I thought that Long Mang and this white-bearded old man would give us a lot of knowledge about the ancient legends of the Miao people, or ancient weapons and ancient metallurgy, because the security door of this exhibition hall is relatively strong, and I reserved two hours for them until the large zombie we locked up in the grand staircase conference room found here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But no.

The white-bearded old man thought that after Long Mang asked the question about "Dark Devouring", Long Mang only said, "I am a descendant of the Fengli clan." "Forgive my ignorance, I know that there are fifty-six ethnic groups in our country, but I have never heard of the ethnic group "Fengli", and didn't he say that he was Miao before? But I guess he was talking about their being the descendants of Chiyou, or maybe the branch he mentioned about creating the "Dark Devour", I wasn't very interested in these things, I was ignorant, and I wasn't a person with much curiosity.

However, after Long Mang said that he was a descendant of the Fengli clan, the white-bearded old man didn't say anything more, but said to him very politely: "Come, come and see, here are 5 collections, we have conducted a comprehensive analysis, but we can't be sure which one is the real 'Dark Devouring'." We have detected that these weapons contain many chemical elements, but according to our calculations, the combination of many chemical elements in them is actually irregular. And what makes us even more strange is that according to isotope testing, there have been at least 800 years between the creation of these weapons, but 800 years ago there was no such high-carbon steel in our country. ”

The frenzy in Long Mang's eyes gradually subsided, he walked past the five display cases one by one, and he leaned down to look at each weapon carefully, but his brow gradually furrowed, and then he sighed and said, "There is no 'dark devouring' in this. ”

The white-bearded old man looked at him in disbelief, and then turned his head to look at the foreigner, and the two of them grunted in a foreign language for a while, I dare to say that they don't speak English, although my English has long been returned to the teacher, but I often watch American dramas, and I can still hear it, at least I can hear that they don't speak English. It doesn't seem to be Russian, but it feels like Spanish and Portuguese.

While listening curiously, he heard the little reporter Zhou Lingjie in the fog say: "It's Latin, and it's also ancient Latin...... I can only understand one or two words. ”

I looked at the little reporter and couldn't help but be in awe of her, although I don't know if what she said is true or not, but I can understand a word or two in Old Latin, which is already awesome.

However, after the two old men talked, in addition to the disappointment on their faces, they also obviously had a kind of distrust of Long Mang. This is not difficult to understand, Long Mang is not an expert, everything he said is also what he claims, he said that he is a Miao person, a native of Guizhou, but he grew up abroad, and now he says that he is a descendant of the maple quinoa tribe, there is no evidence to prove everything he said. I don't trust him either, at least in this matter.

Of course, Long Mang didn't seem to need their belief, he just sighed to himself, and said: "In fact, there has never been a 'dark devour', and there are always some artistic processing and exaggerations in the legends that have survived by word of mouth, but even if these weapons are not 'dark devouring', they are also very sophisticated weapons, and we are in crisis now, with these sharp weapons, we can increase our hope of survival." ”

To be honest, I was very entangled at this time, I know how much importance these experts and scholars attach to this important research sample, which can be seen from the fact that the white-bearded old man came to his senses to come over to see these exhibits, and as soon as he heard that Long Mang was a descendant of the Fengli clan, he urgently asked him to help identify them. For them, these things are not weapons, but diluted rare research samples, and its value is not at all its utility. So I already foresaw how strongly the opposition would be when Long Mang made this suggestion. However, it is useless to object, because I also plan to take these five sharp weapons for myself, and then use them to kill the bloody road, I don't know if I can kill them or not, let alone think that one day I will return these antiques to them, these experts, if one day I need to exchange this antique for a piece of pork, maybe I will do the same.

I'm struggling with this, if these two old men do something to defend these precious historical relics, what if I knock them out? Or knock them out? Or knock them out?

To my surprise, the white-bearded old man also sighed, looking at the exhibits like he looked at his own children, and then like a girl getting married, although he was reluctant, he still let go and said: "The so-called magic weapon, if there is no opportunity to grind his teeth and suck blood, it is sad." The best place for a knife to be broken on the battlefield is not to be admired in an exhibition hall. ”

I instantly gave a thumbs up to the white-bearded old man, what is an expert, this is the real expert. Although I was embarrassed to applaud or something, I still asked solemnly, "Professor, what do you call you?" ”

The white-bearded old man seemed to notice me and said, "My surname is Bai, Bai Xiaochen, a retired old man, who is more interested in some old things. ”

I'm rubbing, so low-key self-introduction, I think a real expert should be like this. I really don't know what kind of expert he is anyway, but I saw that the little reporter had already taken out the notebook she was carrying with her with admiration, and was ready to ask the white-bearded old man to sign it. can make her worship so much, needless to say, it must be to heaven.

At this time, the white-bearded grandfather Bai Xiaochen introduced the foreigner and said: "This is my old friend, William Heidegger, who studies ancient alchemy, and has involved in ancient smelting techniques and occult arts in all countries of the world. You can call him William, he doesn't speak Chinese well, but he can understand it. ”

Okay, Old Man Bai Xiaochen didn't say anything, and I wasn't interested in asking anything, I looked up to experts and scholars like them, but I didn't have any intersection with people like them in the past, and I don't know if I would have any intersections with them in the future, the biggest problem in front of me is the zombies outside the door, I can only guarantee that I don't leave them behind. If I can't protect myself, then no matter how awesome the expert is, it has nothing to do with me. I'm more concerned about the legendary artifacts, which are still in the glass cabinet, and how am I going to get them out?

Bai Shichen saw through my mind at a glance and said, "It's very simple, smash the glass cover." ”

Holy, is that all? Are there any high-end protective measures? Wouldn't anyone be able to steal these antiques? However, people who don't know how to do it may not know that this is an antique, even if they know that they are antiques, these long knives that look exactly the same and are foggy don't seem to have any collection value. Now that Whitebeard has spoken, I don't ink, now for us, time is not money, time is special life! Stay inside for a minute longer, and there will be one more zombie outside, and when the big monster in the grand staircase comes out again, we'll take a break.

I called Liu Zhengbing, and in addition to carrying steel bars, this coolie also carried a large hammer, which was the same hammer that drove the steel bars into the wall of the elevator shaft before. It's not that it's not impossible to smash zombies with a blunt object, but it's too laborious, so we don't generally make this choice, but it's still very good to smash glass with this sledgehammer. I took the hammer from Liu Zhengbing, and without saying a word, I smashed it down with a "bang" from a glass cover. It was tempered glass, but that was all, nothing special had been done, and as soon as the hammer went down, the glass was shattered.

It's as simple as that, and I don't know if these experts are confident enough in the security of the building, or if they know better than anyone else that these things can't be sold for money.

However, the hammer still made my arm a little numb from the shock, so I handed the hammer to Long Mang and asked him to smash the other glass covers, while I cleaned up the broken glass slag and took out the ancient knife on the platform. But my hands and feet were a little frizzy, and when I was cleaning up the glass shards, I accidentally cut my fingers, so I leaned on it, and I didn't care, it was just a few drops of blood, and I wasn't the kind of person who had to go to tetanus shots when I was pierced by a nail, so I continued to do my cleaning work.

At this time, a strange thing happened, when the blood on my fingertips accidentally dripped onto the surface of the foggy ancient knife, my blood gradually soaked in, and the normal knife, whether it was dripping water or blood, just slipped over the knife surface, and the knife surface of this knife was like sand, and the blood was soaked as soon as it dropped.

It's not scientific.

What's even more strange is that in the place where my blood dropped, some vein-like lines appeared on the foggy knife surface, and then slowly expanded, saying slow or not, that is, in a few seconds, a faint blood-colored leaf vein mark was left on the knife surface. Based on the shape of the veins, I think it looks like a maple leaf, but it's only the size of my thumb nail, which looks a little weird.

I couldn't help but call Grandpa Whitebeard and Long Mang over and let them see what the hell this hell is.

Bai Shichen seemed to be very excited, took out a magnifying glass and studied it on the surface of the knife, and Long Mang looked at me, the kind of eyes were weird, and I felt a little hairy in my heart.

I stammered, "Long Mang, you see me like this...... Is it the meaning of Mao? I didn't mean to. "I looked at his eyes, as if I blamed me for soiling the antiquities of their people, but after a while, we took it to cut the zombies, and the knife was not to be stained with the blood of the zombies. Besides, the white-bearded old man has said that the fate of a good knife is to be broken in battle, do you want to make it clean again?

However, Long Mang's eyes were too strange, for a moment, I felt that he was looking at me as if he was looking at a dead man, he was not angry, not angry, but a little pitiful for me, damn, what is this trouble?

"I don't know if I should congratulate you." Long Mang saw that I was already furious and wanted to kill, so he said to me slowly: "This knife has recognized the master." ”

Confess the Lord, pull the egg, what the hell is this?

Long Mang said: "The good news is that this knife is definitely the best quality among these 5 exhibits, now it sucks your blood, you will be its owner in the future, you use this knife, you will use it more than others." ”

I almost laughed and cried, buddy, do you think you're playing a game, I accidentally exploded an artifact, and it was bound by the system, and no one else can take it away, right? Then can I take this artifact and take these zombies to the ground? If so, let me know sooner, and I wouldn't have had to be so hard.

Long Mang shrugged his shoulders, to be honest, he didn't look like a folk stranger, his high-spirited and hip-hop dress looked like he grew up eating hamburgers, eating pizza and playing rock 'n' roll in an imperialist country. Then he did an experiment for me, he pierced my finger with glass, and while I was scolding my mother, he pinched my finger and put some blood out, which dripped on the other knives, and the result was the same knife we usually see, and the blood slipped off the surface of the knife.

It's a bit weird indeed.

I asked the old man with white beard how there was such an unscientific thing, but the old man said that there was nothing unscientific, he said that first of all, science is not omnipotent, and secondly, this matter is not impossible to explain with science, according to his old man's research for many years, this phenomenon is related to the organic chemicals infiltrated into the knife, which is a chemical reaction containing biological memory, of course, there is a certain chance and probability, and my blood type or DNA just coincides. I said that my blood type is type B, which is not special, the old man said that there are some uncommon subtypes in type B blood, or there have been mutations in the growth stage, in short, he means that this matter can be explained by science, of course, it requires a very long and complicated research process......

Forget it, I gave up asking questions, I don't have the scientific spirit of breaking the casserole and asking to the end.

Then Long Mang had a look of faith on his face, and said with a complicated look in his eyes: "The bad news is that according to the imprint of this knife, it is also a famous knife built by our ancestors, the name is 'Ghost Devouring', it will not only devour the master, but also devour the master's soul first, and after a long time, the master will become a fool first, and then he will die in an accident." ”

I'm Fake, I don't believe that! Although I feel a little hairy in my heart, Lao Tzu has received a materialist education since he was a child, so I don't believe in these ghosts! But Long Mang said it so ghostly, I could only say, "Damn, I don't want this knife." ”

Long Mang picked up a knife from another booth and said, "Let's do an experiment, and then you decide if you want this knife or not." ”