Chapter 282: Blowing and Breaking Hair
Syllable!
With Lin Yi's one-knife cut, the last connection point between the stone pillar and the stone statue broke, and the stone pillar fell directly to the ground, making a dull sound.
"Ha, it's finally good. β
Lin Yi exhaled lightly, rubbed his somewhat sore wrist, lifted the stone statue, and picked up the stone pillar below.
"This is such a stone statue, why are you hollowing it out?" Father Lin looked at Lin Yi's movements, his face full of puzzlement.
"There's nothing unusual about the stone statue outside, it's a good thing. Lin Yi explained, looking a little triumphant between his words.
"Just this stone pillar? How do you know that there are good things in it? and you dig so hard, you are not afraid of digging bad?" Father Lin was puzzled.
"Gah!"
In an instant, Lin Yi was stunned as if he had been hit by a freezing ray.
Leng Leng turned his head to look at Father Lin.
Can I say that I have clairvoyance, I see good things in it, and then I keep using my ability to observe people, so I'm not afraid to destroy what's inside?
Hey, no, the things in here are not afraid of being destroyed, at least the knife in Lin Yi's hand can't do it,
But if I say that, even if I'm so rich now, I'll still be caught and beaten!
Well, absolutely!
So, smart as I would never say that.
"Ahh It was recorded in a document I got before, there are traces in it, just dig it up, and I'm not afraid of damaging it. Lin Yi explained.
Sure enough, I'm so smart that I can imagine it.
Father Lin didn't dig into it and believed in this statement.
"But what the hell is this? It's still sealed in stone. β
"Get it out and you'll know. β
Next, Lin Yi grabbed the stone stick in his hand and sharpened it with a knife, with the rapid flying of the knife, a ball of silver light seemed to appear on Lin Yi's hand, accompanied by a rustling sound, layers of soil fell down, and after a while, the ground was covered with a layer of mud.
As time passed, the stone pillar in Lin Yi's hand became smaller and thinner, and finally, it was a finger's width left.
And at this time, the sword sealed in the stone pillar also revealed its approximate shape, the hilt, the sword body, and a stone sword appeared in front of Father Lin's eyes.
"This is, a sword?"
"Hmm. β
This one remains. Lin Yi did not continue to sharpen it with the knife, but instead took out a small hammer and lightly tapped it on it.
Suddenly, a gentle sword roar appeared, and dense cracks appeared on the appearance of the stone sword.
Swap the stone hammer on one side and tap it lightly again, and suddenly, the crack increased again.
After a few times, the cracked stone fell off, revealing a slightly pitch-black leather object.
Slowly peeling back all the stone shells, inside was a sword-shaped object wrapped in deerskin.
Although it has been hundreds of years, the deerskin is only slightly blackened and not decayed because of this well-sealed environment.
Using a knife to pick open the outer layer of deerskin, suddenly, a cold light appeared in front of Lin Yi's father and son.
The blue-black hilt of the sword, held with your hand, is silky and smooth, but it is not easy to take off, but it is very suitable for the hand shape. The golden sword body, the sword body is covered with black dragon scales, and the hilt of the sword, two inscriptions.
"Drink, such a beautiful ancient sword, no wonder you say it's a treasure. This sword is cold and shining, and it still looks very sharp. Father Lin looked at the sword and said.
"Yes, Dad, what kind of sword do you guess this is?" Lin Yi looked at Father Lin with a smile and said.
"Let me guess the golden Xuanyuan Sword?" Father Lin guessed.
"Ugh!" Lin Yi was stunned. This brain hole is too big!
That's an artifact, I think this sword is, but unfortunately it's not.
"Look at the way you look. I know it's not, let's talk about it, your dad and I don't know how many famous swords there are. β
"This is the emperor's sword, the sword that belonged to the king of Chu during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and later was often worn by Qin Shi Huang, Tai'a. β
"Qin Shi Huang's sword, good thing. Father Lin sighed. Still, I haven't heard of it.
But looking at Father Lin's appearance, he seemed to be quite excited.
Sure enough, Dad also likes swords.
Lin Yi looked at Father Lin's expression and thought.
Reach out and pick up the sides of the sword on the table and gently cover the sides and wipe.
"Damn, so fast?"
In his hand, the towel that was originally a piece touched the blade of the sword because of the wiping angle, and in an instant, it was directly cut, and Lin Yi, who was holding the towel, did not feel a trace of it.
Yes, that's right, the eyes saw the sword cut through the towel, but there was no trace of feeling in the hand, the sword cut through the towel without encountering a trace of resistance, as if nothing had touched it.
"Don't be frizzy, this sword is so sharp, be careful. When Father Lin saw this scene, he reached out to take the sword in Lin Yi's hand.
Frightened, Lin Yi hurriedly handed over the sword, joke, this sword is too sharp, according to the situation just now, if it accidentally scratches on his hand, he may not feel it when his fingers are gone.
Father Lin took the sword, put the sword horizontally in front of him, gently bent his index finger, and knocked on the sword body, and a crisp sound came out.
Then he sighed.
"Good sword, good sword!"
A sense of a famous swordsman still emerges.
Lin Yi, who watched this scene, was stunned.
"Dad, you haven't heard of swords, you can even taste swords, so professional? When did you learn this hand, where did you learn it, why don't I know?" Immediately, I still sighed in my heart, is it because I have too little attention from my father, and I don't know if my father is so powerful.
"Well, of course, I went to school on TV. Father Lin looked right.
"Ahem! ahem!"
When Lin Yi heard this, he almost choked to death with his own saliva.
Sure enough, I'm still too naΓ―ve, how can I think that my father is still a low-key sword master?
If you give a kitchen knife, my father will taste the good and the bad. Is this normal?
Father Lin stretched out his hand and gently plucked a hair from Lin Yi's head and placed it on the blade of the sword.
As for why Lin Yi's, Father Lin just wanted to say, I just want you to have long hair, if I don't pull you out, I will still fuck you?
Lin Yi resisted incompetently, looking at the hair on Father Lin's head, which was only two or three centimeters of hair, he could only silently accept that this immeasurable hand broke the ground on Tai Sui's head and pulled out a thread of trouble.
Father Lin blew lightly on the hair on the sword blade, and suddenly, the hair on the sword blade bent downward, instantly split into two, and slowly fell.
Blow hair and break hair!
Hiss!
Both of them instantly gasped, both frightened by the sharpness.
The two of them were instantly shocked, but fortunately they didn't touch the blade with their hands. Otherwise......
"When I heard about the Water Margin before, I heard the story of Yang Zhi selling knives, the knife was extremely traced, the hair was blown off, and the blood fell on the blade, like a pearl, rolling directly, not stained with blood, leaving no traces. I always thought it was fake, but I didn't expect it to be true. After Father Lin swallowed his saliva, he looked at the sword in front of him with palpitations and said.
However, the glowing eyes showed that he still liked the sword very much.