A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Chapter 123: Who would believe that he can fly a sword?
At this moment, Brother Xiao Ma was so angry that he was about to explode.

He felt that his purchase of Tiger Fang was simply asking for trouble.

You, the management, cannot reach out to the higher-ups, but Brother Ma can understand.

But you personally checked and pointed out the mistakes again and again, and didn't close the comments in the live broadcast room when you should? You are affecting my purchase of tea, okay?
After calling Huya’s CEO several times, Xiao Ma Ge felt embarrassed.

Otherwise, why would you give orders in the live broadcast room?

In the barrage, I saw the confrontation between Principal Wang and the super administrator.

Everyone is curious.

"What the hell? What does that mean? I don't understand."

"Principal Wang, who is this?"

"What do you mean by running away quickly?"

Principal Wang: You will know in a moment.

Tip: The super administrator has been banned.

"????"

"What the hell?"

"Super moderator was banned?"

"6666!"

"Okay, okay, we can still play like this, right? The super administrator has been banned?"

"Is this the fucking lawless criminal Zhang San? Send all those who hit the hammer in jail?"

"Isn't it said that the super administrator has the highest authority? He is the king in the live broadcast room?"

"Killing me!"

"Please ask Principal Wang, who exactly is this Xiao Ma Ge?"

"Could it be the boss of Tiger Teeth?"

Principal Wang: Don’t make it difficult for me. I don’t dare to reveal the person’s identity.

In the office, the super manager who was busy at the moment was confused.

What the hell?

I actually lost my privileges and was banned?
Just when he was about to get up and argue with someone, the office door was pushed open by the boss.

"Boss, why did I lose my authority out of nowhere?"

"Are you stupid?" the boss immediately scolded. "Do you know who you just banned? Haven't you communicated with the Information Department in the past few days? Why do you act so superior all day? That account belongs to CEO Ma."

The super administrator's eyes widened, "What!? No way, it's actually Xiao Ma Ge, what should I do now?"

"Bless yourself!"

The super administrator took a look at the live broadcast room and said with a smile, "You can't blame me for this. This live broadcast room is too complicated!"

And in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, Yun Feifei and Nangong Wen came to a bedroom with a screen.

"This is your ancestor's original bedroom. Do you see the bed?" Nangong Wen pointed at the wooden bed and said, "This is made of pure handmade golden nanmu wood. Your ancestor used to sleep on this bed."

Pavilion of Rare Treasures: People in our circle have appraised this bed and it is worth at least 500 million yuan.

"Fuck it, hurry up!"

"Where are the wealthy? Where are the big guys in the live broadcast room? They just took action when it's time to do it."

"That's right, the auction has started, right? Let's go and have a look at the excitement, too?"

Poly Auction House: This item is not for sale. You have to have a very powerful relationship to be able to come in and see these antiques in the palace, and you can even broadcast it live. What Mr. Nangong introduced were only the things that Mr. Yun used. You didn't notice the vases and calligraphy and paintings around. Any one of them is worth tens of millions. The treasures in the bedroom alone are worth more than 20 billion.

Zhang's Auction House: Thank you for bringing us here to enjoy the antiques. For those of us who like antiques, this is a real treat. I used a lot of connections to get here, but I was never able to get in. Today is an eye-opener.

Yun Feifei looked at the comments from the auction houses and said with a smile, "If our ancestors knew that this place is worth at least tens of billions now, would they feel bad?"

“Hahaha, not really!” Old Man Nangong laughed. “Your great-grandfather was indifferent to fame and fortune, and he didn’t care about money at all. These things were actually just given to him by those people back then. If he wanted to get something, no matter how precious it was, he didn’t need to spend money.”

"Bullshit, that day during the live broadcast, I saw the old man eating a bowl of ice jelly and he spent eight dollars!"

"Hahaha, you're so funny!"

"So what the old man said about the palace being given by someone else is true?"

"It all fits together. The old man has finally been vindicated."

Nangong Wen continued, "If your ancestor is short of money, your Grandpa Qin and Grandpa Peng will give him money without blinking an eye. By the way, the two grandfathers you recognized last time, didn't they give you pocket money? I remember two of them told me that they gave you two cards, one with a limit of 40 billion US dollars, and the other with a limit of billion US dollars?"

Yun Feifei nodded somewhat embarrassedly and said, "I'll give it to you."

Old Master Nangong snorted, "That's more like it."

"?????"

"Fuck!"

"50 billion US dollars, and 40 billion US dollars, how much does it add up to?"

"I'm gone!"

"Nine billion dollars?"

"You just gave it to me as promised, and it's just pocket money?"

"I'm not questioning Mr. Nangong. I'm thinking that at his level, there's probably no need for him to talk big. But who is so rich that he would directly give 5 billion US dollars to a junior as pocket money?"

"Aren't the two grandfathers of the anchor the two people who played chess with Grandpa Yun that day?"

"Yes, they were two elderly people. When we talked nonsense about them, the barrage function was shut down!"

"Now I remember, I've always been curious about their identities!"

"To be able to directly give 50 billion US dollars to the younger generation, perhaps the top richest people in China don't have the ability to do this? Looking around the world, I don't know who can be so awesome!"

Principal Wang: You need to know that some people don’t even bother to be on the rich list!
Zhao Xiaoguang: Yes, being on the list is an insult to them.

Zhang Shunyong: If people like them were on the list, then Bill Gates and others would have no chance.

Jack Ma: Money is just a number to these people.

"Several rich young men, you seem to know the identities and backgrounds of these two old men?"

Brother Xiao Ma: Don’t ask around, just watch the live broadcast carefully.

"666, the guy above is really not an ordinary person. He was permanently banned by the super administrator, but now he has started posting messages again, and even got rid of the super administrator who was hitting the hammer?"

"From the tone of his conversation with the super manager just now, this is definitely the CEO of Huya!"

"Are you guys stupid? This is not the Huya CEO account."

“You really shouldn’t ask around about the people who appear in the anchor’s live broadcast room. Last time, I took screenshots of the avatars of two old men in the live broadcast room and asked on Zhihu.

Oh my goodness, my post is still under review.

I don't care about the review.

Just tell me that I can’t post this.

But my post did not violate any rules, so they couldn't block it.

It can only be reviewed indefinitely!

This is outrageous!"

"I'm a short video producer. These days, I edit the replays of the anchors' live broadcasts and make them into short videos. But once those two elderly people are involved, it seems that I can't upload them."

"Fuck, what do these two grandfathers do?"

"Please tell me, I'm curious!"

Yun Feifei saw these comments in the barrage and said, "I don't know what the two grandfathers do specifically. I only know that they are in business. Don't ask. The grandfathers are very low-key like my ancestors. I will draw a prize for everyone. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will go to learn some technical skills from my ancestors. Yes, it is ancestral technical skills. When I learn it, I will treat it as a prize. Let's draw the prize today and give out the prizes later!"

"Also, let me tell you that Grandpa Nangong and I are going back to the Magic City today. This trip to the capital may end after we visit the palace. We will go back tomorrow and set off to learn things from our ancestors' old house. If I have time, I will broadcast it live to you all."

Ever since Yun Mo told Yun Feifei, people in the Yun family can make money, but they cannot do it themselves to make money.

Then Yun Feifei also guessed it.

This time, the ancestor took me out.

It’s definitely not as simple as just relaxing.

This definitely touched upon some secrets of the Yun family.

Yun Feifei had a hunch that her ancestors might have already paved the way for her.

And the road may already be paved.

Just walk over there yourself.

Han Longxiang: Can we have dinner together this afternoon? I have made a reservation at the restaurant in advance.

Yun Feifei said, "Sure."

Han Longxiang: Are you alone? (Smile/)

Yun Feifei laughed, "Hahaha, don't worry, I'm alone this time!"

I think that group of people must have been frightened yesterday when they saw the scene where Nangong Wen brought those people.

Whoever tells the truth, with Nangong Wen around, eating can no longer be called eating, it is simply a torture without pain.

It's complete torture.

When Old Master Nangong heard what Yun Feifei said, he asked curiously, "Why, those little bastards yesterday want to call you for dinner again?"

Yun Feifei nodded and said, "Yes, Grandpa Nangong, we are all young people, just chatting and eating together."

Nangong Wen nodded and said, "Then I will go and say goodbye to those people in the yard. Grandpa will pick you up at the airport."

"Okay!" Yun Feifei nodded.

Nangong Wen thought for a moment and said, "Come on, Feifei, I'll take you to see something now!"

Yun Feifei was stunned for a moment.

But she still followed Nangong Wen out of the bedroom.

Arrived at the main gate of the palace.

Old Master Nangong said to the relief walls on both sides of the gate, "This is why no one dared to fire a gun near here and disturb the people. Take a good look at this relief painting."

Yun Feifei thought it was the relief calligraphy and paintings on the entire wall, and nodded, "It looks very retro!"

Nangong Wen said, "I'm not asking you to look at the relief portrait, just look at the word in the middle."

As he spoke, Nangong Wen walked to the side of the relief painting and pointed at a piece of writing that was already covered in dust and stains.

Yun Feifei zoomed the camera a little closer and could see clearly that it was the word "kill".

"Let me tell you, this word was carved by your ancestor with a sword. Don't underestimate this word. It was rumored that anyone who dared to shoot or make noise nearby would suddenly die." Nangong Wen said, "That era was a long time ago. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Someone once saw a flying sword fly out from this word."

Nangong Wen recalled those things and said with emotion, "I became your ancestor's apprentice because I heard such gossip!"

"Fuck, is Nangong Wen the disciple of Master Yun Mo?"

Han Longxiang: Yes, so in the future, when you talk to the anchor, be careful, this is an anchor who has the ability to find you offline through the Internet. Many anchors ignore the abuse of netizens, just because it is unnecessary and troublesome. But if Yun Feifei wants to deal with a troll with just one sentence, then she doesn't need to be very troublesome.

Zhao Xiaoguang: This is why Principal Wang and I don’t dare to confront the anchor.

Principal Wang: Yes.

"Grandpa Yun Mo is awesome. Each of these disciples is extraordinary!"

"If a person lives like Mr. Yun Mo, his life is really worthwhile!"

"The disciples are all big guys!"

Yun Feifei said with a smile, "So, this is why you became our ancestor's apprentice? Do you really believe it?"

Yun Feifei knew that her ancestor was no ordinary person. After all, even though he was so old, he could still perform Qinggong.

But like what Nangong Wen said just now?

Will a flying sword appear and fly out from inside?

This is a bit outrageous, right?

That's the art of wielding a sword.

No one would believe it.

Nangong Wen looked at the word "kill" and said, "Of course I believe it!"

“Hahaha, Mr. Nangong, you didn’t expect to be deceived, right?”

"In those days, science was not so popular, and it was easy for people to believe in things about ghosts and gods!"

“6666, it turns out that Mr. Nangong also had such an experience?”

"He must have thought he met some kind of ascetic, but he didn't expect it to be just a quack."

"Don't say that. Mr. Yun's foundation is not bad. Even at such an old age, he can still perform Qinggong. He must have been a top master back then!"

Yun Feifei smiled and said, "Grandpa Nangong, after you became his disciple, did the flying swords here really appear? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Old Master Nangong chuckled and looked at the word "kill".

He didn't speak.

Because he knew he couldn't tell this part.

Whether it exists or not is not important. What matters is that he believes it.

Yun Feifei narrowed her eyes, observed the word "kill", and said, "I don't feel any murderous aura from it."

"It's definitely not there now!" Nangong Wen said, "For something like this, there must be someone living in the house, then it will have spiritual energy. After Master moved out of here, this character has become an ordinary character. In my opinion, the most valuable thing in the whole palace is not those cultural relics, but this character. Without it, this palace would have collapsed into ruins long ago. This character is the treasure of the house. I don't know how many gun-wielding ghosts died outside this door back then."

Pavilion of Rare Treasures: So, these are the words carved by the old man?
Zhang’s Auction House: Damn, are you selling this wall?

Poly: Selling it at a high price?

"Hey guys upstairs, are you really crazy? This kind of thing is fine, it's very cruel!"

"To buy this thing, the money is measured in years, at least five years, at most ten years!"

"Tell me, how many years do you want?"

Paulie:.
Pavilion of Rare and Exotic Treasures: Ahem, I’m sorry, when I saw such good things, I was a little blinded by greed.

Yun Feifei looked at the huge palace and said, "This time, the ancestor asked me to go to the old house with him to learn something, but I don't know what I'm going to learn!"

When Master Nangong heard this, his eyes lit up, "Did the master tell you this?"

Yun Feifei nodded and said, "I guess he wants to teach me his Kung Fu. Since I am the only descendant of the Yun family, I am the only one who will inherit his Kung Fu!"

"Fuck, 666! Is the anchor going to learn martial arts this time?"

"It will definitely be fun then, the host must start the show then!"

"Don't forget us, thank you!"

"It's over, host. If you become like your ancestors, I don't think you will be able to get married!"

"When I get upset, I kick my husband away. I'm scared!"

This made Yun Feifei laugh and cry. She said, "It's too much to say that I can't get married. At worst, I won't get married!"

Principal Wang: Feifei, when you can’t get married, please consider me. I will use the entire Wang family as your dowry. Yes, dowry, you are right.

Zhao Xiaoguang: My entire Zhao family can also be used as a dowry.

Han Longxiang: Consider me too.

Zhang Shunyong: The fortune teller said that I can take a lot of beatings in this life. Host, please consider me. I will be the human sandbag for you to practice martial arts in the future.

Yun Feifei was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she saw what these guys said. "Don't worry about my affairs. I still have to take care of my ancestors. Falling in love will only affect my ability to take care of them. So I won't consider these things for the time being."

"What if the old man lives another ten or twenty years? You have to take care of him all the time? And not get married for 20 years?"

Yun Feifei smiled and said, "I hope that the old ancestor can live another thirty or fifty years. I am willing to take care of him forever."

Actually Yun Mo’s situation.

Even if Yun Feifei died.

I don’t think Yun Mo will die, right?

But Yun Feifei is Yun Mo's great-granddaughter and the only descendant of the Yun family. How could Yun Mo allow her to live as long as an ordinary person?

Apart from anything else, even Qin Dingguo and Peng Dechao, who did not inherit their true skills, gained some benefits to a certain extent.

Not to mention Yun Feifei.

Principal Wang: When you are fifty years old, I will still want you.

Zhao Xiaoguang: The same, Feifei, ahhhh.

Han Longxiang: I want one too.

Zhang Shunyong: You guys have really strong tastes. Please don’t compete with me for things like this, okay?
(End of this chapter)