Liu Zigui doesn't know the goods, but it doesn't mean that Liu Thirteen, who is mixed with him, doesn't know the goods either, his fingers flicked the lantern handle, making a crisp metal sound, and his fingertips slid lightly on the handle, the cold texture made Liu Thirteen 100% sure that the two-foot-long lantern handle was made of 10,000-year-old cold iron. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Cold iron is hidden in the depths of the extreme sea, after countless years of crustal movement and polishing, bit by bit to remove the impurities in it, leaving the essence in it, and then through tens of thousands of years of freezing, in the extremely cold environment to make it qualitative, and finally mined out, after complicated processing, before it can be used, without frostbite users.

Liu 13 knew that one of the processes could be made into magic weapons to ward off evil spirits, when forging 10,000 years of cold iron, instead of cold water, but soaked in black dog blood, so that the black dog blood seeped into it, and then buried with cinnabar for 7749 days, the whole changed from black to dark red, and was exposed to the scorching sun for 9981 days, from dark red into iron into black and red, which looked as delicate as jade.

When I looked at it again, it was really black and red, and at first glance I thought it was brown, and suddenly Liu Shisan was sure that this lantern handle was a magic weapon to ward off evil spirits, and at the same time, I was a little glad that I was walking the Taoist Xuanzong, not some evil demons, otherwise I would definitely get hurt like this.

Liu 13 thought that a lantern handle was made of extremely rare 10,000-year-old cold iron, so it would not be simple to be the main body of the lantern, thinking of this, Liu 13 suddenly became excited, and regardless of Liu Zigui, who was so busy there, he began to check the lampshade.

The white lampshade seems to be paper, but after a closer look, I find that it is not white paper, but a special cloth, this kind of cloth Liu Thirteen has seen, it is the treasure of the family master--- the silkworm silk cloth, the old lady often takes it out to show off in front of his colleagues.

There is an extremely rare insect on the Tianshan Mountains covered with ice and snow all the year round, because it resembles a silkworm, it is called the silkworm, it breaks the cocoon in spring, grows in summer, spits silk in autumn, makes a cocoon in winter, spits out the white silk is extremely tough, water and fire do not invade, it is the most holy thing, many tribes in ancient times worship the silkworm as the god, worship day and night.

The number of silkworms is very small, and they live on extremely steep cliffs, and the white silk that they spit out each time is extremely small, and it is even more difficult to collect, so the cloth woven with the silk is more valuable, and it is difficult to see it in the world.

It was the black seal on the lampshade, Liu 13 looked left and right, but he couldn't see anything famous, as if it was written with a pen, and it seemed to be embroidered with a needle and thread, and it seemed to be a combination of the two, Liu 13 frowned, but he had no choice but to skip it to see the inside of the lantern.

Different from ordinary lanterns, there is no lamp oil in the lampshade, no wick, only an oval-shaped block, exuding a luminous light, the light is soft, even if you use your eyes to look directly, you don't feel dazzling, there is an indescribable sense of sacredness, after looking at it for a long time, it seems that the soul has been baptized, and the heart is open and happy.

"Relics!"

Liu Shisan was shocked and lost his eyes, his teeth bit his tongue, the relics that can emit such a sacred brilliance must be the relics left by the Taoist monks after the rainbow, this kind of relics are rare in the Three Realms, even if they all earn their heads and blood flow, the person who gets them will definitely hide them, for fear that others will kill and seize the treasure after they know about it.

The relics are the crystallization of the wisdom of the monks, there are the monks' perception of the Tao, long-term wearing can increase wisdom, improve the perception of the Tao, and even those who have understanding can inherit everything left by the monks, and suddenly stand on the shoulders of giants, and go one step further from the road.

Liu Shisan didn't expect that who could extravagantly use the relics of the high monk after the rainbow as a wick and use it for lighting, this kind of person felt that it was hatred, and his skin was itchy and he was looking for a beating.

No matter what Liu Shisan thinks, it doesn't matter about Liu Zigui, he has now found the bolt, one at the tail end, one on each side of each end, and one on each side of the waist, a total of seven, Liu Zigui's method of studding the bolt is very direct, directly using mana to suck it, and pull the bolt out of the groove directly.

Liu Zigui stood at the end of the coffin again, mustered up all his strength, pushed hard, the coffin board moved in response to the sound, and the sound of rattling was straight, although the sound was harsh, but Liu Zigui felt that it was very beautiful, and unconsciously, the corners of his mouth had a bright smile.

As the saying goes, blessings are incomparable, disasters are not singular, the higher the expectations, the more painful the fall, the proverb is used vividly in Liu Zigui, as if it was born for him.

After opening the coffin, Liu Zigui jumped to the side of the coffin, and before he could stand firmly, a corpse gas rushed to his face, like a huge slap, knocking Liu Zigui to the ground, followed by a cough.

"Mom, it stinks, it stinks!" Liu Zigui scolded while coughing and spitting.

Liu Shisan raised his head and looked at Liu Zigui's appearance, laughed, and then said: "That is, you have a special physique, if you are an ordinary tomb robber, you will be smoked by such a large corpse qi, you will already die, where do you still have the strength to curse, you will be content!" ”

Liu Zigui glared at Liu Shisan, then pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, recited a mantra, waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew through, blowing away all the corpse gas in the coffin, and then boarded the coffin again, and it was pitch black and couldn't see anything, so he turned his head to Liu Shisan and said: "Quick, give me the lantern, it's three points darker than chestnut carbon, and you can't see anything!" ”

Liu Shisan looked at the lantern in his hand, and handed it to Liu Zigui very reluctantly, his movements were very slow, which provoked Liu Zigui to urge again.

Liu Zigui took the lantern, shook it in his hand, and said, "It's not for your life, why are you grinding so hard, why didn't you climb the pole yourself in the first place!" ”

"I didn't know it was a baby!" Of course, Liu Shisan couldn't say this, he could only think about it in his heart.

Seeing that Liu Zigui didn't take the lantern seriously, Liu Shisan was both happy and worried, happy that there was a great chance of taking the lantern for himself, and worried that Liu Zigui didn't take the lantern seriously and broke it, and wanted to open his mouth to remind him, but he hesitated but didn't speak.

Liu Zigui was in the coffin, and he didn't even care about Liu Shisan's abnormality, and he excitedly held a lantern to illuminate the coffin, and the pain of disappointment suddenly occupied the whole heart, heartbroken, and indescribable.

The internal space of the coffin is much smaller than it looks from the outside, because the coffin is very thick, taking up a lot of space, but it is enough to lie down three people at the same time, and it is not crowded, and the extravagant space only lies a corpse, and there is nothing but this corpse, which seems empty.

"Hemp egg!"

Liu Zigui blurted out a dirty word that he didn't know where he learned, and a dirty word was not enough to calm the disappointment in his heart, so he unwillingly looked for it in the coffin, but the space in the coffin was limited, and there was not even a needle except for the corpse.

His eyes fell on the corpse, I don't know how many years have passed, the corpse is still well preserved, well hydrated, not shriveled at all, closed eyes, pale yellow face, tall nose, closed mouth, all very clear, as if asleep, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is lifelike.

He wore a square scarf on his head, tied his hair tightly, and looked down along his head, his sturdy body was covered with sackcloth, and his huge feet were not yet shoeed, but only wrapped in white linen.