English is the most widely spoken language in the world, but the accent spoken in English varies from place to place.

Of course, it is not excluded that some people will be able to practice pure American English or London accent.

English is mixed with French words, but it can analyze a little something.

This is certainly not to say that these whites would be French, and even if the proud French could speak English, it was unlikely that they would use it unless necessary.

However, there are many places where English and French are spoken.

In addition, the other party's face shape is somewhat similar to that of the Uyghurs, and they are biased towards the white Mediterranean race.

Li Zhichang judged that the other party was more likely to be from Syria and Liya, from a place where wars were frequent.

Without exception, the anomalous foreigners seemed to surround the coffee-colored man, intentionally or unintentionally.

Bai Susu looked at these exhibits with relish, while her roommate Sun Jing was bored.

Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at the area where the poster was exhibited, these were ancient cold weapons, with different styles, including armor, halberds, and bows and arrows.

These are all things worn by some ethnic minority soldiers, and the patterns on them are extremely special, and the text of the introduction can also make people look at it with relish.

Bai Susu's gaze finally fell on the simple long sword, and found that there was no text introduction, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

Looking at its style, as well as the inscription on it, Bai Susu suddenly thought of a poem 'Haoran has stopped, and a few sticks are restored'.

This should be the magic sword of the ancient monks,

I remember that she had read a ~ book ~ Taoist collection in the library. Among them is a description of the magic sword:

Shaanzhou iron nine catties, take the terracotta as a furnace, loess as a model. Fierce fire and iron for juice. Facing the south on Satenseki. Recite the twenty-four mantras, the twenty-four calligraphy, and the cinnabar wine group makes a pill and throws iron juice into the furnace...... A large vat is full of ~ springs, and the water in the sword is thrown into the tank as a thunder, and its clouds are ...... to roar.

The few hundred words of the Dao exhaust the cumbersome and rigorous forging process of the magic sword, and at the same time, it can also be seen that the ancient monks attached great importance to the magic sword.

It's just that the book also said that Mengyuan banned martial arts, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty banned martial arts. The Han people were not allowed to hold weapons, and the habit of the Taoist people wearing magic swords had long been annihilated, but instead of peach wood swords and the like.

Illustrate this longsword. It's probably hundreds of years old.

It's a pity that her knowledge is shallow, and she can't tell which of the different schools this magic sword belongs to the Zhengyi League, the Gao Xuan Division, the Cave God Division, and so on.

In fact, not only could she not tell the difference, but even the scholars invited by the museum couldn't tell which school of magic sword it was, because the runes engraved in it were not any of the schools recorded in the literature. Maybe it's a secret story.

Because you can't tell the calendar. So naturally there is no introduction.

At the same time, Bai Susu found that there was a young man next to him who seemed to be looking at the long sword, and he was still a little familiar, but he didn't know it at all.

At this time, the whole exhibition hall suddenly went dark, and then suddenly there was a gunshot sound.

Sun Jing was usually arrogant and not afraid of the earth, but at the moment, she couldn't help but tremble.

Panic is contagious, especially in this dark environment where gunshots are ringing out.

Bai Susu was very calm and grabbed Sun Jing. Lean to the side as far as you can and tell her not to move.

In fact, in this case, it is easier to get into trouble by moving around.

The museum itself is not crowded. The space is very large, and the probability of a stampede in a small space is still very small, that is, I am afraid that when I run around, I will be injured by mistake.

There must be an emergency in place at the museum, and even if the main power supply is cut off, there must be a backup.

Within a few minutes, if not tens of seconds, the light can at least be restored.

In the sound of gunshots~ there was a sound of glass shattering, very close to them.

All this happened unexpectedly, and even if Bai Susu reacted like this, he still had to resign himself to fate.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the power supply to be restored.

Then there was the clearing of the crowd and the arrival of the police.

A dozen items were stolen from the museum, some valuable, some not, and the only thing Bai Susu noticed was that the long sword was also missing.

The riot was so loud and loud that there were gunshots that it was impossible to conceal it, and the news would definitely have reported it.

After coming out, Sun Jingxiao~ her face was still white, after all, there were more than a dozen people who were said to have been carried out just now, and I don't know if anyone died.

Bai Susu's face is also very white, but she is already very white, and she can't tell if she is frightened.

She always felt that the long sword was missing, and it was not simple.

Li Zhichang walked on the street very casually, in front of him was a beautiful woman with outstanding figure, wearing a sexual~sensible windbreaker, wearing sunglasses, carrying a large bag, a full urban beauty.

He had been with him for hours, and he had been to the flower shop, crossed many streets and streets, and often entered the shops next to him.

Even the other party has taken a taxi, taken a bus, and within the third ring road, most of them have been visited by the other party in this short period of time.

Anyone will think that the other party is just an ordinary urban beauty.

Li Zhichang knew that she was not a woman, but a man.

Very clever camouflage skills, but unfortunately it doesn't work for him, and the long sword is also in the opponent's hand.

During this time, the other party threw all the Syrians away.

He is not fighting alone, there are accomplices.

This person is very powerful, and he is proficient in many skills, especially his physical flexibility, and he is also proficient in some joint techniques and bone reduction techniques, and even has practiced yoga, and may have a firearm on his body.

But in Li Zhichang's eyes, it is still vulnerable.

It would have been easy for him to snatch the ancient sword, and it would have been on the other side.

However, Li Zhichang was more interested, what the other party did with that sword.

Although many exhibits were stolen from the museum, the real purpose was definitely the ancient sword, and everything else was just confusing.

In front of it was a shopping mall, and the other party dressed as an urban beauty walked in naturally.

Li Zhichang hid in the crowd of people, and followed not close or far until the other party went to the women's bathroom.

It's a normal move, and whoever has been gone for so long may have a desire for convenience.

It didn't take long for the urban beauty to walk out.

Li Zhichang did not follow.

Soon after, a middle-aged woman with messy hair and a little bloated came out, looking at her outfit, but it was the cleaner here, Li Zhichang smiled faintly, and said in his heart: It's still you.

In the end, the other party went to the office area of the mall, took the work card, and entered it unimpeded.

Li Zhichang had a feeling that this might be a stronghold of the other party.

Even Li Zhichang in the White House can enter quietly, not to mention this small territory.

At this moment, in the depths of the mall's office area, in a basement room, a large screen is lit, and a person is sitting in an office chair on the screen, only the back can be seen clearly.

If Li Zhichang is in the room on the screen and sees this person's face clearly, he will find that the other party is exactly the same as himself, and there is a kind of coldness exuding from his body.

It's a coldness that you can really feel.

The man held a glass in an elegant posture, and it contained a scarlet liquid, which was virgin blood. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to the 200 rewards of N in the P area