There is wind, slowly flowing by, the candle flame in the stone lamp beats like a bean, is swaying slightly, the quiet ear room came from the sound of "ticking, ticking" water splashing stone slab, in the dim stone light halo, you can see a person, like an unpredictable ghost, and like a thick night, is quietly hidden in the northwest corner of the ear chamber. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In front of him, in the center of the ear chamber, a thick coffin of bronze vermilion lacquer was erected. Although the structure of the coffin is not outstanding, the only difference is that half of the coffin has sunk into the ground, and the other half remains on the ground, and the whole is like a long sword firmly inserted in the stone crevice, which looks very abrupt.

And the black shadow in the corner was staring at this unremarkable, but strangely placed giant coffin.

After a long while, the man moved his Adam's apple imperceptibly, as if he had made up his mind, and he moved his stiff knuckles slightly, and then carefully moved his toes.

The series of actions is extremely secretive, and no one notices it.

But no matter how cautious the man's movements in the darkness were, this time it still alarmed the object in the center of the ear chamber that seemed to have signs of life, only to hear a sudden "rattling" sound from the ground, and the bronze vermilion coffin suddenly sank into the earth.

At this moment, the figure in the darkness no longer dared to move a single bit.

He retracted his toes and curled back into the corner, his brow furrowed, his expression fluctuating a little, but not so that he could mess up, he twisted his brow and looked around, as if he was thinking of some good idea.

This is a man in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a dignified appearance, dressed in plain clothes, slippers with cotton soles, and a cloth satchel of the same color on his waist, looking ordinary.

Finally, after a long stalemate, the man shook out of his sleeve and began to recite words after coiling his hand a few times. The voice was very soft, very soft, I couldn't hear what he was talking about, but after reading it, the man suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, his hands shook quietly, the green tendons burst suddenly, the blood and bone joints bulged out, and as soon as he was lucky, he took the thing that was coiled in his hand at an extremely fast speed, "Huh!" A sound was thrown towards the vertical bronze vermilion lacquer coffin, with great force, and the quiet space was instantly brought up by a burst of hunting wind that poured straight into the ears.

The object thrown by the man turned out to be several chain hooks made of stainless steel.

As soon as the object in his hand came into contact with the bronze vermilion lacquer coffin, he was like a giant python entangled with its prey, and the top part of the coffin was tightly tied, and at the same time, the sinking "clucking" sound sounded again, and the man's body moved with the sound, and when the hook and claw did not touch the coffin, he had already flown up, jumped straight to the top of the coffin, and threw several fine lights in mid-air, shooting into the darkness directly above the coffin.

In a matter of moments, the hooks on both sides of the man's hands were firmly grasping their respective targets. Seeing that the thing had been done, the man was not ambiguous, and his right hand dragged the head of the chain that bound the coffin, and at a thunderous lightning speed, he combined it with the chain that hung the dome of the ear chamber with the hook of his left hand.

The man wiped a handful of fine sweat on his forehead, looked at the chains that were stretched straight and did not dare to slack off, one turned over and jumped off the coffin, as soon as his footsteps touched the ground, he circled the coffin, every two steps, he took out an arm-length object from the bag and inserted it straight into the ground, and after a circle, he inserted seven branches.

By the faint light of the fire, it could be seen that the rows of willow stakes inserted into the rammed earth and silt on the ground were seven willow stakes full of tadpole charms.

After doing this, he relieved his strength, and took out a bell in his hand—this bell was made of brass, about twenty centimeters high, with a diameter of eight or nine centimeters, and at the top of the sword in the shape of a "mountain", and a tongue in the bell, and the outside of the bell was the same as the willow stake on the ground, and it was also densely engraved with tadpole runes. The man had words in his mouth, and every time he said a word, he would ring the bell in a half-arc and shook it seven times before it stopped.

The crisp ringtone echoed in the quiet ear room, endlessly, and added a layer of chill to the strange atmosphere around him, the man scratched the back of his head, looked around the bronze vermilion lacquer coffin, and for a while, it seemed that he felt inappropriate, and touched a pile of yellow paper from the bag, bit the middle finger, replaced the ink with blood, and quickly wrote and painted something on the paper, and then pasted these yellow papers on the bronze vermilion coffin.

"Alright, it's over."

The man let out a long breath and muttered to himself, and as soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand, and several stainless steel hooks and claws tied to the hook returned to his hands with a strong wind "boom", just as he had done before.

"Good! A wonderful weapon made of Fanxi meteorite iron and steel of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Just as the man was about to take something else out of his bag with joy, Leng Buding burst out of the darkness behind him with such a sentence, which made him shudder, and a reflexive rollover disappeared into the corner where he had curled up before.

"Who? Who's talking? The man asked in a low voice, and although he was startled by the sudden voice, he regained his composure in a moment, and his tone was very calm.

"Who am I...... Unimportant. ”

The voice in the darkness is getting closer and closer, and the man listens attentively, and can get two messages: first, the person who suddenly spoke was a woman, with a strong background, but the air flow around her body was restrained and not scattered, and her footsteps were light and did not leak a trace of breath at all, if she hadn't spoken and exposed, she might have died until she died, and she didn't know why, it seems that this woman is also a top master; The second message was even more unsettling to the man, for he could tell from the direction of the voice that there was another person behind him, in addition to the mysterious woman who spoke in praise.

Again, there is no breath at all.

"Historical records in the Tang Dynasty, the smelting and forging technology of weapons has reached an unprecedented degree of sophistication, at that time, the use of composite steel cutting blades and high knife shapes, and the use of the Sui Dynasty during the burning of the soil method to quench the blade, and then make the blade, and then repeatedly forge the steel, this technology is called the hundred steelmaking technology. The 100-hundred-steel technology originated in the Han Dynasty, and was later improved by the Tang Dynasty until it reached its peak. ”

The mysterious woman's footsteps were unusually slow, but her mouth kept chattering. The man in the corner didn't listen to what she said, but kept his eyes closed and listened to the shape, which was his specialty. But just as the mysterious woman's voice fell, he also opened his eyes suddenly, because he knew that at this time, there was actually no need to listen to the voice, and the voice and himself had reached a distance of no more than twenty steps, and the most important thing now was to be ready to meet the enemy suddenly.

After all, meeting in the ancient tomb is not an idle time.

After making up his mind, the man glanced at the coffin surrounded by seven charms and willow stakes, sighed lightly, and turned his hands back to his waist, and the stainless steel hook and claw chain coiled around his wrist was like two white snakes, slowly sliding between his arms, rubbing the man's hand sleeves, bringing out a slight yarn sound.

"Good weapon."

Obviously, this subtle sound did not escape the ears of the woman who slowly paced in the darkness, and she praised it from the bottom of her heart. The man was also a little surprised to see that the person who came to know the goods so well, but after a while, his heart stopped, and he said in a while that he would let you know how powerful it was, this is ......

"It is rumored that the heavenly word will be in the hand...... Changing hands will be said to be the most comprehensive, the skills involved are even more, tools, sharp weapons, spells, the number of techniques varied, your leader is still the outer disciple of the funeral master Qingwuzi, to the end of the Sui Dynasty is just to do some travel in the rivers and lakes, touch the bones, look at the physiognomy, the word measurement bureau to see the feng shui of the livelihood, to the Gaozong Yonghui period, began to be restless. ”

The mysterious woman's voice began, and the man who was half-squatting in the dark chuckled in his heart, he was a little surprised, he didn't know why this mysterious woman knew this information, but he didn't expect that the person who came knew much more than that.

"What you're holding in your hand, if you're not mistaken...... It should be 'coming to the building', right? ”

The mysterious woman smiled, and her words stopped, and her footsteps stopped, and the fire struck half of her face that poked out of the darkness, refracting the clear essence of light—a strange and abnormal silver mask. (To be continued.) )