"It's in your hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wei Wei'an smiled at Qin Jun.

"In my hands?" Qin Jun shook the small wooden box in his hand and said in surprise.

"Yes. The text says that the legendary fish intestine sword is kept in this box. Vivien nodded.

"Is there any explanation on how this little wooden box should be opened?" Qin Jun continued to ask.

"Fill the bronze with fish blood, and then put the small wooden box in it, and after the fish blood boils, the small wooden box can naturally be easily opened." Wei Wei was a little puzzled and said: "Why can this small wooden box be opened after boiling it with fish blood, what kind of scientific principle is this?" ”

Qin Jun shook his head with a smile and said, "Our ancestors of Huaxia don't know what scientific principles are. ”

Although the stream at the bottom of the valley was more than ten meters away from the rocky platform, it was not a difficult task for Qin Jun.

In less than half an hour, Qin Jun filled the bronze tripod with the blood of the slaughtered fish, and the remaining fish meat was kept and hung on the stone roof to be dried for food.

"Aren't we too superstitious?" Wei Wei'an squatted beside Qin Jun, blinked his curious blue eyes, and said, "It's the first time I've heard that boiled fish blood still has this kind of use. ”

"Whatever. Try it and you'll find out. "Qin Jun knows very well that there are some things in the 5,000-year-old inheritance of the Huaxia Kingdom that cannot be explained by modern scientific principles.

The thermal conductivity effect of the bronze tripod is not bad, and it didn't take long for the fish blood in the tripod to begin to churn and bubble.

Vivian couldn't stand the strong, pungent fishy smell and ducked to the side.

Qin Jun carefully put the small wooden box in his hand into the tumbling bronze tripod.

After the small wooden box was placed in the bronze tripod filled with fish blood, nothing strange happened, but it sank to the bottom with a bang.

The small wooden box is wooden, while the fish blood is liquid. It stands to reason that the small wooden box should float on the liquid, not sink. At the moment, the small wooden box is not floating on the liquid surface, which means that the density of the small wooden box is much larger than that of ordinary wood.

Qin Jun squatted quietly next to the bronze tripod, observing the changes inside without blinking.

Bubbles continue to rise from the bottom and explode on the surface of the fish's blood. After a while, a corner of the small wooden box sunk to the bottom of the fish's blood was revealed.

Qin Jun couldn't help but be surprised, it was not that the small wooden box was floating, but that the blood in the bronze tripod was rapidly decreasing.

Judging by the rate at which the blood decreases, it does not seem to be due to high temperatures that evaporate. It's more like this small wooden box absorbing the fish blood inside the bronze tripod.

The blood of the fish became less and less, and the color of the small wooden box turned bright red blood.

When the last trace of fish blood in the bronze tripod disappeared, the color of the surface of the small wooden box also became bright red.

Syllable!

A crisp sound came, Qin Jun's face was overjoyed, and he used a dagger to pick out the hot small wooden box from the burning red bronze tripod.

After the high temperature on the small wooden box dissipated, Qin Jun picked up the small wooden box and strained his hands slightly.

Click------

A heart-pounding sound was heard, and the small wooden box was finally opened.

I saw a dazzling light burst out from between the cracks in the small wooden box, and an ancient divine soldier that had been silent for thousands of years appeared in front of Qin Jun's eyes.

"Damn, it's exactly the same as the imitation that Uncle Yan gave me." Qin Jun's eyes widened, and with an excited expression, he took out a dagger that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

It is familiar because it is an imitation of the fish intestine dagger that Qin Jun has used for a long time, and it is unfamiliar because this genuine fish intestine sword has a very different feel and texture from the imitation.

The spotless blade is crystal clear throughout, and although it has been precipitated for thousands of years, it is still as clean as new. The shape of the blade is simple, but he doesn't know what material it is made of, and with the short and concise fish intestine sword in his hand, Qin Jun feels that he is not holding a regular dagger, but a heavy piece of iron.

The sharp blade flashes with a terrifying chill from time to time. Qin Jun took the fish intestine sword in his hand and turned it around.

Buzz Buzz------

With the swing of Qin Jun's hand, the fish intestine sword easily pierced the surrounding air, making a shocking sound.

It is worthy of the ancient gods!!

Qin Jun felt that the fish intestine sword here was not only extremely sharp, but when held in his hand, it was more like holding a spiritual living being, and from time to time it exuded a cold killing intent from the blade body.

Suddenly, Qin Jun felt a huge suction force coming from the blade of the fish intestines, and the warm current in his body uncontrollably surged towards the dagger-wielding right hand.

What's going on? It actively absorbs those precious warm currents in the body.

Qin Jun was shocked, and immediately let go of his hand, wanting to shake off the fish intestines, but the fish intestines were tightly attached to his palm like maggots on tarsal bones, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't leave half a point.

Worst!

Qin Jun felt that a large amount of warm current was like turning on a tap of a tap and was actually absorbed by fish intestines. His face became paler and paler, the warm current flowed more and more, and his whole body had begun to tremble with fatigue.

It's over, you won't be sucked into a dry corpse by this ferocious ancient divine soldier, right?

Just when Qin Jun was dizzy for a while, and the warm current in his body was about to be exhausted, he suddenly stopped overflowing.

Suddenly, a wonderful sensation spread from the right hand holding the fish intestine to the brain.

At this moment, Qin Jun seemed to feel that the fish intestines in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body. There is an indescribable familiarity to the familiarity.

Slash, pick, thrust.

Qin Jun brandished his dagger and made all kinds of hearty killing moves, the sound of the whirring wind kept ringing in his ears, and the sound of crackling air currents being cut was endless.

After receiving the recruitment, Qin Jun stood on the ground, looking at the fish intestine sword in his hand with affection, his eyes flashing with a scorching light. He was very sure that the dagger in his hand could easily cut off the previous imitation, and those top ten daggers in the world that were respected by the military community were not worth mentioning in front of it.

"I look like I've seen you use this dagger before." Wei Wei'an looked at the dagger in Qin Jun's hand with some curiosity. She was a girl, so naturally she didn't have much interest in these sharp weapons, even though it was an ancient divine weapon.

"Hmmm! The previous one was just an imitation, but this one is a genuine fish intestine sword. Qin Jun flicked the blade of the knife and made a crisp sound.

"Tut-tut! That's a very precious artifact. Vivien didn't pay much attention to the sword, but crouched down to study the small wooden box that had turned blood-red.

"Qin Jun, come and see, there seems to be a map engraved in this small wooden box." Vivian seemed to have noticed something and said in surprise.