Museum of Demons

The battle sword of the Qin Dynasty?

Wei Yuan was a little surprised by this veteran's harvest.

The two agreed on a time on the phone, and the old Taoist told Zhang Hao to pick up Wei Yuan by car. Wei Yuan changed his clothes, thought about it, and wore the jade dragon on his body, and there was a mark left by Jue on the back of his hand. , this is left by the goddess to prevent him from encountering any danger, and it can be regarded as a simpler means of communication.

Wei Yuan waited quietly with the sword box on his back. The Eight-faced Han Sword and the tiger had spoken heartfelt words and had a good bath in the blood of the gods. Now they have been completely reborn.

Put it in the sword box together with Zhang Daoling's Fajian.

Wei Yuan told Shuigui and the others to watch in the museum, somewhat looking forward to the ancient sword that the old Taoist said, even if he couldn't recover part of his true spirit, if he could glimpse the hidden picture on the ancient object, it would be considered a gain.

At this time, Wei Yuan suddenly noticed a middle-aged man in his thirties outside the door, walking back and forth, hesitating, his face seemed hesitant to come in.

Then he seemed to notice that Wei Yuan saw himself in the door, scratched his head in embarrassment, nodded, turned and left, a bit like a customer who was going to buy something but was embarrassed to enter the door for some reason.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful, but his kind of shop is not the kind that insists on urging people to come in and have a look, so he didn't take the initiative to ask.

Not long after, Zhang Hao drove to the museum.

The old Taoist was also sitting inside.

Wei Yuan asked the water ghost to close the museum temporarily, and then sat in the back seat. Before Zhang Hao started the car, the old Taoist looked at the young-looking museum owner in front of him, and thought of what happened in Yingtian Mansion earlier. Fighting, still couldn't help hiding a trace of horror in his eyes.

He controlled his emotions very well, and told the destination this time as the car drove. It was a place to protect some special antiquities for the special operations team and Daomen. It was a hidden collection, and many of them were Something from the Qin and Han dynasties, the old Taoist priest and the people in this place made a request to Wei Yuan once, and they got the feedback after a few days.

It is a sword, and it has two handles.

Two handles?

Wei Yuan asked back.

The old Taoist replied: Yes, two swords. These two swords were found in the tomb of the king of the Qin Dynasty. Among them, the popularity of a sword is not much worse than Tai'a in strict terms.

Wei Yuan asked, What is it?

The old Taoist exhaled slightly, and replied, Mrs. Xu's sword.

Wei Yuan remembered this sword, dagger, or dagger.

Whether it is in the past or in modern textbooks, there are impressions. Of course, I have seen this sword in the past. The sharp weapon obtained by Yan Taizidan, tried the sword with people, and it died at an inch. The historical records are poisoned, but In fact, it is a soul-slaying talisman sword, used by Jing Ke to assassinate Qin Wangzheng.

The first emperor kept the sword.

Those were some of his rare moments of embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, in this era, we could see Mrs. Xu's sword again, Wei Yuan asked, What about the other sword?

The old Taoist shook his head hesitantly, and said: That's not clear, I don't have much research on these ancient relics, but you can ask my old brother after you go, he should know.

All the way without words.

The car arrived at the place quickly.

Wei Yuan and the old Taoist got out of the car, while Zhang Hao wanted to go back. After Wei Yuan got off the car, he suddenly remembered what he had seen in his dream before. Hao, the next time you invite a girl you like, you might as well try to talk to her and try to reduce the reagent by half.

Zhang Hao froze, he opened his mouth.

Thinking of Tiannu, thinking of the three handsome or glamorous women next door to the museum, and thinking of the beauty in red who is the newly opened painter, I suddenly feel convinced, sincerely thank you, and then said: Master Wei, this is your experience?

experience?

Wei Yuan's eyes fell on the message imprint left by the goddess on the back of his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

No.

He replied: This is metaphysics.

……………………

Wei Yuan followed the old Taoist into this hidden place, protected by a barrier.

It was a very old-fashioned house, built in a modern steel jungle, which looked like the fusion of the past and modern technology. A tall, muscular old man walked out of the room and greeted the old Taoist priest.

Then he looked at Wei Yuan and said in surprise, Little guy, are you the one who wants to see my baby this time?

brat?

The corner of the old Taoist's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly urged: Who else?

Old Zhou, don't you hurry up and take out your things?

The old man surnamed Zhou murmured why you were so impatient, and turned around to get things. The old Taoist wiped his sweat, and Wei Yuan looked around, but not long before, there was a clanging and whistling in the room, and that week's The old man surnamed shouted angrily, and immediately a jet of black streamer flew out, stabbing desperately at Wei Yuan.

The vigor is fierce, and although the murderous aura is not revealed, it is extremely pure and strong.

The jade dragon pendant worn by Wei Yuan emitted black light.

He somewhat knew the reason, it was because Mrs. Xu's sword was attached to the breath of the first emperor, which made the weapon hostile to him. The old man surnamed Zhou couldn't catch up, and he didn't know that there were two sharp weapons hidden in the sword box behind Wei Yuan. He didn't care too much, and with a little force, the other sword in his hand flew out of its sheath.

Subconsciously, Wei Yuan raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and drew it out.

The sound of the sword's cry was clear, obviously it was a high-quality sharp weapon. The sword was made during the Warring States Period, and he retreated. The ancient sword in Wei Yuan's palm fell, and Mrs. Xu's sword froze, and then stabbed directly at Wei Yuan's neck, with murderous intentions. The target is Wei Yuan, not Yulong Pei.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly and raised his hand.

The sword was mighty, and it was slashing right at the edge of the short sword, and the half-short Mrs. Xu's sword fell to the ground. After a long time of erosion and passage, that Mrs. Xu's sword was no longer as sharp as it used to be. This time, it was finally cut off directly and stuck upside down on the ground.

Wei Yuan looked at the ancient sword in his palm, and felt a familiar aura on the sword.

It is the breath of the true spirit.

The two old men hurried forward, carefully picked up the Mrs. Xu's sword, checked for any scars, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, put it in a brocade box and hid it, then looked at Wei Yuan, who seemed to be absent-minded, The old man surnamed Zhou leaned forward, stared at the ancient sword, and saw that there was no cut mark on the sword, so he was relieved.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw Wei Yuan suddenly raised his hand and pointed his finger across the sword spine. The ancient sword that had been buried underground for a long time was clanging and whistling, as if rejoicing, and an invisible wind swept across the sword. , directly rolled up a little rust hidden on it, and the rest was still a gloomy and cold evil spirit.

The rust was engulfed in the sword energy and surrounded the body, as if the young man who looked young also had a breath of vicissitudes.

The old man surnamed Zhou was stunned.

The old Taoist looked at the young man with a peaceful expression and a calm sword, thinking of the woman with the Overlord Spear, and the celestial girl in the flower shop, a ridiculous thought came to his mind, and he asked subconsciously: Master Wei, what are you doing? Do you recognize this sword?

Wei Yuan put the sword back into its sheath and replied, I know it.

How can you not recognize it?

He said: This sword is called Shulou Sword, also named Dulu.

It is the sword of punishing officials, and the sword of Mrs. Xu, which is the sword of regicide, is opposite to each other. It was once bestowed on Wu Zixu by Fuchai, the king of Wu. Wu Zixu died under the sword, saying that he would hang his eyes on the city to see The state of Wu was crushed, and Gou Jian did indeed crush the state of Wu afterwards.

Then this sword ended Goujian's minister Wenzhong's life. If Fan Li hadn't walked fast, this sword might have killed him as well.

The old man surnamed Zhou subconsciously said: This is the famous sword that killed the two ministers?

two?

He heard the voice of the young man in front of him pause, and then replied, No, it's three.

A wisp of sword screams in the scabbard.

Wei Yuan held the sword in his hand, strand by strand, the aura of the true spirit that had been hidden for a long time returned.

………………………

It belongs to Loujian, which is the sword of Wang Zhuchen.

It should have been the forty years of the first emperor of Qin, but now it is three years of Qin II.

A ship docks on the coast of the East China Sea.

When he was no longer the same as the young Yuan, wearing the jade dragon pendant, and set foot on the land of Daqin, it was completely different from the two previous departures. He was already thirty years old, and he raised his head and looked at the vast and endless sky. , clenched the Daqin Black Bingtai Battle Sword in his hand, and embarked on the road back to Xianyang.

This is my second time coming back here.

We did find the elixir—

But His Majesty is no longer there.

My emperor is respected.

However, there is nothing miraculous about the three mountains overseas.

so,

We cut off the many islands outside the East China Sea, as well as the native primordial divinity that was born on the Dongying Islands and has not yet been differentiated.

And use it to refine the elixir.

PS: Today's second update... 2,800 words, thanks to the leader of Taoist Ergou, thank you~

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This is a feast of acting. The script in your hand may not be the only ending, but from the moment you get the script, are you ready to dominate your destiny?

——Infinite Script Killing