Chen Zhi walked over and touched the long handle wrapped in black leather with his hand. An extremely warm feeling immediately came from his palm, and then passed to his fingertips. Along with this touch, an indescribable feeling
The huge thought was transmitted from the handle of the knife into Chen Zhi's mind!
It was a kind of eyes that were blinded by blood, leaving only the obsession of killing, a completely devoid of humanity; good and evil; mercy; a kind soul, an obsession that insisted on winning.
The smell of blood on this knife is very strong, as if it is still stained with blood after thousands of years, and what it emits is an evil spirit that Chen Zhi has never seen before!
Chen Zhi did not touch the blade. He only had to look at it to know that the blade had destroyed countless people. He also knew that if he touched the blade now, he would definitely see something he didn't want to see.
But now at this time, it is completely meaningless to look at those things...
"That's the knife!",
Old Man Bai hid in the corner of the room, pointed at the long knife tremblingly and said:
"When I placed this knife, I was cut all over my body by its sword energy. I still have scars~~~
Moreover, this knife is terrifyingly heavy! If it weren’t for his help, I wouldn’t be able to move it at all.”
"Are you saying that Bai Jian can handle this knife?" Chen Zhi raised his eyes and asked.
"Yes!" Old Man Bai replied with an affirmative look:
"This long knife is as weightless in his hand! He can swing it freely~~"
"Is it so powerful?",
Chen Zhi suddenly felt a strong blood energy in his heart. He closed his eyes, concentrated all his strength on his hands, then put both hands on the handle of the knife, and raised it forcefully...
"Click~~~" a sound,
One end of the long knife was lifted about five centimeters, but as the gravity of the entire blade increased, the entire giant knife quickly fell back~~, pressing heavily on Chen Zhi's arm.
In fact, after two years of training, Chen Zhi's strength has already surpassed that of ordinary people, and with the blessing of his aura, the strength of his arms just now was definitely not small.
But the giant knife in front of him is definitely not something he can pick up, or it can be said that it is definitely not a weight that ordinary humans can bear!
Chen Zhi quickly adjusted his aura and slowly lowered the giant knife. After the giant knife fell back, it lay on the stone floor and shook for a while, then stopped moving steadily.
At this time, Chen Zhi had been touched by the warm metallic feeling on the giant sword just now...
This is indeed an artifact, both the blade and the handle.
Although the handle of the knife is made of metal, it is covered with a layer of delicate leather. The leather is a bit like python skin, but it is more delicate and smooth than python skin, and it is cool and cool~~~~
Chen Zhizhi clearly felt that this piece of leather had been soaked with a lot of blood, and the blood remained inside, flowing continuously between the cortex, like countless souls unwilling to die.
"This is the sword used by Bai Qi, the God of War!",
The old man Bai who was standing in the corner dared to come over and said to Chen Zhi with a serious face:
"When Bai Ren handed this knife to me, he repeatedly told me not to get too close to it, otherwise I would be easily hurt by it!
Moreover, the viciousness of this knife was so strong that it had to be suppressed underground and sealed with a magic spell.
I heard that Bai Qi used this sword to chop off the heads of countless famous generals during his lifetime. Even the famous battle of killing 400,000 Zhao soldiers was also done with this long sword. It was simply a killing weapon.
What an evil sword full of resentment!"
"What else did Bai Jian say about this knife?",
Chen Zhi stroked the delicate leather on the long knife and asked,
"That's probably all I have to say...",
Perhaps because he was old, Old Man Bai was afraid that he would not remember things in detail, so he recalled it a little bit.
"He looked very nervous at the time, as if he was a little afraid of where he was about to go. He left these words in a hurry and left.
At that time, I also saw many people going down the mountain with him, including men, women, and some elderly people. It seemed that all the adults in the village had gone.
The skills of those people are really extraordinary. I saw them all while walking up the mountain. When they came down the mountain, few of them were walking normally. They were all flying around, as if they were floating in the air. After a while, I lost sight of them.
The shadow is gone!
Not long afterward, someone told me that they seemed to see a lot of people coming into the mountains, including figures and tents, but due to the distance and light, they couldn't see clearly.
After a few days, those people disappeared. Suddenly, a mudslide appeared on the top of the mountain, and then everything was wiped out!
That village was abandoned..."
"The accident you saw was not a landslide...",
Chen Zhi looked back at Old Man Bai,
"I have already visited the village there, and all the houses are covered with green vines, which seem to be overgrown plants.
But in fact, it is a residual phenomenon of magic. When a large spell is cast on a place, this green vine will be attracted to grow, and then the entire village will slowly be wrapped by the vines and turn into a green.
Seven years ago, someone must have cast a very powerful spell in that place, and the entire village was within the casting range, so it would have that effect!"
"This..., I don't understand this!",
Old man Bai said next to him:
"I know you are all great people.
I have no control over your affairs, but Bai Ren and I are brothers. I remember that he already had a grandson at that time. If he were still alive, he would probably be in his twenties now.
Gentlemen, if you want to go into the mountains to find that village, take me with you!
Although I'm a little older, my legs and feet are still pretty nimble and I won't cause you any trouble.
I am old and half buried in the soil~~~
If I ever meet the descendant of that white blade, I will die with a peaceful eye, and I will have an explanation when I see him after death!"
"This is for sure!",
Chen Zhi smiled at Old Man Bai and said:
"You must return this knife to his descendants with your own hands, we can't do it for you~~~
Mr. Bai, get ready, we will set off tomorrow..."
After the matter was decided, everyone began to plan the details, including the time and personnel to enter the mountain.
The most troublesome problem now is that this giant sword is too heavy for ordinary people to carry. It is impossible to mobilize people to find a truck to transport it at this time~~~
So that night, Chen Zhi called Ji Ying into the basement and asked her to weigh the giant knife to see if she could lift it.
Because of some previous reasons, after Ji Ying came here, she did not follow Chen Zhi and the others. She stayed in Mr. Bai's residence and kept vigil in the yard just now~~~
When she entered the basement and saw this long knife, her eyes immediately showed an expression of wonder, and then there was an unconcealable feeling of love...
The samurai's love for weapons is innate. They love their weapons as much as they love their left and right hands, and even their lives!
Ji Ying lovingly stroked the shiny metal on the long knife and the delicate leather wrapped around the handle.