Vol 4 Chapter 412: Molong's family treasure

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Chapter 412: Molong's Family Treasure
For a self-respecting person who feels that he has made something that can be faked, the words in the ink dragon are simply an incomparable blow to him. Hey, he asked, "Do you see it, or guess it?"
This is very important. If the ink dragon is guessed, it will not explain anything at all. However, if it is seen, it means that it has failed. It is simply a humiliation of its own name.

Feel!
Molong said very seriously.
There is a cold scent in the real fire knives, just like the feeling of a vampire in the movie. And this fake, does not have this breath. ""
This sub-Ye Qian is stunned, looked at Molong strangely and asked: "Have you seen the fire before?"
Silently nodded, Molong did not speak, eyes unconsciously looked into the distance, as if doing what thinking. For a long time, Molong slowly regained his gaze and glanced at Kong Tong and said: "Mr. Kong also doesn't have to care. I can judge it all at once. It is because I have seen fire since I was a child, and it is still frequent. Mr. Kong’s fake fire is enough to be a real mess. If it’s not for people who are constantly in contact with fire, they simply can’t find it.

After listening to the words of Molong, Kong Hao finally felt a little more comfortable. It is true that even what you do can be faked, but if you are a regular contact person, you can still feel it. What's more, what kind of breath that Molong said is originally a mysterious and mysterious thing. It can only be a feeling, and it is impossible to say anything from any substantive matter.
However, Ye Qian was a little shocked, and felt that there was nothing in the ink dragon to say. However, at this time, Ye Qian naturally would not ask, after all, there are outsiders present.
After using the box to collect the two fires, Ye Qian took out a check from his pocket and said, "Mr. Kong, I know that this may seem a bit cheesy, but please be sure to accept it. Thank you very much for the matter. If there is a chance in the future, I hope Mr. Kong can help again."
Kong Yan shook his head and pushed the check back. He said, "I promised to help you not for money. If it is for money, I will not be like this. To tell you the truth, I am just for my own sense of accomplishment." You can take back the money, and we can still be friends in the future. Otherwise, we will break it."
A slight glimpse, Ye Qian nodded and took the check back. He said: "If Mr. Kong has something to help in the future, even if it is something that Ye Mouli can do, a definition is indispensable."
"If you really want to thank me, then please let me eat bowl of beef noodles, but Xu Kee, his beef noodles are authentic." Kong Xiaohe said with a smile.
"No problem, where is a bowl enough, I have to eat at least three bowls!" Ye Qiang smiled.
"But today, I can't do it. I have to hurry and rest, and I will raise my spirits. I will kill you tomorrow." Kong said.
"Yes, it should be." Ye Qiang smiled a bit and said, "Then we will not disturb Mr. Kong, Mr. Kong Lao early rest, we will leave."
Kong Tong also lingered for three days and three nights without a close eye. It was indeed a little sleepy, but seeing his own things was a success, and it was finally a hard value.
After leaving the Confucius home, Ye Qian drove to the product insurance room of the auction. I will put a fake fire in it tonight, so that tomorrow's auction will not be discovered. However, Ye Qian is considering, in the end, who should let the fire be photographed? After pondering for a long time, Ye Qian felt that it was better to find a person who was not known. It is fine to go to Wang Hu’s hand and pull it down. At that time, the temperament of dressing him up, the image of a successful person, until he faded into a hooligan, it is estimated that not many people know his bottom.
Thinking of this, Ye Qian made a phone call to Wang Hu, and said his thoughts again, let him be responsible for arranging, picking a person with a more flexible mind, preferably a little smart. Wang Hu naturally did not hesitate to agree, boasting that he may not have the big talents underneath, but those who are good at playing some clever people are quite a lot, and each one is very styled.
Ye Qian smiled and let Wang Hu be responsible for the arrangement, then hang up the phone.
After looking at Molong, Ye Qian handed over the real fire and said, "You keep it. I just saw your expression very excited. Is there any story in this?"
For a long while, Molong nodded slightly and said: "I remember when I was very young, fire was the thing in my family. According to the records of the ancestors, in the Qing Dynasty, a missionary in Europe came to China. It is said that it is a treasure to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. The treasure is the fire that has been lost in Europe. The purpose of the ink is to love fraternity, to fight the war, to violently expel violence and purify the people. In the Qing Dynasty, the ink In fact, the guild has evolved into an anti-Qing force at that time. After knowing this, my ancestors led the inkers, killing all the soldiers who escorted the missionaries and robbing the fire. Then, The fire has become something of the ink guild, and has always been kept by my ancestors."
After Ye Qian’s slight pause, he said,
That means, if you find someone who took the fire out of the auction, you can know what happened to your family before, right? Maybe, maybe It’s also the people of the ink guild.

"It can be said, but it has been almost twenty years. Who knows if there is any change in this, maybe he just accidentally got a fire." Molong said with some sadness. This is not like the style of the ink dragon, it may be because of the fire, remembering too many past events.
After taking a picture of Molong’s shoulder, Ye Qian said:
Don’t think so much. Let’s find out the person first, then at least, this is also an opportunity.

"Yeah!" Molong nodded slightly, opened the box, took the fire out, looked over and over, as if looking at a childhood toy, recalling the time of youth.
"Molong, is this fire really as a legendary, a blood-sucking knife, and the wounds that he has opened will be bloody?" Ye Qian asked curiously.

Yeah!
Molong nodded and said:
It is indeed the same as the legend, the wounds cut by the fire, the number of blood platelets will be drastically reduced, making the blood unable to coagulate. My ancestors have done this before. The test, but it is impossible to find out the reason. If you want to bring the fire to your body, but not to absorb its own blood, the only way is to feed it regularly every day, it must be your own blood. But it doesn't need too much, five drops a day. It can't be too much, and it can't be less. If it grows, it will develop its gluttony problem, and it will become more and more in the future. If it is less, it will not eat enough. It will the blood in your body."
Ye Qian was amazed. This is just a dagger. This is just a life. It seems that this fire is really a baby, and only the one who knows the roots of the ink dragon is clear, otherwise if other people bring the fire to the body, I am afraid that it will not absorb its own blood and become a dead body.
There are many things in the world that are still very mysterious and cannot be explained by science. Just like the fire, it can reduce the amount of platelets in the blood of the other person when scratching the skin of the person. Ye Qian can't understand why it is, and he doesn't want to understand it. Just know that Fire has a powerful lethality.
Molong bit his finger, and then dripped five drops of blood on the blade of the fire. Suddenly, I saw the fire bursting like a joyful expression. Suddenly, I was so scared that Ye Qian hurriedly stepped on the brakes. Soon, the five drops of ink drenched on the blade were cleaned up by the fire, and the light gradually disappeared.
"This thing is really too fierce. I don't know if it would be effective if I touch it with my blood wave." Ye Qian said. He listened to Wei Weiwen. The blood wave was cast by the swordsmiths of the Daqin Empire in China thousands of years ago. Shouldn't it be inferior to the fires cast by the peasants of Europe in the seventeenth century? Ye Qian always felt that the sword-making technique of the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States period was absolutely world-class, and that today's technology is afraid of it.
Molong smiled and said: "Don't try it, any one has damage, it's not worth it. Not to mention the value of blood waves and fire, it is the commemorative meaning of them, and they don't want any of them. There is damage."
"Just kidding, I am not willing." Ye Qian smiled a bit and started the car.
When the two talked, they quickly arrived at the place. Under the leadership of the staff of Jagged Security Company, Ye Qian put the fake fire made by Kong Wei into the safe, and then chilled a few words with the staff of the Jagged Security Company and said a few words like hard work. The staff who moved were a little surprised. In fact, human nature is sometimes so simple, it is not necessary to give him any financial rewards, sometimes a few intimate words, you can let people give you life. This is the so-called, the sorcerer died for the confidant, or is, he treats me with the national sergeant, I report it to the national priest.
After leaving, Ye Qian and Molong drove to the Iron and Blood Security Company. Jack has always lived in it, and did not go out to buy a house to live alone. This is also the so-called common pain, which also helps Jack and the Iron and Blood Security Company to make a good relationship and facilitate their own regulations.