Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 397: Does My Sword Not Belong to Me?

Chapter 397: Chapter 397: Does My Sword Not Belong to Me?

Duan Xiayou reacted quickly.

"It should be an ancient place name, corresponding to a modern city."

Tuanzi opened her mouth wide: "What if it corresponds to a town?"

[Ancient Martial System: It could also correspond to a village]

Ji Zhangzhuo hadn’t figured these things out yet. He instinctively touched his small braid, "Burying a sword doesn’t require much space, right? What if it’s under a tree on a mountain in some village?"

Tuanzi: "..."

The three siblings looked at each other, speechless for a while.

After a while, Tuanzi started jumping around, "Master, oh master, why are you always unreliable with things like this?"

Seeing her getting angry, the two senior brothers quickly comforted her, "Master didn’t expect times to change so rapidly. It’s just a place name, we can check the ancient names of the cities."

Tuanzi pouted and went to the study to get a map.

Seeing the map filled with dense place names, the two brothers fell silent for a moment.

It felt like this investigation was going to take forever.

Duan Xiayou glanced at his junior brother, asking, "Which characters?"

"Huh?"

"The place name Master mentioned."

Ji Zhangzhuo fell silent again.

Tuanzi looked up at him.

"This, that," Ji Zhangzhuo awkwardly tugged at his small braid again, "I only heard those two sounds, but I’m not sure of the exact characters. There are quite a few homophonic options."

Besides, what Master mentioned must have been an ancient name. With two sounds, there are just too many possibilities for the combination into a place name.

Tuanzi didn’t want to speak anymore and climbed onto the sofa, lying down with her hands crossed on her abdomen.

"So exhausted."

[Ancient Martial System: What have you been watching online again]

"So difficult."

The system was speechless.

Before, it had also thought about having Master bury the sword underground for the host to dig up in modern times.

After all, given the craftsmanship of that era, the unearthed sword would still be usable. Don’t underestimate that era.

Now looking back, it feels like a naive idea.

Tuanzi wilted for a moment but then gathered her spirits, starting to combine freely with Ji Zhangzhuo. In the end, Ji Zhangzhuo became dazed, beginning to doubt whether he heard those two sounds correctly.

"Maybe I misheard, I was quite emotional at the time."

Duan Xiayou woke him with a punch, "Don’t increase the workload anymore."

He had been so confident before, but now he suddenly starts to doubt himself, he would most certainly believe the initial words.

When Gu Cheng returned home, he saw three dazed people as if their souls had left their bodies.

He stepped back and walked in again, seeing the scene unchanged.

He went to his sister and pinched her hopeless face.

"What happened?"

Tuanzi, lying on the sofa, heard this and turned over, sulkily hugging Gu Cheng’s arm.

"Our sect’s Listening Wave Sword..."

The more she spoke, the more desperate she felt, as if she’d never find that sword in her lifetime.

"Buried to let you dig it up in modern times?"

Gu Cheng pondered for a moment and spoke the truth, "Even if you dig it up, the sword won’t belong to your sect anymore."

The three siblings immediately sat up straight as if electrocuted.

Earlier, the three were lying hopelessly, with the sofa not enough, Ji Zhangzhuo had been squeezed onto the carpet.

"What do you mean it doesn’t belong to us?" Ji Zhangzhuo didn’t understand.

"It’s related to the country’s law."

Gu Cheng explained once, and seeing everyone including his sister shaking their heads, he explained more straightforwardly.

"Basically, even artifacts dug out from the family yard and ancestral graves belong to the country, let alone from other lands."

The three siblings: (○o○)

"There’s only one circumstance where you can keep it, and that’s if it’s a family heirloom. Heirlooms don’t have to be handed over, but if it’s particularly valuable, experts come to examine and maintain them annually."

Tuanzi found her voice, but she stuttered a bit.

"So, even if we find it, we have to hand it over to the country?"

Gu Cheng nodded, sympathetically patting her little head.

Tuanzi was dazed again.

She thought of the scenario she’d once imagined.

In her imagination, Master buried the sect’s treasure underground, she couldn’t find the place, and it was dug up by someone else and handed to the country, ending up in a museum.

Later, her disciples would ask her as the sect leader, where are our sect’s Listening Wave Sword and Sea View Saber?

She would buy a ticket and take everyone to visit the museum personally.

Is the fantasy coming true?

She touched her mouth, depressed, and said, "Jinx!"

After understanding the law, Ji Zhangzhuo quietly suggested, "So, do we continue to search?"

If it ultimately has to be given to the state, wouldn’t it be better for experts to dig and maintain it, they can visit the museum anytime later.

However, thinking about the swords they could touch personally in ancient times and having to view them through glass now, felt quite uncomfortable.

At this time, Duan Xiayou showed the calmness expected of a senior brother.

"We should still look for it. If nobody searches for it, the Listening Wave Sword will remain buried underground forever. Besides, if ill-intentioned people dig it up and sell it instead of handing it to the country, things could become tricky."

Tuanzi immediately perked up a bit.

Seeing it in a museum, she could accept, as experts would maintain it.

But if tomb robbers or the like sell it to others or even take it abroad, wahhhh, she would want to hit someone!

"Right, let’s continue to search, but we shouldn’t spend all our time on this."

The three siblings huddled together again, head to head, discussing.

Gu Cheng simply stood up and went to the kitchen, finding that all the ingredients for dinner had already been prepared, just waiting for him to cook.

He could almost envision the scene.

The three siblings sitting together, preparing ingredients and sighing. Their expressions were very gloomy, but the speed of handling the ingredients was not slow.

After dinner, Tuanzi regained her spirits.

Then she heard her big brother say, "Actually, I think your master must be a well-thought-out person."

Although he had never met that master, his interactions revealed that Duan Xiayou, Ji Zhangzhuo, and his sister were just as outstanding. Specifically, Duan Xiayou was the former princely heir of the Marquis Mansion, and Ji Zhangzhuo was just one step from the throne. Evidently, their master was not merely a martial arts expert.

Able to teach such talents, how could that master not foresee the vast changes over time, the evolution of the era?

Even if unclear about future laws, he must have known that merely providing a place name would make it very difficult for his disciples to find the Listening Wave Sword.

Tuanzi unconsciously nodded her little head.

"That’s right, Master’s not like Second Brother, actually quite dependable."

Completely forgetting that she had just complained about Master’s unreliability.

Ji Zhangzhuo defended himself, "I’m not unreliable!"

But to push the responsibility onto Master, he wouldn’t dare. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The three of them were tangled again.

"Master, being so thorough, either provided other hints that someone missed," Duan Xiayou glared at Ji Zhangzhuo, "or the Listening Wave Sword isn’t buried underground at all."

Tuanzi ’zoomed’ over to look at Ji Zhangzhuo.

She jumped down from her chair, climbed into Ji Zhangzhuo’s arms, and patted his shoulder sincerely.

"Second Brother, whether we continue this hustle is up to you, recall quickly!"

Ji Zhangzhuo suddenly felt a lot of pressure.