Death Spell

Chapter 44

"I don't need this. You have liked double knives since you were young, so it's a perfect gift for you." Anya said.

Although Tang Song, who was standing aside, didn't know much about weapons, but looking at the thin and tall figure in front of him, holding the long knife in his hand, somehow he had the illusion of being seamless.

It is said that treasured swords have recognized their owners since ancient times. Could it be that what is in front of you is the answer?

"Miss, what is the name of this knife?" Yan Su couldn't help asking, after all, did they have any treasures in the Le family, and she had never seen such a surprised look on the face of Miss.

Le Wenyao tilted her head to look at her, and explained with a smile: "If you just look at the appearance, it is an ordinary Miao knife, but... what betrays the true identity of these two knives are the horns and animal bones on the hilts."

Following her words, Tang Song and Yan Su's eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, but Le Wenyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Anya who was calm in front of him. Seeing her calm expression, she was right.

"When I was reading the history of Lejia, my ancestors mentioned a sentence, but I liked long knives since I was a child, especially Miao swords. The swords were transformed into two identical long knives. One is the Canhong Sword made by Master Xu's mother, and the other is the Water Cold Sword made by Master Xu."

Tang Song was a little surprised when he heard the Canhong Sword, and asked, "Which sword did Jingke use when he assassinated the King of Qin?"

Le Wenyao nodded and replied: "That's right, it's this one. Later, after Jing Ke failed to assassinate Qin, the Canhong was obtained by Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, and it was cast by the best swordsmith in Qin State by mixing metal. Eliminating the murderous aura in it, Increase its power, transform it into Yuanhong, and the Yuanhong sword is on top of the remnant rainbow. Later, Yingzheng gave it to Gai Nie, who has meritorious escort, but I don’t know who the sword fell into in the end, and why it was transformed into a double sword Later, in the Tang Dynasty, two long knives that cut iron like mud appeared. I don’t know if they were related, and then they disappeared. Now, it seems that they may be the same, but I didn’t expect...they were in the witches in your hand."

Yan Luo saw that everyone's eyes were on Anya, especially Tang and Song. If it was reasonable for Le Jia to have these things, she would be like this...

Anya did not deny what Le Wenyao said.

"After Gai Nie betrayed Ying Zheng, he gave his sword to a friend, and that friend gave him a wooden sword. Since he is a sword master, what kind of sword does it matter?" Anya held a white jade gourd in her hand, and the corner of her mouth hooked. There was a slight arc in his eyes, and there seemed to be some helplessness in his eyes.

"As for the purpose of changing the sword into a knife, it is entirely because some people don't believe in the theory of mutual generation and mutual restraint."

——Now, after finding a suitable time, they returned to her hands again.If you know, can you feel at ease?Still will continue to blame me for being so cruel...

"These histories, why haven't I... seen them?" Tang and Song Dynasties, who have always liked history, have never heard of such stories.Although the history of Ge Nie's betrayal of Yingzheng was mentioned, it was also said that the whereabouts of the Yuanhong sword was unknown. How could she know so much?

Anya laughed and said, "Of course the official history won't record it. I read it from the unofficial history."

Tang Song: "..."

What kind of unofficial history... She has read so many unofficial histories, but she has never seen these before!

Anya turned around and poured a glass of water.

"As for how these two knives are here with me, they are just treasures obtained by accident, and they will be left unused. It is better to give the treasured knives to heroes, but there is no knives, Wen Yao, you have to match them yourself." Sipped lightly, changed the topic and asked: "Also, when is the best time for us to start?"

Anya knew that if this topic continued, Tang and Song Dynasty fans would definitely ask more questions.

Tang Song was startled, let's go?

Le Wenyao first put the two knives back into the wooden box, and then looked at them several times. If she hadn't got something serious to do, she really wanted to try these two knives.Turning around, thinking for a moment, took out the phone and looked at the recent weather forecast over there, and said: "Of course, the sooner the better, it's even rainy recently, if you miss it, you have to wait for a while, don't miss it, don't come again, How about leaving the day after tomorrow?"

Anya did not immediately agree, but looked at Tang Song.

Tang Song naturally knew what they were talking about, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, so he nodded: "Then I can arrange it today, that's all."

"That's it. It's decided. Gather here tomorrow night, and then set off together..." Le Wenyao thought of something again, looked at Tang Song, and smiled: "Tomorrow, how about the forensic sister playing games with me?"

Tang Song: "..."

Le Wenyao, who sent Anya and Tang Song away, carefully carried the wooden box and went straight back to her room.She remembered that her grandfather once gave her a pair of very delicate knife sets when she was a child, and the white jade inlaid on them felt warm and smooth to the touch.

Anyone who loves knives knows that in ancient times, it might not be difficult to own a unparalleled sword.But it must be someone who really loves knives who can make the knife sets so beautifully and carefully.

Le Wenyao appreciates such a person from the bottom of his heart.

Another reason that Le Wenyao was pleasantly surprised and liked was that the white jade on the two knife sheaths was engraved with a word in seal script.

One engraved, Yao.

One engraved, San.

At the beginning, I asked my grandfather why he only had a knife case and not a knife with a puzzled look on his face.Grandpa's answer is that everything depends on fate, and they will always appear.

But after reading Le Jia's notes, Le Wenyao realized that these two knife sets were one of the treasures brought back by his parents from a tomb in Kunlun Mountains. They harvested many treasures there. Their attention was simply attracted to the high-quality white jade inlaid on the knife sheath, especially the words engraved on it.

Thinking of bringing it back as a birthday present for her.

Looking at the recorded date, Le Wenyao frowned. It turned out that grandpa was just fulfilling a decision made by his parents.Because not long after I came back, my parents went out again, but...they never came back.

And the records are gone.

But at that time, in Le Wenyao's eyes, the only regret was that they couldn't find a long knife that could match them.

After all, looking at the appearance of the knife case, you know that it cannot be matched with ordinary knives.

But in Lejia, Le Wenyao has almost all the famous knives that can be harvested in the market, but he can't match this knife set.

Occasionally meet the right, but feel uncoordinated.

Every time she opened the sliding door and looked at the exquisite long knives on the knife rack, Le Wenyao would feel a sense of pride.Only when the eyes fall on them, the brows will be slightly frowned, as if they feel their loneliness and loneliness inexplicably.

Don't even know what kind of knife would match such a beautiful knife case.

I don't know when it started, but her heart was looking forward to it.

Silently looking forward to.

at this time.

Intuition told Le Wenyao that they were waiting for these two knives.

Le Wenyao, who was standing in front of the sliding door, with a calm expression and slightly pursed lips, raised her hand to pull the door open.

On the top, Le Wenyao's eyes fell on the two knife sheaths, with a look of anticipation in her eyes, but a little apprehension in her heart, as if she had never looked forward to something similar to a miracle so much.

They are waiting, are they?

Thinking about it, I did it.

When the long knife and the knife sheath combined to make a "hissing" sound, Le Wenyao's heartbeat seemed to be a little faster, and she didn't dare to breathe.

Until the final "click" closed.

Strictly fit!

Naturally!

Le Wenyao froze for a long time, as if in a dream, was she really waiting for this knife?

Isn't it a dream?

In the quiet room, only the woman sighed and laughed, looking at the word "Sang" engraved on the white jade, Le Wenyao's eyes were slightly rippling.

When Tang Song returned home, he saw that Tang Qing was already at home, nestling on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching the technology exploration program on TV.

Tang Song put down the key and said with a smile: "Ah Qing, I just talked with Zhang Ning on the phone, can you live with her these few days?"

Tang Qing tilted his head, and answered irrelevantly to the question: "Sister, did someone come to the house yesterday?"

"How do you know?" Tang Song changed into his slippers and walked into the room.

"The ice cubes in the ice cube machine I made are gone. You never eat cold things. And there is that beautiful shirt hanging on the balcony. It belongs to Sister Anya? Aren't you at her house... why are you here? ?" Tang Qing stuffed a piece of potato chips into his mouth, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you also going out with Sister Anya these days?"

Tang Song had never seen such a gossip younger sister. She changed into a comfortable coat, tied up her long hair casually, sat on the sofa, and asked in surprise, "When did my inventor become a gossip reporter? I used to I often go out with your sister Zhang Ning, and I don't see you caring about her so much."

"It's different." Tang Qing frowned, stuffed another piece of potato chips, and buried the sound of crisp potato chips in his mouth, and said.

Tang Song didn't understand these words, so he took out a piece of potato chips, put it in his mouth, and asked, "What's different?"

"Your eyes." Tang Qing said, leaning on the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms, staring at the content on the TV, and said, "Sister, don't you think Sister Anya's eyes are very gentle when she looks at you?"

Before this, Tang Song had never paid attention to these things, and this sentence was turned on by Tang Qing like a switch.

A light came on.

He frowned and said, "Is there?"

Tang Qing looked at Tang Song and said, "No? Sister, it's not that you don't know your problem. You have a high EQ and IQ, but you are emotionally slow. In a certain law, this is fair, and it's not your fault."

Tang Song was taken aback for a moment, feeling that this was going too far.In addition... how can a younger sister say that about her sister!

"What does this have to do with whether I am emotionally slow or not? You are taking this topic too far..." Tang Song picked up the remote control habitually after speaking, intending to switch channels.

"Don't turn!" Tang Qing quickly got up and snatched back the remote control, put the potato chips in the other hand into his mouth, and said seriously: "Sister, you are guilty, you change the channel every time you feel guilty."

These words completely surprised Tang Song.

"What am I guilty of?"

"Ask yourself. This era is very enlightened. I can understand that my sister doesn't believe in feelings. I like sister Anya..."

"stop!"

The more he said this, the more Tang Song felt that it was outrageous, and he even began to wonder what books this girl was usually reading!Frowning slightly, he came to Tang Qing's side, but this posture made Tang Qing a little guilty.

She blinked her eyes, chewing potato chips at the corner of her mouth: "Sister...?"

"Ah Qing, you have something to hide from me, don't you?" Tang Song frowned and asked back.

His body unconsciously leaned back, and he glanced at the TV: "What... is it... hiding from you? What are you talking about... I don't understand..."

Taking a full view of Tang Qing's expression, Tang Song calmly said, "What I said just now, my sister will ask you again, what is the relationship between you and Wang Li? Is it the kind of relationship you just mentioned?"

As expected of a sister, she fought back so directly and forcefully.

Tang Qing: "..."

Regarding Tang Qing's feelings, as a sister, I will not be indifferent. After all, my parents are gone, and everything in the family, including the growth of my sister, as a sister, is naturally responsible for it.

It's just...every time I see her happy and excited, angry and angry, her behavior is actually similar to that of a girl in love.But never heard her mention any boy, or suitor.

Every time Tang Qing had only one name in his mouth, that was Wang Li.And this Wang Li, whom Tang and Song had seen before, was a tall and thin girl with a ponytail and a sweet smile. She was cool even when she was expressionless, and her style of acting gave Tang and Song a very heroic feeling.

When all these things were in front of his eyes, Tang Song suddenly realized. He looked at Tang Qing and saw the uneasiness in her eyes, which made Tang Song more affirmed this idea.

Because of the relationship between her sister and Wang Li, she looked at Anya...

Anya?

Thinking of the impression this woman gave her, Tang Song couldn't describe this feeling.But... now is not the time to miss Anya!

"Are you and Wang Li lovers?"

Tang Qing's silence made Tang Song affirm the answer.

"Ah Qing, my parents are gone, and it's just you and me in this family. If it's...really, are you going to keep hiding it from me?" Tang Song's tone became more serious.

In Tang Qing's eyes, the expressionless elder sister was much scarier than her parents at that time.

Tang Qing: "..."

"How long can you hide it? Don't tell me I won't ask if you haven't found a boyfriend? Or, in your eyes, my sister has no right to control you?" Tang Song's voice became heavier and heavier.

"Sister...it's not what you think." The last thing Tang Qing wanted was to see her sister sad, so she didn't want to talk about some things so that she wouldn't worry.

Seeing Tang Song's calm expression, he continued to explain: "There is nothing between me and Wang Li. She likes me...but I have never met a boy I like, and she has always given me a good feeling. From high school to college graduation, we both Very good, so... I promised her to try."

"Try it!?"

"That's right, after all, such a relationship...it's hard to be accepted by others, and I don't want to put pressure on you. But...I...that's why...I promised her...try it, and let's talk about the result later." Tang Qing said The sound is like mosquito moaning.

Tang Song sighed softly and frowned: "How can you try your feelings!"

Tang Qing froze there. She thought that not only would Tang Song not accept it, but she might even scold her. After all, her sister's character was pretty clear as to how much she was a younger sister.

"elder sister……!?"

"You are not young anymore, you should know what you like. If...I mean, if Wang Li is the person you like, even...you are the same gender, sister, I will respect your choice, even if others don't I support you, and I will support you too, because you... are my sister! But feelings can’t be tested or played around with. What’s the difference between you and someone who plays with other people’s feelings?” Although Tang Song knew the existence of such feelings, But when it happened to me, or to my own sister, I would feel somewhat surprised.

No matter how unexpected it is, she will respect Tang Qing's choice, after all, she has grown up and knows what she wants.

From Tang Qing's point of view, my sister is already great for this family, but she didn't expect to be so great.It was like having a sweet dream. Afraid of waking up and finding it was nothing, he raised his hand and pinched himself, said "Hey", blinked and asked, "Sister, I really didn't expect you to accept it. If I and Wang Li said, she will definitely love you to death."

Tang Song looked at Tang Qing with lowered eyebrows, and said helplessly: "...If I can't accept it, can I really change the facts?"

Tang Qing: "..."

"When I come back from work, ask Wang Li to come to my house for a meal. I want to see how she conquers my sister, who is a complete idiot about feelings." As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that Tang Qing couldn't understand.

Although she couldn't read the meaning behind her sister's words, Tang Qing immediately defended her words: "I'm an emotional idiot? Sister, don't change the topic. Now that you've said it...I think Sister Anya likes you too."

You can't let your sister take advantage of you forever.

Tang Song glanced at Tang Qing and said with a sneer, "Don't be liked by girls yourself, just think that girls all over the world like girls." As he said that, he took the pillow from Tang Qing's arms and got up, ready to go back to the room.

"Sister Zhang Ning once said that feelings do not distinguish between age, nationality, and naturally gender. You recognized it at the beginning." Now Tang Qing seems to have relieved the burden, leaning on the sofa with ease, looking at Tang Song background.

"How much can you hear what she said?" Tang Song's voice floated coldly from a distance.

Tang Qing suppressed a smile: "Sister, you are avoiding the problem again. Forget it... Sister Anya and we will really become a family in the future, and I will definitely not object."

As soon as the words fell, the pillow that had just been taken away was thrown out of the room and hit Tang Qing's face directly.

Tang Qing who was smashed was not only not angry, but hugged the pillow and looked at the closed door, laughing out loud.

Zhang Ning, who was in the office, sniffed, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"The air conditioner is turned on too low..."