Chapter 1132 – Treasure Sword

Sleeping Zhuang Rui as if back to the big desert, facing the hot sun in the hiking trekking, lips dry are about to crack, can not help but groan out: “Thirst, thirsty me.”

Just finished speaking, Zhuang Rui felt some wetness around his mouth, and could not help but stretch out his hands, handing over a bowl of water around his mouth, and raised his neck to pour all of it down his stomach.

“Eh? Who …… are you?”

Smacked his mouth, Zhuang Rui this only counted to open his eyes, into the eyes is a little girl squatting beside himself, is frowning with the soulful eyes in looking at Zhuang Rui.

“My name is Uyun Qiqig, Bartel is my big brother, is that you won my big brother?”

The little girl was just fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing the unique Mongolian attire, with a lot of pigtails tied on her head and a faint plateau red on her face.

Uyun Qiqiqi observed Zhuang Rui for half a day now, how could she not see where this mainlander looks like a hero, how could she win her own heroic and invincible big brother ah?

But early in the morning there are many ah ah ah uncle over to visit Zhuang Rui, and old dad is also repeatedly explained, let her look after Zhuang Rui, this is the most honored guest of the family.

So the little girl, despite being dissatisfied with Zhuang Rui, still dutifully guarded Zhuang Rui’s side.

Zhuang Rui shook his head and propped up his body with his hands, how could he not connect the big and thick Bartel with this agile little girl in front of him, the genes are completely different!

“Where’s big brother Bartel? We were neck and neck yesterday, he didn’t lose and I didn’t win.”

After waking up after drinking Zhuang Rui, and returned to the always humble, he also knows that yesterday he drank high, but after a drunken one, Zhuang Rui only feel the brain inexplicably sober.

This period of time, Zhuang Rui are considered to be in the high intensity work, although the body fatigue can rely on the aura to recover, but the mental exhaustion, but can not be adjusted, yesterday’s unusually drunk, but let him relax a lot.

“I told you, you must not be able to win big brother, big brother is still sleeping!”

Uyunqiqig heard Zhuang Rui’s words, only after the face showed a smile, but in answer to Zhuang Rui’s question, the voice and become smaller, at least Zhuang Rui now woke up and the big brother did not wake up, this spelling alcohol is considered to have lost.

Zhuang Rui stood up his body and said, “Go, go see your big brother.”

“Brother Zhuang, are you awake?”

Just as Zhuang Rui had just lifted the curtain of the yurt, two or three people walked over head on.

“Brother Timur, I’m already up.”

Zhuang Rui saw that the person leading the way was the second best man of this gathering place, Timur, but he was also the defeated man of his own yesterday, Peng Fei followed behind him and suddenly squeezed his eyes like himself.

“Brat, what the hell?”

Zhuang Rui didn’t know what Peng Fei meant and looked at Timur and said, “Brother Timur, go sit inside!”

Letting a guest stand at the door, that’s not the etiquette of hospitality, although this yurt isn’t his own territory either, but Zhuang Rui always has to make way.

“No need, let’s just sit outside! I brought milk tea and food.”

Timur shook his head and raised something in his hand, Zhuang Rui realized that he was carrying a pot of milk tea and food in his left hand, but in his right hand, he was holding a long object wrapped in cloth.

“Big brother Timur, you guys sit down first, I’ll wash up.”

Zhuang Rui saw that Uyun Qiqiqi took a piece of oil cloth and spread it on the grass in front of the yurt, and hurriedly washed his face with a towel in the face basin in the yurt, as for brushing his teeth, that would be saved! Because his toothbrush and other things are in the car.

After sitting down, Timur poured a bowl of milk tea for Zhuang Rui, and offered it to Zhuang Rui with both hands, and said, “Brother Zhuang, you are good, I Timur most admire good man, from now on, you are my good brother.”

“Oh, big brother Timur, I also have a few pounds of stupid strength, if compared to other, I can not as good as you guys ah!”

Zhuang Rui smiled and took the milk tea, this is the morning only squeezed fresh goat’s milk, still with a fishy flavor, but Zhuang Rui still pinched his nose and drank it down, this is also into the local customs it!

“Winning is winning, than strength I Timur is not as good as you.”

Timur the straight man shook his head, he began to lose a little puzzled, but after seeing Zhuang Rui with an overwhelming advantage and won Bartel, he realized the gap between himself and Zhuang Rui.

After simply eating something, Timur suddenly picked up the thing wrapped in cloth and put it in front of Zhuang Rui, saying solemnly, “Brother Zhuang, this is the lottery I lost to you yesterday, please keep it.”

“Hm? Did we make a bet yesterday?”

Zhuang Rui couldn’t help but froze for a moment when he saw Timur’s action, he had long been drunk yesterday, where could he remember ever having made a bet with Timur?

“Yes, brother Zhuang, you win, this thing is yours.”

Timur nodded heavily and pushed the package towards Zhuang Rui, but his eyes were filled with a look of reluctance.

Zhuang Rui saw that meaning of unwillingness in Timur’s eyes, immediately laughed, pushed the parcel back in front of Timur and said, “Oh, Timur big brother, yesterday was a joke, not really, this thing, you’d better take it back!”

Although the cloth wrapped outside did not open, but from the shape of this object Zhuang Rui can see, should be a sword type of object.

And look at Timur so solemn appearance, is estimated to be his family heirloom things, regardless of the value of the sword itself, Zhuang Rui do not want to take away the good.

“What? Take back, Zhuang brother, you when I Timur is what person? Is it a villain who goes back on his word?”

Just Zhuang Rui did not expect that as soon as he said this, Timur who was sitting cross-legged across from him was furious and stood up with his legs.

“A loss is a loss, we Mongolian men will not renege on our debt, if you don’t want it, just give it away as you go!”

Timur seems to feel the shame, after saying these words even twisted his head and left, Zhuang Rui quickly got up and pulled him, said with a bitter smile, “Timur big brother, I take it is not it?”

Zhuang Rui has heard of forced prostitution, but forced others to accept gambling debts, he was the first time to see, but once the words were out of his mouth, there was no backtracking, and reached out to pick up the parcel on the grass.

“Damascus knife?” After Zhuang Rui that layer of cloth, he could not help but exclaim in shock.

Because of Huangfu Yun’s relationship, Zhuang Rui also has some understanding of the world’s swords and knives, he just said the Damascus knife origin India, is made with the Uzi ingot, the surface has a casting-type pattern of knives, is one of the world’s three famous knives.

Zhuang Rui in the hands of this is the Damascus knife is the most common shape of the machete, is the use of Uzi steel as the texture material, in the body of the knife is covered with a variety of patterns, such as clouds like flowing water, wonderful exception.

Zhuang Rui knows, this pattern is formed in the casting, the pattern can make the blade in the microscopic formation of the naked eye can not distinguish the serration, make the sword sharper.

The hilt was inlaid with more than a dozen turquoise and rubies the size of a rice grain of soybeans, and enameling, gold and silver mismatched filigree and other crafts were also used in the body of the blade.

This murderous sharp weapon in the hand, but like a fine crafts mostly, the knife will be lifted up, to the head of the sunlight to see, Zhuang Rui immediately found that its veins are like silk weaving pattern, luster is abnormal.

“Brother Zhuang, what is this knife called? Our family has kept it for many lifetimes, and we really don’t know what to call it.” Timur on the side had a naive smile on his face.

“Brother Timur, are you crazy? This is something that has been passed down from your family’s ancestors for many generations! How can you just give it away?”

Zhuang Rui was sighing at the ingenious craftsmanship of this knife, but the Uyun Qiqiqi on the side was full of shocked looks, to know, usually Timur was hiding this knife deeply, the general public just want to take a look at it is difficult.

Timur shook his head and said, “A good knife should be used by a good man, Qiqig, this knife is most worthy of the Zhuang brothers.”

“Foolish Timur, regardless of you, the family heirlooms have all been given away by you.”

After seeing Timur’s appearance, Wuyun Qiqige knew that his mind was made up, at that moment, she stomped her foot, turned around and trotted away, she was trying to find Bartel to reprimand Timur, she knew that this big man had always listened to his big brother the most.

“Good knife.”

Zhuang Rui stretched out his index finger and flicked it on the blade, and this round moon scimitar instantly made a crisp sound.

However, Zhuang Rui’s brows then wrinkled, looking at Timur and said, “Big brother Timur, you said that this knife was uploaded by his ancestors?”

Timur scratched his head and said, “Yes, I heard my ancestors say that this knife was given to me by the emperor when my ancestor followed his Mongolian ancestors in the south and north, and I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

“Hm? Could this be Mongolia’s Yuan Dynasty Uzi Steel Sword?”

Zhuang Rui suddenly remembered a piece of history, in 1219, the Mongols launched three western expeditions that made the world tremble, destroying countless countries along the way.

In 1260, Genghis Khan’s grandson Xu Lie Wu, captured Damascus, Syria, Xu Lie Wu in the massacre captured a large number of artisans, the Yuan Dynasty government Ministry of Public Works under the general management of the Bureau of Political Iron, specializing in smelting political iron, so the Yuan Dynasty, the production capacity of the Uzi steel swords and knives should be the highest.

However, due to the exquisite production of these swords, most of these swords were used by the Mongolian nobles for gift collection, unfortunately, this batch of self-produced Uzi steel swords, few of them have been handed down to the present day.

“If this were to be seen by Huangfu Yun, I guess he would dig in and grab it in his hands, right?”

Holding this heavy treasure knife, Zhuang Rui felt a little difficult, in the end is it to receive or not to receive it?

Zhuang Rui can see, this thing is absolutely Timur’s heirloom treasure, and passed down to today, its market value at least to be in more than half a million yuan.

“Brother Timur, do you know how much this knife is worth?”

Zhuang Rui estimated that Timur didn’t know the actual value of this precious knife, but he definitely couldn’t do the thing of accepting this knife against his conscience.