Chapter 984: Pure Jun Divine Sword (II)

Zhang Daquan likes to study ancient swords the most in his life, and he boasts that his attainments in this area can beat him no more than a slap, and he naturally has dabbled in various inscriptions engraved on the sword, especially the text of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he recognized the bird seal inscription on the sword in this sword at a glance, Chunjun, how is it possible?

Speaking of the origin of the Chunjun sword, it is very famous, according to legend, this is the sword casting ancestor Ou Yezi spent a whole ten years to cast the peerless divine soldier, a generation of sword casting masters in the pure Jun sword cast on the day of exhaustion and death, this sword has become a real swan song.

Legend has it that the pure Jun sword is not cast by Ou Yezi alone, it is a divine sword cast by heaven and man, legend has it that when the master Ou Yezi cast the sword, he was born with a vision, ten thousand thunders rolled down, and the essence of heaven and earth he picked was completed.

Pure Jun Sword is a legendary sword, later fell into the hands of King Goujian, legend has it that someone is willing to use a thousand horses, two cities in exchange for a pure Jun sword, the result was rejected by King Yue, this is a noble sword, since the death of King Yue has no news. A divine sword that had been lost for thousands of years now appeared in front of him, Zhang Daquan was naturally incredulous, and when he saw the inscription, he was stunned.

Smack! Zhang Daquan slapped two big mouths on his old face with his backhand, the old man obviously had enough strength, his face was red at that time, and ten staggered finger prints were clearly visible.

Xu Qing ignored Zhang Daquan beside him, and concentrated on peeling off the shell wrapped around the ancient sword, first cutting off the shells on the spine of the sword on both sides, and then the layer of skin on the blade only needed to be flicked off, to be honest, it was much more difficult than peeling the sugarcane skin, because it was flat.

Tang Dashao on the side was also stunned, his eyes unblinkingly watched Xu Qing peel off a thick shell of the ancient sword in his hand, showing its true face, and the metal shell peeled off from the sword fell into a pile.

It took about a quarter of an hour to completely peel off the shell on the ancient sword, Xu Qing wiped the blade of the sword with his sleeve, and then handed the Murazheng Demon Sword in his hand to Tang Guobin, but his hand was stiff for a minute, Tang Dashao didn't mean to reach out to catch it at all, and a pair of eyes flashing with scorching light stared at the ancient sword that was born.

"Brother, do you want this knife?" Xu Qing flashed Tang Dashao's angry glance, and simply threw the village knife to the ground, grabbed the scabbard and put the Chunjun sword into it.

Alas, Tang Dashao actually sighed in unison with Zhang Daquan, and the moment the Chunjun sword was returned to the sheath also pulled their wandering thoughts back, and they didn't know what to say except for sighing, maybe they were envious of Xu Qing's good luck.

Tang Dashao bent down and picked up the Murazheng demon knife and put it aside, stretched out his hand to Xu Qingyi with a strange smile and said, "Stinky boy, baby bring it to my brother for long eyes." ”

"Ahh It's best to take it to the toilet and look at it slowly, so as not to give up. Xu Qing happily handed the ancient sword to Tang Dashao, and snorted at the door of the hall.

Tang Dashao turned his head and saw a middle-aged Chinese man in a suit leading three Japanese men in black yukata into the hall.

Middle-aged Chinese is the host of this antique sword appreciation meeting, Xiao Gongyun, the owner of Gu Yun Zhai, used to like to wear navy blue robes, I don't know why he changed into a straight handmade suit today, he came to host Xu Qing out of thin air to have a sense of intimacy, remember the first time he came here to pan for gold, it was also the famous brother of the Jiangcheng antique industry who was hosting, and it seemed to bring him good luck.

The three Japanese are all about forty years old, with a Mediterranean Sea on the top of their heads, a pair of clogs under their feet, and a stumbling sound when they walk, two of them carry a long wooden box in their hands, these three guys have one thing in common, they are all goldfish, and their eyes are turned up when they walk, and they are initially estimated to see if there is fly feces on the ceiling of the study.

The empty-handed Japanese man had a handful of mustaches, his cheeks were thin and not half of his flesh remained, his cheekbones were high and prominent, and a pair of chestnut eyes clearly bulged out of his sockets, which was simply beautified by comparing him to a goldfish, and that looked like a thin toad looking up at the sky.

Tang Dashao glanced at the three arrogant Japanese, pursed his lips and lowered his voice and said: "These three are the little devils who came to show off this time, the one with a sanitary beard is called Inoue Saburo, and the two knives used to show off are in his collection, and I heard that there is also a village masa among them." ”

Xu Qing glanced at the two long wooden boxes casually, and smiled disappreciatively: "It doesn't matter, if he takes it out to show off, you will go up and slap your face, no matter if he is crooked." ”

The eye of perspective saw two katanas through the wooden box, the style was simple, it was this thing that looked long and narrow, it was a little childish, and Xu Qing also saw that one of the katana had a patched crack near the jaw of the sword, although the surface was cleverly repaired, but the internal structure has been completely destroyed, it is worth mentioning that this katana has a layer of white gas attached to the surface, if it is not repaired, it can indeed be called a good knife.

Tang Dashao grabbed the village knife with his backhand and stuffed it into Xu Qing's hand, and said angrily: "Help my brother take it first, go to the toilet." Xu Qing nodded and smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Tang Shao, can I go to the toilet with you?" Zhang Daquan on the side has been holding back for a long time, and now his heart is like a kitten's paw scratching, and he can't wait to appreciate this legendary sword.

Tang Dashao said generously: "Okay, it's really hard to ask for you to go to the toilet with me, just to help me grow my eyes." ”

Ahem-Xu Qing almost didn't choke to death by the smoke, these two are too, they have long eyes when they go to the toilet, I don't know what kind of eyes they have? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh again.

Tang Dashao swung a fist and smashed it on his shoulder, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, disgusting brother, stay honest, brother will let Qiu Huzi bring refreshments later." ”

Zhang Daquan also picked up the bronze sword on the side and put it beside Xu Qing, and said with a smile: "Little brother, please help me take a look at this piece of broken copper, thank you." ”

Looking at the old man and the young man walking towards the toilet with their shoulders on their backs, Xu Qing casually picked up the bronze sword left by Zhang Daquan and looked at it, the sword is about fifty centimeters long, the sword body and sword stem are complete, and there is a uniform lattice pattern on the sword body, this kind of sword is generally popular in the Spring and Autumn Period, and if it is genuine, the value cannot be underestimated.

Chunjun sword is also a famous sword in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, according to legend, it is made of copper and tin and other metal materials, but compared to this bronze sword, the sharp value is not the same, I really don't understand what method Ou Yezi used thousands of years ago to cast these hair-blowing and hair-cutting iron like mud of the world, and some things have forever become an unexplainable mystery in the long river of history.