After months of fruitlessness, it is directly open to the public, and anyone who is a little famous is invited to visit.

Of course, this is not free, the person who watches will spend a hundred taels of silver every hour that passes, and if he has no money, he will have to do what he can for the Qiongxiao Sword Sect.

At that time, the Qiongxiao Sword Sect was famous, and the sect was ranked first in the world's martial arts.

It's just that later, in order to fill the shortfall, many businessmen invariably took the rubbings to rub again, and then sold them with various gimmicks and promotions.

But with the passage of time, a lot of money was spent, and no one understood those ghost talismans, and all kinds of gossip began to circulate, all saying that the Qiongxiao Sword Sect made a fake cheats to cheat and deceive, and slowly things were forgotten by the world.

And the masterpiece "Ghost Painting Talisman" was also hidden by the Sword Sect, and it is said that it was put into their Scripture Pavilion, as for those who spent a lot of money but did not gain anything at all, except for complaining a few words, they did not dare to point fingers at the Qiongxiao Sword Sect, which was in full swing at that time.

Fortunately, the Qiongxiao Sword Sect may also realize that this is also a reputation, so they printed the content of the first chapter of "Broken Present Dynasty" in its entirety and gave it away for free to those high rollers who spent more than 1,000 taels, slightly blocking Youyou's mouth.

According to the employer, the brocade box in Sikong Ash's hand was the first-hand source of goods at that time.

Many versions on the market today were circulated at that time, but the cheats that are circulating today have been deviated, and some symbols have changed shapes.

But anyway, I can't understand it, except for the wronged boss who came to Longxi Town to fool the newcomers, almost everyone in this town has inventory.

Of course, as an authentic local, Sikong Ember has of course spent a lot of money for this kind of gimmick.

It's just that today's employers have been touting, saying that this is the first-hand treasure rubbing of the year, but now they don't practice martial arts, and they will eat ash when they stay at home.

Although it is not worth a few dollars to sell it now, but fortunately, the history is long, and the value of the collection is still there.

Sikong Ember glanced at the brocade box, the box was exquisitely patterned, and this box was almost worth his monthly income, don't be in vain.

Thinking of this, Sikong Ember hurriedly took the brocade box with a smile, and after a few polite words with the employer, he put it in his arms, and then settled the salary with the housekeeper, received the silver, and returned to the residence happily.

After a series of trivial matters, the night was already late, and the bored Ember walked in his chair, looking at the box containing the books by the half-candlelight on a shabby table.

The box used in this collection of books is about a foot long, and it is made of rosewood, and it is impossible to talk about how beautiful it is, but it has to be sold for a few taels of silver when it is brought to the market, and this unexpected joy is much stronger than the cheats of the rotten street inside, Sikong Ember couldn't help but grin.

Instead of using a lock, the library box uses a not-so-common loop, and the buckle is unfastened by turning the buckle half a circle and gently lifting it up.

"Click"

The sound of a spring sounded, and the lid of the brocade box began to open slowly, and a faint fragrance came to the surface.

"Good thing, it's been so long and it hasn't gotten moldy. ”

Sikong Ember sighed, opened the box directly with his hands, and found that the inside of the box was wrapped in silk cloth, and a slightly old cowhide was lying quietly on it.

I don't know why, since opening the box and seeing the yellowed cowhide, Sikong Ember felt that something was wrong with his body, and he felt that the internal breath and qi of his whole body began to stir for some reason, as if he was about to rush out of his body.

This feeling has never been felt before, and the cheats that I deceived from the next-door neighbor's child out of curiosity were all ghost drawing talismans, and I couldn't understand anything, and I didn't have the feeling I have today.

Sikong Ember swallowed his saliva, rested the box on his knees, rubbed his slightly numb face with both hands, carefully picked up the cowhide, and nervously turned it over to take a look.

There were still those ghost talismans on the cowhide, which seemed to be similar to what I had seen before, and nothing magical happened, and even the feeling of turbulence at the beginning had disappeared.

"It seems that I still think too much, where are there so many good things", Sikong Ember laughed at himself, leaned back stupidly, and lay on the rattan chair and squinted at the words on it.

This look startled Sikong Ash, I don't know if it was because the candlelight was too dim to hallucinate or because he was too tired today, the ghostly distorted words on the cowhide seemed to be alive, and it slowly floated out of the kraft paper and suspended in front of Sikong Ash.

At this time, the qi in Sikong Ash's body boiled again at this moment, several times stronger than before, and the boiling qi began to run wild, as the qi machine ran around the body irregularly and intensified, causing the acupuncture points and tendons around him to begin to ache from a faint pain to a sharp pain in the back, and the painful Sikong Ember couldn't stop trembling violently.

Just when Sikong Ember was about to hold on, those suspended words crashed into the painful acupuncture points of the body in a strange arc, one symbol after another, and Sikong Ember felt that there was a hot current along the tendons and veins of his body, and the heat flow was slowly flowing in a circulation route that he had never seen before, sometimes going against the veins, sometimes flowing sharply.

Anyway, the whole body is comfortable, and the previous pain has long disappeared, and he can't help but "Ah......" shouted out.

However, this feeling came and went quickly, only for a quarter of an hour, but the previous circulation route was clearly engraved in the mind, lingering, and the combination of those symbols seemed to have other meanings, but it was not possible to figure out for the time being.

Just when Sikong Ember was walking on the rattan chair like an idle fish, flowing comfortably, he suddenly sensed an extremely terrifying aura at the door.

This terrifying aura was like the sea, and he was like a small ditch in front of him, this gap made Sikong Ember creepy, and instantly bounced up from the rattan chair and landed by the window, grabbed the long sword that had followed him for more than ten years on the table and crossed his chest, his eyes were tightly pressed against the closed door, as long as he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately escaped through the window.

"Huh...... , good thing, sure enough", the sudden voice outside the door broke the tense situation, the voice was ethereal, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.