Chapter 118: Cold Iron and Cold Heart Sword Unsheathed

A strange "whoosh" sounded weird.

"Ahh

Tie Yunyan, who was highly nervous, screamed, and was immediately frightened into Zijian's arms.

After a "whoosh", calm returned to the cave.

Hanzijian looked back.

I went, and there was another false alarm, this somewhat unusual noise, it turned out that I had inadvertently triggered the mechanism of the black metal box just now.

The danger seemed to have been lifted, Han Zijian pulled Tie Yunyan, who had a frightened face, and when he looked closer, he saw that the black metal box had been completely opened.

In this black metal box, which is less than a meter long and less than 20 centimeters wide, the first thing that catches your eye is a piece of vermilion satin, and there seem to be faint words on the satin.

Seeing that Han Zijian reached out to grab the piece of silk, Tie Yunyan hurriedly grabbed it, and then she gently picked out the piece of silk with the tip of the silver spear in her hand.

didn't bother to look at what else was in the box, and after the two of them carefully shook off this piece of thousand-year-old satin, a few lines of slightly vague and legible words were unfolded:

The Yiren are obsessed with the red cliffs,

The thousand-year-old grotto is waiting for you to arrive.

Three lives have an appointment to give this treasure,

The sky is surrounded by red lines.

The desert lonely smoke loves the ancient road,

The cold iron and the cold heart sword is unsheathed.

Seeing Han Zijian staring at these words with a blank expression, Tie Yunyan rushed to the black metal box again: "Quick, there is still a baby!"

Sure enough, on top of the thick layer of red yellow satin in the box, there was another inky black scabbard.

The appearance of this sheath is **atmospheric.

But on the handle of the dragon and phoenix, there are several red, blue and green gems inlaid with them, which are shining in the light of the pearl that night.

Seeing this treasure, Tie Yunyan was so happy that she reached out and went to the box to get the sword.

But when she was about to lift it, the sword, which didn't seem to have much weight, didn't move.

No, Tie Yunyan was so anxious that she took it with both hands again, but the result was still unable to move it at all.

This time there was nothing she could do, so she could only turn back to Han Zijian and ask for help: "Come and try it!"

Hanzi Jian could only rely on her, and he also reached forward to reach out, but who knew that he easily took out the sword.

"Hmph! I hate it very much, even it dares to bully me, it is 'three lives have an appointment to give this treasure', it seems that this sword belongs to you, open it and take a look." ”

Seeing Tie Yunyan pouting and staring at the sword with expectant eyes, Hanzi Jian did not hesitate any longer, so he grasped the heavy scabbard with his left hand, and then twitched lightly with his right hand.

"Hum..."

In the lingering sound, a slender cold light, accompanied by the cold and compelling edge, was drawn out by the Hanzi Sword.

"Good sword!" Tie Yunyan couldn't help but marvel when she saw it.

When you look closely, although this sword has weight, the wall thickness is extremely thin, and there is a ridge in the sword, and the forward arc is concave, and it is emitting a faint blue light at this moment.

The total length of this sword is about 80 centimeters, and the inner front is cast with extremely fine and regular concentric circles.

The two sides of the sword body are decorated with inky black diamond-shaped patterns, and the textures are clearly visible, as well as four bird seal inscriptions:

'Cold Iron Chill Heart'

This time, Tie Yunyan's eyes were already super large, super round and super bright, this girl who claimed to be an amateur archaeologist covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"This is clearly the 'Goujian Sword' displayed in the museum, why did it come here?"

Han Zijian smiled disapprerovingly: "Hehe, it may be that some antique dealer got a high-quality imitation stall, and then hid here to pretend to be a ghost, who are you going to drug someone?" ”

Full of Jinglun being refuted, Tie Yunyan glared at Han Zijian and said: "Impossible, the master has lived here for a hundred years, and he doesn't know that there is this grotto, how can outsiders come in!"

"But such a high-end craftsmanship, not to mention a thousand years ago, two hundred years ago, there is no such level, I think it was made three months ago, and there is a thief light," Han Zijian was still unbelievable.

Tie Yunyan pouted and said, "It's really fake, you'll know if you try it." ”

"How to try?" Han Zijian asked with a smile.

"Look at me!" After Tie Yunyan put down the silver spear in her hand, she snatched the sword in Hanzijian's hand.

Tilting her head mischievously, Tie Yunyan raised her left hand horizontally, raised two fingers, first made a move 'Immortal Guiding the Way', and then reflexively turned around as a sharp spin, and then used the centrifugal force of rotation to quickly draw out the sword.

The 'Cold Iron Cold Heart Sword' immediately turned into a provocative sword light, dancing out of a compelling sword aura, and after drawing several graceful arcs in the air, the sword blade twisted again, and a few cold sword flowers, with their sharpness, slashed towards the corner of the purple-red stone coffin.

"Yun'er can't make a mistake!" Han Zijian shouted urgently, stretching out his hand to stop it.

But it was too late, only a crisp "bell" was heard, and a corner of the stone coffin had been cut off.

After smiling mischievously, Tie Yunyan threw the sword out of the air, and Han Zijian took it.

It is indeed incredible, the edge of the sword that has been sharpened by the stone is unscathed.

Antique dealers can't make such sharp weapons.

"This sword must be the legendary alien meteorite, a kind of coldest and coldest black iron forged, not only can sharpen iron like mud, but also can kill people without blood, if you don't believe it, use it to slaughter sheep today," holding Han Zijian's arm, Tie Yunyan looked proud.

"Even if it is made of meteorite, can the desert natives thousands of years ago have such a high-end level of craftsmanship?" Han Zijian was still skeptical.

"This sword, presumably it was also made by that alien civilization, don't you think this cave contains weirdness?"

Holding Hanzi's sword and turning back, Tie Yunyan pointed to the big blue frisbee in the mural and the vast interstellar map.

"Are there really aliens?" Han Zijian looked suspicious.

"If you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it, I hope that the lonely earth has company in the sky, maybe the smart aliens are hiding by our side at this moment," Tie Yunyan replied with a smile.

"Hehe, the brain hole is very big, the story is very exciting, the theme is particularly novel, after you go back, you can write online articles to deceive readers," Han Zijian was so amused that he went to Tie Yunyan's ears again.

Seeing Tie Yunyan put the vermilion silk with words in her pocket, Han Zijian held the sword in his hand, put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Withdraw!"

"No, you have the sword, and I can't go home empty-handed," Tie Yunyan broke free with a smile, rushed over and picked up the seven night pearls one by one, and pocketed them one by one.

Just as Tie Yunyan picked up the last night pearl, and before she could put it in her pocket, a violent rumbling sound stood up.

"Put it back!" Han Zijian hurriedly shouted.

But it was still too late, and in the violent rumbling sound, as if the sky was spinning, the seven stone pillars were descending rapidly.

"Ahh

Seeing that Tie Yunyan had sunk to her waist, Han Zijian hurriedly took a hurried step, hugged her with one hand, and after scooping her up, he hurriedly hugged her in his arms and comforted her with touching his head.

Before the two of them could fully react, the grotto had already recovered as before.

The seven stone pillars were long gone, and the ground had been filled with seven large stone bricks, and there was not even a trace left.

"Let's go!"

Just when Han Zijian was holding Tie Yunyan, who was already frightened and weak, and wanted to escape towards the entrance of the stone cave, another slight rumbling sound reappeared.

This time, the lid of the stone coffin was automatically opened.

But when it slowly moved its heavy stone cover due north to the top, there was no movement except for a cloud of mist from the stone coffin.

A few minutes later, there was a dead silence in the stone cave, and Tie Yunyan, who was held in Hanzijian's arms, suppressed her careful liver jumping, covered her face with her hands, and slowly turned around to peek through her fingers.

What the hell is it?

But it doesn't seem to hurt anyone.

The seven stone pillars seem to have exited the grotto and disappeared after completing the mission of offering treasures.

Now that the stone coffin is open again, is it possible that there are still some rare treasures?

Tie Yunyan had forgotten the shock just now, and her courage was getting fatter.

I'm afraid of your grandmother's little kitten, Mia, anyway, I have Zijian by my side, and I'm not afraid of death.

Thinking of this, Tie Yunyan immediately jumped down from Hanzijian's arms, ignored his dragging, grabbed his hand, and walked towards the mysterious stone coffin.

When the two of them took a closer look, they saw that there was a transparent crystal coffin in the wide stone coffin.

Hell yes!

This time, even Han Zijian was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and hurriedly dragged Tie Yunyan back.

But at this time, Tie Yunyan was getting fatter and fatter, and she grabbed the edge of the stone coffin, but dragged the Hanzi Sword closer.

couldn't leave her alone, Han Zijian could only bite the bullet and look at the crystal coffin again.

It's no wonder that Han Zijian was surprised, it turned out that in the coffin, there was a girl who was in the prime of life, gorgeously dressed, as if she had just fallen asleep.

I saw her hands on her chest, her eyes slightly closed, her eyes slightly sunken, her high nose and pointed chin, wearing a yellow phoenix robe, a golden phoenix crown on her head, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face.

"Could it be that this is the legendary 'Princess Loulan' who has been dead for more than 3,000 years?"

"It's another impossibility, that Loulan ancient corpse is being disintegrated and studied by scientists," Han Zijian stared at the lifelike, vaguely familiar face in the coffin.

Looking back at the four words 'Loulan Wanchang' in the mural, Tie Yunyan seemed to be muttering to herself:

"I don't understand this kind of unreasonable phenomenon, and I'm afraid I can only wait for it to be cracked in the future. ”

"Forget it, let's stop disturbing the ancients, this matter can't be spread outside, just let her live and rest in peace!"

After finishing speaking, Han Zijian went around the coffin and gently pushed his palm, and after slowly closing the lid of the coffin, he raised the 'Cold Iron Cold Heart Sword' with both hands, and bowed deeply to the girl in the coffin respectfully:

"Thank you to the fairy sister for the sword, Zijian will say goodbye. ”

With an approving gaze, he glanced at Hanzi Jian affectionately, and Tie Yunyan also bowed respectfully to the stone coffin: "Sister Xie Fairy gave the orb, Yun Yan will be unreasonable, and I hope that my sister Haihan will be unreasonable." ”

After the two of them finished saluting, there was another rumbling sound that was no longer scary, and sounded a little poignant.

Under the attention of Han Zijian and Tie Yunyan, the stone coffin path slowly sank, and after a while, it disappeared in front of the two of them.

The place where the stone coffin disappeared was immediately filled with six large stone bricks pushed from the south, east, west, and northwest sides.

Seeing Han Zijian, who turned around and went out alone, he was sad at the moment, Tie Yunyan followed behind him, and took out the yellow silk and looked at it while walking.

After hurriedly catching up with Hanzi Jian, who had come out of the grotto, holding his arm, Tie Yunyan pouted again:

" The Yiren are guarding the top of the red cliff,

A thousand-year-old romance is obsessed.

The stone gate of the desert is open for you,

Ancient road secret collection balsamic vinegar fast. ”

"What else?" Han Zijian turned around and pulled Tie Yunyan up, his face expressionless.

Tie Yunyan squinted and smiled evilly: "I can't figure it out for the time being, let's wait for Yun Yan to interpret it with three lives and three lives." ”

After pointing out the stone man's eyes and closing the two stone doors first, when the two returned to the door of the stone cave together, they saw that a thick rope had hung down outside the stone cave, and Han Zijian said, "You go up first." ”

"No, your daughter-in-law is so weak now, I want you to fly with me," Tie Yunyan made a bitter face, curled her long eyelashes, flashed her big eyes, and began to play scoundrel.

So, tied behind him, holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, Tie Yunyan lay on the thick back of Hanzijian......