() Chapter 12: Iron Sword (please recommend votes)

After the smell of mold and dust dissipated, Liu Yu walked into the forbidden study of the Liu family.

The entire study room is only forty square meters, with calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and several pots of dead flowers and plants are placed in the corners. The floor and walls of the entire room are covered with dust, and there are even spider webs everywhere in the room.

Broken, broken.

This was Liu Yu’s first impression after entering the study. He believed that if he came in at night, he would definitely think he had entered the haunted house.

"It's just two years, not only has people and things changed, but also things have changed." Looking at the study room in front of me, which was clean, glamorous and had no connection with the memory, Liu Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Before his parents died, Liu Yu and his sister had to come here to clean up every three days. At that time, this study was also a place where the brother and sister often played. Until his parents died and the brother and sister went to the village to mourn, they never came here again.

"It's obviously not something I've experienced, but now I always feel like I've had fifteen years of life, which is really weird."

Liu Yu shook his head with a wry smile, pressing the thoughts in his heart into his heart, and while wielding the spider web in front of him, he came to the bookshelf opposite the door.

There are two-layer bookshelf made of Zen fragrant wood, and bamboo slips are placed on the upper and lower bookshelf. The total number of bamboo slips on the entire bookshelf is no less than a hundred.

Smelling the fragrance coming from the bookshelf, Liu Yu reached out to pat off the dust on the bookshelf, looking at the bundles of bamboo slips with caution in his eyes.

Although the books here cannot be said to be isolated, each volume is copied by a great scholar, which contains the opinions of those great scholars. With the efforts of Liu Yu's ancestors for a hundred years, they only obtained these few bundles of bamboo slips. Autumn... It's this, Lu Ban's secret technique." Liu Yu's eyes couldn't help but show joy, and his voice whispered to himself instantly became louder.

Looking at the dozens of bamboo slips engraved with the words "Lu Ban's Secret Techniques" on the bookshelf in front of him, Liu Yu couldn't help but smile.

In this era, there was a so-called division between scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. Lu Ban was one of the representative figures of craftsmen. In this era, the status of craftsmen was only slightly better than that of merchants. Logically speaking, wealthy families like the Liu family should not have Lu Ban's secret skills.

Of course, Liu Yu came from his descendants, so he naturally had no such idea. However, in the late Han Dynasty, placing "Lu Ban Secret Techniques" in the study could be said to be a cross-age approach. If other scholars knew about it, the Liu family would be embarrassed.

Liu Yu already knew about these things from his memory, and he also knew that the content in the so-called "Lu Ban Secret Technique" had nothing to do with the so-called Lu Ban. It only recorded some simple craftsmen's ideas, in order to cover people's eyes and ears.

After all, except for the Liu family, only those scholars would come in. The scholars of this era, except for a very small number of people, rarely read these books recorded by craftsmen. This is the effect that Liu Yu's ancestors wanted.

Liu Yu's ancestors spent so much effort to hide the savings of the Liu family buried in the study and the hundred years.

"Cruff", "Cruff", "Cruff"...

According to memory, Liu Yu took out a section of the twelve volumes of "Lu Ban Secret Techniques" one after another. After finishing, the ground in the study slowly sank amid a gust of friction. Amidst a burst of dust, a dark cave appeared in front of Liu Yu.

"It's such a clever trick. Even the modern treasure houses are only at most this level." Liu Yu couldn't help but sigh at the twelve volumes of "Lu Ban Secret Books" that were protruding from different lengths on the bookshelf.

If you want to open this secret door, in addition to finding the "Lu Ban Secret Skill", you also have to pull out the twelve volumes of "Lu Ban Secret Skill" in order, and the length of the draw is even more different. If you are not a person who knows the background and wants to open this secret door, you really have no choice but to be lucky.

With this mechanism alone, we can find that the wisdom of the ancients cannot be underestimated, and the mechanism in front of us is enough to be known as the master of ingenuity.

After the turbid air in the secret door drifted a little, Liu Yu suppressed the amazement in his heart, picked up a torch from the side, lit it with flint, and walked carefully downwards.

"Click", "Click", "Tread"...

Stepping on the stairs and moving forward carefully, Liu Yu observed the surroundings according to his previous experience in tomb robbing. Listening to the crisp echoes, Liu Yu's brow couldn't help but let go and breathed a sigh of relief.

“It’s the end.”

Liu Yu looked up and looked up. With the dim light, he found that the place he was thirty meters deep from the ground. He couldn't help but be amazed again. You know, it is not easy to dig out a secret room thirty meters away from the ground, even in modern times, let alone in ancient times.

Suppressing his amazement, Liu Yu used a torch to light the torch on the wall next to him, and then inserted the torch in his hand on the wall on the other side, then he looked at the deep space.

The entire underground space is three meters high, square and only ten meters in diameter. Ten wooden boxes are neatly placed in the room.

"Bang"

Walking forward, Liu Yu lifted the top wooden box hard, and under the light, a golden light instantly shone on the entire space.

Gold...a lot of gold.

The entire wooden box was densely packed with gold bars. This was the savings of the Liu family for a hundred years and the basis for Liu Yu to fight for dominance in the world.

In this late Han Dynasty, the general currency was Wuzhu coins, but in the upper class, gold was even more circulating than copper coins, and a pound of gold was worth ten thousand yuan.

"Drink" Liu Yu hugged the wooden box with his arms tightly, shouted loudly, and the muscles on his arms jumped up tightly, slowly picked up the box, and walked towards the stairs behind him. With each step, a three-inch-deep footprint would appear under his feet.

After a while.

"Boom" wooden boxes were placed heavily in the garden in front of the study, making a loud roar.

"Huhh..." Liu Yu, who was sweating profusely, kept gasping and said intermittently: "It's so heavy... A box of 500 kilograms, and ten boxes are only 5,000 kilograms. This is a full 50 million yuan, enough to buy three three knights. Even if you sit the three knights in front of you, you can just sit there."

Sitting on the wooden box, Liu Yu's face was full of an excited smile. As for the so-called buying a three-month man to sit, it was just a joke in his excitement. He was committed to fighting for dominance in the world, but he didn't dare to have such thoughts at all.

In this era of focusing on loyalty, filial piety, etiquette and righteousness, if he really spends money to buy an official position, no matter what official position he bought, his name will be completely terrible. At that time, not to mention those rich scholars, even poor scholars will never surrender to him. When he wants to fight for dominance in the world, he will have to fight alone.

Of course, if you make contributions and spend money to buy an official position, people will never say that he is not right, but will all take the wrong account of the eunuchs and the emperor. This is also the attention Liu Yu has made. As for these gold, he is of other use.

After resting for a while, Liu Yu wiped his sweat and walked down the underground space again, like he was putting the boxes on top one by one.

"Huh?! This is...sword?!"

Just as he was about to move the last two boxes, a cold light flashed through Liu Yu's eyes from the crack in the middle of the box, and he couldn't help but make him move his eyes. He moved the two boxes with his arms and forcefully. Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Behind the box, a large hole was dug in the entire wall. The box was blocked before, so he didn't notice it. Now that the box was moved away, the big holes on the wall and the things in the pit could no longer be covered.

A two-meter-high, square iron fast. Above the iron block, a dark red wooden hilt exposed outside the iron block. A string of iron sword spikes hung on the hilt. The previous cold light came from this.

"Why am I so familiar with this scene?" Liu Yu looked at the sword inserted in the iron, raised his sword eyebrows and showed a strange smile on his face.

"Who is called Shizhongjian in the West? Could it be that I am the Izhongjian?" Liu Yu thought with laughter and cry.

Although he thought so, Liu Yu still walked forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword. He felt a chill rushing along the hilt of the sword and along the arm, giving him the feeling of holding a piece of ice.

“Huh?!”

Liu Yu didn't think much about this. He tried hard on his arm and couldn't help but scream in surprise. He pulled it hard again. The sword still didn't move at all, but it pulled the iron block.

"Isn't this rust dead?" Liu Yu thought with a look of surprise.

Even though he thought so, Liu Yu still stepped forward and stepped on the iron block, held his hands on the hilt of the sword, and slowly exerted force. As time went by, blue veins rose on his arms, forehead, and even his whole body, and his face turned red.

"Ah...drink..." Liu Yu shouted loudly, and a trace of hideousness flashed on his handsome face.

"Zheng..." A crisp and pleasant sound of swords echoed throughout the room.

“Huh…Huh…”

Liu Yu, who was breathing rapidly, took a few steps back in his feet, and then looked at the iron sword that had been pulled out by the use of the power of the slaughter.

"Uh?!Shave!?"

Liu Yu opened his mouth wide and looked at the gorgeous wooden scabbard in his hand with a look of surprise, shocking.

If he was not surprised to insert a sharp magic sword into the iron and the magic sword was not damaged when pulled out, he was not surprised. However, a long sword with a wooden scabbard was inserted into the iron. Moreover, when he was pulled out, the wooden scabbard was not damaged at all, which shocked him.

"First the List of Gods, and then another one comes out. Have I traveled to the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty? Or to a world of martial arts and fairy tales." Liu Yu thought calmly.
Chapter completed!