Until now, everyone had not had the opportunity to carefully observe the sword in Zhang Yuhuan's hand because they were not very familiar with it. This time he took the initiative to present the sword in front of everyone, and everyone's eyes were attracted to the sword on the table.
Under the soft light, the scabbard shines with a different kind of brilliance. The overall length is about one meter. Judging from the scabbard, it looks wider than an ordinary sword.
The entire scabbard is carved with a Kui dragon, coiled around the scabbard, with several auspicious clouds all around, and nine gems scattered here and there. These gems are transparent and round, with different colors. They seem chaotic, but in fact they are well-proportioned, even the grooves of the gems.
, they are all carved very finely, and they look like they are made with precision at first glance.
However, no one present was an expert in this field, so many things could not be discerned. However, the scabbard made of pure gold made everyone envious.
The carved body of Kui Long suddenly stopped at the sword grid, and the sword grid was the dragon's beard, which opened from left to right, as if swinging alive. The hilt of the sword was made into the shape of a dragon's head, but when he saw the dragon's head, his eyes widened in anger.
It is full of power and fits perfectly with the dragon body on the scabbard, making it lifelike.
"Yu Huan, I said your scabbard is really made of gold... but isn't it hard enough?" The twins fumbled with the scabbard. Their tentacles were cold, but round and smooth. They didn't know whether it was because they had been coiled like this over the years or because they were coiled like this over time.
This is because the carving skills have reached their peak.
"I don't know what else was mixed with it when it was cast, but it is undoubtedly pure gold, but it is also hard enough. I don't know much about it, and the master has never told me. Maybe it is not pure gold in a strict sense.
Gold." Zhang Yuhuan pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, and raised his hand to indicate that the twins could try to draw the sword.
The twins glanced left and right and saw that everyone was looking at them, so they stood up, held the long sword in their hands, held it in front of them, and looked intently, only to feel that the golden dragon came to life, soaring above the nine heavens, meandering among the flowing clouds.
In the middle of the roar, thousands of mountains and rivers have passed in an instant.
"This sword..." He gently held the hilt of the sword with both hands, feeling that the dragon head would come to life at any time and swallow him whole. This magical feeling made him want to see the true appearance of the sword more and more.
He exerted his strength to unsheath the long sword.
However, the long sword did not come out of the sheath as he expected, not even a hair!
"How is that possible?" The twins' eyes twitched slightly. Although Zhang Yuhuan had already said that no one could pull out this sword, he still didn't take it to heart. He didn't really believe Zhang Yuhuan's words until he couldn't pull it out.
So Shen Qi adjusted his breath, moved his five fingers slightly, grasped the hilt of the sword again, and with a low cry, he pulled it out hard!
The sword is still intact!
The twins blinked, put the sword back on the table with a slightly embarrassed expression, and said with a smile: "I really can't pull it out, I'm convinced, you can do whatever you want."
Zhang Yuhuan's smiling eyes narrowed at this time: "Aren't you going to try again?"
The twins had already lost their face after trying to pull out twice. As the saying goes, if you pull out again and again, again and again, he believes that the result will be the same even if it is pulled out again. He had already exerted enough strength to pull out just now, but still
If nothing comes out, there is no need to try again. He waved his hand and said, "Let them do it. I really can't do it."
Li Moyan could see clearly from the side that the twins had really used their strength when they struck just now, but the sword did not move at all, so he turned to Qiuye beside him and said: "Old Qiuye
Sister, do you want to try it?"
Qiuye glanced at Li Moyan, then at the sword on the table, and simply said: "Okay!"
The reality once again exceeded everyone's expectations. Qiuye also failed to pull out the sword as he wished. Even though he used the power of the fairy tail, it still didn't come out at all.
Now everyone believed Zhang Yuhuan's words. Qiuye and Shuangsheng were the two strongest people among the thirteen newcomers. If there was nothing they could do, the others would be even more hopeless.
But according to Zhang Yuhuan, he can pull out the sword normally. Could it be that Zhang Yuhuan is stronger than the two of them?
Zhang Yuhuan also guessed what everyone was thinking, took a sip of juice and said with a smile: "Stop guessing, this sword recognizes its owner, and it cannot be pulled out unless it is the owner."
While speaking, Li Moyan accidentally glanced at Yuan Cheng, but saw that the latter's eyes were focused on the sword, as if he was in a trance, so he sat over and asked in a low voice: "Apprentice, what did you see?"
Unit Cheng didn't move his eyes and said softly: "That's a sword."
"Sword? Whose sword?"
"have no idea……"
The sword, as the name suggests, is a sword worn by the ancients as a manifestation of their majestic temperament and martial spirit. It can be traced back to the Western Zhou Dynasty and continued until the end of the Qing Dynasty. In ancient times, there was another accessory for men, which was the jade, which I will not mention here.
Swords, from the earliest weapons to later as accessories, have gone through a process of gradual improvement. The craftsmanship of many swords has begun to become complicated and gorgeous, used to highlight the status of the sword owner. Unlike ordinary killing weapons, swords are more important than swords.
There is a sword beam on the back of the scabbard, with a hole at each end of the beam for hanging a rope. It is usually hung on the nose of the sword on a man's belt. Of course, there are also some methods of hanging the sword diagonally on the shoulder, which are more common among people in the world.
Generally speaking, the more noble the sword owner's status, the more gorgeous the sword will be, and the longer and heavier it will be. This can be seen from the famous Jing Ke's assassination of Qin in history. Qin Shihuang drew his sword three times but failed.
It shows the length and weight of his sword.
As for the sword in front of me, no matter what aspect it looks like, its owner must be of high status. The scabbard is made of gold and decorated with carved dragons and jewels. It is also longer and wider than ordinary long swords.
It's thick and thick. In actual combat, this kind of sword probably requires both hands to be used.
Therefore, as a person who has experienced it, Unit Cheng can tell at a glance that this is a sword, and the identity of the sword owner is extremely noble. As for who is holding it, it is unknown.
Li Moyan, who learned that this was a sword, was even more interested in the sword. In today's society, such antique-level cold weapons are rare, and it is such a high-quality product. The scabbard and hilt alone are so luxurious.
I don’t know what kind of top quality the sword blade is.
"Yu Huan, can you pull out this sword?" Li Moyan raised his eyebrows and asked.
Zhang Yuhuan nodded: "I can pull it out. It's because I can pull it out that Master accepted me."
"Then you can pull it out and let us open our eyes? I really want to see what the blade of this sword looks like."
After hearing this, Zhang Yuhuan's face darkened slightly, and he said seriously: "No, Master has taught you that once the Kui Dragon emerges, it must drink blood before returning. If you don't sacrifice the souls of the dead, it will be difficult to do anything again."
As soon as everyone heard these words, they immediately understood that once the sword of emotion is unsheathed, it will kill people!
"Then what if... we just pulled it out, but didn't kill anyone?" Li Moyan asked curiously.
Zhang Yuhuan said slowly: "Then you will no longer be qualified to draw this sword."
Yin Kaixi rolled the end of his hair with his index finger and suddenly asked: "Hey? Yu Huan, you said that if you pull out this sword, you will definitely kill someone. Then when your master asked you to pull it out, who did you kill?"
This sentence made everyone present feel their hearts go up in their throats. This question is too sensitive. If he were sober, Yin Kaixi would not ask such a question. With the influence of alcohol, his mind was in a state of confusion.
He was so outspoken that he blurted it out.
You must know that if Zhang Yuhuan answers, it will be equivalent to admitting that he is a murderer. In today's legal society, no one knows what a murderer is. If he does not answer, it will be a slap in his face. The so-called
"Once the Kui dragon comes out, it will drink blood before returning. If you don't sacrifice the souls of the dead, it will be difficult for you." It's just an excuse.
No matter how you answer, it will cause Zhang Yuhuan's position in everyone's minds to change.
Sure enough, Zhang Yuhuan's face gradually began to fade, and it looked extremely strange under the flickering of soft and changeable lights. He lowered his head, and his round-framed glasses reflected the light, covering his eyes.
"It's...my master..." Zhang Yuhuan took a long time to force these words out of his mouth.
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar! Everyone became silent.
After a long time, Zhang Yuhuan stood up, poured the wine in front of Yuan Cheng into an empty glass, and asked Murong Duo, who was looking at him: "Sister Murong, is that okay?"
Murong Duo nodded and expressed his approval. The XO wine on this table was the strongest. After all, those sweetened things were not to his liking.
Zhang Yuhuan filled a cup and drank it all in one gulp, which made everyone's eyes go straight. Although it was also fruit wine, XO was very strong. I'm afraid most people wouldn't be able to tolerate this kind of drinking.
"Those words were Master's last words. When he walked in front of me with a smile, all I saw in his eyes was relief..." Zhang Yuhuan whispered slowly.
People really didn’t know much about Zhang Yuhuan’s past. After he drank glasses of spirits, he slumped down on his seat, holding the Kuilong Sword in his arms, and rubbed his cheek against the hilt of the sword affectionately. A story slowly unfolded.
Tao Lai.
Zhang Yuhuan was born in an archaeological family. Several generations of his ancestors have been dedicated to archaeology. His father is also an archaeological expert, and his mother works in a museum in his hometown.
Since his birth, his family has been filled with a strong historical atmosphere. Under the influence, he has also developed a great interest in history. According to his understanding, there is no right or wrong in history, and there are good and evil in people's hearts.
Every weekend, he would go to the museum where his mother worked to kill time. There were cultural relics from various dynasties there. These objects were engraved in the dust of history with each story belonging to them. Zhang Yuhuan loved hearing these stories the most.
Of course, if there is an audience, there will naturally be a speaker. Zhang Yuhuan, the audience, also has his speaker. He is an old man who is very old and is a consultant of the museum, named Zhou Tongchen.
Zhou Tongchen has a very weird personality. Logically speaking, consulting is a very easy job, and he is old and should stay at home. But he is different. He goes to the museum every day and talks to himself in front of various objects.
The first time I met Zhou Tongchen was during summer vacation, when Zhang Yuhuan was nine years old.