Cannon fodder Qin Daddy is cultivating immortality [Sword Three]

Ye Jiuge spent a lot of effort to not open the box made of black iron wood, and he didn't know if the box was restricted by Shang Wu.

"Alas... God's will, it really is wrong to peek at other people's privacy."

Ye Jiuge sighed, and stood up holding the box.Even God won't let him open this box, so he might as well not read it...

Although I was as curious as having a cat's paw, I couldn't even open the box, no matter how curious I was, it was useless.

"It's a pity... I finally thought I could know something about Shangwu..."

"Oh...it seems that we have to wait for Master to come back and ask Master."

As Ye Jiuge said, he put the box in his arms on a stone protruding from the stone wall. Around the stone were unknown crystals that glowed with faint blue fluorescence. Nothing is stored.

"It looks more conspicuous here, so it should be easy to find in the future."

Ye Jiuge nodded and murmured in a low voice, he still didn't give up the idea of ​​opening the box.The style of the box had already been memorized in his mind, and when he was free for two days, he went to Jinglan Peak to ask Senior Brother Qingshi how to open the box.Brother Qingshi, as the highest-ranking craftsman in the sect, presumably should know how to make Shangwu's box.

After making up his mind, Ye Jiuge prepared to leave.However, he had just taken two steps when he heard a muffled 'bang' from behind him.

Ye Jiuge turned around and saw that Shangwu's box had fallen from the stone.

The surface of the stone protruding from the stone wall is not flat and smooth, but arched upwards.Ye Jiuge originally thought he had put the box in place, but he didn't know that he fell off the rock as soon as he left the box...

"A box made of black iron wood should not break, right?"

Ye Jiuge walked back again, bent down to pick up the box, but...

"Fuck, did it really break?"

The box in his hand seemed to have been thrown through a crack, and it was no longer in the tightly closed state just now.

Ye Jiuge turned the box in his hand, and the crack faced him.Then he discovered that the box was not what he thought it was - it was broken, but when it fell, it seemed to hit the opening mechanism and opened by itself.

"Hey... is this God helping me?"

Since the box opened by itself, Ye Jiuge was no longer polite.

He simply sat down cross-legged, and then lifted the lid of the box.But after lifting the lid of the box and seeing what was inside, Ye Jiuge fell silent.

Broken cups, broken writing brushes, torn books, unfinished ornaments, a yellowed picture scroll and half pieces of wood that looked like wood carvings.

"This Shangwu...how come I like collecting junk like me."

Ye Jiuge also has the habit of collecting things that he can't bear to throw away, like the gadgets in the side room of the cave above, all of them were given to him by Bai Yanshu, Ji Changming and others before... to make children happy.

For him, those things can be said to be very important memories, so even though there are many things that have no collection value or can even be regarded as 'garbage', Ye Jiuge is reluctant to throw them away.

In his mustard space, there is also a Qiankun bag specially used to hold these 'tacks' of him.Ye Jiuge originally thought that he was the only one who had such an unspeakable hobby... He never expected to meet someone of the same kind.

He seems to be more interested in this man called Shangwu...

Ye Jiuge put the box on his lap, hesitated for a moment before picking up the yellowed scroll in the box, and unfolded it carefully.

Although the scroll was well preserved by the owner, the painting on it has faded due to time.However, this did not prevent Ye Jiuge from recognizing the painting on the scroll as the tree of death and the silhouette of a man practicing sword under the tree of death.

"Is this person Shangwu?"

Ye Jiuge gently touched the silhouette of the man painted on the scroll with his fingertips... For some reason, he had a feeling in his heart that the person painted on this scroll must be Shangwu.

"I can't see my face..."

Because of the fading of the paint on the scroll, Shangwu's side face looked blurry. Even if Ye Jiuge looked closely, he still couldn't see Shangwu's face clearly, which made Ye Jiuge feel it was a pity.

"Forget it... let's replace it with another one, and see if we can find anything else."

Ye Jiuge closed the scroll with some regret, carefully put the scroll back into the box, and then took out the book that was torn from the middle.

"Let me see... what's in here... ah!" Ye Jiuge exclaimed

With a sound, he closed the pages of the book that he had opened in his hand.

He swallowed, and opened the book again in disbelief, the contents inside were still exactly the same as what he had just seen...

"This, this, this... Could this be the legendary... erotic picture?"

Ye Jiuge's hand holding the book couldn't help trembling slightly. Before he could recover from the astonishment that Shangwu had collected a book of erotic pictures, he was caught by the pictures of the two protagonists drawn on the erotic pictures. The sex is shocking.

"Wait...why is this erotic book a male-male version!?"

Ye Jiuge couldn't believe his eyes, he turned a few more pages... and found that this is really a male and male version of erotic pictures.

"Oh my god... This Shangwu actually hid a torn-up version of erotic pictures of men and women in the box!"

Ye Jiuge always thought that the contents of this book might be Shangwu's diary or essays... Who would have thought that it would be such an explosive content.

Shouldn't sword repairers be ascetics?

What the hell is this operation of collecting erotic pictures!And it's a erotic book that was torn apart and then re-bound... Ye Jiuge felt that he couldn't understand this person named Shangwu more and more, even though he didn't even know what Shangwu looked like .

Being able to use such a precious refining material as black iron wood to make a box to hold these 'garbage', Ye Jiuge felt that Shangwu should be the same as him, a person who values ​​emotions, right?

Sighing, Ye Jiuge closed the erotic picture in his hand, and then tidied up the box that he had messed up.

It is full of 'tacks', there is no useful information, the only thing that may be useful is the painting, but unfortunately the paint on the screen is a bit faded, making it difficult to see the face of the protagonist in the painting.

"I don't know what time it is..."

Ye Jiuge put the box back on, then raised his head and looked at the sky above the Paradise.

The cave is at the bottom of the mountain, and the light can only rely on unknown crystals growing on the stone wall.You can't feel the passage of time here at all, that is to say... Ye Jiuge doesn't know how long he stayed here.

"I remember that when I came down, it seemed that it was not dark yet. It shouldn't be too late to go back now, right?"

After counting the time, Ye Jiuge stood up from the ground holding the box, ready to go home.

He has to go to Zhengyang Hall tomorrow to settle the accounts with the Yin family in Changping for thinking about his master.Going back to the cave now, he should still have time to change and wash up.

It's not that Ye Jiuge is smug, but that his hair is disheveled, his clothes are baggy, and he looks slovenly at first glance...

Disciples who are qualified to enter the inner sect will meet the suzerain and a group of high-ranking elders in the sect together with the inner disciples of the aristocratic family in the Zhengyang Temple, and then they will be led by the elders or peak masters who intend to accept disciples. Walk.

If he went to Zhengyang Hall with this slovenly appearance, he would be embarrassing Bai Yanshu and Tianji Peak.Although his master certainly wouldn't care, Ye Jiuge still didn't want to hear others say his master was bad.

After all, as the saying goes, the son does not teach the fault of the father, and the disciple does not make the fault of the teacher.If there was anything wrong with him, Ye Jiuge, the first thing people would think of was that Bai Yanshu didn't teach him well.

Ye Jiuge didn't want his master to be criticized by others because of his own reasons.

"Should you be able to calm down this time?"

Ye Jiuge put Shangwu's box on the stone protruding from the stone wall again. In order to prevent the box from falling off the stone again, he also took out a few spirit stones from the Qiankun ring to use as pads. Under the box, level the place where the stone is not arched.

After finishing all this, Ye Jiuge patted his hands and planned to go back to the cave.However, when Ye Jiuge had just stepped on the stone ladder leaving Dongtian Paradise... he ran back and took the box off the stone in a strange way.

"Sure enough, I'm still very curious about what is written in the last five characters..."

Ye Jiuge gently stroked the nine characters engraved on the box by Shangwu with his thumb.The handwriting of these nine characters always gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but it was a pity that he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Jiuge decided to take the box back first, and after these two days of busy work, he would go to the ancient books and check to see if he could translate these words.

However, after Ye Jiuge went back, the matter of translating the meaning of the words engraved on the box was squeezed out of his mind by a series of events that happened afterwards.It wasn't until he recovered his memory that he remembered that there was still a relic of Shangwu in his mustard space.

At that time, Ye Jiuge, who had recovered his memory, was held in Bai Yanshu's arms, while pointing to the nine words "My Beloved Changge Yi-Shangwu" engraved on the box, while smiling and teasing The helpless Bai Yanshu.

"Master~ Zhenxiang warning~ Hurry up and tell the truth, when did you hide these things, don't say that after I disappeared, I remember that you tore up the erotic pictures in front of me~"