'Brush! ’

'Brush! ’

The stars and the moon hang high.

In the quiet foothills, a few faint noises rose.

A sleeping bird was startled by the sound of the woods, and after glancing at it by the moonlight, it fell back asleep.

"Be careful, it should be around here, search quickly." The one at the head spoke in the official dialect of Da Qin with a Qi accent.

"Yes."

Everyone nodded, dressed in dark night clothes, and shuttled through the dense woods.

They were agile and agile, and all of them were covered in black night coats, with only two eyes exposed, as sharp as falcons in the moonlight.

They silently passed through one line of defense after another, walking among the mountains and forests, as if walking on the ground, without arousing anyone's attention.

The group of five did not know how far they had traveled through the dense jungle, and they scattered out in a fixed area, searching carefully.

The silver moonlight tore through the dark clouds and fell on them, stretching the shadows very long.

After some time, a dark figure finally stopped, and found the specific location according to a broken branch on the ground.

"Come here."

"Almost."

"It's around here."

As the words of the black shadow fell, several people who were hovering in the distance rushed at the same time, and then scattered in all directions, searching in all directions.

Just a quarter of an hour later......

"Found it."

"Just under the foothills not far to the right."

A dark shadow came back quietly, respectfully reporting.

"Let's go."

The crowd walked all the way, and soon came to the foot of a mountain.

The jungle is dense and the vegetation is lush, and a mountain stream is constantly flowing in the distance, making a tinkling sound.

Everything looks completely different from a thousand years later, but if Ying Zheng is here, he will definitely be recognizable at a glance - this is the place where he ordered the guards to bury the relics of the wonder and the sword of Dingqin yesterday!

The scout narrowed his eyes as he crouched down and picked up a broken branch on the ground with the help of the moonlight.

"That's right."

"This is the place that the Prime Minister said."

Almost without any hesitation, the people in night clothes quickly took out their tools and began to dig into the cave in front of them.

That's right.

These five scouts are none other than them.

It is the current Prime Minister of Great Qin, one of Lü Buwei's many disciples!

As one of the two major forces of Great Qin, Lü Buwei naturally has many customers.

For everything Ying Zheng did in the palace of the eldest son, he naturally knew everything clearly.

Even Ying Zheng secretly buried the relics of the wonders he created in the soil, and he was very clear.

However, although I didn't pay much attention to the matter of Yingzheng striking iron, it was really a bit strange that the iron was buried in the soil after it was struck.

Therefore, Lu Buwei, who had a cautious personality, still sent a doorman to investigate.

Although the guards sent by Yingzheng were carefully processed when leaving, they still couldn't escape the eyes of these top scouts.

After digging the cave, the two of them stood guard on the perimeter, and the rest of the people quietly walked in after making sure that there was no danger inside.

However, when they walked in, the scouts narrowed their eyes.

In the huge cave, there are artifacts one by one.

The first thing that catches your eye is two large bronze vessels that are double high, and according to the appearance, they are indeed the sword smelting pool and sword casting platform in the intelligence.

In the information of the Prime Minister, these were all built in the official palace of the palace, and after they stepped forward to investigate carefully, they really did not find any problems.

In addition to this, there are dozens of broken blades.

They are inserted in the earth, and according to intelligence, these are all forged by the current Great Qin Elder Gongzi Zheng himself.

They were stuck in the earth, and together with the thirty-six bronze bells hanging around the bronzes, they guarded the sword in the center.

"What is this doing?"

"Gongzizheng built an iron sword for a long time, but in the end he found a cave and buried it in?"

A few of the spies were a little confused, but they stepped forward, only to find that there was nothing of interest in the surroundings.

The bronze ware is an ordinary bronze ware, the style is the most standard sword-casting platform and sword-smelting pool of the Qin Dynasty, and the copper bell is also new.

The broken sword embryo inserted in the ground is nothing special, that is, only the long sword that is guarded in the very center seems to be quite sharp.

But...... Nothing special.

Everything is unremarkable.

This made many of the guards a little confused.

What is this soon-to-be-enthroned prince doing?

Nothing to do with a hammer iron to hit a sword, and then buried in the mountains?

They searched the surroundings again, but no matter how much they searched, they found nothing!

I don't know why.

What is this doing?

The sword-casting platform, the sword-smelting pool, and a pile of rags, guarding a broken sword here?

After carefully checking it a few times again, and making sure that there was absolutely nothing to be bored, the scout shook his head and retreated, and restored the dug cave to its original state.

"Let's go back and report."

"I really don't know what this Gongzizheng is doing."

"The dignified eldest son of Qin, the soon-to-be King of Qin, is actually striking iron...."

"Hey, what King Qin, it's just a puppet...."

"Shhhh This kind of thing, it's good to know, but you can't say it. ”

Several scouts retreated silently, carefully restoring their destroyed cave to its original state.

And just as they had recovered everything and slowly retreated away......

What no one noticed was that the sharp long sword that had been guarded in the middle of the bronze bell of the broken sword suddenly let out a sword roar.

'Zheng~'

'Zheng~'

The sound of the sword is not loud, but it is crisp and pleasant, like a brilliant dragon's roar, echoing in the ancient cave.

And almost at the same time as the sound of the sword echoed, as if to stir up the ripples of time, in the mottled years, there was a virtual figure of a modern woman in a trance, flashing in the time in the cave.

The sound of the sword was fleeting.

The afterimage of the interlacing of time and space also dissipated.

The ancient cave house has been plunged back into darkness.

And the next second.

A thin and intricate golden pattern appeared out of thin air from the hilt of the sword, and spread out, slowly crawling all over the sword body inch by inch......

Due to the influence of later generations, the bronze sword began to gradually manifest itself.