Xia Xijun immediately understood that the gold bag and the red clothes worn by the corpse of the woman in red, as well as the blue clothes on the body of the flower flying down, were extremely precious things, and they were still bright and undamaged after many years in this cave.

At the beginning of his doubts, another new thought flashed through his mind like lightning, and he said to himself: "Since the material of their clothes is so strong, I wonder how the blunt golden short blade can penetrate it?"

As soon as the voice fell, he reached out and picked up the golden short blade again.

Looking closely, I saw that the golden short-bladed handle was written with eight very small words, "Dragon Scale Divine Knife, Indestructible", if you don't pay attention, it will be difficult to see from time to time.

"I said, how can this golden short blade be so sharp, it turns out, it's a dragon scale divine knife, no wonder...... No wonder ......!"

Seeing this, Xia Xijun couldn't help but suddenly realize, but his heart was suddenly full of doubts, because, his master Hua Rufeng had told him in his spare time that this knife is a kind of dagger, legend, this is the ancient sword-casting master Ou Yezi, a piece of divine iron left when building the sword giant, and later, it was made into a dragon scale knife, this magic knife is very sharp, its role is mainly used in the court, those criminals who made mistakes, and then, when Ling Chi was executed, later generations called it the "death penalty knife".

At this time, Xia Xijun didn't know why this divine knife appeared here, he was too lazy to think about it, directly reversed the head of the divine knife, pressed it on the solid stone on the ground, only listened to the sound of "snort", and directly broke into it, as if destroying the withering and decaying, and pressed it lightly, it was three or four inches deep, which couldn't help but surprise Xia Xijun again, and said secretly: "This divine knife is too sharp, it can be gently pressed, and it can go deep into this iron-like stone ground for a few inches. ”

Xia Xijun was carefully looking at the corpse of the woman in red, and sure enough, at the vest of the corpse in red, there was an extra trace of a knife wound more than two inches long on the red cloth.

Xia Xijun looked at the golden short blade inserted in the ground, shook his head and exclaimed: "Divine knife, divine knife, it is really unseemly, the sea is immeasurable, I can't imagine that a dull and stupid short knife like you can be so powerful, once you reappear in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many bloody battles will be caused by the heroes of the rivers and lakes." ”

Xia Xijun thought for a moment in his heart, stretched out his hand and pulled out the dragon scale divine knife, and said: "Since this divine knife is so sharp, if you think about it, you will definitely be able to cut through the golden silk bag." ”

At that moment, he spread the golden bag on the ground, raised the dragon scale divine knife in his hand, aimed the tip of the knife at the golden bag, and was about to press it down, when he suddenly stopped again.

It turned out that he was thinking, "If I tear this gold bag, won't it be a suspicion of peeping into other people's secrets? Although the woman in red has been dead for a long time, this bag is always her belongings." ”

After thinking about it, he slowly put the gold bag next to the corpse of the woman in red, and his eyes continued to turn to the dragon scale divine sword, and he couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, because he knew very well that such a sharp divine weapon, as long as it was a person who practiced martial arts with a sword or a knife, he wanted to have it very much, but some people did everything they could, some people chased after their lives, and some people would suddenly meet under fate, obviously, Xia Xijun He now belongs to the latter.

Although he now has the Shadow Inheritance Sword given by his master, wouldn't it be better if he had this Dragon Scale Divine Sword?

But if he went away with the knife like this, Xia Xijun felt that he seemed to be stealing, because, if he took the knife, he would inevitably take the sheath together, and the sheath was very likely to scatter the skeleton of the corpse that the flower flew down, and after thinking about it, he didn't know what to do with it, so as to achieve the best of both worlds, he suddenly found that under the scabbard, there was actually a yellowed letter.

He hesitated again, and finally, he took out the letter, opened it, and saw that the handwriting on it was very neat, and the dragon flew and wrote: " My flowers fell, I thought that I lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, left a mound of clothes, did not interfere with the rivers and lakes, and died slowly, I didn't want to be in the deep mountains and ravines, but I became friends with the carving brother, and with the northern Xinjiang saint Shangguan Xiang'er, and the white ape she raised, the two of us fell in love, and soon became husband and wife. ”

"But the treasure" Nine Songs "is a strange book in the world, it is related to the common people in the world, a total of nine books, respectively recorded the use of soldiers, a formation, an organ, a strategy, a person, a martial arts, a medical skill, a wealth of money, a world, in order to prevent Xiang'er will tell the nine songs secretly to someone in the north of Xinjiang, the scourge of the world, so, I quietly handed over the nine songs and my sword in advance to my adopted son Hua Rufeng for safekeeping, hoping that he can protect the nine songs as his own responsibility. ”

"In order to prevent accidents, I stored the treasure box of nine songs, and wrapped several layers of thick special materials, between the world, except for my fish scale knife can not be opened, I don't want this matter to be all known by Xiang'er, she can't help but be furious, and I entangled, vowing to take my fish scale knife, and then leave here, helpless, I had to take advantage of her carelessness to kill it, when she died, leave this letter, as a proof, my deep love, not intentionally, hope that there is a fate, it will be buried together, my wish, sincerely thank the head. ”

After reading the letter, Xia Xijun couldn't help but sit on the ground, sighed long, and many doubts were suddenly solved: "It turns out that this woman in red is the lover of the old man Hua, and my master is the adopted son of his old man, Brother Eagle and Brother Ape, no wonder they fought more than once before, and they were afraid of the Chengying Sword in my hand, it turned out to be because of this!"

At this time, the sound of the outdoor fight had stopped, Xia Xijun thought about it, or put down the fish scale knife in his hand first, and after dealing with the hatred between Brother Eagle and Brother Ape, he dealt with the things explained in the last words of the old man Hua.

He pushed open the stone door and looked at it, only to see a carving and an ape both lying next to the pool, covered in blood, as if they had fainted.

Xia Xijun looked at them, couldn't help sighing, shook his head, and then, squatting down, stretched out his right hand, touched between their snorts, felt that there was still a faint breath left, so he hurriedly tried his best to drag them into the pool before, the ugly eagle white ape was stimulated by the water, and suddenly came to his senses, and stayed in the pool to wash off the blood, and then they got up again.

Xia Xijun was relieved to see that they were all safe and sound, but what should he do next to completely resolve the hatred between the ugly eagle and the white ape?