Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> My brain cultivation options

Text Chapter 157 Appraisal Master?

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Putting the sheepskin scroll into the storage ring, He Jie took out the black ancient sword.  The ancient sword is about 1.23 meters long. It has no sheath. The blade is three to four centimeters wide. It is quite heavy in the hand. It is not known what material it is made of. It is completely black and has irregular wavy edges on both sides.  Very sharp, with a deep cold light.  It looks completely different from the Japanese samurai sword, but similar to the ancient Chinese bronze sword, but the color is different.  He Jie is not sure if this is the legendary Kusanagi sword. Although he has heard of the name of the Kusanagi sword, he has no idea what the Kusanagi sword looks like.  But think about it, since Captain David Phillip has checked the information, he must not be talking nonsense. He must be very confident before he dares to say that.  Holding the hilt of the sword, He Jie really felt the cold power coming from the sword body. He wanted to invade his body through the skin in contact with the palm, but he was quickly retracted by the backlash of the spiritual energy in his body.  And that cold force seemed to have wisdom. After being "taught", it no longer dared to try to invade his body, and only huddled inside the sword.  He Jie has now basically figured out what the curse is. Its source is this sword, and the cold power in the sword is the medium that implements the curse.  No wonder there are rumors of a curse in the library, one of the three forbidden places. It is said that people who have entered this place will become weaker and weaker, or even age, after they leave. The obvious characteristics are: white hair, wrinkles, and easy to get sick.  It's all because the body has been eroded by the cold power.  Not only corrodes the human body, but also inanimate objects, the cold power will corrode. The strong smell of corruption that I smelled when I came in before was the result of the erosion of the old tables and chairs piled here.  But these are only eroded due to being close to this sword.  As for why those who talk about curses are also "cursed", He Jie can't figure out the specific reasons.  But maybe it's because they have never been close to this place and only mentioned it when chatting, so the degree of "curse" they received is not serious and the erosion is relatively light.  So basically there is nothing wrong with my body.  As for what Captain David Phillips said, this sword can also control people's minds and understand other people's thoughts. He Jie has not tried it. He probably has to accept that cold power to enter his body before he can do it. He Jie  Of course, it is impossible to be so stupid as to let it enter the body, not to mention that the cold power is too small.  The only result of entering the body is to be strangled and swallowed by the spiritual energy.  This sword is of almost no use to He Jie. At best, it is just a sharp piece of iron. It is basically of no use. It may even hurt people around him if he takes it back.  But if you continue to put it here, it will also hurt others, even if you don't get close to it.  The likelihood of harm is minimal.  But He Jie has decided that this "magic sword" cannot be left here. He wants to take it back. The three words "Kusanagi Sword" alone are enough reasons. Think about one of Japan's three major artifacts being used by him.  If the Japanese knew about it, they would buy it back at any price, right?  And before taking it back.  One thing you need to do first is to completely remove the cold power from the sword body, otherwise you won't be able to bring it back with ease.  This happened to be easy for He Jie. The powerful spiritual energy in his body gathered instantly and was input into the sword body with the hand holding the hilt. At first, the cold power in the sword body was still somewhat resistant, but as the spiritual energy increased,  It increased, and the resistance of the cold power became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.  He Jie then withdrew his spiritual energy with satisfaction and looked at the dark sword body.  The feeling is different again. Before, it felt like it was filled with a deep cold air, as if it wanted to choose people to eat. Now it gives people a gentle feeling, and there is a faint aura flickering.  Although He Jie has taken back all his spiritual energy.  The main reason is that I am worried that leaving spiritual energy inside will turn it from an ordinary item into a spiritual weapon, thereby attracting the prying eyes of those powerful people whose energy and blood strength are far beyond ordinary people. But after all, it has been groomed by spiritual energy, and it is different from ordinary people.  The iron pieces are different again.  It's okay to fool outsiders, but those strong people obviously won't be interested in this kind of thing.  From now on, the magic sword can no longer be called a "magic sword", it is just a sharp sword.  The only thing that makes it valuable is the name of Japan's three major artifacts.  Unfortunately, the sword was too long and could not fit into the storage ring, so He Jie could only put it back into the blue box.  I don¡¯t know what kind of material the blue box is made of. After decades, it has not been damaged at all. Apart from the old style, it is just like new. I believe Captain David Phillip also put in a lot of effort.  Only then did I find this box that could match the "Magic Sword".  Holding the box in his arms, He Jie returned to the outside of the library from the original small window. Of course he went to the classroom this way.Okay, you have to take this thing home and put it away first.  After leaving school, He Jie, who wanted to go home, received a call from Mr. Tang.  Ever since he was invited by him to attend the National Treasure Appraisal Conference that day, Mr. Tang called him every once in a while, nominally inviting him to his home as a guest, but in reality he brought a handful of Dead Wood Spring Vase with him.  How could He Jie not understand such an obvious intention? However, he was put off by him every time with various excuses. In the end, he was so annoyed that he couldn't help it, so he told him that the bottle had been sold. Mr. Tang sighed and stopped harassing him.  he.  I didn¡¯t expect to get another call now.  "Mr. Tang, what's the matter?" He Jie is really afraid of receiving his call now, mainly because he has disappointed an old man again and again, and he himself feels a little sorry.  "Xiao He, are you free now? You probably haven't gone to class yet, right?" "Oh, I'm about to go" He Jie said vaguely, mainly to leave a way out for himself.  "That means you haven't gone up yet. If you have time, come to my place." "Mr. Tangis there something wrong?" They had already said that they had sold the Dead Wood Spring Bottle, and Mr. Tang even called me to ask him to come over.  Once there, He Jie really wondered what he wanted to do with him.  "I have an old thing here, and I want you to take care of it." "Ah, I don't know anything about this." He Jie was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to refuse.  But Mr. Tang¡¯s next words made him swallow his rejection as soon as he said it: ¡°This old object is similar to your dead wood vase with spring. I¡¯m a little unsure. Come and take a look.¡± Is it similar to the dead wood vase?  Is that a spiritual weapon?  He Jie's heart moved and he immediately changed his mind: "Well, there is still a while before class. I will go over now. Is it in your store? Okay, I will be there soon." He hung up the phone and was not in a hurry to go back.  I put the box away just in time to show it to Mr. Tang to see if it was the real Kusanagi sword.  He Jie hailed a taxi and went straight to the antique street in Beicheng District.  Mr. Tang¡¯s antique shop is called Jianzhen Building, which sounds unremarkable. It is far from the grand names like ¡°Ancient and Modern Legend¡± and ¡°Wanbao Pavilion¡±. However, the business in his shop is the best, and it is probably as good as  Jianzhen Tower is related to the word "true".  "Mr. Tang, I'm here." When He Jie came in, he happened to see Mr. Tang chatting with several guests.  They were sitting around a small round table in the corner of the lobby. There was a brocade box on the round table. Next to the brocade box was a black ceramic jar with a red cloth underneath. The ceramic jar was about five or six inches high and had similar shapes on both sides.  The ear thing looks like a large ancient wine cup.  Mr. Tang is sitting in the main seat. Opposite him are three men with serious faces. One of them looks to be the oldest, about forty years old, and the other two on his left and right are younger, in their thirties.  He looked like one of his subordinates.  "Xiao He is here." When Mr. Tang saw He Jie arriving, he immediately stood up and introduced the three guests, "Everyone, I have kept you waiting for a long time. He is the person I want to wait for." "Oh?" The man in the middle  He looked at He Jie with a strange face, as if he was doubtful that He Jie, at such a young age, was actually a master of appraisal.  "If you don't mind, let him take a look?" Mr. Tang said from the side. In fact, he was very clear about He Jie's accomplishments in antiques. He was not even a novice. However, Mr. Tang had another idea.  He believed that He Jie was a man with profound blessings. Otherwise, how could he have bought a stunning treasure for only 6,000 yuan?  So I called He Jie here this time because I wanted to take advantage of his good fortune and see if he could find another rare treasure.  "Of course." The man in the middle didn't object, and even gestured to He Jie, "Please!" "Xiao He, come and take a look at this." Mr. Tang pointed to the ceramic jar on the round table.  "Yes." He Jie nodded. In fact, when he came in, he saw the items placed on the round table and already guessed what was coming to the palm of his hand this time. He had already used his spiritual sense to detect it and asked him to  Disappointingly, there was no spiritual energy in the ceramic jar at all. It was obviously not a spiritual artifact, but an ordinary antique at most.  He has no interest in antiques.  But since he was invited by Mr. Tang, he naturally couldn't let him lose face. He came to the round table, casually placed the blue box on the side of the small round table, pretended to look at the ceramic jar carefully, and looked at it for a while.  He picked up the white gloves on the table and put them on, then picked up the ceramic jar and looked at it closely, showing the demeanor of a master appraiser.  At least it frightened the three uninformed men next to it.  "Mr. Tang, I'm not sure, what on earth is this?" Regarding some antique terms, He Jie said:Now I understand a little more. The so-called "not sure" means that I don't agree with the object, which is just a euphemism.  "Let Boss Ito explain it himself." Mr. Tang pointed at the man in the middle.  Boss Ito?  He Jie was stunned, is he Japanese?  I just heard that he spoke Mandarin so well. I never thought he was Japanese?
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report