Chapter 397: My Sword Doesn't Belong to Me?

Duan Xiayou reacted quickly.

"It should be an ancient place name, corresponding to a modern city."

Tuanzi opened his mouth wide: "What if it corresponds to a town?" ”

[Ancient Martial Arts System: It may also correspond to a village]

Ji Zhangzhuo hadn't distinguished these clearly, he subconsciously touched his pigtails, "It doesn't take much space to bury a sword, right?" What if it's under a tree on a mountain in a village? ”

Dango: "......"

The three senior brothers and sisters looked at each other and were speechless for a while.

After a while, Tuanzi began to jump to his feet, "Master, Master, why are you always unreliable in this kind of thing?" ”

Seeing that she was furious, the two senior brothers hurriedly comforted her, "Master didn't expect the times to change so quickly, isn't it just a place name, we can check the ancient name of each city." ”

Tuanzi pouted and went to the study to get a map.

Looking at the dense place names on it, the two senior brothers were silent for a while.

It always feels like this investigation is far away.

Duan Xiayou glanced at his junior brother and asked, "Which words?" ”

"Huh?"

"The name of the place that Master said."

Ji Zhangzhuo was silent again.

Dango looked up at him.

"This, that," Ji Zhangzhuo pulled his pigtails again in embarrassment, "I only heard those two words, but I don't know the specific words, there are quite a lot of words similar to pronunciation." ”

And what the master said must be ancient names, two pronunciations, and there are too many place names that can be freely combined.

Dango didn't want to talk anymore, so she climbed onto the couch and lay down with her hands crossed on her abdomen.

"I'm so tired."

[Guwu System: What Did You Read on the Internet Again]

"It's hard."

The system is speechless.

It had also thought about letting the master bury the sword in the ground, and the host would go back to the modern day to dig it.

Anyway, with the craftsmanship of that era, the dug sword can still be used, but don't underestimate that era.

Now that I think about it, I was naΓ―ve.

The group was decadent for a while, but he still cheered up and began to pull Ji Zhangzhuo to combine freely, and in the end, Ji Zhangzhuo was in a trance, and began to wonder if he heard those two pronunciations.

"Maybe I heard it, and I was quite excited."

Duan Xiayou woke him up with a fist, "Don't increase the workload." ”

If he swears that he will suddenly start to doubt himself, then he must believe the original.

When Gu Cheng went home, he saw three people who were in a trance, as if they were about to vomit their souls.

He exited and re-entered, and the view did not change.

Walked up to my sister and pinched her loveless face.

"What's going on?"

Tuanzi was lying on the sofa, and when he heard the words, he turned over and hugged Gu Cheng's arm aggrievedly.

"Our sect's Tingtao Sword ......"

The more she talked, the more desperate she became, and she always felt that she would never find that sword in her lifetime.

"Bury it and let you dig it back in modern times?"

Gu Cheng pondered it and told the truth, "Then, even if it is dug up, this sword does not belong to your sect." ”

The three or four brothers and sisters instantly sat up in unison.

Just now, the three of them were lying without love, the sofa was not enough, and Ji Zhangzhuo was squeezed to the carpet and lay down.

"What do you mean by not belonging to us?" Ji Zhangzhuo didn't understand.

"It has to do with the laws of our country."

Gu Cheng explained, and saw that everyone, including his sister, shook his head, so he simply explained more concisely and clearly.

"In short, even the cultural relics dug up in the yard of one's own house and in the graves of the ancestors belong to the state, let alone the cultural relics dug up under other land."

Dango trio: (β—‹oβ—‹)

"There is only one that you can collect yourself, and that is the family heirloom. If it is a particularly precious cultural relic, experts will come to inspect and maintain it every year. ”

Dango regained his voice, but stuttered a little.

"Then, even if we find it, we have to hand it over to the state?"

Gu Cheng nodded, and patted her little head distressedly.

Dango was in a trance again.

She thought about things she had fantasized about.

In the fantasy, the master buried the treasure of the town sect in the ground, she didn't find a place, she was dug up by someone else, handed over to the state, and appeared in the museum.

Later, the disciples and grandchildren asked her about the head of the sect, what about the Tingtao Sword and the Guanhai Sword of our sect?

She personally bought tickets and took everyone to visit the museum.

Fantasy come true?

She touched her mouth and said depressedly, "Crow's mouth!" ”

After learning about this law, Ji Zhangzhuo suggested in a low voice, "Then, are you still looking for it?" ”

If it is destined to be handed over to the state, it is better to let the experts excavate and maintain it, and they will visit the museum in the future.

Just thinking of the sword that could be touched by one's own hands in ancient times, in modern times, you have to look through the glass, and it is wrong.

Duan Xiayou took out the steadiness that a senior brother should have at this time.

"You still have to find it, in case no one is looking for it, the Tingtao Sword will have to be buried in the ground all the time. In addition, it would not be good if someone with ulterior motives poached it and sold it, instead of turning it over to the state. ”

Tuanzi suddenly didn't dare to be decadent.

Put it in the museum, then she admits it, anyway, the experts will maintain it.

But if someone like a tomb robber sells it to someone else's collection, or even sells it abroad, woo wow wow, she's going to beat someone!

"Yes, then we'll keep looking, but we can't spend all our time on it."

The three senior brothers and sisters got together again, head to head, and discussed.

Gu Cheng simply got up and went to the kitchen, and found that the ingredients for dinner had been processed, so he was waiting for him to get out of the pot.

He could almost imagine it.

The three brothers and sisters sat in groups, sighing while handling the ingredients. His expression was depressed, but the speed of processing the ingredients was not slow.

After dinner, the dango regained his spirits.

At this time, she heard her eldest brother say, "Actually, I think your master should be a thoughtful person. ”

He hadn't seen that master, but after he got in touch, he found that Duan Xiayou and Ji Zhangzhuo were as good as his sister. Among them, Duan Xiayou is the former son of the Hou Mansion, and Ji Zhangzhuo is only one step away from the throne. It can be seen that the master is not only proficient in martial arts.

can teach such a great talent, how could that master not think of the vicissitudes of life and the changes of the times?

Even if you don't know the laws of later generations, you also know that it is difficult for the disciples to find Tingtao Sword by only providing a place name.

Dango nodded his little head unconsciously.

"That's right, Master is not the second senior brother, he is still very reliable."

Completely forgot that she was also complaining about the unreliability of the master just now.

Ji Zhangzhuo defended himself, "I'm not unreliable!" ”

But let him put the blame on the master, he didn't dare.

The three of them struggled again.

"Master is thoughtful, either he gave other hints, and some people didn't find out," Duan Xiayou glared at Ji Zhangzhuo, "Or, the Tingtao Sword was not buried in the ground at all." ”

Tuanzi looked at Ji Zhangzhuo with a 'sigh'.

She jumped out of the chair, climbed into Ji Zhangzhuo's arms, and patted him on the shoulder seriously.

"Second Senior Brother, it's up to you whether we want to continue to work or not, hurry up and think about it!"

Ji Zhangzhuo suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

(End of chapter)