Chapter 92: Fish Intestines

  The next day, Xu Si went to the company and presided over the last day of work. After sending Xu Si away, Song Jian went to Huqiu and found Yun Kong Master.

  Yun Kong had his hands behind his back, staring absent-mindedly out of the window.

  Song Jian walked into the room and said, "Master, everything is ready. We have arranged for our men to infiltrate the group of grave robbers, so there won't be any mishaps."

  Yun Kong shook his head and turned around, looking at Song Jian, "How's your fist technique coming along?"

  Song Jian thought for a moment and said seriously, "The understanding of Luohan Quan and Fuhu Quan is already quite deep. What's lacking is actual combat experience. In actual combat, the essence of the fist method should be integrated into the Wuji Health Qigong."

  Yun Kong nodded, "I asked Yuan Zhi, he said you are a martial arts prodigy, grasping things extremely quickly. In fact, all of this is thanks to the Wuji Health Cultivation Technique you've been practicing, as the saying goes 'ten thousand changes don't leave their foundation', you have already grasped the essence of martial arts, what's lacking is only the flesh and bones outside of the essence."

  "Thank you, Master," Song Jian slightly bowed his head and sincerely thanked him.

  Yun Kong murmured "Hmm" and turned his head again, looking out the window. He said, "Do you still remember that day when you asked me, Sun Tian's family is prominent, he's highly skilled, why would he want to do this grave-robbing business?"

  Song Jian bowed his hands and said: "The disciple remembers that after asking about it that day, Master, you shifted the topic."

  Yun Kong stretched out his withered hand, touched the window frame and said: "Yes, I didn't want to tell you, but now it seems that even if I don't say it today, you will know later. Never mind, I'll just tell you, the scenery on Tiger Hill, except for the Tiger Hill Tower, is most famous for the Sword Pool scenic spot, do you know where the Sword Pool came from?"

  Song Jian knew this, although he didn't often live in Gusu City, but some famous ancient relics could still be mentioned. "It's said that Wu Wang Fucha buried his father Helü here and also buried many famous swords and treasures with him. And this pool is said to have been dug specifically to cover up the tomb."

  Actually, the legend of Sword Pool has been around for a long time. It is said that there are many precious swords of Wu King Helü in the water of Sword Pool, and under the pool lies the tomb of Wu King Helü and his treasures. After Qin Shi Huang became emperor, he wanted to find the tomb of Wu King Helü, so he excavated many treasures and precious swords buried with him. He then sent troops from Xianyang to camp at the foot of Tiger Hill. They inquired everywhere and dug all around, but after a long time, they got nothing. During the Chu-Han contention, the King of Western Chu heard about the legend of Sword Pool somewhere and became very interested in it. He brought people to Sword Pool, mobilized his troops, and excavated extensively. As a result, he did not see even a shadow of Wu King Helü's swords, let alone his tomb.

  Apart from these people, there have been many others throughout history who have also had the idea of stirring up the Sword Pool. After all, which hero of a generation would not want to obtain those legendary swords?

  Yun Kong Da Shi turned his head around, with a sly smile on his face, and said: "These rumors, do you believe them?"

  Song Jian was taken aback, thought for a moment, and said: "I think it's still possible, the tomb of Huaiyi should be here without a doubt. However, the legendary treasures and famous swords are probably not there. If they were really buried with many famous swords and treasures, I believe they would have been taken away by those people long ago."

  Yun Kong burst out laughing and said, "You're wrong, this is indeed the tomb of Kuaiji, and it's true that a famous sword is buried here. Of course, there aren't many famous swords, only one, the Fish Intestine Sword!"

  "Huh?" Song Jian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said: "So to speak, Sun Tian must have come for this famous sword."

  "In the history of our Huaxia, there are five great famous swords. The tone of Yun Kong became serious, "The five swords I mentioned are not historical fiction, nor am I exaggerating. If one day you see them, you will naturally understand. Among the five swords, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye are a pair of male and female swords, which have long been lost. In addition to these two, there is also the Chi Xiang sword used by Liu Bang to behead the white snake, the Cheng Ying sword used by King Zhou of Shang to tyrannize, and this fifth sword is the Yu Jing sword under our feet."

  Song Jian saw the serious expression of Yun Kong Lao and Shang, slightly puzzled, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Even if it was indeed a famous sword, what's the big deal? The ancient forging technology couldn't be compared with modern times. To say nothing of others, the famous swords cast during the Song Dynasty, including the long sword that Song Jian had personally seen in his previous life as the emperor's favorite, were far inferior to the Japanese samurai swords of today.

  Yun Kong Lao Shang continued, "These five swords should have been buried with the ancient bones in the tomb. Now it seems that some people can't sit still and want to use the power of famous swords to rise again."

  Song Jiandao said: "Don't worry, Master, we will do our best to stop that Sun Tian."

  Yun Kong shook his head, "No, remember one thing, if you can't stop it, then go all out to get that sword."

  Song Jian felt that today's Yun Kong Fa Shi was a bit dazed.

  Yun Kong waved his large sleeves and said: "Go practice your skills on the back mountain."

  Song Jian agreed and went.

  Yun Kong Lao stood by the window, gazing at Song Jian's agile figure, his fingers rolling the Buddhist beads one by one. "Why can't I see through his fate at all? Amitabha, hmm...hmm...hmm! Come and go with the tide, everything is empty."

  In the back mountain, followed by Master Yuanzhi practicing kung fu, and then had a real fight with Master Yuanzhi for half a day.

  Yuánzhì and the monk were quite foolish, but their kung fu was very fierce. Fortunately, Yuánzhì's body was old and his energy had weakened, otherwise Sòng Jiàn would not have been able to withstand even three moves from Yuánzhì.

  In the late afternoon, Song Jian drove home, thinking that in the future he could set up his own shooting training base at Hongxing Pharmaceutical Factory, or simply build a shooting range himself, which would make it much more convenient to practice his marksmanship.

  Song Jian understood that in this era, hot weapons are much more useful than kung fu. For example, Yuan Zhi, an old monk who had practiced martial arts for a lifetime, would still find it difficult to dodge bullets within a range of 10 meters if he encountered someone with a gun. It's unfair that a 20-year-old young man who has just started his career can kill Yuan Zhi, who has practiced martial arts for a lifetime.

  Back home, Xu Si stood in the living room, tidying up her bags. She was wearing a purple velvet evening gown with a sleeveless design, revealing a section of her arm, and a simple pendant on her wrist. Under the light, her skin was as white as milk, and she looked elegant and noble.

  "You're back, I was just thinking of calling you. My grandfather is coming to pick me up later, so I won't be having dinner at home," said Xu Si to Song Jian.

  Song Jian nodded, "This outfit of yours looks pretty good."

  Xu Si smiled lightly.

  Song Jian actually wanted to say that people are more beautiful, but he was a little afraid of being too abrupt with Xu Si's feelings.

  Before long, the sound of a car came from outside the door. An old steward arrived to take Xu Si to attend a dinner party hosted by the municipal government.

  "Or we can go together."

  The old steward had already said: "Miss, this time the master said that only one person can go with you."

  Xu Si furrowed his brow and said, "It's like this, the invitation was also received by Siyuan Company, Song Jian as the chairman of Siyuan Company can go, no need for grandfather's approval."

  The old steward was stunned, he had been following Xu Haitian for many years, although his position was not high, but he understood a lot of things, how could the Siyuan company with such a small scale receive an invitation to this evening party?

  Song Jian just smiled and said: "Xu Si, you go yourself, pay attention to safety, I'll rest at home for a while, today's practice was tiring."

  Xu Siye didn't continue to force himself and followed the old housekeeper onto a Mercedes-Benz.

  The car drove smoothly towards the Xu family's mansion.

  In the suburbs of Suzhou City, a car stopped in front of a large courtyard with high walls. Xu Si got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the courtyard.

  A thin old man came quickly, although his back was somewhat bent, but he was in good spirits.

  "Old Ninth," Xu Si called out to the old man.

  This old man is named Pang Jiu, the most trusted person of Xu Haitian. Although he doesn't participate much in the group's operation, his status in the Xu Group is enough to rival other directors, because this person is an absolute master.

  "Ah, Si Si," Pang Jiu said with a concerned smile as he saw Xu Si, "Wow, you look really beautiful today."

  Xu Si smiled shallowly and said, "I'm going to find Grandpa."

  "Go on, oh, Song Jian he..." Pang Jiu asked a question.

  Xu Si said: "Song Jian is resting at home, he doesn't like attending these banquets."

  As she spoke, Xu Si quickly walked away.

  Pang Jiu was stunned, looking at Xu Si's expression and the intimacy between him and Song Jian in his words, it seemed that this marriage was going to happen.

  "Oh dear, Master seems to have miscalculated this time. Now wanting to separate them is probably very difficult," Pongjiu muttered to himself, but he didn't really object to Xu Si and Song Jian's marriage. Money and all that, to Pongjiu, was quite insignificant. As long as Xu Si liked it, Pongjiu had always thought so.

  Putting aside this idea, Pang Jiu quickly stepped out of the door and went to arrange for bodyguards.

  Xu Si entered the door, an old woman was changing Xu Haitian's clothes. This old woman was Xu Haitian's concubine and not Xu Si's biological grandmother. However, the old woman had a very kind heart, after Xu Si's biological grandmother passed away, Xu Si had always treated her as his own grandmother.

  "Grandpa! Grandma!" Xu Si called out twice, then turned to a bald man on the side and shouted "Dad!", that person was indeed Xu Si's father, Xu Qiangsan.

  Xu Qiang San just glanced at Xu Si, nodded, and then turned back to continue watching the "Do Not Disturb" program.

  Xu Haitian walked up and said: "My dear granddaughter, you are really beautiful, you will be the focus of tonight's party. Ah, didn't that Song Jian come?"

  Xu Si saw Xu Haitian's appearance and couldn't help but pout and complain: "Grandpa! Why do you have such an opinion about Song Jian?"

  Xu Haitian chuckled and then complained: "I'm telling you, I shouldn't have agreed to let you move out in the first place. Now look, it's been half a year and you haven't even brought her back home once."

  The old man and his grandson argued as they walked out the door.

  Xu Qiang turned his head and took a glance at his father and daughter, then touched his bald head, sighed, and continued to watch the boring show.

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