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For a moment, she couldn't see clearly, so she picked up the enlarged mirror and looked at the spout.

Inside, there was a small black one that looked like a box.

She picked up boiling water and soaked it in......

I saw that the box suddenly opened, and the small space seemed to have become an infinite black hole, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world, which made her a little depressed, so she hurriedly shook her head and shifted her gaze.

Then, she saw that the illusions of the hundred Buddhas of different forms appeared on the pot, and they all became hundreds of times larger, and they were constantly rotating slowly in the sky above the pot, which was extremely fantastical.

Even though this was the second time he saw it, Su Zhen still felt that this illusion was really magical, which was amazing.

How did it come to be?

Could it be the mechanism of the box?

Su Zhen took out the enlarged mirror and looked inside.

only to find that the box was slowly closing, the illusion disappeared, and then lay quietly inside.

If it weren't for the fear of destroying this magical object, Su Zhen really wanted to smash the kettle and see what the structure of the box was.

She is sure of one thing, though.

If this red gold kettle is released, the people of this world will definitely be crazy about it, and it can definitely be sold for a sky-high price.

However, she will not be made public to the world, nor will she be sold unless she is very short of money.

As soon as she let go, Zhao Niuniu immediately pounced forward, stretched out its furry paws, and hugged the kettle stubbornly, looking infatuated with an infatuation that would never be separated, "Master, master, let it sleep with me in the future." ”

Su Zhen rolled his eyes, "Okay, but you have to be responsible not to lose or damage it, and besides, you have time to study for me, what is that box inside?" ”

"Huh? It's up to you to do this difficult problem in research, you know, I'm too lazy to use my brain. ”

Zhao Niuniu said.

"Cut, why aren't you too lazy to sleep and too lazy to eat?"

Su Zhen spat on it.

Zhao Niuniu simply closed her eyes, sweetly hugged the red gold kettle and fell asleep on the table.

Su Zhen was really helpless about it, so he continued to inspect other objects.

There was nothing special about the other objects, so he continued to wrap a bag in the black oilcloth, and then threw it to the corner of the side, Fang took out the small short sword over there, looked at it very carefully, and rubbed it.

Suddenly, she saw a few words the size of ants faintly engraved in the middle of the sword.

Take a look at it with an enlarged mirror—

"Traces of Love"

These four words are engraved on the sword.

Su Zhen's breath stagnated, his fingers touched the four thin words, and his eyes were misty.

Xiao never said anything to her, not even liking it.

She also thought that he was someone who would not express such feelings.

Unexpectedly, he engraved this love on the little dagger he gave him.

This stupid thing!

Su Zhen said with a slight flat mouth, and casually cut the corner of the table with a knife.

The corner of the table looked like tofu, and the incision fell neatly to the ground.

Even after more than 3,000 years, the knife is still so useful.

The knife was caused by Dayong's special alchemy technology at that time, and generally speaking, it took at least a thousand failures to succeed.

Don't look at the knife is very short, but it is broken by blowing, sharpening iron like clay, it is a very good talisman weapon, only people from the royal family, or people who work hard, can get a reward.

Su Jin got the rare little short sword given to her by the mother, and turned around and gave it to Xiao.

Xiao was excited.

I don't know if it's because of this sword, or because it's such a precious gift from me.

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