Chapter 307： Touching warm little story

However, it is not in a hurry for the moment. The thousand spirit swords in Xianfu's main Cheng Yu's inherent spiritual realm, including the Tiancai sword, are currently under Jing Ke's control.

Wang Ling thought about handing over the other spirit swords to the country, leaving only the heavenly sword to Luo Fat to study it carefully.

He always felt that the material of this sword was very special ... I'm afraid it was not as simple as he imagined.

As everyone expected, Cheng Yu's interior contains a lot of weird magic weapons. The treasure inside is no less than the ground-filled equipment that General Yi exploded when he captured the old demon head, no matter in quantity or in quantity. In terms of quality ... Moreover, many treasures Diorui Zhenjun have found from the official website of the Cultural Relics Bureau that they are all national treasures.

The reason why the national treasure-level magic weapon is called national treasure-level is by no means simply judging from the strength of the magic weapon. Every national treasure-level magic weapon has a story that can make people cry and promote the traditional virtues of society.

Among the many magic weapons collected by Cheng Yu, the top-level national treasure magic weapon inside is actually a box of exquisitely packed matches.

"What is this?" The matchbox stunned everyone.

The prince looked at the matchbox and found that the matches in it were gone, but the entire matchbox was very delicate. The box of spiritual wood was inlaid with metal laces on all sides, which was like a top-level craftwork.

Di Lei Zhenjun looked at the matchbox and suddenly said, "Have you heard the story of" Little Matches for Girls "?"

Everyone suddenly realized, oh ... it was the story of "Little Girl Selling Matches" ...

and many more!

What Diu Zhenjun said just now seems to be a girl ... little match?

Lying down! What the **** is this?

"This is a true story that has been circulating in the past. One of them became a refined match and sold little girls in the street on Thanksgiving day. It caused public outrage at the time." He breathed out.

Someone asked, "What about later?"

Dilei Zhenjun: "This little matchstick girl was burnt to death on the street."

Everyone: "..."

Di Lei Zhenjun held the matchbox and said, "So, this matchbox was actually made by a skilled craftsman at that time. As a precaution, it appealed to the society to care for young children and refuse human trafficking! Reject child abuse!"

Everyone: "..."

The story heard that Cheng Yu, the master of Xianfu House, knelt down on the ground, shaking, and felt a horror.

This matchbox was searched when he attacked the remaining forces in the year, and he did not even know the specific origin. However, it helped him through many difficulties. At one time, during his most difficult time, Cheng Yu remembered that he had spent some time in the matchbox to avoid the pursuit of his enemies.

"Oh right!" Suddenly, Di Lei Zhenjun thought a bit: "This matchbox actually has a storage effect, but when it was originally designed, it was not designed to set the matchbox as a storage space. "

In short, Di Lei Zhenjun injected spiritual power into the matchbox, and the small matchbox suddenly became large and became a rectangular backlog space, enough to accommodate a person.

"So, the original intention of this matchbox design was ..."

"This is the coffin board that the craftsman made for the matchstick." Di Lei Zhenjun said with his chin.

Cheng Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

...

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At the same time, outside time freezes at ten in the evening.

Just about two hours ago, the Xiuzhen Police Station in the Sanyuan Road area of ​​Winter City received reports from the masses, and now there is a broken space here.

The originally empty Sanyuan Road has been surrounded by a number of police cars. The center of the space tunnel blasted by the power of Wang Ling's eyes gathered, and the police pulled a long warning line outside.

A group of policemen were standing more than ten meters away from the broken space wall. The energy fluctuations in the broken space wall were too strong for anyone to dare to approach.

"Have the explosion-proof troops arrived?" Director Yu of the police station has come here to direct the task on the spot.

"The people of the explosion-proof unit are on the road." A small police officer is reporting his work. He has only Jin Danqi and is afraid to approach this broken space wall. The energy in it is too fierce. He feels that if he gets closer , Will be torn by the surging spirit!

In the distance, a black commercial vehicle approached and was stopped by the police at the intersection. The policeman stopped the car and saw the azure blue number plate of the government license plate. He quickly walked to the driver's window and saluted him respectfully: "Comrade, there was an accident in front of you, please take a walk around."

Zhao Kai shook the window and looked forward: "Brother, can you ask, what is it?"

The policeman whispered, "The masses who received the report two hours ago said that there was a broken space wall in front of them. Now the wall is puzzling and no one dares to approach it. The explosion-proof troops will arrive soon ..."

"Okay, thank you brother!"

Zhao Kai nodded, then closed the window and turned his eyes to the strangeness behind him: "Master, what do you do now?"

Zhuoyi touched his chin and looked at him: "Are you sure, did you put down real people in this position before?"

Zhao Kaimeng nodded, such as the chicken pecking rice: "It must be here ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Nothing wrong! Master!"

Zhuo Yi held her arm, and her face suddenly became overcast: "..." Now I knew with my butt, this broken space wall must have been smashed by your grandfather!

But Zhuoyi is very clear. Whenever his master makes a shot, it must make sense! Before, he seemed to have heard about Di Lei Zhenjun's mention of a large secret faction, Xianfu, so he speculated that this time Master brought real people to the winter market, and he must have come for this.

So to sum up, Zhuowei speculates that there are probably two situations now.

First, Master smashed the space wall into the world inside, but things were not done yet, so it was not possible to do so. This is the most likely situation.

Second, Master was in trouble and couldn't get out. Of course, Zhuowei believes that the probability of this happening is 1 in 10,000 ... it is almost impossible.

Therefore, the situation is very obvious now, and he has to find a way to hold the police, and before the announcement to the media, block the news during this period of time, until Master completely withdraws from the winter market.

Thinking of this, Zhuoyi waved his hand and let Zhao Kai shake the window.

At the side of the car, the former police uncle was still standing: "Do you have any help with this comrade?"

Zhao Kai smiled and looked at the policeman: "The leaders of our family are very interested in this matter. Maybe they can help us. Maybe the troubled brothers will tell your director."

"Leader? Which leader ..." The uncle of the police suddenly became tense, and the cat's lower body was very careful. After quietly looking at the car with Yu Guang, after seeing the extraordinary face, the cold sweat suddenly fell.

It is impossible for this big red man under Secretary Dakang to not know ...

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