"Zhang Banxian, what are you?"
After pulling Zhang Guozhong out of the cave, Li Laoer was also a little stupid.
He saw that Banxian, who was energetic just now, was no different from a deserter.
His neat hairstyle just now looked like a traitor. .
"Seal the hole quickly, quickly."
Zhang Guozhong didn't respond to Li Laoer and took the lead in lifting the stone.
Zhang Guozhong was so panicked that everyone else at the scene hurriedly buried the entrance of the hole.
The efficiency was at least twice as high as when digging.
Within ten minutes, the entrance of the hole was buried even more tightly than before.
"Banxian, are there any unclean things in this cave?
Are those messy things in my family brought back here?"
Li Zhen patted the dirt on his body and cautiously approached Zhang Guozhong, "Look what's going on here?"
Can it be cracked?”
"The things down here are not just unclean.
Listen up, everyone.
I have to go back to Tianjin and will be back soon.
No one should enter the cave before I come back.
They must not go in."
Zhang Guozhong said with a solemn expression, "Today's Everyone must keep it secret and don’t tell anyone about it.”
"Hey, I know."
Looking at Zhang Guozhong's expression, Mr.
Li's temples were sweating.
"Can you tell me what kind of monsters and dead people are there down there?"
"Sticky" Before Zhang Guozhong could speak, Li Shuai behind him suddenly let out a loud voice, frightening everyone present.
"What?"
Zhang Guozhong turned around sharply and saw Li Shuai looking directly at him, "Young man, what did you just say?"
"What are you talking about?"
Li Zhen quickly took his son's hand, "What are you talking about?"
"Ah" Li Shuai rolled his eyes and suddenly realized, "What did I say?"
"Oh, it's here again."
Li Zhen's face was filled with sadness, "Zhang Banxian, you see, he is always like this.
Do you think this is because he is possessed?
Everyone heard him speak, and he doesn't know it himself."
"Young man, can you still remember what you just said?"
Zhang Guozhong walked to Li Shuai, squatted down, and touched Li Shuai's head with his hand.
To be honest, Li Shuai's eyes just happened to meet Zhang Guozhong's.
However, even at this moment of looking at each other, the weirdness in Zhang Guozhong's eyes could not escape Zhang Guozhong's eyes.
That was definitely not the look that an eight-year-old child should have or be able to fake. .
"I" Li Shuai shook his head and backed away.
At this time, Li Shuai's eyes seemed to have returned to their usual dull and dull look, with a look of grievance on his face.
"You just said sticky."
Zhang Guozhong actually heard the word clearly, but he didn't know what it meant.
"No, no," Li Shuai hid behind Li Zhen tremblingly, "I never said that."
"I'm leaving now, Brother Yang, can you please give me a ride?"
Zhang Guozhong stood up and turned to Yang Zhou.
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"No problem," Yang Zhou nodded, "Where will I send you?"
"Airport," Zhang Guozhong said decisively.
To be honest, although he has lived a wealthy life for a while, Zhang Guozhong usually chooses to take the train when traveling far away, mainly because it is cheaper.
But at this moment, Zhang Guozhong no longer cares about saving money.
Time is the most important thing.
Right now We must go back and discuss a solution with Old Liu Tou for this matter.
There is probably no chance of doing it alone.
Under normal circumstances, controlled knives cannot get on the plane anyway, even if they are checked in, but the Changqing Sword was checked in smoothly.
The reason is that the staff responsible for the security inspection did not believe that it was a sword.
I don't believe this is a cultural relic.
It can be seen from the contemptuous expression of the security inspector that he was probably still laughing at Zhang Guozhong.
He might have been deceived by some stall selling fake antiques under Wudang Mountain.
After getting off the plane, Zhang Guozhong took a taxi from the airport and went straight to Tianjin.
Old Liu Tou, who had called him beforehand, also rushed back from Shanxi to listen to Zhang Guozhong tell the story of the Eight Immortals that suppressed demons and the story of a man's solo journey into Hangu Cave.
Later, he was also afraid of Zhang Guozhong.
However, despite being frightened, Old Liu Tou showed strong interest in the Long Love Sword that Zhang Guozhong brought back from Mount Wutai.
According to Zhang Guozhong, he had observed this sword before.
The difference between Jiansha and Juque Qixing was more than one order of magnitude.
It was not even as good as the Zhantie brought back from Bashan, but it could catch up with him in Hangu Cave.
Run away from that shameless Zhao Jinzhou , Theoretically speaking, the only explanation is coincidence, because in an environment with strong Yin energy similar to that of Hangu Cave, even the sword's power will be greatly reduced.
Even if it can still cut the wrongdoer, it will not It is impossible to scare away evildoers at once.
"Guozhong, do you think this is possible?"
After weighing the rusty sword in his hand, Old Liu Tou looked at Zhang Guozhong with a stern look, "What the thing in the hole is afraid of is not the sword evil spirit, and this broken sword has nothing to do with it at all."
Sha, I suspect that thing is afraid of the sword itself."
"Why are you afraid of this sword?"
Zhang Guozhong was puzzled.
"Haven't you heard about Yang Fu's fear of bamboo?"
Old Liu curled his lips and looked at Zhang Guozhong.
"Yang Fu is afraid of bamboo" Zhang Guozhong was stunned.
Yang Fu was the most famous criminal thief in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
He was ruthless, ferocious in nature, and highly skilled in martial arts.
He absolutely killed the rich without helping the poor.
He shocked the government and the public because he led 200 cavalry to rob the official silver of 3.5 million taels.
Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty Ba Hong posted 35,000 taels of gold on the imperial list four times in an attempt to get Yang Fu's head, but he never succeeded.
Unexpectedly, this generation of heroes who defeated the imperial court's ten thousand-strong army for three consecutive sieges and escaped numerous assassinations by his peers in the green forest for rewards was actually stabbed to death by an old boatman with a bamboo pole while crossing the Yellow River. .
After Yang Fu's death, his body was buried in Hulao Slope, thirty-five miles northeast of Luozhou, now Luoyang City, Henan Province.
In July 553 AD, the Yellow River floods washed away the tomb of Yang Fu in Hulaopo, causing his soul to plague the village for several months.
The local government hired several well-known experts to try, but they had little effect.
His name is Chen Xianzun After the wandering Taoist priests inquired about Yang Fu's death penalty, he buried a bamboo pole deep in his tomb to stop the ghost trouble.
It was later spread in the local records that from the first to the fifteenth day of every seventh day, every household would The custom of hanging bamboo poles in front of the door also has its origins.
In the Taoist circle, this allusion is called Yang Fu Wei Bamboo, and its theory refers to the fact that no matter how difficult the evil spirits are, as long as they are harmed by sharp weapons, they will most likely be afraid of the murder weapon that killed them.
"You mean that Zhao Jinzhou's death is related to this sword?"
Zhang Guozhong frowned and shook his head like a rattle, "It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible that Zhao Jinzhou died during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, and this Long Love Sword is It was made by Zhu Di, and there were two generations of emperors in between.
Zhao Jinzhou's death cannot be related to it."
"How can you be so sure that the hole must be Hangu Cave?
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How can you be so sure that the thing in the hole must be Zhao Jinzhou?"
Old Liu frowned, "How can you be so sure that this rusty iron lump must be Zhao Jinzhou?"
That long love sword you mentioned" "This is all obvious."
Zhang Guozhong was a little speechless when Old Liu Tou asked, "Otherwise, how could there be so many coincidences?"
"Well, Guozhong, we have to consider this matter in the long term.
Also, let's not be blindly optimistic.
Is the thing in the hole afraid of this rusty lump?"
Halfway through the sentence, Old Liu Tou frowned suddenly, "Guozhong, what are you cutting with this?"
"I just chopped down the statue," Zhang Guozhong was stunned, "What's wrong?"
"Look here."
Old Liu Tou took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, came to the desk with a long love sword, and turned on the iodine tungsten lamp that was specially used to study antiques.
The light in the room suddenly increased several times.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Guozhong hurriedly came forward.
He didn't know what new world Old Liu could discover from this broken iron knot.
"Look here."
Old Liu Tou pointed at a dent on the sword blade.
"It collapsed while cutting down the statue.
What happened?"
Zhang Guozhong was stunned.
"Look inside."
Old Liu opened the drawer, took out a small knife, and pried off a whole piece of rust about the size of a fingernail and as thick as a penny steel along the indentation.
"This" Zhang Guozhong couldn't believe his eyes.
After Old Liu Tou pried off a layer of rust, a flat metal texture was exposed underneath the rust.
"Is there another layer inside?"
To be honest, Zhang Guozhong had never heard of casting.
The sword is still made like this, with two layers inside and outside.
The outer layer is already rusty, and although the inner layer is also slightly rusty, it is at least visually intact.
"Come, follow me."
Old Liu picked up the sword and walked to the toilet.
He took off a handkerchief from the rope.
Then he opened the door and went out.
He wrapped the handkerchief around the tip of the sword and held the sword upside down.
He used it for playing cards and chess at the door.
The white marble Eight Immortals Stool was slashed hard with enough strength.
Sparks shot out in an instant, and long and wide pieces of rusty leather fell to the floor.
"Brother, it's almost done."
To put it bluntly, although it looks like a rusty iron lump, it is also a famous long love sword in history.
Seeing Old Liu Tou "smashing" the white marble with it so hard , Zhang Guozhong is really a little distressed.
Stone is different from metal.
It has basically no toughness and ductility.
It can be said that it is hard.
Especially hard stones like marble and white marble.
Even high-end goods such as Juque and Qixing.
If you chop a few swords like this, the edge of the stone will be sharp.
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It's basically useless.
"Yes."
Old Liu picked up the sword and looked at it.
He saw that the long love sword was much thinner than before.
"Guozhong, go to the small shop around the corner and buy me a bottle of orange juice."
Old Liu pointed at the small shop on the side of the building.
"Orange juice" Zhang Guozhong thought he heard it wrong.
"Yes, orange juice or orange soda will do."
Old Liu kept picking at the remaining rust on the sword blade without raising his head.
"Oh."
Zhang Guozhong quickly went to the canteen and bought two bottles of orange soda.
Old Liu took the soda and poured every drop of it onto the sword.
Then he wiped it from beginning to end with a handkerchief, and saw the sword lying on the street lamp.
There was even a hint of cold light flashing underneath.
Although there were still some rust spots, the glossiness had even surpassed the old antiques such as Juque and Qixing.
"This is fucking unbelievable."
After taking the gleaming sword from Old Liu's opponent, Zhang Guozhong couldn't believe his eyes.
"Brother, look what this is."
Just as he was about to play for a while, Zhang Guozhong suddenly noticed a line of seal characters vaguely engraved on the sword.
The characters were shallowly engraved on both sides of the sword, and there was a circle of patterns around it because of the street lights.
The light was relatively dim, and there was still some rust left in the texture of the lettering.
It was unclear whether the space for these words was decorative or deliberately carved.
"Oh" Old Liu Tou took the sword and was stunned for a moment.
He took out his reading glasses from his pocket and said, "It's too dark here, come in
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