"Zhang Yilong, it's this bronze sword." Mo Wanting immediately took out the sword carefully, because the bronze sword was huge, she was a weak woman who didn't have much strength, so she couldn't lift it with one hand, and only two hands barely took it out of the box, and when the things were placed on the table, I saw that her pretty face was flushed, and her breathing was a little short, so it was conceivable that she had just spent a lot of effort.

"Nice, pretty!" Zhang Yilong couldn't help but admire.

Although he had seen the bronze sword in Mo Wanting's hand through perspective before, this time he was watching it up close, and it was open-minded, and he was able to calm down and take a look.

When he observed it again, Zhang Yilong couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise, as if it was the first time he saw it, with an inexplicable sense of freshness.

"Thank you." Seeing that Zhang Yilong was a little excited after seeing his sword, Mo Wanting was naturally very happy, and introduced with a smile, "This sword has no major shortcomings, it has a complete scabbard, the scabbard and the patterns on the fitness and other decorations are relatively clear, and there is no obvious patina." Zhang Yilong, have you ever seen this kind of bronze sword before? This sword was bought by a friend of mine from an auction house in London, England for a high price, and he later gave it to me, and I have kept it to this day. To tell you the truth, apart from you and a few other Tibetan friends, I haven't shown it to anyone else. I don't have much research on bronze swords, but I think it's pretty good. I think your eyesight is very good, please help me palm my eyes. ”

"Miss Mo, you are too modest." Zhang Yilong hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's rare to see such a good sword!" It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful bronze sword with my own eyes. Don't dare to take it as a palm, everyone learns from each other. ”

He told the truth, such a beautiful bronze sword, Zhang Yilong has seen it, it is strange, I have heard that "Yue Wang Goujian Sword" is "the world's first bronze sword", but he has never had the opportunity to see it in person, but now he saw Mo Wanting's bronze giant sword, and it seems that he only thinks that Yue Wang Goujian Sword is nothing more than that.

Whether it is the shape or the surface decoration is impeccable, it is simply flawless, if it is not for his own eyes, that Zhang Yilong can't believe that a sword spanning thousands of years can be so well preserved, which shows how sophisticated its casting process is.

"This is no ordinary bronze sword!" Zhang Yilong secretly judged.

"Miss Mo, can I get started and take a look?" Zhang Yilong couldn't help but plead.

"Of course!" Mo Wanting nodded her head without hesitation and said, "You can watch it casually." But be careful, this sword is a bit heavy, and it's still sharp when you draw it, but don't hurt your hand. ”

"I'll take notice. Thank you so much. Zhang Yilong said a little excitedly, then he stood up and took out a pair of white sanitary gloves from his pocket to put them on.

Then, Zhang Yilong took a few steps closer and excitedly stretched out his hand to stroke the sword.

The touch is very strong, and when the sword is in his hands, Zhang Yilong only feels that there is an indescribable feeling, which is very wonderful.

After all, it is a treasure that has lasted for thousands of years, and the atmosphere of ancient charm is extremely strong, and people can't help but recall the ancient times as soon as they get close.

The scabbard of the bronze sword is covered with exquisite painted patterns, and after thousands of years, the pattern has not obviously fallen off and is incomplete, which proves that the ancient Chinese coloring technology is invaluable.

"Miss Mo, this should be a two-handed sword, right?" Zhang Yilong said while admiring it in detail, "This sword is definitely not light. ”

"Well, it's not light." Mo Wanting said with a smile, "Zhang Yilong, why don't you pick it up and try it." I didn't play with this much, but it should suit you very well, didn't you just say that you prefer to collect ancient swords? ”

"Well, yes." Zhang Yilong nodded and said, "Then I'll pick it up and take a look." Can you pull out the sword again and take a look? ”

Mo Wanting replied without thinking: "No problem, I said you can watch it casually, don't be polite." It's a great fate for everyone to get together and exchange collecting experiences with each other, let alone with a great collector like you. ”

Zhang Yilong said: "You have won the prize, you are the big collector." ”

He said this from the bottom of his heart, because he could see that Mo Wanting was not an ordinary collector, and it was definitely not easy for him to have such a big deal.

Saying that, Zhang Yilong picked up the bronze sword with both hands, and carefully picked it up, his hand was heavy, I am afraid that it weighs dozens of catties, and he can't hold it at all with a small wrist, even if he can barely hold it, he can't move.

However, he knew that the ancient soldiers were burly and powerful, and this was a two-handed sword, so they naturally wielded it freely when they wielded it.

After picking up the sword and seriously inspecting it for a long time, Zhang Yilong greeted the owner of the sword, Mo Wanting, again, and immediately grabbed the beautifully decorated hilt with one hand, and held the scabbard with the other, and slowly pulled it back.

"Choking~~"

Suddenly, a crisp and long voice sounded, and Zhang Yilong finally pulled the sword out of its sheath.

At that moment, his eyes couldn't help but widen slightly, and when he looked at the sword body so closely, he only felt that the sword was exceptionally sharp.

"What a sword, what a sword, what a superb sword!" Zhang Yilong involuntarily exclaimed in his heart.

I saw that the sword body was carved with a diamond-shaped pattern, which looked neat and beautiful, and the edge of the blade was shining in addition to the cold, and the edge was exposed, and I knew how sharp it was before it was used.

At that moment, Zhang Yilong's gaze was enveloped in the entire sword, and he was a little nervous, and his gaze unconsciously penetrated the surface of the sword body and looked inside.

This is something that others can't do, it is his unique ability in treasure appreciation, he can see through, his advantages are naturally obvious, generally fake, as long as the "pulp" on the surface of the thing looks "colorful", the internal situation is not seen by the naked eye anyway, even if it is the top expert in the industry, once the surface imagination is gone, there is no way.

After some meticulous observation, Zhang Yilong concluded that there was no problem with this sword at all, it was a genuine bronze sword, and it should still be a sword weapon of the Qin Dynasty, and it was only used by generals, because only general-level people can afford to make such exquisite swords.

But that's all Zhang Yilong knows, he only knows that the bronze sword of the Qin Dynasty is a little bigger and more atmospheric than the bronze sword of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which can be glimpsed from the sword of King Goujian of Yue.

Compared with the current bronze giant sword, the Yue Wang Goujian Sword is really "a small witch"!

"Huh?!" When his gaze slowly withdrew from the inside of the sword body, suddenly, Zhang Yilong's eyes lit up.

He found something unusual, faintly visible, an inscription was engraved on a certain part of the sword body, and it was three points into the sword.

It's just that the inscription is just distributed in the slightly rusty part, which is not very obvious at first glance, and can only be seen if you look closely, but it is relatively clear under Zhang Yilong's perspective.

"What kind of text is this? Is it a small seal? This should be the legendary 'Bird Seal Script', right? Zhang Yilong stared intently, only to see that there were two lines of words written on them, evenly distributed on both sides of the blade, a total of eight words, four on each side.

Those eight characters are strangely shaped, where can Zhang Yilong recognize them, but they must contain deep meanings, just like the eight golden silk characters on the sword of King Goujian of Yue - "King Goujian of Yue, sword for manufacturing", maybe the eight hieroglyphs also indicate the origin of the sword.

"This can't be a sword used by a famous sword or a very famous person, right?!" Zhang Yilong immediately thought to himself, but he couldn't recognize the strange text, so he had to find an expert to decipher it.

"Zhang Yilong, you can give it a try."

At this moment, I only heard Mo Wanting, who was sitting on the side, greet with a smile.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Yilong came back to his senses, he immediately turned his head to look, only to see Mo Wanting put a magazine with relatively thick paper on the table.

She stared at Zhang Yilong, her eyes flickering, as if she was fanatical.

Zhang Yilong understood what she meant, and said, "Are you asking me to test the sharpness of your sword?" It's definitely sharp. If my estimation is correct, the sharpness of this sword light wheel will not be inferior to the most famous 'Yue Wang Goujian Sword'. ”

"Not necessarily." Mo Wanting smiled seriously and said, "Judgment is often biased, or the facts prevail, only if you try it yourself." ”

"Well, I'll give it a try." Zhang Yilong also nodded with interest, this is something he can't ask for, and he also wants to prove how powerful this sword is.

So he lowered his scabbard, held it in both hands, and then raised his heavy sword and cut it at the magazine.

In fact, as soon as the blade touched the cover of the magazine, it sliced down like tofu.

Immediately, Zhang Yilong lightly slashed on it, just like that, because he was afraid that he would accidentally break this table, but don't let Sister Hotaru suffer any losses for no reason.

"It's so sharp!" Zhang Yilong couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"I'll count and see how many pieces of paper have been torn." When Zhang Yilong lifted the sword, Mo Wanting's child's heart rose sharply, he hurriedly picked up the book and counted it carefully, and then reported: "It seems that nearly fifteen pieces of paper have been scratched and scratched." ”

"Awesome!!" Zhang Yilong thought, a sense of fear welled up in his heart, this effect is terrible, it is not ordinary paper, but relatively hard paper, if it is thin rice paper, the number of pieces cut will definitely be more, and the flesh and blood will be repaid when it touches it, so we can see how cruel the war was in ancient times, it was a close range of slashing and killing each other.

Zhang Yilong seems to think of the cruel surname of war in ancient times, a majestic general riding on a horse, wielding a long sword, killed a bloody path, everywhere he went, broken limbs and legs, blood and flesh flew sideways...... Just thinking about that picture, I can't help but get my blood boiling!

(To be continued)