Ancient knife

Wei Dong suddenly saw the surging spread of mental power in his brain, and his control mental power turned into a thin line, slowly approaching the unknown items wrapped in red cloth. The veil inside was about to be lifted, and Wei Dong's psychology of seeking knowledge became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly increased his mental strength. Just as his joyful spirit brushed the silk package, a strange pain appeared in his mind. Wei Dong hugged his head in horrified and almost fainted. The failure of the teacher was not successful, but he suffered a setback, and Wei Dong was furious. Push the suitcase and fall to the ground, making a dull metal sound. When Wei Dong heard this, a bounce fought from the seat and strode closer. The red cloth was half covered with a piece of artifact, and Wei Dong fixed his eyes and immediately became clear. I am not secretly disappointed. Squatting down, without the caution of just now, he held his hand directly in his hand and raised it in front of him. It was just a simple Mongolian cavalry machete, which was rusty and covered the whole knife surface with green, but it still could not hide the sharp edge of the machete. According to preliminary observation, there is nothing strange about this machete. The blade is regularly bent upward at a 15-degree angle, and the knife surface is vaguely engraved with a large number of tiger and leopard patterns, and the shape is beautiful. It can be seen that the skill of the sharpener is superb. There are hundreds of missing corners on the edge of the knife. Obviously, this machete has touched hard material many times to make it look like this. The knife handle is more interesting. The surface is made of expensive jade, and the interior is cast by fine iron. In addition, the end of the handle is decorated with a large number of ornaments. It seems that the Mongolian machete is genuine, and other decorative objects are added later. The atmosphere of the two is far different. Wei Dong roughly looked at the conclusion that although he was not an antique lover, he was indeed attracted by the strange object in front of him.

When he came to his senses, Wei Dong couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and all his time wasted on it. In frustration, he threw away the machete. The ancient knife elegantly made several rotations in the air, and the meteor orbit crossed and fell into a corner of the room.

Wei Dong turned around and walked to the gate. Just a few steps out, there was a roar in the room behind him, like a dragon trapped for thousands of years. The roared in anger did not stop abruptly, but came out continuously outside. Wei Dong received the sound, and a spirit was stunned in place. He dragged his stiff body and slowly turned around and looked at the source in a daze. At this time, Wei Dong was shocked and his cheeks trembled. He ran over with excitement, suddenly spread it regardless of his posture, and picked up the ancient knife with his hands like a treasure. His deep eyes moved greatly, staring at the treasure in his hand for a moment. He muttered, "Is it? Won't it?" After the collision of affirmation and rejection thinking in his brain, Wei Dong couldn't help but doubt it. After the mahogany desk around him flashed, the mahogany desk seemed to have the courage to think. Finally, it was divided into two halves and fell aside under gravity. Although Wei Dong was prepared, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him and sighed, "What an ancient knife!" Wei Dong held a machete and played a few simple knives in the house. As soon as the knife came out, it would bring a slightly invisible cold wind. More than ten seconds after the wind, Wei Dong became more and more fond of the machete in his hand. Wei*ran had a wonderful idea and split the machete in his hand and the knife facing down. The machete fell heavily on the cement plane of the balcony and splashed dust. Wei Dong raised the machete in his hand again, and his expression changed greatly. The rusty green on the machete all shook down to reveal its original color under the reflection of the reaction force. I couldn't wait to pick up the silk wrap on the ground and wipe it, and several machetes with stains hidden between his breaths were now fully displayed in Wei Dong's eyes. The dents blown away by the wind and rain on the surface of the knife, and the scarlet bleak tones everywhere show the vicissitudes of the ancient knife. Although the blade has many gaps, the blade is still sharp and sharp. The mahogany furniture that was cut in half is a good proof. Wei Dong was obsessed with the ancient knife in front of him and kept wiping it. While recalling. The ancient knife can be said to be ignorant, but I understand the value of this knife. In his previous life, there was an extremely powerful corpse hunter, who was a knife idiot. Since the catastrophe, a knife has been used to fight against zombies. There are countless zombies harvested, and tens of thousands of them have been. Later, the man was surprised to find that the knife had changed in the battle as if it had its own life. He used his knife to be hand-friendly. The knife seemed to be integrated, and the knife seemed to be like his own extended arm. The final conclusion is that this knife has harvested thousands of lives to nurture a wonderful feeling. Later, all the powerful people in the end of the world knew about this matter and tried their best to solve this sharp weapon and wanted to get a knife, named it a soul knife, which means that there is a soul weapon.

Wei Dong broke away from thinking, returned to reality, and began to look carefully at the machete in his hand. Since the ancient knife in his hand is surprisingly similar to the soul knife, it is bound to have the same experience, otherwise it will not produce such effects. The thoughts in Wei Dong's mind began to think like traveling in space.

"Yes! It must be like this. It's not wrong!" Wei Dong suddenly explained to himself: "The necessary condition of the soul knife is to kill a large number of creatures and look at the ancient knife in his hand. A conclusive idea came to my mind. Mongolian machete, a knife used by cavalry. The rusty pattern on this knife should be a pattern that can only be used by Mongolian generals wearing knives, tigers and leopards and other noble generals, plus rich jade decorations, which recognizes the information of this object. According to the preliminary observation of the ancient knife, there should be eight or nine hundred years of time, which is quite similar to the ancient Yuan Dynasty. In line with the above message, a clear idea appeared in my mind. Mongolian noble generals fought east and west, and fought countless battles against the city and land. The sword used also cooperated with the owner on the battlefield and made countless achievements. People who love knives regard knives as lifelong partners and have always been accompanied by death. Obviously, this is how this ancient knife was formed. Wei Dong gently stroked the ancient knife with his palm and loved it endlessly in his heart. The subtle chill emitted by the ancient knife awakened Wei Dong. Wei Dong looked at it again in surprise and doubted, "It shouldn't be! Even if the owner of the machete is successful in battle, he has to kill tens of thousands of enemy troops to create a soul knife. General commanders are all roles in the rear, which is even more impossible!" After thinking about it, Wei Dong used the poor historical knowledge in his mind, and finally stopped at the blade gap. His expression changed slightly, and his sword eyebrows beat to clear the fog. Yes, it must be so. The gap on the edge of the ancient knife is different from the past. The soldiers fighting on the front line know that the collision of the front blades of the two weapons will form a deep line of knife marks. However, the knife print on it is missing in the plane dent, which is formed by cutting rods and round objects. Of course, there will be no such knife shortage when cutting wood. In ancient times, the level of ironmaking and forging weapons was already very high. Then throw away such a conclusion, the only answer left is that the reaction of cutting human bones is formed. Mongolian cavalry attacking the city and plundering the fortress will drop the book. If a resister enters the city, after all, the whole city will be washed in blood, and both men, women and young will not escape the disaster. Slaughter the city! Yes! It's the slaughter city! Only the slaughter city can explain it. Wei Dong has a clear understanding of the cause and effect. Suddenly, he looked at the ancient knife in front of him a little more. Now that you know the answer, you will no longer reject the existence of ancient knives. Wei Dong looked very happy and gave the ancient knife a new name.

Blood soul!

A sharp weapon made of blood feeding knives can only be matched by this name.

(Well! The thief is a survival fanatic who loves knives. He usually takes out knives and plays with them every day. As the saying goes, people who practice martial arts can bump without electricity, and the result is tragic. Yesterday, I hurt my thigh while playing with a knife. It's sad!! Now that I have transferred my internal skills, there will be a few more chapters during the recuperation period. Red ticket, collect and support!!)