Chapter 223 [It's Yours] (II)

Xianyin seemed to smile: "I'm afraid that in a thousand years, I am the first person to see the hilt and blade of the sword in its entirety." ”

"It seems like yes. Chen Xiaolian nodded: "Your family ancestors have only seen the sword blade, and you have already seen the whole one." ”

He looked into Xianyin's eyes: "Now...... You can deliver on your word. ”

Xianyin nodded: "Well, okay, I won't break my word." But...... You should know that I didn't have the blade with me, but I can take you to get it. ”

"Where are you going?

"Of course not. Xianyin smiled: "This kind of thing naturally won't be hidden in any vault at home." The people who attacked me must have gone to my house to search for it. ”

"So, you hid it in a safe place?"

Xianyin said lightly: "Don't worry, that place is very safe, and no one will think of the hiding place." ”

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The four of them immediately left the stone castle and were led by Xianyin to the place where the sword blades were stored.

And this location made Chen Xiaolian a little surprised.

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At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the car drove to a place called Bonin Street in London's West End.

Like most streets in London, this street is not wide, with only two lanes in both directions. The buildings on either side are not high-rise buildings.

But the environment is quiet, the streets are clean, and the roads are lined with plane trees.

The car stopped at the intersection of this street according to Xianyin's instructions.

The left side of the front of the car is facing an iron fence gate.

There was a copper sign on the door, and Chen Xiaolian glanced at it.

"Isab Art Museum"

Chen Xiaolian frowned: "What kind of place is this?"

"A private art museum, very small. Xianyin sat in the co-pilot's seat: "This museum is funded by our family, well, to be precise." In fact, we invested in it, which can be regarded as my family's property.

It's no surprise that in the UK, many aristocrats who love art invest in small museums. ”

"You...... So you hid the blade here?"

Chen Xiaolian looked at the building in front of him.

Inside the fence gate is a small courtyard, a circular fountain, and in the middle of the pool is a bronze statue.

There is only one building in the courtyard. It was a three-story red house, red bricks, and it looked very old.

Several people got out of the car and crossed the street to the fence gate.

Looking at the closed fence gate, Chen Xiaolian frowned: "Isn't it open here?"

"Private museums, which are generally not open to the public. It's just that the aristocracy occasionally holds some art salons here, or invites some of the more famous artists to put their works on display here. Of course, there are also some artworks from our family's own collection that are stored and exhibited here. However, it is usually stored in the basement and will only be taken out when it is necessary to exhibit. ”

Xianyin replied in a very flat tone. She walked to the side of the electronic lock of the fence gate - it was an electronic lock with a password, and Xianyin pressed the code, and the fence door opened automatically.

"Isn't there a caretaker here?" Chen Xiaolian looked at the quiet courtyard.

"It's teatime, gentlemen. Xianyin smiled faintly: "You really don't know the life of the British. ”

After the fence gate opened, Xianyin was the first to walk in, followed by Chen Xiaolian and the others.

The fountain in the yard was also not turned on, and there was not even water in it.

The sculptures in it are not classical sculptures. It's not even a samurai or anything like that.

To Chen Xiaolian's surprise, this sculpture. It was actually a man in a gown, a top hat, and a cane in his hand.

The bronze sculpture is probably a one-to-one scale.

"Who is this?"

"My great-grandfather. Xianyin smiled: "This museum was built by him back then." It's an old place...... It was during World War II when the Germans bombed London.

The place was bombed, half of the house collapsed, and even this bronze statue of my great-grandfather was temporarily moved to the basement. Otherwise, it would have been ruined long ago. ”

Chen Xiaolian walked to the door of the museum.

The door was locked, and Chen Xiaolian glanced at Xianyin.

"Don't look at me, do you think I'll take the keys to all my properties with me when I go out?"

The tires went up, and he took out a shovel and shoveled it down. He smashed the lock open.

"Please. Tire glanced at Xianyin.

This place is indeed not big, and compared with the real museum that Chen Xiaolian is familiar with, the gap is too far.

To be precise, the hall is almost a relatively large living room.

Hallways on the left and right lead to two large lounges. Xianyin explained that it was the venue where the salon was held during the exhibition, but now it is empty.

"Everything is hidden in the basement. Xianyin said lightly: "There is a storage room there, which preserves some of our family's treasured artworks with a constant temperature and humidity system. Of course, the blade of the sword in the stone you are looking for is also there. ”

Chen Xiaolian frowned: "Hide the things in the museum storage room of your own home...... Do you think this place is safe?"

"If it weren't for monsters like you, or the monsters that attacked me...... Such storage is safe enough. I didn't know it was so valuable, and for generations in our family it had been treated as just an ordinary piece of antique art, just a rusty metal bar. ”

There is a small elevator in the lobby and you can take it to the ground floor.

Obviously, this basement is deep, but the ventilation system is good.

After taking the elevator to the basement, I didn't feel breathless.

The elevator came out of an aisle, and the aisle was only four or five meters short, and at the end was a circular arch, and the gate was metal.

This metal door is supposed to be the same thing as the door of the vault in the bank.

Xianyin walked to the door of the vault. She first typed in the unlock code, then leaned over to a scanner that scanned her eyes with red light.

Ding, showing the scan through guò.

The heavy vault door slowly opened.

"The vault was built by my great-grandfather. However, the door and access control system of this vault were replaced by my father. Maybe in the future with new technology, I will replace it with a more advanced one. Xianyin pointed to the door of the vault: "So, now it's okay, let's go in." ”

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The vault is bigger than you think!

Chen Xiaolian walked in and looked around, it was about the size of a standard basketball court.

There are many special cabinets on both sides. There are also some iron frames.

Chen Xiaolian noticed that there is indeed a lot of art here.

At least from the exposed iron frames, he saw a lot of oriental-style porcelain.

There are vases, there are a variety of plates of different sizes.

Chen Xiaolian didn't know much about art, but he casually picked up a round plate with a beautiful blue and white pattern on it.

I casually looked at the bottom of the plate.

"Qianlong Year System of the Qing Dynasty"

Chen Xiaolian was stunned.

"Are these things genuine?" Chen Xiaolian glanced at the things on the shelf...... There are more than 30 similar plates, and there are many bottles. He glanced at Xianyin: "Your ancestors can't have participated in the Eight-Nation Alliance, right?"

"Does that make sense?" Xianyin said lightly.

Chen Xiaolian thought about it, didn't say anything, and casually put the plate back on the shelf.

Along the side of the wall. There are also many oil paintings, some of which are hung on the walls, and some of which are wrapped and placed on the ground.

Chen Xiaolian even saw two stone statues with very simple shapes.

"Maya, Aztec?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Xianyin.

"I'm not an expert either, and in terms of art, I only know a little bit about oil painting. Xianyin said lightly.

Chen Xiaolian's eyes turned around, and he suddenly found that there was a strange thing on a cabinet.

This is actually ......

An umbrella?!

Well?

Chen Xiaolian took a closer look. Take a few steps closer.

That's right, it's really an umbrella.

It's the most ordinary of kinds. Honest wooden-handled umbrella.

Black umbrella cloth. The skeleton of the umbrella should be metal, but it doesn't rust too much.

It's weird.

This kind of thing is also a work of art?

Chen Xiaolian really couldn't see anything special about this thing.

This umbrella ...... Although the style is a little old, if you go to the flea market, I'm afraid you will grab a lot of them.

"This is also your family's collection?" Chen Xiaolian said with a smile, pointing to the umbrella on the shelf.

"Collectibles don't have to be valuable. Xianyin said slowly: "Maybe it's just that for the person who collects this thing, it has some special meaning." ”

Xianyin glanced at the umbrella and said with a wry smile: "I don't know why this thing is here." I guess my grandfather or great-grandfather put it here. Maybe it's something that makes more sense to them. ”

Chen Xiaolian was a little curious, but he was just a little curious, and after looking at it twice, he looked away.

"So, where is the blade?" he looked at Xianyin.

Xianyin walked to a row of cabinets on the right. She glanced at it, then walked to the second row, the third row of cabinets.

Xianyin opened the cabinet, and there was a wooden box inside.

Strip-shaped.

Chen Xiaolian and the tire spare tire immediately walked over.

Xianyin opened the wooden box, and Chen Xiaolian's eyes immediately contracted.

Inside the wooden box is a long strip of metal.

There's a lot of rust on it...... But it was clear that this thing was much better preserved than the hilt of the sword.

Probably because it has been in the hands of the Norman family and has been well preserved.

So the rust on it, though it was there, was not as badly damaged as the hilt.

At least, you can see what the original blade looked like.

"Now it's yours. Xianyin smiled faintly, handed the box to Chen Xiaolian, and took the initiative to take a step back.

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............ (To be continued......)