You must know that Lu Dao just now, when Ye Huang and Utcha retrieved this sword from the Lin family, they did not emit such a large energy field, and now that Ucha completely exposed the sword body, he emitted such a powerful energy field, it can only be said that this sword is by no means ordinary.

Hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in, Ye Huang couldn't wait to rush to Wu Cha, who was wiping the sword body there.

"Ucha, did you get this sword out?"

"Hehe, knock and beat for a long time, and finally let it show its true appearance, Childe, take a look. With a heartfelt smile on his face, Ucha handed the bronze sword in his hand to Emperor Ye.

It is said that it is a sword, but Ucha called it smooth, but in fact, the length of this sword is only more than a foot long, and it is more appropriate to call it a dagger.

In addition to the handle engraved with the inscription, the length of the whole sword is less than a foot, but the whole sword gives people a feeling of cold light, the bronze sword body is not hard, and it will not be sharper than the iron sword and the alloy steel sword, but the bronze sword body gives people a feeling of sharpening iron like mud.

Especially the sword blade that is still extremely sharp after a long time, as if it has not been eroded by the years, blowing and breaking hair!

"You won't sharpen this sword, will you?"

Flipping the sword in his hand, Ye Huang half-jokingly said to Ucha with some affection.

"How dare I have that guts, I just got rid of all the patina and rust on the outside of this sword, the whole sword has been handled, the outside is deliberately wrapped, and the sword body has not been hurt in the slightest. Childe, look here. ”

Taking the sword over, Ucha tilted the sword body slightly, and by the light in the room, Ye Huang could see clearly the looming words on the sword body.

There are only two words on it, all of which are written in golden script, and the context is very thin, but it gives people a very clear feeling.

"Nameless, there seems to be no record of such a sword in history. Ye Huang frowned and muttered, thinking that this sword would be one of the top ten ancient swords, but now it seems that he is too self-inflicted.

"It's true, and I don't know where Lu Daolin got this baby. Shaking his head, Ucha also said one, two, three, four, five about the origin of this sword.

"No matter where he got it, even if this sword is not among the top ten famous swords, it is estimated that it is about the same. Such a strong energy field is rare even in ancient times, Ucha, you have really found a treasure this time. ”

"Hehe, this is still Childe's idea, otherwise I would have missed it. With this thing, it will be much easier to solve this kind of thing when you meet Miss Lin again, at least you don't need to do so many cumbersome steps. Holding the nameless in his hand, Ucha said excitedly.

For ordinary people, the sword in front of them is at most a collectible item, but for feng shui masters, it is of great significance.

The real reason why Ucha is so fascinated by this nameless is not how old he is, but how nameless helps a feng shui master.

As long as it is an ancient sword, it can be said that none of them are no longer buried in the soil, most of the ancient swords are excavated from the burial goods, even if some of them are passed down from generation to generation by the family, in fact, they were found from the tomb in a certain era, and then passed on to the present day by the hands of several people.

As long as it is a tomb, almost all of them choose the treasure land of feng shui, Tibetan wind and water, yin and yang, this kind of place is a blessed land, which can bless future generations.

In the same way, this kind of place is also a treasure place for making ritual weapons, and with the passage of time, various objects that have been buried underground for many years as burial objects have absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and most of them will become some powerful magic weapons.

Maybe these things weren't at the time of the burial, but after a few years, over time, these funerary goods will become ritual vessels, and of course they will not send out the things that were buried in the first place.

The reason why Ucha is so fascinated by this nameless is because it is an extremely powerful magic weapon, as for the age, the collection value is no different from the one with or without for Ucha, what he cares about is the help of this sword for his profession.

With this sword, it will be easy for Ucha to enter and exit some evil and yin places in the future, and it has the effect of suppressing ghosts and driving away evil spirits, and it is a treasure, and its role is more effective than the family heirloom seven-star magic weapon.

"This thing has a fate with you, Grandpa Lin has been hiding it as an iron lump for more than ten years, but you have made it out, this is fate, take it well." If you put it around in the future, you can also use it in an emergency. ”

Ucha nodded, looking beautiful, as if he had married a daughter-in-law.

Even if Emperor Ye doesn't say it, he will always put this thing on his body, as Gongzi said, this thing is very useful for feng shui masters in suppressing ghosts and driving away evil spirits, but it is first and foremost a sword, what kind of emergencies do you encounter, just sharpen iron like clay, is it not a sharp weapon?

"Okay, I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do, and the province is looking red here, and if you don't eat, hurry up and eat." ”

Looking at Wucha's beautiful appearance, Ye Huang was jealous for a while, even Wu Cha found the treasure, and his Xuanyuan sword didn't even find a single hair, so it was strange that Ye Huang was not depressed.

Closing the door and returning to his private room, Ye Huang accompanied Nangong Qingyin to watch TV for a while, and after talking for a while, it was late. Accompanying Nangong Qingyin to dinner, Ye Huang was thinking about whether to go out to have some fun at night, when a phone call from the National Security Bureau interrupted Ye Huang's thoughts.

The call was from the director of the Hong Kong office of the National Security Bureau, his name was Xu Hui, and he was a protégé of the old man Tang of Yanjing.

The latter told Ye Huang a piece of news that moved Ye Huang, who was originally calm.

"Okay, I'll be over in half an hour, Brother Xu, thank you. With that, Ye Huang hung up the phone and got up with a somewhat gloomy face.

"What's the matter, you're going to get out?"

Nangong Qingyin, who had just come out of the bathroom after taking a bath, saw Emperor Ye get up and asked.

"Well, there's something I'm going to investigate, and it's about your sister. Looking at Nangong Qingyin, Emperor Ye had tenderness on his face, as if he saw another person from her posture, Nangong Wind Chime.

In the phone call just now, Xu Hui told him that Shi Yuan seemed to know some secrets about the killing of Nangong Wind Chime, although Ye Huang wondered why the other party knew, but he was still ready to go over to see what was going on, after all, the death of Feng Chime back then was indeed the figure of the Sun Country.

"Then you go quickly. Nangong Qingyin was stunned for a moment when she heard that it was about her sister, and then urged.

"Well, I'll be back in two hours at most, don't call your grandfather yet, the news may not be accurate. ”

"I know, you go. Nodding, Nangong Qingyin agreed, and Emperor Ye nodded and pushed the door away.

Half an hour later, Ye Huang rushed to the Hong Kong office of the National Security Bureau in the New Territories, and after several checks, Ye Huang finally sat in the office in Xuhui.

"Brother Xu. ”

"Brother Ye, you're here. That's right, just now when we were interrogating this Ishihara, this old ghost jumped out and said this, you listen, this is a recording. With that, Xu Hui walked to the computer and turned on the recording.

"Ha Lu haha, what the emperor of the killer, what the personnel of the National Security Bureau, they are all bullshit, they don't even know how their women died, who killed them, if you want to know the news from my mouth, let the emperor of the killers come, others, I would rather die than never say!" If it weren't for the fact that this person was the heinous Shi Yuan, the person who had just cursed Lin Anqi, Emperor Ye really thought that this old boy was a martyr who would rather die than give in.

"That's all, this Ishihara was forced by us to ask for a whole afternoon, and he vomited blood from the fight, and he didn't say a word, the bushido spirit of the Sun Country is not Gaide. Xu Hui turned off the recording and sighed, his eyes were looking at Ye Huang, a young man who had already been passed on by God in the military world.

Not only the military circles, but also the National Security Bureau and other parties have some gossip about Ye Huang.

Looking at Ye Huang, who was even thinner than himself in front of him, it was difficult for Xu Hui to associate him with the person who had many titles.

The Emperor of Killers, the holder of the Dragon Ring of Long Yan, and the heir of the Ye family, each of them is extremely heavy.

Especially the first two, Xu Hui knows how much weight they have.

As an official of the National Security Bureau, Xu Hui has to deal with the killer industry all the year round, so he naturally understands the ranking of the killer in the industry, and he didn't expect that the killer emperor who claimed to be in the top ten and couldn't die from the second to the eleventh siege would be such a thin young man.

However, Xu Hui would not despise the other party because Emperor Ye was thin, he knew very well that there were many incomprehensible things in this world, and Emperor Ye in front of him was one of them.

"Didn't you get anything out of the afternoon?"

"No, this Ishihara is much more difficult than we imagined!" Shaking his head, Xu Hui was a little depressed, this is not the first time he has interrogated a prisoner, but this is the first time he has encountered a situation like today, and all kinds of means have been used, the latter still gritted his teeth, obviously in pain, but still did not speak.

"Hmph! Bullshit samurai, this Ishihara Bacheng has put a spell on himself, so that he can't say it, some of the people of the Sun Country I've seen are not as tight-mouthed as we imagined, let's go, go and see. With a sneer, Ye Huang pushed the door out.

Later, when Xu Hui heard Ye Huang say this, he suddenly realized.

A minute later, the two arrived at the place where Ishihara was being held.

Although he had been mentally prepared, Ye Huang was still taken aback by the scene in front of him, this Shi Yuan was like a living dead, his long gray hair was scattered, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, so he was tied there like a cross, as if he could only breathe half a breath.

Looking at him like this, Emperor Ye knew that this person must have cursed too much and consumed too much yang life to lead to the current situation.

I don't know if the reason why Ye Huang entered the sound or induction, Ye Huang just stood still, this Shi Yuan raised his head, a pair of resentful eyes looked at Ye Huang through the gray emanation, and the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a demonic sneer, like the evil ghost seen in the movie.

"Hey, hey, hey...... If you still come, I will know that you will come back, and you want to know how your woman died, right?"

"I don't want to!" Ye Huang's answer made Ishihara on the cross stunned, and his smile disappeared directly.

"For what?"

"I'll ask you if you're going to say, so it's better not to ask. Ye Huang agreed.

"And what are you doing here?"

"Get you on your way!"