Mu Wan tried his best to take his movements lightly, but he was too anxious, and the movement was still very loud. She almost broke down the door, and Dai Luan, who had not yet rested, sat at the table and trembled. She squeezed one of her raised feet against a bench with her buttocks, and in such surprise that her knee hit the edge of the table. The only candlestick shook violently, and the whole room went on and out. Ignoring the pain, Dai Luan quickly reached out and stabilized the candlestick, and the melted wax splashed on her hand, burning her again.

"Hiss-it hurts, it hurts, what's the trouble!"

Dai Luan didn't know whether to cover her hands or legs first. The tips of her fingers were still stained with black mud, and there was an open plaster on the table. Mu Wan muttered before entering the door and asked her why she didn't sleep so late.

"My ears hurt!" Dai Luan glanced at her, and she closed her voice, "It's so itchy." Shanhai said that wound healing is like this. A little quiet, and everyone else fell asleep. ”

"Where did you come from?"

"Before leaving, Gao Yuejun gave it, and told me that it could stop itching and remove scars."

“…… When? Anyway, you dare to use what she gives you. ”

"You were the first to leave, and we didn't react. This is what she stuffed me after you left, before I left. And what's not to dare to use this? I actually think she's pretty good and won't hurt me......"

"No matter how you say it, it's something that comes from an unknown source...... Are your legs and hands alright? ”

"Wow, why don't you ask me if my ears are wrong, this is what you have given you."

It's a question worth exploring in detail, but Mu Wan can't wait to see the package. Dai Luan also noticed the strange shape she had brought back from nowhere, and she closed the medicine bottle and came over to look at it. In the faint light of the candle, Mu Wan unfolded the thick cloth layer by layer. The cloth has been going on for a long time, and the more she goes inside, the newer it becomes, but she still notices the familiar patterns in it.

"What the hell is this?"

"It was sent from the Snow Yan Valley...... Hazuki-kun brought it. ”

"Hazuki-kun? When? Just now? Dai Luan slapped her, "Why didn't you tell me!" ”

"I know you say that. I also asked, and she seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere else, except to deliver something, and didn't have time to greet us. Don't rush yet, I'll have to see what this is. Yes...... Look at this cloth. ”

"What's wrong? Floral cloth. It looks pretty old. ”

"This is the mattress I used when I was a kid. Look here, there's still a puddle of saliva that hasn't been washed off......"

"Are you sure it's not the middle of the night......"

"Sure, shut up."

"This is also kept? I'm getting a new one every few months......"

Mu Wan couldn't help but give her back the white eyes from before.

"What do rich children know? We were very poor. It was originally a snow canopy for my mother, with a soft lining, and she later changed it into a coat for my brother. At that time, it was even more bitter, and he didn't have a choice, he didn't like this flower. Later, I couldn't wear it, so I changed it into a small mattress for the newborn me. Yes...... This layer of cloth seems to be a quilt. It's been broken for a long time, and my mother has been sewn and deformed, and I can't cover it. Later, I asked her to lose it and refused, so I stuffed it in the box to take up space. ”

Dai Luan became more and more incomprehensible.

"So...... Your mother is in Snow Yan Valley and sent you a bed of old cloth? Which play is this? ”

"I don't know ......"

Mu Wan was still unpacking the package layer by layer. As the outside gets thinner, the hard stuff inside is revealed. Dai Luan turned her head sideways, and suddenly found a crooked envelope on the ground, I don't know which layer it was caught on and fell out.

"This is a letter from your mother, right?" Dai Luan bent down to pick it up.

Mu Wan's originally busy hand suddenly stopped. She took the letter from Dai Luan and glanced at it.

"That's not right...... My mother can't read a few words, and this cover says that it was written by Chi Li. ”

"I just saw it, but maybe she ghostwrote it."

Mu Wan hesitated, glanced at most of the unwrapped packages on the table, and then looked at the letter in his hand.

"Then, you can help me open it, and I'll see what is written in the letter. You have to be careful, they wrap it so tightly, I guess it's something valuable. ”

"Okay."

Mu Wan hurriedly pushed the package over and hurriedly opened the envelope. I don't know why, when she saw those delicate words, she was quite calm. But when she was about to open the envelope, she felt a palpable sense of unease. It was very difficult to send her a letter, and since in the past, she had only written it to Guri. After all, when the reply came, she didn't know where to go. Therefore, it must be very important, very important, to be able to bring something to her hand along with what objects can be sent to her by the six realms of impermanence.

Shaking hands open the envelope, there were two pieces of paper. She swept the first one and the final payment was written by Chi Li herself. If you glance at the beginning on the right, there are only four big characters in the first column.

See the words as they are.

While Mu Wan was reading, Dai Luan opened the bag. She complained as she untied them, saying that the cloth was either too cumbersome or tied too tightly, and that it was simply a pile of dead knots. These bumps are all over the package, which plays a role in cushioning and protecting the contents inside, but it is painful for the person who unpacks it. Dai Luan's hands hurt so much that she wanted to take a pair of big scissors and cut them all.

Dismantling and dismantling, Dai Luan slowed down.

"That...... I said, it's a sword, right? Dai Luan gestured, "But it's not long, it's definitely not an umbrella." ”

"It's a sword...... No, not a sword! ”

Mu Wan's voice trembled, and Dai Luan couldn't help but look at her. It wasn't just her lips that trembled, but the hands, or the whole arm. Mu Wan was very excited, her face was a little pale, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad, she only knew that she was very abnormal. She was shaking so hard that Dai Luan could hear that she was trying to calm down.

Dai Luan couldn't guess what was written in the letter, but Mu Wan suddenly slapped the two pieces of paper on the table, pulled the cloth bag over, and wanted to untie it quickly. As the saying goes, she can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and the more anxious she is, the more disorganized her hands are. Dai Luan hurriedly snatched the package back.

"Alright, okay, I'll do it. Have you read the letter? ”

"Not yet. Hurry up, hurry up and solve ......"

"Got it, got it—"

Obviously, it's a knife or a sword. The length is longer than the dagger, and it should be a flank. These cloths fit very well in the end, which shows that they are carefully wound. She unfastened the layer that fit best, and it was still covered with strips of cloth. These strips of cloth look very old, dark gray, but there is no dust, but there is a strong sense of history. It looks like it's breaking apart – it's actually pretty sturdy. When Dai Luan wanted to untie it, she found that she couldn't pull it at all. Then she realized that the strip of cloth was also part of the wakicha.

If you look closely, you can see that there are some fine words written on the strip of cloth. They were long, strange symbols, written in a spiral around the entire sheath of the waki, even as they skimmed over the borders of the strips of cloth and a few clinging charms. It was written in a very thin pen, and it was almost unrecognizable without sticking it to the eye, only thinking that it was some dotted lines. If you look closer, the characters seem to be written in cinnabar, but because of the ancient age, even the colors are not easy to recognize. However, the symbols are still intact and have not faded or been destroyed. Dai Luan couldn't recognize a single word, the distorted, nematode-like thing, as if it didn't belong to any kind of writing in the world.

Let's talk about those spells. It used to be white, but again, because of time, it turned dull and yellow, but they weren't ruined either, just old. She hadn't seen the runes on it either. Several charms were tightly attached to the sheath, as if fused into a strip of cloth. And those fine words hastily circled them like strings.

The handle is even more incredible. I don't know if it's wood or metal, but it's somewhere in between. The metal skin inlaid on it is very mottled, but the lines are still clearly recognizable. It's just that those lines are too strange to be beautiful. Generally speaking, there is a symmetry in the pattern of the handle and the blade, even if it is not symmetrical, there is a special pattern law. But there was no such thing as a wedge, and Dai Luan couldn't tell whether the pattern was grass, trees, birds, beasts, or clouds, but felt that it seemed to have fallen into strong acid, and it had been corroded into irregular, ugly bumps. But if you look closely, you can detect the traces of serious carving. To put it another way, it's like "talking nonsense in a serious way".

Where the tassels should have been decorated, there are a string of small round bells, the color of which is like gilt. Lift it up to make the sound of a swarm flapping its wings.

"Mu Wan, this knife is too strange." Dai Luan looked back and forth, "I've never seen this workmanship before." Eh, why can't you pull it out...... Is it rusty, so it's stuck inside? Come and see, what kind of craft is this? ”

Mu Wan didn't answer for a long time, she thought she was still reading the letter. She fiddled with it for a long time and couldn't get the knife out of its sheath, so she gave up. It's not impossible to say brute-force cracking, but she's worried that it won't be possible to pay if it breaks.

Mu Wan still didn't move, and Dai Luan put down the knife and looked at her. It turned out that she had finished reading, and her hands stiffened to frame the two thin sheets of paper. She shouted twice, but Mu Wan still didn't move, as if the paper was heavy and it was already difficult to carry. Her gaze kept on the front without blinking. At this moment, her hands did not tremble at all, but Dai Luan suspected that she had stopped breathing.

“…… Ha ha. ”

She suddenly laughed dryly, which made Dai Luan's heart furious.

"Hmm, can I take a look?"

Seeing that Mu Wan didn't react, Ah Luan tried to pull out the paper from her hand and read it by the last light of the short candle.

Glancing at the first half, Dai Luan was shocked. She suddenly understood why Mu Wan had reacted so much. The first half of the letter was very ordinary, casually talking about the current situation in the valley, and everything was in order. Then he said that Chi Li was going to move the grave of his mother, and when he pried open the old grave of his mother next to the head of the house, in addition to a woman's hand bones, there was also a handful of coercion.

"It's the Demon Sealing Blade, the Demon Sealing Blade, Mu Wan!" Her voice was hard to suppress, "Oh my God! It turns out that your master really knows where it is, and he has hidden it! Does Frost Moon know? Did they negotiate it? I actually sent it to you, it's great......"

No wonder that the threat can't be pulled out. If it is a demon sword forged by Shura, everything can be explained. She patted Mu Wan's arm twice excitedly, but she didn't react. So Dai Luan continued to look down.

It's an obituary.

Before she could see who it was, the candle flame on the table burned out twice. At the same time, Mu Wan suddenly fell out of his chair.

"What's wrong with you? Wake up! What's going on? Someone, someone—"

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