Before Luoyang and Su Changming could walk over, several people came to greet them, with Ma Zhonghua walking in front.
"Xiao Luo, how are you?" Ma Zhonghua said anxiously.
Luoyang said: "There is still one last step to go. I found the bronze sword and brought it out."
"Did you bring it out?" Ma Zhonghua was surprised.
Shi Fei subconsciously took two steps back, looking very nervous.
Luoyang patted his abdomen and heard two sounds of slapping hard objects: "Director Ma, it is here."
"Xiao Luo, this is against the rules. If something unexpected happens, who can bear the responsibility?" Ma Zhonghua was a little anxious.
Luoyang was very calm: "Just now, Professor Su was affected by the knife again and stabbed me with the knife. If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, the consequences would have been disastrous."
Su Changming couldn't help but glance at Luoyang with deep resentment. Is it just to serve as a shield for you when you ask me to go with you?
Several people's eyes were focused on Su Changming's face.
"Professor Su, is it true?" Ma Zhonghua couldn't believe it.
"Well... I don't know what happened, but what Xiao Luo said is true." Su Changming said.
Luoyang took the words and said: "Director Ma, I just want to remind you that this bronze sword is very dangerous. I want to find a secluded place in the museum to exhume it and turn it into a real piece of art."
cultural relics. If you don’t agree, I’ll put it back now, but it’s no longer my responsibility, and my contract has been fulfilled.”
Just put it back and make some money, it's up to you.
Ma Zhonghua hesitated.
Ye Yiming said: "Xiao Ma, don't worry, Xiao Luo is doing things safely. Besides, he didn't take the cultural relics home, they are still in the museum. If he puts them back now, as soon as Xiao Luo leaves, something will happen to the archaeological expert."
What should I do?”
"Okay, just do as Xiao Luo said." Ma Zhonghua had no other way to think of.
The group of people walked back.
Bai Jing walked beside Luoyang and said curiously: "Doctor Luo, if you hide that knife on your body, won't it affect you?"
"No." Luoyang replied, guessing her motives.
"How about I hold it for you, and I'll help you later." Bai Jing looked very enthusiastic.
Luoyang smiled: "No, don't worry about it. I can only handle this knife alone."
Her fair little mouth suddenly turned up.
Shi Fei said: "Doctor Luo, you must be careful when operating and do not damage the cultural relics. If there is anything that needs to be repaired on this bronze knife, please leave it to me."
Luoyang nodded: "I will handle it carefully."
Shi Fei glanced at Luoyang's collar, moved his lips, and swallowed the words when they reached his lips.
This subtle movement did not escape Luoyang's eyes, but he didn't think much about it.
Back at the museum, Ma Zhonghua found a newly vacant office in Luoyang.
"Director Ma, you'd better stay away to avoid any accidents." Luoyang reminded.
Ma Zhonghua said: "Then let's go to my office and wait for your good news. You should also be careful."
Luoyang nodded and locked the door after entering.
Bai Jing moved closer to the window. Before she could see clearly, the curtains were drawn shut, covering everything.
Su Changming tugged on his white sleeves: "Let's go, that thing is indeed evil, it's better to stay away."
Bai Jing was a little reluctant, but she still left the window and whispered to Su Changming as she walked: "Teacher, I don't think he is a doctor, at least not a normal doctor."
"Then what do you think he is?" Su Changming asked casually.
Bai Jing lowered his voice: "I think he is a witch. He not only knows medical skills, but also witchcraft."
Su Changming gave a thumbs up, and Lao Huai was pleased.
He is indeed a genius disciple with an IQ of 141. He understood that kid's secret so easily.
Shi Fei glanced at Su Changming and Bai Jing who were chatting in a low voice out of the corner of his eye, and an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
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In the office.
The bronze knife was lying on the desk, and the eye on the handle was staring at Luoyang. The strange eye exuded a faint green light, which was very scary.
Luoyang also looked at that eye: "Everything has a destiny. When you meet me, this is your destiny. You have to accept it even if you don't accept it. However, before that, I want you to meet me and I can say anything you want.
Say it to me."
This bronze sword is spiritually evil and powerful, so you can skip the step of possessing the spirit and directly channel the spirit.
Luoyang took out the gold and bronze mask from his bag, put it on his face, and after a little preparation, he started dancing and chanting mantras.
"The sky is dark and the earth is vast, gods are appearing in all four directions, the blue dragon in the east returns to its place, the white tiger in the west returns to its place, the red bird in the south returns to its place, the Xuanwu in the north returns to its place, the ancestral shaman's destiny is in the center..."
boom!
Luoyang's body trembled, darkness enveloped his eyes, and there was blood.
"Come here, come here..." A woman's voice came from Luoyang's mouth, which was gloomy and desolate.
Although his mouth made strange sounds that did not belong to him, his consciousness was not in this office, but in the "memory" of the bronze knife.
The more powerful the weapon spirit is, the richer its memory space will be, and conversely, the simpler it will be. When a few archaeological experts perform psychic techniques during the day to lure evil spirits out, there will be no memory space to speak of.
At this moment, Luoyang was also shocked by the scene that suddenly appeared in front of him.
In front of him stood a seventeen-eight-meter-high tower-shaped altar, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, as if one third of the pyramid had been eliminated. On the side he faced, there was a stone staircase leading to the top.
Suddenly, a human head fell from the top of the altar and rolled down the stone stairs. Every collision made a muffled sound and blood spattered.
A woman appeared at the end of the stone staircase, wearing a black robe and a red hat on her head. The hat was covered with feathers. The feathers were very long and made into curved shapes by branches and ropes.
This is somewhat consistent with what Su Changming told about the witches in Sanxingdui, but it is not a hair set, but a feather crown.
Luoyang's eyes moved to the witch's hand and froze.
In the witch's right hand she held a bronze knife, the same one she had placed on her desk.
She was the one who chopped off the head just now.
The witch knelt down, held the knife above her head with both hands, and muttered something.
That was the witch's incantation, and she was praying for blessings from heaven.
The answer to why evil spirits appear in that bronze knife has emerged. It is a knife specially used to behead people.
The witch quickly finished reciting the spell.
Luoyang has no interest in learning this blessing witchcraft, because the core of this witchcraft is not actually a spell, but the ritual of beheading and the sacrifice itself. In modern society, it is impossible for him to chop off someone's head as a sacrifice.
God, should you learn this kind of witchcraft to pray for blessings?
The witch stood up and walked down the blood-stained steps.
Luoyang discovered that she was really wearing a pair of socks on her feet.
"I am Feather Blade, making a deal with you!" This voice came not from the witch's mouth, but from the bronze knife.
This is the evil spirit of the bronze sword. It has acquired consciousness. It is really powerful!
Luoyang said: "How to trade?"
"If you don't kill me, I am willing to follow you."
Luoyang has a headache.
If he takes this knife away, his next stop will be prison, and he will follow him for nothing.
But the other party is begging for mercy. He has no grudges in the past and has no grudges in the recent days, but he still feels a little intolerable. What should he do? This chapter has been completed!