grinned after hearing this, "I can't imagine how chaotic it would be if the three of them stood together and yelled at each other." But then she thought again and sighed, "But they can't get together."

Liang Qingzhou also sighed after hearing this, "That's right, Han Yaoyu is dead, and Master has ascended to heaven."