Mu Wan tried his best to move lightly, but he was too anxious and the movement was still very loud. She almost broke in. Dai Luan, who had not yet rested, sat at the table and trembled all over. One of her raised feet and her butt were squeezed onto a bench. She was so startled that her knees hit the edge of the table. The only candlestick shook violently, and the whole room flickered on and off. Ignoring the pain, Dai Luan quickly stretched out her hand to steady the candlestick. The melted wax splashed onto her hand and burned her again.
"Hey - it hurts, it hurts, what's the fuss about!"
Dai Luan didn't know whether to cover her hands or legs first. The tips of her fingers were still stained with black mud, and there was an open plaster on the table. Mu Wan muttered before entering the door and asked her why she was still up so late.
"My ears hurt!" Dai Luan rolled her eyes at her, and she stopped talking, "It's so itchy. Shan Hai said that wounds heal like this. Keep your voice down, and others will fall asleep."
"Where did you get this mud?"
"Gaoyue-kun gave it to me before I left. He told me it could relieve itching and remove scars."
"...When? By the way, you dare to use what she gave you."
"You were the first to leave, and we didn't even react. This was something she gave me after you left and before I left. And why shouldn't I use it? I actually think she's pretty good and won't hurt her. I……"
"After all, it's something of unknown origin... Are your legs and hands okay?"
"Wow, you man, why didn't you ask me if my ears were okay? This is a blessing from you."
This is an issue worth discussing in detail, but Mu Wan can't wait to see the package. Dai Luan also noticed the strange-looking things she brought back from nowhere, and she closed the medicine bottle and came over to take a look. With the faint candlelight, Mu Wan unfolded the thick cloth layer by layer. The cloth had been clothed for a long time, and the layers inside became newer, but she still noticed familiar patterns in it.
"What is this?"
"It said it was sent from Xueyan Valley...brought by Ye Yue-kun."
"Ye Yuejun? When? Just now?" Dai Luan hit her, "Why didn't you tell me!"
"I knew you said that. I asked too, but she seemed to be in a hurry to go somewhere else, except to deliver things, and didn't have time to say hello to us. Don't rush me yet, I have to see what this is. Ah... look at this piece of cloth .”
"What's wrong? Floral cloth. It looks quite old."
"This is the mattress I used when I was a child. Look here, there is still a pool of saliva stains that haven't been washed away..."
"Are you sure you didn't pee in the middle of the night..."
"Okay, shut up."
"Keep this too? I get a new one every few months..."
Mu Wan couldn't help but return the eye roll he had given her before.
"What do children from rich families know? We were very poor at that time. This was originally a snow awning with a soft lining for my mother. She later changed it into a coat for my brother. It was even more difficult at that time, and he didn't You have to choose, I don’t mind the flowers. After I couldn’t put it on anymore, I changed it into a small mattress for my newborn baby. Ah... this layer of fabric seems to be a quilt cover. It has been torn for a long time, and my mother has deformed it due to sewing. , there was no way to cover it. Later I asked her to throw it away and she still refused, so I stuffed it into a box to take up space."
Dai Luan couldn't understand it more and more.
"So...your mother sent you a piece of old cloth in Xueyan Valley? What kind of show is this going on?"
"I have no idea……"
Mu Wan was still unpacking the packages layer by layer. As the outside becomes thinner and thinner, the hard stuff inside will be revealed. Dai Luan turned her head and suddenly found a curved envelope on the ground. She didn't know which layer it was caught in and fell out.
"Is this a letter from your mother to you?" Dai Luan bent down and picked it up.
Mu Wan's busy hands suddenly stopped. She took the letter from Dai Luan and took a look at it.
"No...my mother can't read a few words. This cover says it was written by Chi Li."
"I just saw it, but maybe she ghostwrote it."
Mu Wan hesitated for a moment, glanced at the half-unpacked package on the table, and then looked at the letter in his hand.
"Then, help me open it and let me see what's written in the letter. You must be careful. They wrapped it so tightly. I guess it's something valuable."
"Sure."
Mu Wan hurriedly pushed the package over and hurriedly opened the envelope. For some reason, she was quite calm when she saw those delicate words. But when she was about to open the envelope, she felt obviously uneasy. It was very difficult to send her a letter. From the past, she was the only one who could write to Gu Li. After all, when the reply came, she didn't know where she would go. Therefore, if she could ask Liu Dao Wuchang to send something to her along with something, it must be very important, very important.
With trembling hands, he opened the envelope and found two pieces of paper. She scanned the first final signature first, which was written by Chi Li herself. Take another look at the beginning on the right. There are only four large characters in the first column.
Seeing the words is like seeing the face.
While Mu Wan was reading, Dai Luan opened the bag. She complained as she untied it, saying that the cloths were either too cumbersome to wrap or tied too tightly, and they were simply a bunch of knots. These cloth lumps are all over the package, which acts as a buffer to protect the contents, but it is a pain for the person who unpacks it. Dai Luan's hands hurt from the buckle, and she wanted to use a pair of big scissors to cut them all off.
Taking it apart, Dai Luan slowed down her movements.
"Um... I said, this is a sword, right?" Dai Luan gestured, "But it's not long, so it's definitely not an umbrella."
"It's a sword...no, not a sword!"
Mu Wan's voice trembled, and Dai Luan couldn't help but look at her. It was not only her lips that were trembling, but also her hands, or rather her whole arm. Mu Wan was so excited that her face turned pale. She couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad. She only knew that she was abnormal. She was shaking violently, and Dai Luan could hear that she was trying her best to calm down.
Dai Luan couldn't guess what was written in the letter, but Mu Wan suddenly slapped two pieces of paper on the table and pulled the cloth bag over, trying to untie it quickly. As the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. The more anxious she was, the less organized she became. Dai Luan quickly took the package back.
"Okay, okay, let me do it. Have you read the letter?"
"Not yet. Hurry up, hurry up..."
"I know, I know--"
It was obviously a knife or sword. The length is actually longer than that of a dagger, so it should be a wakizashi. The cloths fit perfectly in the end, showing that they were wrapped with great care. She untied the layer that fit the most tightly, and it was still covered with strips of cloth. These cloth strips looked very old, dark gray, not very dusty, but had a strong sense of history. Although it looks like it will fall apart if you pull it off - it's actually quite strong. When Dai Luan tried to untie it, she found that she couldn't pull it off at all. Then she realized that the strip of cloth was also part of the wakizashi.
If you look carefully, you will see some fine writing on the strip of cloth. Those are some very long, strange symbols, written in a spiral shape around the entire wakizashi sheath, even passing through the junction of the cloth strips and a few close-fitting charms. This is written with a very fine pen, and it is almost impossible to make out without putting your eyes on it. I just think it is some dotted lines. Looking closer to the candlelight and looking carefully, the characters seemed to be written in cinnabar, but because of the old age, even the color was not easy to read. But the symbols are still intact and have not faded or been damaged. Dai Luan couldn't recognize a single word. The twisted, worm-like thing seemed not to belong to any kind of writing in the world.
Let's talk about those spells. It should have been white once, but due to time, it has turned into a dull yellow, but they are not damaged in any way, they are just very old. She had never seen the runes on it either. Several charms fit tightly onto the sheath, as if fused to become part of the cloth strips. And those thin words were hastily wrapped around them like thin ropes.
The handle of the knife is even more incredible. I don't know whether the material is wood or metal, but its weight is somewhere in between. The metal skin inlaid on it is very mottled, but the texture is still clearly discernible. It’s just that those lines are too strange and have no aesthetic feeling at all. Generally speaking, the patterns of the knife handle and the sword have a kind of symmetry. Even if they are not symmetrical, they still have special pattern patterns. However, Dai Luan could not tell whether the pattern was vegetation, birds, animals, or clouds. He only felt that it had been dropped into strong acid and had been corroded into irregular and ugly bumps. But if you look carefully, you can detect traces of careful carving. To put it another way, it’s like “seriously talking nonsense”.
Where the tassels should have been, there hung a string of small round bells, as bright as gold. When you lift it up, it makes the rustling sound of insects flapping their wings.
"Mu Wan, this knife is so strange." Dai Luan looked back and forth, "I have never seen this kind of workmanship. Why can't it be pulled out... Is it rusty, so it's stuck in it? Come and take a look. Look, where is this craftsmanship?”
Mu Wan didn't answer for a long time. She thought she was still reading the letter. She fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't get the knife out of the sheath, so she gave up. Brute force cracking was not impossible, but she was worried that she would not be able to compensate for it if it was damaged.
Mu Wan still didn't move, Dai Luan put down the knife and looked at her. It turned out that she had already finished reading, and her hands stiffly framed the two thin papers. She shouted twice more, but Mu Wan remained motionless, as if the paper was heavy and it was already difficult to lift. She kept her gaze forward without blinking. At this moment, her hands were not shaking at all, but Dai Luan suspected that she had even stopped breathing.
"……Ha ha."
She suddenly laughed twice, which made Dai Luan feel scared.
"Um, can I take a look?"
Seeing that Mu Wan didn't respond, Aluan tried to take the paper out of her hand and read it with the last light of the short candle.
After scanning the first half of the picture, Dai Luan was shocked. She suddenly understood why Mu Wan had such a big reaction just now. The first half of the letter was very ordinary, casually talking about the current situation in the valley, everything was in order. Then he said that Chili wanted to move his mother's tomb, and when he pried open his mother's old tomb next to the headmaster, there was a piece of a woman's hand bone and a wakizashi inside.
"It's the Demon Sealing Blade, the Demon Sealing Blade, Mu Wan!" Her voice could not be suppressed, "Oh my God! It turns out your master really knew where it was and hid it! Did Lord Shuangyue know? Did they discuss it? ? It’s actually delivered to you, that’s great…”
No wonder the wakizashi can't be pulled out. If it were a demon sword forged by Shura, everything would be explained. She excitedly patted Mu Wan's arm twice, but she didn't respond. So Dai Luan then looked down.
is an obituary.
Before she could see clearly who was talking about, the candle on the table struggled twice and burned out. At the same time, Mu Wan suddenly fell off the chair.
"What's wrong with you? Wake up! What's going on? Someone, come here quickly -"
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