Han Li clenched his hands and slammed one of his fists on the table.
"Use a tool to break the bottle open." This was Han Li's decision after careful consideration.
Using violent methods to open it is a method that has been thought of for a long time and is not a solution.
Although this method is simple and clear, it is also straightforward and easy to use.
But when he thought that such a strange and beautiful bottle could no longer remain intact, Han Li felt a twinge of pain in his heart and was very reluctant. If there were other ways to open it, Han Li would not know how to do it.
Using such a crude method.
He might be able to open it by asking other senior brothers for help. But in his heart, Han Li had already unknowingly regarded this object as his own treasure, and he was extremely unwilling to let other outsiders know about it. Besides, everyone on the mountain
They may all be the owners of this thing. What if he knows that the bottle is with him and wants to take it back? This vial is so beautiful and interesting that he is absolutely reluctant to send it back now.
Han Li was now completely intrigued by the mysterious item in the bottle. Although he knew that it might just be an empty bottle, he was still willing to take a gamble and bet that what was inside the bottle would be better than the bottle.
It's more interesting in itself.
The more he thought about it, the more Han Li felt itchy and uncomfortable.
If he doesn't solve the mystery inside the bottle, he won't be able to sleep peacefully at night.
Having made up his mind, Han Li secretly sneaked into the house where debris was piled in the valley, selected a relatively heavy hammer from among the many tools, and took it back to his room.
Returning to the house, he found a half-discarded hard blue brick from the corner of the house, then picked out a relatively flat depression in the house, placed the green brick flat here, and then placed the bottle firmly horizontally.
On blue bricks.
Han Li raised the small hammer with his right hand. The hammer head paused in the air for a moment, and then decisively landed on the most protruding part of the bottle - the belly of the bottle.
"Boom!"
Because I was afraid that using too much force would destroy the contents of the bottle, I just landed lightly on it to test the hardness of the bottle.
Seeing that there were no signs of cracking, Han Li felt relieved. It looked like he could smash the bottle with more force.
"Boom!" Five points.
"Boom!" Seven points of force.
"Boom!" Very hard.
"Boom" has twelve components of force.
Han Li used more and more force, the swings of his arms became more and more exaggerated, and the speed of the hammer falling became faster and faster. In the last blow, half of the bottle was smashed into the blue bricks, but
The bottle still remains intact, with no signs of being smashed.
Han Li was stunned. He still couldn't believe it and touched the place where the bottle was hit by the hammer. There was no trace of the impact left on it. It was green and the entire surface of the bottle was still smooth.
This was beyond Han Li's expectation.
Only then did Han Li become truly sure that this vial was definitely an extraordinary good thing. It was definitely not abandoned intentionally. In all likelihood, it was accidentally lost by the owner. Now, maybe the owner is searching all over the mountain.
If you want to keep this thing, you must store it well and not let outsiders see this bottle again.
In Han Li's mind, as long as he didn't take the initiative to steal or rob, the things he picked up from the ground would certainly belong to him. If they were ordinary things, he might have returned them to the owner, but this bottle is so mysterious, I'm afraid it's something that belongs to those who have it.
He was a disciple of the Qian family or someone with high status in the mountain. Han Li didn't have a good impression of either of these people.
Han Li's family has been poor since he was a child. The whole family has been busy all day long and often has not enough to eat. In Qixuanmen, he often sees the first type of people spending money lavishly and eating and drinking extravagantly.
If Taoist disciples don't want to eat ordinary food, they can spend extra money to provide better food.) Spend the money as money. Whenever this happens, Han Li feels uncomfortable. In addition, these rich families
The disciples usually ostracized and looked down upon their disciples who came from poor areas, and often used words to ridicule and insult them. There were even several minor conflicts between the two, and several group fights among the children.
Han Li also participated in one of the fights. Unfortunately, he was beaten so badly by disciples from wealthy families who had practiced martial arts that his face was bruised and swollen, and he could not go out to meet people. Later, he rested for several days before returning to normal.
As for the people with some status and status on the mountain, they didn't leave a good image for Han Li. From Protector Wang taking bribe money from his third uncle, to Wu Yan directly entering Qijue Hall relying on the power of Deputy Sect Master Ma. Although there was no
I have seen many big figures on the mountain, but the great image of big figures in the minds of children has almost been shattered.
Not only did Han Li not want to return the things thrown away by these two people, he also wanted to hide them as a prank.
Thinking of this, Han Li immediately took off a small leather bag hanging around his neck. This leather bag was specially sewn for him by Han's mother from a piece of animal skin when he came out of the house. It is waterproof and moisture-proof.
Give him a peace charm made of wild boar tusks, hoping it will bless him and keep him safe and free from illness and disaster.
Han Li loosened the mouth of the leather bag, put the bottle and the peace charm together, tightened the mouth of the bag, and then hung the bag back around his neck.
After doing all this, he looked around and saw that no one was there. He puffed up his chest and patted the slightly bulging bag on his chest, thinking that it would not attract other people's attention.
At this time, he felt much more at ease in his heart. He was not afraid that if something unexpected happened again, the owner would find the bottle and take it back.
Han Li quietly put the hammer back to its place, pretending as if nothing had happened, and wandered slowly in the God's Hand Valley for a while, until it was completely dark, then he dragged his injured foot back into the house.