Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 157: Surprise Talk at the Table

"Spicy fish, three fresh vegetables, fried meatballs, stewed spareribs, Xiao Ran, these are all my specialties. I'm in a hurry today, so let Lao Fang treat you to a good meal tomorrow."

At the dining table in the basement, Yang Lu took out a bottle of Moutai from the wine cabinet and thanked Xiao Ran.

"Aunt Yang, you are so polite. Uncle Fang has always taken good care of me. Besides, we are from the Four Yin Sect, so it is only natural for us to support each other."

Xiao Ran carefully raised his glass and responded politely.

"Okay, okay, let me drink first as a sign of respect."

Although Aunt Yang is not young anymore, she is very generous and straightforward. She raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp. Her words gave people a sense of heroism.

Xiao Ran hurriedly brought the wine glass to accompany him. As soon as he finished the drink, Xiao Ran picked up the chopsticks and hurriedly put a few mouthfuls of food into his mouth.

Although Aunt Yang's food tasted simple and was not as amazing as Wu Man's cooking, Xiao Ran felt particularly comfortable and at ease while eating it.

While eating, he praised: "Uncle Fang is so lucky, the food made by Aunt Yang tastes so delicious."

Aunt Yang liked Xiao Ran more and more and kept picking food for him. She sighed in her heart that if her daughter wasn't married, she would have invited him to be a son-in-law no matter what.

Xiao Ran remembered something at this time, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Just now, Uncle Fang said that you are from the Xiangqi Yang family, so how did you marry Uncle Fang?"

The paper man Zhou and the musical instrument Yang, the paper man Zhou is a yin element, but the musical instrument Yang is not.

Speaking of the percussion instrument corps, they can be classified as one of the lowest classes.

People can take on any job related to weddings, funerals, birthdays, and banquets.

There is a joke that goes, weddings are played fast, funerals are played slowly. People can play the same piece of music in eighteen different ways.

Back then, the Yang family was also a well-known family. Their own percussion band was responsible for all the music at weddings, funerals and birthday banquets. To be honest, Uncle Fang's family was a poor family and had nothing to do with them.

So Xiao Ran couldn't help but become a little gossipy. After all, he really liked to inquire about the affairs of the older generation in the underworld.

"Hey, it's just a superficial appearance."

Aunt Yang waved her hand, sat down and said to Xiao Ran:
“Look at the beautiful scenery at home, but it’s actually all a pile of tofu dregs.

The old master had four concubines at that time, and they were always fighting with each other. The family was either gambling or whoring. By the time of our generation, the family had already fallen into decline, and they had to rely on the little wealth they had back then, borrowing from here and there to survive. "

Talking about the decline of the Yang family, Aunt Yang also sighed. Her generation had seen the family's prosperity and also witnessed how it declined.

It is true that I watched him build a red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse!
"We are the second branch of the family, and we were not well-received. When my father felt that the wind was not blowing in the right direction at home, he arranged to marry me off. He originally planned to ask a matchmaker to go to the Zhou family to take a look, but when he went there, he found that the Zhou family was not suitable, so the Zhou family just pushed him out. My father thought about it and felt that he was a good person to live with. He had already left the shady business, and with the Zhou family's support, his life would definitely not be bad. Isn't this a good deal for him?"

"So this is ah."

Xiao Ran's gossipy fire was satisfied and he took a sip of wine happily.

I was thinking in my heart that the Zhou family was more authentic.

No wonder the Zhou family was able to become wealthy even though they lost their position as paper-folding craftsmen.

Maybe it was because she had escaped death tonight, or maybe it was because she hadn't talked about the past with anyone for a long time, but after a few glasses of wine, Aunt Yang became more talkative.

"Come to think of it, in Los Angeles, apart from Paper Man Zhou and Xiangqi Yang, there were a few other companies at the time, but it seems that they all suddenly declined overnight."

Uncle Fang nodded, "Yes, there is also the Sun family. They were one of the most powerful families here back then. Now it seems that all their descendants have dispersed, and the ancestral tombs in Beimang Mountain are gone."

Uncle Fang couldn't help but sigh when he thought of those famous local tyrants of the older generation when he was a child.

"Oh, yes, the Sun family, the Li family, the Zhou family, the Yang family, eh, you know what, it seems like everyone's family luck suddenly went away from a certain period of time, let me think..."

Aunt Yang frowned and thought carefully about what had happened during this period of time. Suddenly, she slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, it seems to be related to one person."

Uncle Fang tilted his head: "Who is it? Don't beat me up, I have never heard of anyone with such great power."

Aunt Yang raised her head and glared at Uncle Fang: "Go away! Your family had already fallen on hard times back then, you definitely didn't know that."

Then he looked at Xiao Ran and said, "I remember one year, my grandfather and the others were called to a meeting. It seemed that they were talking to someone called...

Lee...Surprise! "

"Yes, it's Li Jingqi. This name is very special, so I remembered it as soon as I heard it when I was a child. It's him, no doubt about it!"

"Li Surprise!!"

Xiao Ran's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. He had also heard of this name.

I heard from the memories of Kamitori Reiko and Senbei that it seemed that Japan was chasing him at that time, and Senbei and Kamitori Reiko were also part of the group chasing Li Jingqi.

When Shangniao Lingzi was on his way to kill Li Jingqi, he was killed with one strike by an old man carrying dung, who used his arm as bait.

While chasing, Senbei met a young Taoist priest and gave up the chase. He was killed by the young Taoist priest. The two chased Li Jingqi during the Anti-Japanese War.

Judging from the ages of Aunt Yang and the others, if Li Jingqi was still alive at this time, he would be at least over 50 years old.

So Xiao Ran was also very surprised to hear the three words "Li Jingqi" again at this time.

"Aunt Yang, who is this Li Jingqi?"

Xiao Ran put down his wine glass and asked.

"I don't know. I was still young at that time. It seems that not long after this meeting, the eldest uncle of our Yang family died. After that, there was a constant mess in the family. Life became worse and worse, especially for the eldest family. In the end, the family was wiped out."

Aunt Yang didn’t know what had happened. If she really wanted to know what happened, she would probably have to ask the previous generation.

Xiao Ran thought after hearing this and wondered if it was the previous generation, would his grandfather know something.

"But the old man has talked to me about so many things in the martial arts world before, but he never mentioned this. I'm afraid it's useless to ask. I'll have to find a chance to test his opinion when I get back."

The three of them sat in the basement chatting and eating until morning.

Xiao Ran saw that the time was almost up, then turned back to look at the knife on the rack.

"Uncle Fang, I'm going to take this knife with me."

Xiao Ran pointed at the knife and confirmed with Uncle Fang again. It was not that he was asking too much, but this knife was different. Perhaps it was a serious cursed object like the [Zhen'e Order].

"Take it away, Xiaoran, take it away quickly. His grandfather's generation never touched the knife. I don't know how this guy found it and suddenly couldn't figure it out. I didn't know he put the knife in the basement, otherwise I would have thrown it away to him a long time ago."

As she spoke, Aunt Yang glared at Uncle Fang angrily.

Lao Fang looked at the knife on the shelf and hesitated for a moment.

This knife is a family heirloom, passed down from generation to generation. If I say that I have no thoughts about it at all, then this incident today would not have happened at all.

But when he thought about his wife and daughter, who almost died because of his momentary thought, even if Lao Fang still had the slightest thought about the knife, it was immediately cut off.

"Take it. A sword is for a hero. Xiao Ran, you are not an ordinary person. I feel at ease if you take it."

Having said that, Xiao Ran didn't bother any more. Being polite any more would be hypocritical. Besides, the knife was really good and it would be a shame to just leave it in the basement.

"Okay, I'll take this knife then."

As he said this, he drank the wine in his hand, then stood up, walked to the knife rack, and glanced at the knife.

This big knife is different from ordinary knives in many ways.

Its blade is wider, and the double edges are thicker than the blade of the black machete in Xiao Ran's hand, and even looks a bit blunt.

However, this is a knife that was truly forged for killing people.

There is an old saying that goes, "A dull knife cuts through meat three points faster." The sharper the knife, the thinner the blade will be. It's fine to use it to cut meat, but if you use it to kill people, it will break after a few cuts.

Therefore, the executioner's knife is basically not sharpened deliberately, and the execution of beheading depends entirely on his own skills.

Because it is a guillotine, there is no blood groove or pattern on the blade, it is plain and simple, with only five iron rings on the back of the blade.

There is only a slight carving on the handle and a ring underneath the handle.

In the past, when executing an executioner, a red scarf would be passed through this ring and then wrapped around the hand to prevent the hand from slipping.

Overall, this knife looks very ordinary at first glance, but when Xiao Ran gets closer, he can feel how strong the murderous intent that is aroused on the blade is.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ran reached out and grasped the hilt of the knife.

In an instant, I seemed to hear screams in my ears, and the illusion of people's heads falling to the ground kept appearing in front of me.

Xiao Ran's eyes opened wide, and he raised his wrist and waved it beside him a few times, followed by a sound like a tiger's roar that echoed in the basement.

Uncle Fang and Aunt Yang couldn't help but feel a chill on their necks just by listening to the sound.

They couldn't help but look at each other, their faces full of horror.

I knew Xiao Ran was not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect his strength to be so amazing.

At this time, a prompt appeared in front of Xiao Ran's eyes.

[Found the E-level cursed item Guillotine, do you want to activate it! 】

(End of this chapter)