Tomb Raider: Starting with the Blue Dragon Bloodline

Chapter 281 282 Nameless Fierce Sword!

If there is nothing special about it, it is impossible for this ghost poplar to be so strange, and Kazuki's blood-colored eyes are very creepy!

So Ye Haochu checked very carefully, and soon found that there seemed to be a red light flashing under the pothole. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his arm, and grabbed the red light.

As soon as he grabbed it, Ye Haochu frowned. He didn't know what it was, it was very hot, and when he touched it, there was a trace of pain in his palm.

How can this thing be so hot?Ye Haochu was puzzled, so he withdrew his hand first, pulled out a roll of gauze from his backpack, wrapped his palm to insulate it from heat, and then grabbed the red color again.

The soil in the pit rustled down, and Ye Haochu pulled out the object from the pit, it turned out to be a long sword!
The whole body of this sword is as red as blood, a streamlined blood groove runs through the body of the sword, and the most important thing is that there is a ferocious vertical pupil engraved on the body of the sword.

The shape of this sword is weird, and it weighs more than a hundred catties. I don't know what material it is made of. Ordinary people can't even pick it up.

Even Ye Haochu, whose physical fitness has been improved many times, feels a little heavy when holding the long sword in his hand, and there seems to be an evil spirit gushing out from the sword, and it trembles slightly when he holds it in his hand, as if there is something wrong with it. Life is the same!
Ye Haochu looked at the sword in his hand at this time, and vaguely guessed the origin, but he was still not sure, so he called the system with his heart, but there was no response.

There was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, well, this system has really freed him, and he only made a sound when he killed ghosts and evil spirits, and it was usually silent.

Wu Xie and the others walked over here after Ye Haochu set fire to Guiyang. Those pitch-black tree roots like giant pythons had already been turned into ashes.

At this moment, seeing Ye Haochu fiddling with a blood-colored long sword, they all rushed forward one after another.

"Brother Ye, are you alright?" Wu Xie asked with concern.

Ye Haochu shook his head, and showed the blood-colored long knife in his hand to everyone, "This sword is under this ghost Yang, does any of you know its origin?"

Wu Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the blood-colored long sword, but did not make a sound. He has a certain amount of research on antiquities, and he has a deep family education. He has read many ancient books and notes left by his grandfather.

But even so, he couldn't recognize which dynasty this weird long sword belonged to.

When everyone was puzzled, the younger brother stepped onto the altar. Just now he was squatting beside the charred ghost poplar, making sure that the evil tree was dead, so he came up.

After seeing the long sword, he was a little surprised, and said: "No wonder such a strange ghost Yang can be raised. It turns out that there is a peerless murderous soldier hidden underneath!"

Ye Haochu looked at him with a smile, "A fierce soldier?"

The little brother nodded, and continued: "Surrounded by death, the blood-colored vertical pupils are engraved on the sword body, which is the symbol of this fierce soldier."

"It's just that this sword has a mysterious origin. According to legend, Ou Zhizi..."

Wu Xie frowned and said, "I know Ou Zhizi, he is a master swordsmith in the late Spring and Autumn Period and the early Warring States Period, and he has mastered eight of the ten famous swords!"

"Of the eight famous swords that can pass through his hands: Tai'a, Zhanlu, Longyuan, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, Gongbu, and Juque, none of them have a similar shape to this weird long sword."

The little brother shook his head lightly when he heard the words and said: "This is a sword that has not been recorded in official history. It is said that when Ou Zhizi smelted the Juque Sword, there was still some magic iron left for the sword, so he added some materials and started to make the sword again."

"When casting this sword, the furnace burned for more than ten days, but the iron in the furnace was still unmelted, and the sword was still unfinished. Until one day, a red snake sneaked into the furnace while Ou Zhizi was resting. The god iron turned into molten iron.

After Ou Yezi noticed it, he beat the sword body quickly. When the sword finally became a sword, a snake-eyed vertical pupil suddenly appeared on the sword body.

And as soon as the sword was born, he was eager to drink blood and cut Ou Zhizi's palm, so Ou Zhizi regarded it as an ominous soldier, and sent someone to seal it up before it was named. "

Ye Haochu laughed when he heard this, it was almost as he had guessed, this sword was indeed forged by Ou Zhizi, the originator of sword casting!
Wu Xie frowned. Hearing what the little brother said just now reminded him of something. He seemed to have seen the introduction of the nameless murderous soldier in an ancient book written by his grandfather Wu Laogou. A weapon that can affect people's mind.

He couldn't help reminding aloud: "Brother Ye, I remembered it. I saw it in my grandfather's ancient book before. This nameless sword was also born in ancient times. Anyone who got this sword, without exception, would give it a try. Become a lunatic, unable to control the evil nature of this sword at all.

I don't want anything to happen to you, let's throw this sword away. "

The little brother also nodded, obviously agreeing with what Wu Xie said.

When Wang Yueban heard this, she became a little anxious, thinking that this sword was made by Ou Zhizi, the originator of sword casting!It must be old and valuable, right?

Seeing this, Ye Haochu just smiled, wrapped it in gauze to keep it away from the heat, and tied it behind his back.

"This sword, I have my own plan."

How could Ye Haochu put the weapon back when he just got it?

Not to mention other things, but only in terms of weight, although this nameless sword is not as heavy as his own Azure Dragon Furying Sword, it is definitely stronger than my little brother's black gold ancient sword!

As for whether it can be controlled, naturally there is no need to worry. He has a system and the blood of an ancient beast. It should be very easy to control a fierce soldier.

Wu Xie opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but after seeing Ye Haochu's eyes, he still didn't say a word, he knew that he couldn't change his decision.

And he also had a vague feeling that maybe Ye Haochu could really control this fierce weapon?
Wang Yueban actually agreed with Ye Haochu's decision in his heart, what a pity to lose such a precious sword!

Seeing the atmosphere among the crowd, he was a little nervous, raised his eyebrows, stood up and laughed and said, "It's just a sword, don't say it so evil, let's see if there is a coffin over there, Fatty, I will Can't wait!"

"Too!"

At this moment, Wu Xie looked around and shouted, "Where is itching?"

Wu Xie's heart tightened suddenly. On the huge square in front of the sacrificial altar, there was no sign of Lao Xie at all, and there were only ashes from the roots of the trees, which were blowing away with the breeze.

Everyone realized that the old itch suddenly disappeared!
How could a living person who was tied up and severely injured by Ye Haochu's kick suddenly disappear?
Everyone felt a bit of chills in their hearts, thinking of the strange tricks of the old itchy before, those eyes that can make people fall into the darkness, they all have a chill on the back of the neck, this is not an ability that humans can have at all!
Wu Xie gritted his teeth resentfully, because of his temper, he was very angry at being deceived and concealed by the old itchy.

"Depend on!"

He cursed, sat down and said slowly: "The old itch is my fault, but he disappeared for three years before, so he should have come to this tomb.

"He used to be a very sunny and cheerful person, and I don't know what is in this tomb that can change a person so much that I don't even know him now!"

"It's okay, naive, you still have Fatty and me!"

Wang Yueban patted Wu Xie on the shoulder to show comfort.

Ye Haochu heard the words and said slowly: "Three years, it is enough to transform one person into another."

Everyone fell into silence, Wang Yueban smiled and said: "What are you afraid of, if that old tickle dares to play any tricks, the fat man will let him come and go!"

"Don't talk about it, Fatty thinks that the most important thing for us now is to see what's in the coffin!"

"Fatty Master, I've escaped from death and haven't even gotten a dime!"

While talking, Wang Yueban took out a candle from his backpack and placed it in the southeast corner of the tomb.

Just as he was about to light the fire, he heard Wu Xie joking from behind: "If you still light candles, aren't you afraid of the ghost fire that will attract souls?"

The fat man shook his hands, turned his head and glared at Wu Xie, and lit the candle anyway.

"People light candles, ghosts blow lamps, the rules of the ancestors must not be forgotten." He muttered.

Then everyone stopped paying attention to the disappearing old itchy body, but looked at the coffin in front of them. With the light of the flashlight, everyone could see that the coffin was green and full of growths from the erosion of time. Copper embroidery.

Another bronze coffin!

A little Yang Guo came out of the previous bronze coffin, who knows what is in the coffin in the main tomb?
Ye Haochu carried the nameless fierce sword wrapped in layers of gauze on his back, and looked at the bronze coffin in front of him. If nothing happened, they were about to reveal the final secret of the bronze sacred tree, but now that the old itchy disappeared, there was a big change.

"Brother Ye, didn't you say that the bronze coffin is used to seal those evil spirits? Why isn't this coffin tied with iron ropes, poured with iron juice, and there is no trace of man-made damage?" Wu Xie asked curiously.

Ye Haochu's thoughts were interrupted, but he didn't care. He smiled slightly and joked, "Open it and have a look, and you'll know."

Wu Xie shrank his neck and said: "Don't, Brother Ye, I know what my physique is, if I open it, I will definitely save the corpse!"

"Hahaha! Naive, you really have self-knowledge!" Wang Yueban laughed.

None of them know Wu Xie's physique of opening a coffin without lifting a corpse!

　The common sayings of the ten famous swords are: (Xuanyuan, Zhanlu, Chixiao, Tai'a, Qixing Longyuan, Ganjiang, Moxie, Yuchang, Chunjun, Chengying).

　　There is another saying: Ten Famous Swords: (Shengxie, Chunjun, Zhanlu, Juque, Yuchang, Tai'a, Longyuan, Gongbu, Ganjiang, Moxie).Eight of the swords: Tai'a, Longyuan, Gongbu, Zhanlu, Juque, Yuchang, Chunjun, and Shengxie were forged by Ou Yezi!

　　
　
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