Yue Wang Gou Jian

Could it be that this Mr. Woods is a homosexual, so he decided that Xi Shi is a man, and insisting that Xi Shi is a woman did not tear him down.God, why am I so stupid.Whether Xi Shi is a man or a woman has nothing to do with him. He likes that Xi Shi is a man, so he should be a man, so why make him unhappy.

Su Qian's heart was flustered, and suddenly she saw Woods rushing towards the sword-appreciating crowd. Su Qian was afraid of losing him, so she hurriedly followed and squeezed in together.

Although a large group of people were densely surrounded in front, Su Qian still saw the two swords in the front display window by virtue of her body advantage of being able to see all the small mountains.Although a large group of people were densely surrounded in front, Su Qian still saw the two swords in the front display window by virtue of her body advantage of being able to see all the small mountains.

The one on the left is the Goujian Sword of the King of Yue. The head of the sword is rolled outwards into a hoop shape, and eleven very small concentric circles are cast inside.The hilt is a cylinder with a silk rope wrapped around it and engraved with three rings.The sword grid protrudes outwards, the front is made of blue glass, the back is made of turquoise to inlay beautiful patterns, and the entire body of the sword is decorated with diamond-shaped dark patterns.It is worthy of being the emperor's sword, the exquisite craftsmanship and meticulous carving are really rare in the world.

Su Qian shifted her eyes to Woods again, and found that he was staring at Wu Wang Fuchamao in the right window without moving. The moment her eyes met King Wu's Fuchamao, Su Qian suddenly felt as if someone had hit her heart hard with a hammer. She glanced at it for a thousand years, as if Su Qian's existence in this life was just for this moment. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, and tears flowed uncontrollably. Rolling down from the eye socket... Wu Wang's Fucha spear is shaped like a dagger, with a longitudinally protruding ridge in the middle and a blood groove.It has two sharp edges that converge straight upwards into sharp peaks.The lower part is cast in the shape of a dovetail.On the front of the spear leaf, there is an inscription of eight characters near the part of the paddle. Although it is engraved with the seal of the state of Wu, Su Qian can recognize the words on it at a glance: "Fuchai, the king of Wu, used a sword since he first (made)". Wrong mouth gold, bright as 2000 years ago...

"This short spear is exquisitely carved, and Fucha's metallurgy skills are getting more and more sophisticated. I'm afraid even if the sword god Ou Yezi is resurrected, he will not be able to compare with you..."

A thin strand of hair slowly floated down in the air, fell on a short spear that Fu Chai had just forged in Gou Jian's hand, and suddenly broke in two.

"Blowing hair and breaking hair, what a short spear..."

Gou Jianzai looked at it carefully, the raging flames of the sword furnace danced in his clear and bright eyes,

"How, do you admire her husband?"

Fu Chai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and looked at the man he had been chasing all his life before him, showing a doting smile on his face.

"Although the weapon is good, it's a pity that it's not mine."

Gou Jian lightly stroked the eight gold characters engraved on the short spear with his hand, "Fu Chai, King of Wu, used a sword from Zha (job)", pretending to be coquettish and said.Having lived on Penglai Island for nearly ten years, Gou Jian has long been used to Fu Chai jokingly calling himself "husband".

"A sword is worthy of a beauty. If she is the most beautiful woman in the world today, she must match the world's number one sword."

Fu Chai suddenly took out a treasured sword from nowhere, and the scabbard was inlaid with gorgeous red and green gemstones. The gemstones shone brightly in the firelight, like stars twinkling in the sky.This is a surprise that Fu Chai spent ten years carefully preparing for Gou Jian. Whenever Gou Jian fell asleep in his arms, Fu Chai would quietly get up and polish the sword. He tiptoed back to the bedroom, hugged the sleeping Goujian into his arms, and fell asleep again.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, only a sword crafted with such care can be worthy of such a romantic and handsome character like Suzhi.Fu Chai was very satisfied with the gift he had prepared for Gou Jian. He stood there, just waiting to see the joy and excitement on Gou Jian's face when he took the sword.

However, the scene imagined thousands of times in his mind did not happen in reality. Gou Jian stood quietly on the spot, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, stroked his uneven cheek with his hands, and fell silent for a while.

Feeling that Gou Jian's mood was wrong, Fu Chai realized that he had slipped his words. He hugged him into his arms and comforted him,

"Suzhi, you know, maybe I used to love your face, but now I love you as a person, and what I love is the soul named Suzhi hidden under this skin. No matter what you become So, in my heart, Fu Chai, you will always be the most beautiful person in the world..."

Fu Chai's sweet words made Gou Jian smile through tears. After so many things and living together for so long, Gou Jian certainly would not doubt Fu Chai's feelings for him, but what was left to Fu Chai was not the best version of himself, which made Gou Jian a little frustrated .

With a sound of "clang", the long sword was unsheathed, and the thin and sharp blade reflected Gou Jian's joyful and excited face.The sharp edges on both sides of it are slightly curved, and are the widest from the two-thirds of the sword grid. They gradually retract as they move forward, expand again at the front, and then converge into the tip of the sword.There is a raised ridge in the middle of the sword body, and the two sides are slightly concave.The blade is fully decorated with black lozenge patterns.The sword lattice is cast in the shape of animal face, one side is inlaid with turquoise, and the other side is inlaid with blue glass.The sword stem is cylindrical, without hoops, and only has two sets of four fine strings.When it was unearthed, it was wrapped with silk ropes (gou).The head of the sword is rolled outwards into a disk shape, cast with eleven concentric circular patterns.There are two lines of eight-character inscriptions on the front near the grid, in bird and insect body seal script, read from right to left as "Yue Wang Jiuqian, exclusive sword".

"Why is Jiuqian engraved?"

Gou Jian asked doubtfully, looking at Fu Chai with his clear eyes.

"Gou Jian, the king of Yue, had a rough life, and he was never really happy. But Jiu Qian, who has forgotten all the past, is different. He is simple and carefree. So, I hope you will be the carefree King Jiu Qian of Yue. Not Goujian, king of Yue who was overwhelmed by hatred and power."

Fu Chai took him into his arms again and said softly.

It turned out that he was so well-intentioned, Gou Jian's heart moved, and he leaned against Fu Chai's strong chest and said,

"From now on, you will be the spear and I will be the sword. The spear and the sword will never be separated..."

"Um……"

Fu Chai hugged the person in his arms tightly, and nodded heavily.

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Time flies, time flies, and before you know it, the fairy couple on Penglai Island has already turned gray.

"Fucha, don't be sad, I will definitely not drink Meng Po soup when I get down there. On the Naihe Bridge, next to the Sansheng Stone, I will wait for you..."

Goujian's old and weak voice stopped suddenly, the eyes that were no longer clear on his face were closed forever, and his skinny hands were thrown to the ground heavily, as if singing a song It was a sad elegy, and the long sword on the grass seemed to utter a mournful cry.

Fu Chai sat on the grass, holding his beloved's body tightly with one hand, and took out the gorgeous short spear from his arms with the other hand. This short spear has not been used since it was made.And this time is the first time he uses it, and it will also be the last time.

Fu Chai bowed his head, enfolded his beloved's long-closed lips, and kissed softly, as if through the two aging bodies, kissing each other's souls.For a long time, Fu Chai raised his head reluctantly, closed his eyes quietly, straightened his heart with the short spear in his hand, and pushed forward heavily, the blood flowed out from his body, drop by drop, and Fu Chai's life was dying Passing away drop by drop.

If there is no you Si Suzhi in this world, how can there be me, Ji Fuchai.Since you have decided to go to that world, then I will accompany you to the end.

So, on the Naihe Bridge, next to the Sansheng Stone, wait for me...

"Dang..." The spears and swords struck each other, and the two bodies that were more than seventy years old were tightly attached to each other, and the world seemed to be frozen like this.

From now on, the king is the spear, I am the sword, the spear and the sword depend on each other, and will never be separated...

On the Naihe Bridge, next to the Sansheng Stone, goodbye...

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Su Qian was teary-eyed beside the window displaying Goujian Sword of King Yue and Fuchai Spear of King Wu.

"Fucha, Fucha..."

Su Qian had already forgotten where she was, and just murmured these two words in her mouth.

"Gou Jian, king of Yue, you have finally remembered everything. If so, prepare to die..."

Suddenly a shrill voice rang in his ears, and Su Qian seemed to wake up in an instant. He saw the electronic clock on the wall, and it was already 55:[-] in the evening.The museum was already empty, except for Mr. Woods who was standing not far away.But when he took a closer look, Su Qian was almost scared out of his wits. At this time, Mr. Woods' light blue and white eyeballs had long since disappeared, leaving only two dark eye sockets, and above his head, floating A pair of bloody eyeballs stared at Su Qian viciously, which was indescribably weird and terrifying, exactly the same as what he saw in his dream...