“What’s coming?”
“This wine is not just a wine to drink, the most important thing is that it has a secret inside. Originally, it was treasured by my father in this place for fear that it would be used to entertain people when the situation was unstable, but as you know the famous shop has since stabilised, so naturally my father doesn’t need to use this wine for anything.”
“However, his old man didn’t bother to drink it, instead he continued to keep it here in the hope that one day when I encounter such trouble, I will still have something to entertain people with.”
As the saying goes, it’s a good trick to take from someone, but when faced with a situation like a killing spree, these things don’t seem so important.
But Zhou Yong and even his father still see it as an important weight, which means that
It was not simply a good wine.
Even if it was a good wine, he would not be able to achieve this effect.
“So, this Qiankun, what exactly is it?”
“It’s very magical, and actually counts as one of my Zhou family’s three treasures to some extent.”
Hearing this, Cao Sui could not help but suck in a breath of cold air backwards.
The three treasures of the Zhou family were extremely famous, each one could shock the world.
He had once seen one of these treasures, a divine elixir that was rumoured to bring back the dead, saying that if anyone took this, even if your soul had lived in the underworld for months or even a year, as long as your corpse was intact, it could still bring you back to life.
This treasure is indeed very miraculous, it is Zhou’s father spent a lot of money to buy it, originally wanted to wait until a hundred years after returning to old age to use it himself.
But people are such things, after becoming a father the mentality slowly changes differently, especially when you only have an only son.
You can’t help but leave all the best things to him.
And so it was with this Pill of Resurrection, as Zhou’s father wanted to give Zhou Yong a chance to live.
But it is clear that when Zhou Yong really reaches a certain age, after he has looked down on life and death, what he actually cares about is also his own son, and this item is also destined to most likely not be used by himself, but left to his children and grandchildren.
Therefore, Zhou Yong only took it out once, after which he kept it locked away in the Zhou family’s treasure pavilion and never showed it again.
As for the second item, I heard that it was a treasure of some kind, but the Zhou family had not studied it thoroughly, but a senior person knew that it was hidden in the early years.
The secret of the treasure is astonishing.
The third thing, like the progressive relationship of the first two, becomes more and more mysterious, the former is still known to be a certain treasure, this third thing, simply does not even have a hair clue.
But who would have thought that today, Cao Sui would know what the third treasure was.
It was not in the treasure pavilion, let alone in the Zhou family, but in this secret passage that was close to being deserted, which was truly amazing.
And what was even more amazing was that it wasn’t even some imaginary golden and glittering object of great divine power, but instead just a plain-looking jar of wine!
“This wine of yours, even if you put it in your Zhou family’s wine kiln, I’m afraid no one will find out that it’s your Zhou family’s third treasure.”
Zhou Yong heatedly laughed: “Don’t be sour here, if Han Qianqian wins, you will naturally have the chance to taste this first
third treasure, and you will naturally know its true power when you drink it.”
“Then it seems that I can only pray that Han Qianqian walks out alive, or else I will have missed an opportunity to know the wonders of the Third Treasure for nothing.”
Zhou Yong smiled and nodded, “Not bad, but like you, I’m actually looking forward to Han Qianqian walking out alive, because I don’t know exactly what the Third Treasure is, I only vaguely remember my father mentioning a few things to me.”
“What did the old man say? Tell me, I’d really like to get some clues from it.” Cao Sui was intrigued.
“Not really, just eight words.” Zhou Yong sat down, unwrapped the wine in his left hand and poured it into two bowls.
“Which eight big words?”