"It seems that you are a little distressed, young man, can you talk to me, an old man?"

Just when Zhou Lu was still immersed in the memories of his previous life, and his brain was so swollen that he covered his head and made a slight painful sound, a very kind man's voice came from beside him, and the kind voice in this life finally broke Zhou Lu out of the memory of his previous life and looked sideways.

I saw that the person who spoke just now was an old man with a little gray hair, but his spirit was very strong, and his ruddy cheeks could not see any old posture that had entered 10,000 years, and the other party was looking at Zhou Lu who was covering his faintly painful head with a very kind smile.

"No, nothing, this ...... You don't have to worry too much, old man. After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Lu didn't know what to call the other party for a while, although the person in front of him had been in the human body for ten thousand years, but the full spirit did not show old age at all, and after thinking about it for a long time, he decided to call it by seniority.

After speaking, Zhou Lu was about to leave here quickly and immediately, but the words of the kind old man behind him made him stop leaving: "Young man, you and this sword and the woman in this painting seem to have an inseparable relationship, don't you want to untie this fate?" ”

"Master." After the old man said this, Zhou Lu's title had already changed, and he turned around and faced it with a respectful attitude, and asked suspiciously: "May I ask the master, does a person really have a past life?" ”

"If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not." Answering a very 'panacea' answer, the old man smiled kindly at Zhou Lu, turned around and walked deeper into the museum, and said, "If you want to find the answer you want, then come along, because that answer is in your heart." ”

After thinking about it, Zhou Lu didn't believe that the kind old man in front of him would be unfavorable to him. And just sensing the other party's skills from the breath is definitely not as strong as his own, thinking of this, Zhou Lu naturally followed the other party's figure and walked to the deeper part of the museum.

After seeing Zhou Lu follow, the old man nodded secretly, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a call, and when someone answered the phone, he put it in his ear and said, "Go and take out the items in the No. 153 exhibition cabinet." Bring it to my room, and remember that it's best to be careful when taking out that item, try to wrap it in a white cloth and bring it over, and it's best not to let it touch your skin, because it's not something you can touch at will. ”

Following the old man, Zhou Lu and the other party came to a room in the deepest part of the museum, only to see that this room was actually a study, and directly opposite the gate was a courtyard with ponds and various rockery decorations. After the old man entered the room with Zhou Lu, he sat down on a fine wooden chair, poured two cups of tea, stretched out his hand, and motioned for Zhou Lu to sit down as well.

"Sorry to interrupt." Suddenly invited by others, and he actually really followed, Zhou Lu couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, smiled and nodded, came to the opposite bench and sat down, and then folded his hands and said respectfully: "Please also ask the master for guidance." A ...... alone Is there really a past life? ”

"That's a question of your own heart, young man." The old man took a sip of tea. Pointing to Zhou Luxin's position and saying, but the content of the answer made Zhou Lu feel that the other party was not answering what he was asking, and just when he wanted to ask something, the other party spoke.

"Reincarnation is a word that is difficult to describe scientifically, when a person dies and enters reincarnation, they will drink the Meng Po soup given by Meng Po in front of the Nai He Bridge. Forget the past, but deep in a person's soul, it is difficult to forget the unforgettable things. ”

"Young man, you have a relationship with the sword and the woman in the painting, but if you don't have the opportunity to meet and know each other in this life, then you will end up just passing by, and looking back five hundred times in the past life can only be exchanged for a chance to pass by in this life."

"Taught." The old man's words suddenly made Zhou Lu suddenly brighten. At this moment, the door was opened, and a burly middle-aged man in casual clothes walked in, only to see the other party walking out with a handful of long items wrapped tightly, bowing to the old man and saying, "Curator, I sent you what you wanted." ”

When he heard that the old man in front of him was actually the director of this museum, Zhou Lu was suddenly surprised, but the curator just smiled kindly at him and said to the middle-aged man who came in: "Thank you Xiao Wu, put the things on the table, and you can leave." ”

"Got it." Nodding to the curator with a stern expression, the middle-aged man placed the long strip of object wrapped in cloth in his hand on the table between the two, and then nodded respectfully and left the room.

"...... are you?" Unconsciously, Zhou Lu's tone and title changed again, but the curator gestured with his head and said, "Open it, if you really have a relationship with it, you should have the power to hold it." ”

At the signal of the other party, Zhou Lu opened the layer of white cloth, and inside was actually the bronze sword that reminded him of his previous life, the excitement in his heart made him tremble and his hands were carefully lifted, and the light and warm sword body made him feel as if he was one with this sword.

"Sure enough...... You are the master of this sword. Seeing that Zhou Lu took the sword in his hand so lightly, the smile on the corner of the curator's mouth became even stronger, and he said, "Do you know the young man...... This sword used to belong to the Qin Dynasty era of the killing god Bai Qi's love sword, I remember that it was when I was twenty-five years old, which is the age of unruliness, I accidentally found it in the water of the largest natural lake at the top of the mountain during an expedition to Lishan. ”

"It's a pity that when I found it at that time, this sword was too heavy because of the murderous aura surrounding the sword, and it was difficult for ordinary people to approach it at five meters, so I had to invite the best craftsmen in the world to use Xuan Ice to create a sword box, transport it to the iceberg and freeze it, and it was not until five years later that its killing intent was completely wiped out."

"But even so, there is still no one who can hold this sword, even the best special forces are difficult to withstand the murderous aura on the sword for ten seconds, according to everyone who has held this sword, once you hold this sword, you will see the bloody battlefield thousands of years ago, and those who are not strong enough will will be crazy to be dominated by this sword."

Feeling the warm body and light weight of the bronze sword in his hand, Zhou Lu really couldn't imagine that this 'docile' sword in his hand actually had such a terrifying ability, and at this moment the door opened again, and this time it was actually a middle-aged man holding a silver-white long sword in his hand.

"You know why I called you, right?" After seeing the middle-aged man with a long sword come in, the curator asked him, and the answer was naturally that the other party nodded in understanding, and then the curator said like Zhou Lu: "Young man, if you want to get the answer, then fight for your answer." ”

"Battle!?" Before Zhou Lu could react to what the other party's 'battle' meant, the middle-aged man with a long sword in his hand had quietly come to the center of the courtyard, hugged his fist at Zhou Lu and said, "Please advise!" ”

"Young man, if you want to find that answer that belongs to you, then take up your sword and fight." Seeing Zhou Lu's stunned expression that he didn't know what he was trying to do, the curator smiled gently and said to him.

"I see." Zhou Lu himself is not the kind of mother-in-law and mother-in-law, nodded and came to the courtyard with the bronze sword in his hand, and also hugged his fist in respect of the middle-aged man in front of him, and then put on a nondescript posture.

"I'm sorry, I'm not good at using sword weapons, so please be merciful." It's not that Zhou Lu is modest, it's just that he is really not good at using weapons like long swords, and daggers are more practical for him.

The middle-aged man did not respond to Zhou Lu's words, but after the other party put on a posture, he immediately raised the sword in his hand and attacked with a slashing attack, and his swift skills made Zhou Lu hurriedly raise his sword to deal with it.

As a result, as Zhou Lu said, he is indeed not good at using sword weapons, and the indiscriminate parry of defense made the curator and the middle-aged man frown, and in the fifth move of the middle-aged man, he knocked the sword in Zhou Lu's hand away and put the sword on his neck.

"Sorry for offending." Seeing that Zhou Lu was really not good at using a sword, a rare smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and his figure quickly fell backwards to his sword, and returned it to the master's hand with his own sword.

"Young man, this sword is not an ordinary sword, he will only exert his own power when his master is truly in touch with it, and try to feel its existence."

The curator's words made Zhou Lu fall into deep thought, and then held the sword body in both hands and put it on his chest, gently closed his eyes and used the meditation technique when his grandfather taught him to learn assassination techniques in the past to feel the power of the sword in his hand.

The moment he opened his eyes, a strong coercion emanated from Zhou Lu's body, and the clothes on his body were also automatically lit up without wind, and his eyes were completely covered by scarlet blood from the original black pupils, and the blood qi that even humans could observe with the naked eye emanated from his body.

It was obviously a sunny day, but at this moment, the courtyard was bleak, but the most shocking thing for the curator and the middle-aged man was that the blood-colored mist emanating from Zhou Lu's body, and the surrounding grass and trees were all withered and decayed, and the two seemed to be behind each other, seeing a huge hideous blood-colored skeleton that was beating and laughing wildly. (To be continued......)