After a brief silence, Luoyang told the truth: "I tell you honestly, you have been buried in the soil for thousands of years, and times have changed. This knife is a cultural relic, I can't take it away, but I can't ignore you, because
You can also harm others, so this is your life."
"Your witchcraft weapon, that mask, I can stay here."
Luoyang shook his head: "That is my ancestor's witchcraft weapon. It already has a spirit. Although it cannot be compared with yours, I can't destroy it and then put you in it."
Besides, the sense of justice doesn't allow it. In those fantasy movies and TV series, when have you ever seen the protagonist making a deal with evil spirits?
The witch has arrived in front of Luoyang. She is an aunt, her face is full of wrinkles, smeared with blood, and her evil spirit is overwhelming.
"I want to live, what about your body or any thing?" The voice of the evil spirit sounded like pleading.
Luoyang was surprised: "Is this okay?"
"Can."
Luoyang suddenly had an idea in his mind and asked: "Can a mobile phone be used?"
"What is a mobile phone?"
Luoyang said: "Don't worry about it for now, just tell me what to do."
The voice of the evil spirit: "Pick my eyes, move the phone, attach a spiritual seal to it, and then the spiritual energy will nourish me and I can wake up. Is that possible?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Luoyang's mouth: "Okay."
Maybe it's not that bad. It was the witch from Sanxingdui who beheaded people, not it. Strictly speaking, it was actually a victim...
Double standards have always been a good thing.
The spiritism was over, and Luoyang's consciousness returned.
The eyes on the knife handle were shining green, and I don't know if it was conveying some message. Luoyang was not in a psychic state and could not communicate, but it was conceivable that it must be very nervous at the moment.
Luoyang took out the mobile phone, handed it to the eye and shook it: "This is the mobile phone. This thing is very important in today's world. I usually stay close to the phone. I don't know if I can succeed, and I don't know
If you live in my mobile phone, it will still work, but I will save your life first."
The eyes on the knife handle blinked, seemingly in response.
"Then let me get started. Let me see how to pick out the eyes." Luoyang leaned over and carefully observed the eyes on the knife handle.
The eyes on the knife handle blinked.
Luoyang said a little speechlessly: "Close your eyes, you are blinking back and forth like this, I can't do anything."
The eyes on the knife handle were closed.
Luoyang also took a closer look. The eye was actually glued on. The material was leather. He didn't know what kind of animal skin it was, or whether it was human eyelids. But no matter what kind of skin it was, it must have been specially treated.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to preserve it until now.
Luoyang picked a corner of his eyes, carefully used force, and opened his eyes bit by bit.
Something weird happened, red liquid flowed out of the corner of his eye, and the scene was scary.
It took Luoyang almost two minutes to dig out his eyes. His hands were also covered with red liquid. He didn't know if it was blood. Then he took the phone over, thought for a moment, and then put his eyes on the back of the phone.
Next to the camera.
His mobile phone is a Huawei P30. He has used it for several years and has never been willing to replace it. As a result, he doesn’t know when he will be able to replace his mobile phone.
On the back of Huawei P30, there are three cameras in the upper left corner. If you stick this eye on them, it will become four cameras.
With that eye closed, it feels like an anesthetized patient lying on the operating table.
Luoyang took out Taichu's medical finger and carved a spiritual seal on his eye. During this process, he discovered that the red liquid gradually blended into his hand, and there was actually a "blood connection" between him and that eye.
A strange feeling, and he also sensed something...
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On the same floor is the curator's office.
Ma Zhonghua walked around in the open space between the desk and the sofa, looking anxious.
Ye Yiming, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, put down his tea cup and said something persuasive: "Xiao Ma, don't worry. Although Xiao Luo is young, he can do things reliably and nothing will go wrong."
Ma Zhonghua could not relax, but he still looked worried: "Old leader, every cultural relic here is precious, and I don't know what method Xiao Luo will use to remove the soul of the bronze knife. If the cultural relics are damaged,
I have to take responsibility."
"Director Ma, how about I go take a look." Bai Jing volunteered.
Shi Fei said: "I'll go with you. It's been almost half an hour. It should be almost done."
"Then let's go and have a look." Ma Zhonghua couldn't hold back his anger. He also wanted to see what was going on over there.
Ye Yiming said: "If you go over like this, it will affect Xiao Luo, why bother at this moment?"
"Just take a look in the corridor, it won't affect you." When he said this, Ma Zhonghua had already opened the door and walked out.
Bai Jing, Shi Fei and Su Changming also followed out.
Ye Yiming sighed, stood up and went out.
When he just came out, Luoyang walked out of another office.
Several people's eyes were focused on Luoyang. Ma Zhonghua was the most anxious: "Xiao Luo, how are you?"
Luoyang said: "It's done, come and take a look."
Several people walked over quickly and entered the office where Luoyang came out.
The bronze knife was lying on the desk. It was in good condition. Not even a piece of dirt stuck to the blade fell off.
"Xiao Luo, it...it won't release any more energy and affect people's brains, right?" Ma Zhonghua couldn't wait to confirm.
Luoyang smiled: "No, otherwise you would have been affected here."
Ma Zhonghua was relieved. He patted Luoyang on the shoulder with a smile on his face: "Xiao Luo, thank you for helping us solve the trouble."
"You're welcome. If this problem occurs again in the future, just give me a call." Luoyang said.
Ma Zhonghua: "..."
If something like this happens once, it's enough to give people a headache. Do you still want to do it?
At this time, Su Changming suddenly said: "Xiao Luo, I remember there is an eye on the knife handle, why is it missing?"
"That...the problem lies in that eye. After the spirit is removed, it will disappear." Luoyang said.
Su Changming looked at Luoyang with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
Luoyang smiled back, feeling magnanimous.
During the process of transferring his eyes just now, the red liquid blended into his palms, and he established contact with his eyes, and he also sensed some information. In fact, even if he did not pick out his eyes and directly removed his spirit, after it was over
That eye will also lose its spiritual power and turn into ashes, and will not remain on the hilt, because its existence to this day depends on its spiritual power.
Therefore, no matter what he chooses, his eyes will not stay on the handle of the bronze sword. The only way to keep the eyes is to let it go, but if you do that, the bronze sword will still be a dangerous witchcraft. From this perspective
Judging from the fact that he dug out his eyes and stuck them on his mobile phone, it is not a bad thing to destroy cultural relics, but a choice without a choice.
Shi Fei came close to the bronze knife, checked it carefully and said: "The cultural relics are in good condition. I have never seen the eye, but a knife has an eye. This is so weird. Dr. Luo's treatment
It’s professional.”
Luoyang glanced at Shi Fei and felt a little grateful in his heart.
"That's it, Xiao Luo, you can stay in the museum tonight. If nothing happens to it again, the agreement between us will be reached." Ma Zhonghua said.
Luoyang nodded: "Okay." This chapter has been completed!