It turns out that in the last pages of "Ancient Dream Talk", Shouqiu Sanren included some strange and strange symbols, which are said to be several characters from ancient times. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And one of them, which is very similar to the mysterious text on the cyan fragment, has the same strange shape and clumsy style, and you will associate the two at a glance.

Shen Du was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly picked up the fragments and compared them with the contents of the book.

After a closer look, he immediately decided that the two were the same script.

Once confirmed, Shen Du hurriedly looked back.

However, only a few pages have passed, and the book has reached the end of the book, and there is no more record. After several mysterious texts, there is no corresponding translation.

Seeing this, Shen Du was stunned at first, and then looked at it several times, as if he was a little incredulous.

No matter how much he searched, he still didn't find the corresponding translation of the mysterious text and the Xia language. These so-called ancient texts seem to have only been included in them.

After a while, he sighed slightly and silently closed the book.

The road ahead is vast, and if you want to get involved in the fairy road, I am afraid it will not be easy.

After a while, Shen Du retracted some of his troubled thoughts, but remembered another thing.

He frowned, reached out and took the sword from the side, and ripped off the linen cloth wrapped around it.

The light was not blazing, and the doors and windows were closed, so it was inevitable that the house would be a little dark.

However, the moment he tore off the sackcloth, a cold light suddenly lit up, as if carrying a sharp aura, which made Shen Du can't help but squint his eyes slightly.

"What a good sword. ”

With a look of admiration in his eyes, he brought Zhongxiao to his eyes to observe carefully.

As the personal saber of the border general, the style of Zhongxiao sword is simple and unpretentious, without much decoration, and it is almost the same as the style of military sword-making.

Only its sword body is thick and bright, showing the extraordinary quality of the blade of the divine soldier.

As if thinking of something, Shen Du reached out and drew a strand of hair from his sideburns and put it on the blade of the Zhongxiao Sword.

With a gentle blow, the hair vibrated slightly, and then broke into two pieces and fell down in a whirlwind.

Hair breakage.

Seeing this, Shen Du couldn't help but show a little surprise, but he didn't expect the rumors of blowing hair and breaking hair to be true.

It seems that this sword is indeed a rare peerless sword, at least in the world, there should be few swords that can be compared.

Shen Du held the Zhongxiao sword and got up and walked to the empty space in the center of the room.

The external skills of "Tai Chi Spectrum" are based on fists and feet, which can be used in all kinds of weapons, the moves are simple and subtle, and the swordsmanship is also outstanding.

Zhongxiao sword is in his hand, but the weight is just right, only a little light dance, the breeze blows, it seems to have the feeling of human sword unity, extremely handy, so that Shen Du unconsciously calmed down, and Wu used his own swordsmanship.

The footsteps are silent, the body is like a flying swallow, the sword shadow in his hand flashes, and the sword wind is endless.

Although the room is not spacious, Shen Du cast his sword, no matter how it changes, whether he jumps or soars or turns, his body is always in one place, and he does not cross it, and the sword roars like dust, but he cannot leave his body.

A moment passed, and in the sound of the sword, there seemed to be a group of slaughter in the room.

Shen Du's expression was indifferent, and the sword shadow in his hand was like a wave, endless.

Suddenly, his wrist vibrated lightly, and the sword shadow like a wave suddenly converged, only the edge of the sword remained undiminished.

The figure turned, and the sword was drawn forward.

The dark energy in the meridians suddenly exploded, only to hear a sword roar, the tip of the sword pointed, and an invisible sword qi shot out, rushing straight to the candlestick on the desk.

With a soft sound, the bronze candlestick broke in response to the sound, and fell into two parts on the table, and one of the bones rolled away and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Shen Du exhaled slightly, looked down at the blade in his hand, and couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction.

"This kind of blade is a great help. He shook his head, "It's just that a scabbard is missing, which is somewhat inconvenient." ”

Thinking of this, Shen Du immediately took a short ruler, measured the length and width of the Zhongxiao sword several times, knew it in his heart, and wrote it down on the paper, and then came out of the house and went straight down to the second floor.

As he walked up the stairs, he seemed to notice something, and suddenly frowned and looked in one place.

In a corner on the first floor, a tall man sat alone at the table, slowly eating a few small dishes on the table.

The tall man looked calm, poured a glass of wine and drank it, picked up a chopstick dish, put it in his mouth and chewed it twice, making a "tsk" sound, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

However, just now, Shen Du clearly felt that this person was staring at him, and it didn't seem like an unintentional move, but there was a trace of hostility.

Enmity?

Shen Du asked himself if he hadn't offended anyone recently, this so-called hostility was really a bit clueless, maybe it was just an illusion.

Besides, even if there is any hostility, he is not afraid at all now.

He only smiled coldly in his heart, and then ignored this person, and Shen Du left the inn alone.

The people's livelihood in Qingshi County is prosperous, as long as it is an ordinary store, it can be found nearby. Making a scabbard is not a special task, you just need to go to the usual blacksmith's shop.

After passing through a few streets, Shen Du arrived at the largest blacksmith shop in the neighborhood.

The front hall of the blacksmith shop is quite small, and there is no superfluous arrangement, only a set of tables and chairs, and a pot of tea on the table for customers to wait for rest, and the whole is not much different from a grocery store.

Only in the corner of the wall, there are some commonly used iron tools such as shovels and hammers, which are easy to buy and sell.

A guy who greeted the guests stood in front of the cabinet, and when he saw Shen Du coming in, he immediately smiled and said, "Does the guest officer want to buy something or order something?"

"Is there a scabbard here?" Shen Du looked around, and then asked.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in response: "Yes, yes, but the size of the scabbard is different." If the guest officer wants to buy it, it is better to try it with a sword. ”

Shen Du thought for a while and said, "I have some detailed dimensions, I don't know if it's okay?"

The little guy took a look, nodded, and said, "The guest officer remembers it in real detail, so it's okay." ”

"There are exactly two scabbards of this size, one is made of pig iron, five hundred yuan, and the other is made of stainless steel, three thousand yuan, I wonder which one the guest officer wants?" After a pause, he continued.

"It's made of steel. Shen Du took out three taels of broken silver and handed them to the little guy.

The little guy took the money, smiled, nodded and said, "Wait a minute, guest officer." With that, he turned and departed, and entered through a small door.

After a short time, the little servant came back with a scabbard in his hand.

"That's it, the guest officer can take it and try it, and if it's not suitable, you can change it again. He took the scabbard to Shen Du and said.

Shen Du took the scabbard, looked left and right, and then checked it with his hand, thinking that it should be just right, said "good", and turned away with the scabbard.

"The guest officer walked slowly. ”