Everyone looked at the flames flowing along the water near the stele, and they all thought that the sword spirit had been offended, so they sent down divine punishment to kill those who blasphemed the sword.
For a moment, I could only watch helplessly as my comrades, who were burned heartbreakingly in the sea of fire, gradually became silent, but no one dared to come forward. Only the smell of burnt skin and flesh, and the smell of burning tung oil were left.
The pungent smell spread everywhere in the rain.
Some sharp-eyed people discovered that "Lin Duyang" who had just broken the monument with an ax had fallen into the canal. There was also a layer of turbulent fire waves floating on the water of the canal, which was about to die down under the beating of countless raindrops.
At this time, the "sea of fire" on the bank of the canal took advantage of the downward force of the rain to slowly flow into the canal, connecting with the fire wave to form a spectacular fire stream. And the "Lin Duyang" who fell into the water
”, it seemed that he had drowned, and no one surfaced for a while.
Although the rain had weakened, it still continued continuously. After all, the tung oil was limited. After burning for several breaths in the rain, it was eventually extinguished by the endless rain curtain on the Tongyuan Canal.
Some brave people began to approach the stele to examine it, but they saw a stone box with a crack in the middle lying among the broken stones of the stele hidden by the smoke. The stone box was covered in gray and covered with mottled chiseling marks. There were also many things scattered on the box.
The browned pieces were covered with cracked black balls.
The mail guard Wang Xuan's eyebrows were slightly scorched and his face was black and yellow. He was obviously affected by the explosive fire oil. Fortunately, he hid quickly and was not seriously injured. His eyes were gloomy and he reached out to pick up the stone box, but he just touched the box.
He moved his body and quickly withdrew his fingers, obviously being burned by the hot box.
At this time, a man walked out of the Tianxiong Guards. He had already peeled off his burnt armor. He picked up a piece of browned debris with his knife and looked at it. He then brought it up to his nose and sniffed, then squatted down and stared at the stone box.
The crack on the top said: "Sure enough!"
Wang Xuan happened to know this person. He was Xiong Qiantu, the leader of the Yanxia Alliance, one of the survivors of the Tongyuan Canal tragedy a few days ago.
The reason he was able to escape death that time was because his brother Xiong Baisha risked his life to save him. Lin Jieyuan, the boss of the "Eight Heroes of Weizhou", took advantage of the Zoroastrian retreat and brought him back to Jingxing Yiguan. After recovering from his injuries,
He was recommended to the Prince of Yanmen County and the Jiedushi of Wei Bo Town, Tian Chengsi.
Tian Chengsi had been running Weibo Town for several years, so naturally he had heard of this man's chivalrous name, so he accepted him as the deputy captain of the Tianxiong Guard. When he came to seize the sword this time, he ordered this man to accompany him. There are "Eight Heroes of Weizhou"
"As a guarantee, it goes without saying that I sincerely want to test his quality.
Wang Xuan saw that he had a well-thought-out "after-the-fact" look, and immediately sneered: "Humph! If you knew this, why did you fall for it? You're not just pretending, trying to win the heart of the prince!"
Xiong Qiantu was too lazy to argue with him, but he held the broken pieces, coughed a few times, and said loudly to everyone: "Ji Kang, a famous scholar of the generation, came up with such a method of burying swords, but it was really unbelievable! I can infer that this is
The stone box is made of flint, airtight, and the outside is made of intact lambskin oil bag, which is watertight. Then fill it with tung oil and place the flint box inside, which can prevent water, moisture, insects and ants from biting.
A different kind of mechanism..."
"So what about the mechanism? If it weren't for that thief Lin Duyang's brute force in destroying the monument, we just have to be more careful, how could we trigger the mechanism and hurt so many brothers!" Wang Xuan saw that he actually had the heart to say,
Couldn't help but retorted.
Xiong Qiantu only glanced at him, then looked at the many eyes around him that were hungry for knowledge, and continued: "What Wang Xiaowei said is true. Just now, Lin Duyang's ax chop not only split the stele, but also
He broke open the oil bag and chopped it on the flint box. The outside of the oil bag was filled with cashmere and was sealed in the stele for several years. When it encountered a spark, it ignited instantly. Immediately, tung oil was ignited, causing the oil fire to explode and spread to the nearby area.
Everyone.
As we all know, when boiling oil catches fire, water cannot extinguish it. It must be covered with sand and soil to quickly extinguish the fire. Therefore, after the tung oil explodes, even if there is heavy rain, it cannot put out the fire. However, the tung oil healed later.
The thinner the flow, the less the fire burned, and the fire gradually weakened and was eventually extinguished by the rain."
No matter how dismissive Wang Xuan was, he was speechless by the truth of this analysis. The guards around him were dragging the wounded and cleaning up the mess. Although they were silent, they all agreed deeply in their hearts.
When Tian Chengsi saw this sudden change, which injured several of his people, he was heartbroken. When he saw his brother Shu Yao, Li Changyuan and others were frightened by the fire, they all backed away a few feet, but they felt happy and hurriedly
He shouted: "What are you doing standing there? Get the sword quickly so that I, the king, can take a look!"
Wang Xuan didn't want to be deprived of credit, so after hearing the order from the Duke, he immediately took the first step and picked up the stone box. Unexpectedly, the stone box was still hot, and there were large balls of water on his hands and body.
When the fog came, he dropped the stone box again in pain.
Looking sideways, he saw Xiong Qiantu smiling but not smiling, standing with his arms folded. He had no intention of fighting with him, but just ordered the Tianxiong Guards to surround the surrounding area to prevent people from all parties from coming to rob it again.
Wang Xuan's scorched face finally turned red, and he said unconvincedly: "Then, how could Ji Kang foresee that future generations would destroy the monument with brute force? I'm afraid you are far-fetched and are forcing this.
You make such unreasonable remarks!"
Xiong Qiantu sighed, stared at the stone box at Wang Xuan's feet and said: "Ji Kang naturally cannot predict the future, let alone predict events like a god, but he must know that such a valuable treasure will definitely attract everyone to snatch it. Now.
You and I are working together, and we still have to compete for the top spot, let alone people with different identities, how can we not fight to the death? When our lives are at stake, who has the time to analyze it carefully?
Open the stone tablet, take out the sword from the box? It is naturally straightforward, open the stone tablet, take out the sword and leave."
When Wang Xuan saw that he had revealed his intention smoothly, he felt his face burning slightly, and hurriedly echoed: "It turns out that although Ji Kang failed to predict his funeral, he did predict the people's hearts... Who?! Don't run away, the thief!"
Xiong Qiantu also felt that the sword was within easy reach, and he was deliberately trying to see Wang Xuan's joke, so he no longer had any sense of caution in his heart.
Unexpectedly, a person jumped out from the diagonal stab. His robes were in tatters. Not only his beard and beard were burned off, but his nose, jaw and other places were also burned to a bloody pulp. Only a pair of dirty beady eyes were still visible.
He was proud and cunning, and it seemed that the severe injuries on his face were of no concern to him. The guards looked around and saw, who could he be if he wasn't "Lin Duyang"?
It turned out that Yang Zhaoxi pretended to be "Lin Duyang". As soon as he entered the canal, he dived and swam away. When he touched a thick clump of reeds on the bank of the canal, he turned his back and exposed his mouth and nose. As for his face,
The area burned by the oil was the rubber mask Liu Xiaomu put on him before he came here. His true appearance was unscathed.
Yang Chaoxi had never seen this rubber mask before. I had only heard about it from hearsay, and once thought it was made by peeling off the face of a newly deceased person and nitrating it. At first glance, I thought it was extremely scary and cruel. What can I say?
Nor do they want to cover their faces.
Fortunately, after Liu Xiaomu’s explanation, I found out that this rubber mask was made from konjac tubers and fresh pig feet. Wash and cut them into pieces, add water and boil them to get the hot glue. After the hot glue cools down slightly, swallow it and soften slightly, then apply it on the mask.
The face is kneaded and molded; finally it is decorated with pig hair and connected into beards and hair, making it look like a lifelike face!
The only flaw is that the expression of this rubber mask is stiff, and it cannot express emotions or anger. If you look closely, it looks like a facial paralysis, and some people with poisonous eyes will eventually see the clues.
Yang Chaoxi hid in the reeds and listened quietly to the sounds not far away. When he heard that Wang Xuan was burned one after another and had several quarrels with Xiong Qiantu, he couldn't help but snicker. When the two of them were talking, they got excited.
Go up, immediately jump out, and go straight to the place where the monument was broken.
The flint box was still lying in the rain, and the burning sensation quickly faded away. Yang Zhaoxi's move was like lightning, and while his feet were flying, he grabbed the stone box in his hand. He immediately peeled off the stone box and threw it at Wang and Xiong first.
He just put the wooden box wrapped in it under his arm and ran away.
But in a moment, Yang Chaoxi held the sword in his hand and ran out more than ten feet away. He turned around and said with a smile: "Hehehehe! Leader Xiong is right. I only want to get the sword, so how can I care about so many more?"
With that said, he turned around to avoid Xiong Qiantu's "Supernatural Sword", and then smiled at Wang Xuan,
"As for this military commander, he is really stupid! He was burned twice and he couldn't think of a way to make a fool of himself. Tsk tsk! If you ask me, it's best to leave this 'hot potato' to me, the 'male and female hegemon' for safekeeping."
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After Wang Xuan heard this, he was so embarrassed that he became angry. The "Rushui Sword" that he had repeatedly failed to win was actually cut off by the thief "Lin Duyang". He immediately waved his double barrier sword and chased after Yang Chaoxi.
Xiong Qian Tumo blocked the air with his sword, and he staggered before he came to a stop. However, he heard Tian Chengsi standing on his horse and yelling impatiently: "Sirs of Tianxiong Guard, listen to the order! Surround and kill this disciple.
No one will be left alive, whoever seizes the sword will be the first to do it!"
Although less than half of the Tianxiong guards who participated in seizing the sword were affected by the kerosene, the damage was not too much. When they heard the county prince shout out the words "The one who seizes the sword is the first to succeed", they all felt as if they had been beaten to death.
He screamed and rushed towards Yang Chaoxi.
These days, Xiongwei has been in Weibo Town for a long time, and everyone knows that although Prince Tian Chengsi of Yanmen County is cunning, suspicious, cruel and easy to kill, he also has military orders and must fulfill his words. Naturally, everyone knows the weight of this "first achievement": maybe it was still yesterday
An ordinary guard can "reach the sky in one step" today and become a Du Yuhou who follows the Lord of the County!
Wang Xuan ran a few steps, then woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly shouted to his armored guards: "Brothers! Listen to the order of the Lord County King and seize the sword quickly!"
In an instant, near the broken stele, all the Tianxiong Guards, Armored Guards, and rangers who wanted to defect to Weibo Town each armed their weapons and attacked Yang Zhaoxi, who was fleeing in all directions.
Yang Chaoxi held the unheated wooden box under her left arm, and groped around her waist with her right hand for a while, only to realize that the drumstick had been lost long ago. She couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart:
Sure enough, a gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty of possessing a jade; he seizes a valuable treasure without virtue, and his virtue is not worthy of it! Even though he is an unknown "Lin Duyang", how can he defeat hundreds of guards who come to snatch it?
And if this sword falls into the hands of Tian Chengsi at this time, most of the people on the bank of the canal will have to be withdrawn; even those who are determined to "take chestnuts from the fire" will have to think twice to find a good one.
Only when you have to retreat can you dare to take a risk...
And now that I am like this, I am not "taking chestnuts from the fire"!
As soon as I thought of this, I immediately performed the "One Reed Crossing the River" technique, which was like applying oil to the soles of my feet. I was running around like a wolf in a forest of swords and spears. Even though I was familiar with the "Seizing Fist", I didn't dare to take it forcefully again.
Swinging swords will prevent you from getting stuck in one place and being chopped down by random blades.
Tian Chengsi stared at the wooden box under his arm from a distance, almost salivating. He even praised it highly: "The stone box is the coffin, the wooden box is the coffin, and the sword is buried in it... It is indeed Ji Zhong's Sanshou pen! It's wonderful!
Extremely, extremely wonderful!”
At this moment, Yang Chaoxi finally looked at a location, suddenly threw the wooden box under his arm, and shouted:
"Sister! Hurry! Take the sword quickly! I can't do it!"