Chapter 208: Killing the Sword
Open the coffin!
No bones were found, no other burial goods were seen.
Under the light of the flashlight, I could only clearly see that inside the coffin, there was a long sword lying quietly.
The style of the ancient sword.
The fitness is slender and broad, the blade is sharp, and under the illumination of the light, it is as bright as frost, and even these people feel that their bodies are slightly cold.
My body couldn't help but tremble a little.
The light reflected from the sword body fell on their bodies, making these people feel as if they had been stabbed by something sharp, and they were slightly stinging.
These people were not particularly appreciative people, and they could not see what artistic value this sword had.
But they could see how much the sword was worth.
All of them were wriggling in their throats.
Some famous swords in ancient times are priceless, and among some unearthed cultural relics, the swords of those well-known people are definitely priceless treasures.
In this huge coffin that looks extraordinary, there is only such a sword, and the value of this sword can be imagined, I don't know which big man's sword in history is it, but this thing is definitely sky-high when it is taken out.
Except for the one security guard who didn't know the market, the other three people, you can see the madness in each other's eyes.
got rich, this time it's really rich.
I didn't expect there to be such an unexpected gain, I originally thought that there were some other gold, silver and jade burial goods, but I didn't expect it to be such a sword, and it seems that this sword is very well preserved, and there is no trace of corrosion on the sword body.
After a few seconds of stunned thought, these people couldn't hold back any longer, and the fat man happily stretched out his hand into the coffin, trying to pick up the sword.
But when the fat man just grabbed the ancient sword, his whole body suddenly trembled, and his face looked extremely pale and bloodless.
One arm seemed to be frozen, and there was a layer of goosebumps on it.
The fingers swooped back.
"Boss, what's wrong?" The two brothers next to him hurriedly asked.
The fat man gasped slightly, barely pulled out a smile on his face, and said: "It's nothing, it's just that this sword is a little weird, it's cold to death in my hand, and I feel like my body is about to freeze."
"Damn, it's so awesome, wouldn't this sword be more valuable?" The other immediately said.
These people are not thinking about the sword itself, but about how valuable the sword is.
I have to say that people's ways of thinking are really different.
It's just that these people don't know at all that this sword is not cold, but cold.
This sword is stained with too much blood, and it can be said to be one of the most evil things in the world.
When a mortal body touches, it is doomed to disaster.
It's a pity that these people don't understand this situation at all, and the fat man stretched out his hand again after a little rest, and this time he was prepared, and he never let go, and successfully grabbed the sword.
But on the sword body, the cold aura was still surging along the palm, and the body felt colder and colder, and even the breath exhaled seemed to have turned into a layer of white mist.
"Let's go......" The fat man said quickly, before he had time to think too much.
He felt that if he stayed here, his whole body might freeze.
But with such an ancient sword, he didn't worry about letting others take it, and only by putting it on himself was the most stable.
His mind seemed to be a little confused, and in his trance, there seemed to be countless sounds of metal collisions, which were exploding in his mind, and countless terrible screams and screams were whistling in his ears.
The whole brain is in chaos, and even consciousness seems to have become a little blurry.
When they walked outside, the two companions next to them suddenly stopped.
"Big brother, since you're here, let's get some more things back, stealing one is stealing, stealing ten is stealing......" said the thin man.
"Okay, just hurry up." The fat man's eyes were constantly rolling, his body was swaying slightly, and he waved his hand impatiently.
The two men took the bag and rushed to the side excitedly, no matter how precious it was, without the slightest pity, they grabbed it and threw it into the bag, even the security guard couldn't help it, and stuffed a lot of good things into his pocket.
It's just that when these people were greedily grabbing, they didn't notice at all that the boss behind them had completely changed into a different appearance.
The palm of the hand that grabbed the ancient sword was trembling constantly, and the entire arm had completely turned into a sieve, and his face was pale and a little scary.
On the front door, the green tendons burst open, and the faces were constantly squirming.
On the whole face, only the pair of eyes, showing a sickly crimson, looked like a terrible ghost, which was chilling.