Chapter 564 Is it the White Rainbow Saber?
Li Mo stood up and put the Nine Dragon Sword into the golden nanmu sword box. Then he glanced at Sima Haotian and said with a smile: "Mr. Sima, I hope we have a chance to fight again in the future. Third Fatty, stop making trouble, we
Let’s go.”
"I'm not making a fuss. I really want to buy that sword that looks like the Nine Dragons Sword." Niu Sanpang said seriously, "As long as the price is right, it's not a sale to anyone."
"I will never agree to use this sword." Sima Haotian also stood up at this moment and said with an ugly face, "Mr. Li, I would like to ask, where did you get the Nine Dragons Sword in your hand?"
"What's the origin of your sword?" Li Mo was also curious about the origin of the sword in Sima Haotian's hand.
"I got it from a bankrupt person in Wan Dao. His grandfather was a high-ranking official of the Kuomintang during the Liberation War, and he had a particularly good relationship with Dai Li. The relationship between them is documented, although there are many
The file records that the Kowloon Sword and Dai Li were destroyed in a plane crash
, but who has seen the destruction process of the Nine Dragons Sword with his own eyes? I have reason to believe that for the safety of the Nine Dragons Sword, Dai Li was very likely to give the real Nine Dragons Sword to his best friend for safekeeping, and he took it with him
A fake one attracts the attention of someone with evil intentions."
"Until I stumbled across this sword."
This inference is reasonable, and it may indeed be the case. Li Mo nodded and said: "After Dai Li obtained the Nine Dragons Sword, he secretly sent people to build a Dai family ancestral hall in his hometown. There were four cement pillars in the ancestral hall.
, has been passed down to the current generation of Dai's descendants, but he has ruined his family's wealth, lacks knowledge and skills, and the Dai's Ancestral Hall is in dilapidated condition. If it were not for the support of the four cement pillars, the Dai's Ancestral Hall would have collapsed long ago.
"
"The Nine Dragon Sword in my hand and the golden nanmu sword box were taken from that cement pillar."
After speaking, Li Mo smiled and said, "You know very well who Dai Li is. Do you think that given his character, he would hide the Nine Dragon Sword himself or leave it to his so-called best friend for safekeeping?"
Everyone present will feel that the former is more likely.
Sima Haotian finally fell silent. He closed his eyes and sat down on the chair, feeling as if all his energy and energy had been drained out of his body.
"Brothers, are you still planning to sell that sword? I want to remind you that the Nine Dragons Sword incident has become known to the world. If my brother's real Nine Dragons Sword is publicly displayed, then everyone will know that you have it in your hands.
It’s fake, and I’m afraid I’ll lose all my money by then.”
Li Mo picked up the sword box, patted Niu Sanpang on the shoulder and said: "Stop talking nonsense, after buying that thing, you have the nerve to show it off or something?"
"You have a real Nine-Dragon Sword, and I have an imitation Nine-Dragon Sword. With our two swords together, we are invincible." Niu Sanpang looked at the five investors with a carefree look, "Come on, okay.
Just make an offer. If it doesn’t work, we’ll turn around and leave.”
"Let's go."
Li Mo had already walked towards the door of the conference room. Niu Sanpang shrugged at the others and turned to leave.
"Mr. Niu, the price is 80 million." One of the people wearing a sapphire stood up quickly and said.
Niu Sanpang hurriedly called to Li Mo to wait, then turned around and said: "Did I hear you right, eighty million? You guys really know how to bid, I also run an auction house, it's not like I don't understand the details of this. This sword you guys
You probably got it for just a few bucks. If your sword is really the Nine Dragons Sword, it would be worth at least 6 billion. But since it’s not the Nine Dragons Sword, how did you get the 80 million? Since you don’t have it
If you sincerely want to sell it, then collect it yourself."
"No, Mr. Niu, we set a price, you can also pay us back."
"Eight million is too much."
"Mr. Niu, this is not the way to counteroffer. In this way, several experts have just said that this sword is also an ancient sword, so it must have its value, not to mention the scabbard is inlaid on it.
That's a lot of jewelry. If you really want to buy it, we won't ask for any extravagant prices, and don't bargain casually. We'll give it a flat price of 38 million."
It seems that they also have a bottom line. Niu Sanpang hesitated, and after only a few seconds he said cheerfully: "I'll just make friends with you."
"Three Fatties, don't be impulsive." Li Mo frowned and said in a deep voice, "If you really like ancient swords, I will help you find a good one later."
"Mr. Li, we made a gentleman's agreement, and the business is done." When those people saw that Li Mo was still preventing Niu Sanpang from buying the sword, their doubts disappeared. One of the bosses turned to the Sanpang behind him.
The teenage man whispered a few words, and then he was seen drafting a contract quickly in handwriting on the spot.
"I don't care about you anymore."
Li Mo sat back on the chair, looking very helpless.
"Brother, in the battle between you and Mr. Sima, I won a little over one billion, or a drizzle of 38 million."
When old matters were brought up again in front of so many people, Sima Haotian almost didn't catch it.
"Mr. Niu, take a look at this contract and sign it if you have no problem with it."
Niu Sanpang looked at it carefully, took the pen and signed his name directly. Witnessed by so many people, he spent 38 million to buy an ancient sword. Perhaps that ancient sword had an unusual
The origin may be an ordinary antique sword.
The person who made the payment was a man who followed Niu Sanpang in. He seemed to be a bodyguard. He made a phone call, and soon 38 million funds were transferred into the account agreed upon by both parties.
"Mr. Niu, it's a pleasure to work with you."
The five people even shook hands with Niu Sanpang happily one by one.
"This sword belongs to me. Brother, please help me identify it carefully to see when this ancient sword was made. Does it have any special origin? Others can't identify it. Maybe you can."
Niu Sanpang opened the Hainan huanghuali wood sword box, revealing the true form of the sword inside, and then carefully pushed it in front of Li Mo. He acted with Li Mo in a play, and finally succeeded as he wished. Li Mo had to spend a lot of time to get it.
The thing you want to get must have an extraordinary identity.
Sima Haotian and others also looked at Li Mo. A group of them had been studying it for a long time, but except that it was somewhat related to the Nine Dragons Sword, they knew nothing about it. Sima Haotian was unwilling to sell this ancient sword in his heart.
Sword, but the five investors insisted on selling it, so he had no choice but to obey. At this time, the deal was done, and he wanted to hear whether Li Mo had a different appraisal conclusion.
Li Mo put down the sword box in his hand, and then took out the ancient sword inside from the huanghuali wood sword box. The scabbard of the ancient sword in front of him was very similar in appearance to the Nine Dragons Sword, with a similarity of more than 90%. The only
The difference is that the quality of the inlaid gems is different, the texture of the crocodile skin is different, and the shape of the nine dragons carved on the hilt is different.
If there is no real Nine Dragons Sword, then the ancient sword in front of you may really be identified as the genuine Nine Dragons Sword.
Li Mo looked at the shape of the scabbard carefully, then held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and gently pulled it out. There was no rust on the sword body. It had been well maintained and still shone coldly.
"Huh?"
When the entire sword was drawn out, Li Mo's expression finally changed, and he looked solemn on the road.
Professor Zhu Changping walked up to him and looked seriously.
"Xiao Mo, what do you think?"
"I have a sword from Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty and a Nine-Dragon sword from the Qianlong Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. The format of these two swords imitates the craftsmanship of the Tibetan sword. It looks like a sword but not a sword, and looks like a sword but not a sword. But this ancient sword can no longer be called
It is a sword, but a knife. A sword has a double edge, and a knife has a single edge. One side of this 'sword' is sharp, but the other side is relatively dull, so it is more appropriate to call it a knife."
"It's really like that."
Zhu Changping also discovered this.
"Mr. Li, do you have any new opinions?"
Sima Haotian couldn't help but ask. He also discovered this, but as Li Mo said, when the ancient emperor's sword was forged, it was not purely polished in the way of a sword, but also integrated in the format.
Because of the craftsmanship of the Tibetan sword, you can call it a sword or a knife. Anyway, this is just a name.
Li Mo did not answer his question, but fell into thinking. Judging from the illusion seen by Yitong, this sword must have killed many people, and it was famous.
But in the Qing Dynasty, apart from the Nine-Dragon Sword, the only famous weapon in the Qing Dynasty was the standard sword made by Emperor Qianlong with a lot of money. But it is definitely not one of the standard swords, because it is older than the Nine-Dragon Sword.
Li Mo kept recalling the books he had read in his mind and searching for relevant clues. Just when Professor Zhu Changping wanted to express his thoughts, he suddenly said: "Could it be the White Rainbow Sword?"
Chapter completed!