Although Chiyou was defeated, the weapon he used was missing. Now Qin Shaojie is holding Chiyou’s weapon, the Tiger Sword.
Amber, this sword, which is called the two great artifacts together with the Xuanyuan sword used by the emperor, is now obtained by Qin Shaojie, and Amber is still a magic sword. Although it has been sealed for 4,000 years, it will still bear the spiritual imprint left by the ancient fiend. If Qin Shaojie can’t control it and is branded by the spirit, then he will become another terrible fiend, and within the three realms, the blood will become a river.
LingFang considering these, of course, worry about Qin Shaojie said.
"This is the magic sword, which is branded with spirit. If you can’t control it, then …"
Qin Shaojie unknown so, asked. "Mental brand? Is it the so-called recognition of the Lord? "
"Almost. If you can’t make it recognize the Lord, then you will be swallowed up."
"What shall we do?" Qin Shaojie also got a fright.
Be swallowed up? How to bite back? Will you eat me? Or will you control my mind and body? Damn it, it’s true that there are no good goods because of greed. Qin Shaojie secretly thought.
Qin Shaojie was considering what to do with this sword, but Ling Fang asked again, "Did the master elder brother change because he opened the golden coffin?"
"I almost forgot if you didn’t ask." Qin Shaojie embarrassed said. "He can’t open the golden coffin, because only the descendants of Tiandan can open the golden coffin."
"How could that big brother be possessed by magic, and what he used was magic power."
"The ghost said that he wanted to open the golden coffin, but it was not a descendant of Tian Dan, so he failed, but the ghost of magic gas still entered his body, and he was born with magic Dan, so …" Qin Shaojie stopped. Everyone knows the rest.
"But, why is he so evil?" Ling Fang was puzzled. Qin Shaojie was bent over by the devil and did not change. Why did Tu completely enter the magic road?
Qin Shaojie shook his head and said, "I don’t know about this. Perhaps there is something unknown behind it."
"Well, rest. I have to think about what to do with this sword." Qin Shaojie doesn’t want to talk anymore. His mind is a little confused now. Although I am a little nervous, I can’t help but worry about what I will become if I am possessed.
After Lingfang left, Qin Shaojie aroused the ghost in his body.
"Old guy, if I can’t control this magic sword, will it …"
"You can rest assured that with me at home, are you still worried that you can’t suppress it? Wait until I recover for a while. Although it can’t reshape the body, it is enough to help you recognize this tiger spirit again. " Ghost said slowly, it seems that don’t worry about this problem.
It’s strange to believe you. It’s not the first time you lied to me. You lured me with the Tai ‘a sword first, and then you gave me this thing.
Qin Shaojie andao, if it weren’t for you, how could I take this stupid thing?
Ghost seems to be aware of Qin Shaojie’s idea. He said, "Boy, don’t be a good girl when you get cheap. This is an ancient artifact. You got it, aren’t you satisfied?" The ghost said discontentedly, "well, this seat is going to rest." Say that finish, let Qin Shaojie how to call, also no longer speak.
"Niang of, things will work out in the end, cross the bridge when you cross it. I still don’t believe I can’t hold your magic sword. " Qin Shaojie said to himself, then he didn’t think much, and fell asleep on the bed.
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Chapter 34 Family heirloom
In an antique shop in Xi ‘an.
"What can I do for you, sir?" When the guy in the antique shop saw someone coming in, he came forward and asked.
"Well, I’ll just look around first." The bearer said.
"Well, feel free to look around. If you have something in mind, just call me and I can explain it to you." The man said politely.
The antique shop here, because it is close to the tourist attractions, and Xi ‘an is the ancient capital where thirteen dynasties built their capitals, people come in an endless stream. Most of the goods in the shop are handicrafts for tourists to buy back to commemorate. There are really good things, but they are less than those on the street. This is a very strange phenomenon.
"Dude, is your boss there?" The man who just came in asked the man.
"Yes, what do you want with our boss?" Dude, I don’t understand why I’m looking for the boss this morning.
"I have something to sell. Go and call your boss." The man explained.
"selling things?"
"What’s the matter? Don’t you accept it? " The man asked doubtfully.
"No, it’s not. Just a moment, I’ll call the boss for you." The man promised and hurried upstairs.
Less than a moment later, I saw the man followed by a slightly fat man coming down.
"Hello, hello, listen to our little buddy, you have something to sell, don’t you?"
The boss said as he reached out and shook hands with the man.
"Well, is there a quiet place here? Let’s talk about it somewhere else." The man said.
"hmm? All right. " The boss hesitated and agreed. Since we want to talk about it in another place, it proves that this person has good things and his wealth is not revealed. Everyone knows this.
"Then upstairs, please." As he spoke, the boss led the way, followed by the man. Don’t forget to look back before going upstairs, for fear that someone will stare at him.
"Come, please sit down." The boss said to the man. "I heard that you want to sell something, can you take it out and have a look?"
The man looked around warily, like a thief.
"Ha ha, don’t worry, brother. There is no one upstairs except us." The boss saw the man’s worry and said with mirth.
The man smiled shyly. "I’m sorry, I laughed. I’m a family heirloom, handed down from my ancestors for more than two thousand years." I wouldn’t be willing to sell it if I didn’t need money urgently. Hey, I’m afraid the ancestors will blame. "
"oh? What is it? " As soon as the boss heard something that was almost two thousand years old, he immediately became interested. He had seen something that was a hundred years old, and he had seen it for five hundred years. What could be higher? That’s all historical relics. It’s in the museum.
The man carefully took out a small box from his pocket and put it on the table. Then he gently opened it, as if the contents would disappear with a little force.
"This is?" The boss saw a ball the size of a fist in the box, just like the two Tai Chi Qiu that people often catch in their hands. But there is only one.
"Night Pearl." The man whispered.
This man, impressively is Liang Jun who entered the underground with Qin Shaojie.
He has never experienced such a thing, and he was scared to sleep well all night, but he thought of getting a night pearl, and that worry had already gone to Java. As long as he didn’t talk nonsense, he could live well.
This morning, as soon as the antique city opened, he took the night pearl and prepared to sell it, so he didn’t have to work as a private tour guide in the future.
The luminous pearl of more than two thousand years can sell a lot of money.
"Night Pearl?" The boss asked, obviously not believing that this thing is a night pearl. I haven’t seen the night pearl before, is it so big? Shit, you’re not going to have fun on purpose.
When Liang Jun saw that the boss didn’t believe him, he said to the boss, "You close the curtain and close the door."
The boss knows that he wants to verify it for him. This is the real pearl of the night. I got up and did it.
The curtain is a thick flannel curtain. When it is pulled, the room suddenly darkens.
Liang Jun slowly opened the box. I saw the beads that were dim just now, and suddenly they were radiant, and the whole room was lit up.
"… this, this is the real night pearl." The boss looked at the night pearl and murmured.
He is almost 50 years old this year, and he has opened an antique shop for more than 20 years. I’ve seen many night pearls, but it’s the first time I’ve seen such a big one.
"how about it? How much is this value? " Liang Jun looked at the boss’s surprised expression and knew that the price was absolutely not low.
"I said … brother, is this really handed down from your ancestors?" The boss looked at Liang Jun and asked.
"That is wrong, I tell you, my ancestors were the generals of Qin Shihuang’s armies. Have you seen the movie" Myth "? Yes, that’s the Meng Yi played by Jackie Chan, my ancestor, that’s his official position. "
"So … what is this thing?"
"Hehe," Liang Jun smiled and said, "This pearl of the night was once when the Qin Emperor went out for a quick tour and was assassinated. My ancestors worked hard to save the Qin Emperor. This pearl was given to my ancestors by the Qin Emperor." Liang Jun made up the story, and he was also articulate, and his expression was so proud, as if it were really his family’s business.
The boss got up, opened the curtain, and then made two cups of tea. Then he said, "Brother, to be honest, I can’t afford this thing."
"Can’t afford it? Brother, tell me the truth, how much is this thing worth? " When Liang Jun heard from the boss that he couldn’t afford it, he knew that the value of the beads had exceeded his imagination. Before he came in the morning, he checked some information. This fist-sized night pearl is worth about 7-8 million.
"to tell the truth, this thing, according to the size and luster, you this, at least worth about 15 million, however, this thing belongs to the cultural relics, this value is hard to say, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, too much, however, this is to be auctioned, if you are in a hurry, then directly find a buyer, a price, if you want to earn more, go to the auction house. The boss can’t afford this night pearl, a bead, and it will support the assets of his shop several times.