第 91 章：古老的战刀

难道这就是明宏刀?但为什么它没有把手呢?

 

见楚天似乎认得了那把刀,吴叔好奇地问他:"老师真的知道这把刀的来历吗?

 

楚天并不完全确定,但他还是分享了他所知道的.楚天曾经听说过一个传说:在远古时期,轩辕帝的金剑锻造出来的时候,还剩下一些原材料.由于高温没有消散,熔融的铸料自发流到炉底.冷却后,它自己形成了一个刀形,叫明宏刀.轩辕帝认为,自己产生的刀意太强了,可能会适得其反.怕这把刀落入百姓手中,轩辕帝想用轩辕剑毁了它.没想到,刀在他手中化作了一只云鹊,化作一道道红色的条纹消失在云层中.这把刀的长度是三英尺,没有其他关于它的记录.后来,汉武帝得到了它,并将其送给了东方朔.仅从材料的资历来看,明宏刀与轩辕剑不相上下.如果它在汶路之战中也取得了一些功绩,它的地位就不亚于轩辕金剑,天下第一剑.然而,轩辕皇帝担心它会"黯然失色",从而挡住了这把名刀的未来.

 

听到楚天介绍这把古老的战刀,众人都好奇地俯身看了一眼.研究了一会儿,曹华武摇了摇头,难以置信地说道:"元帅,这是一把古老的战刀?鸣虹刀?它甚至没有把手.曹华午本来是想直接说,这把刀就这么普通,没什么出点的,跟街上那些仿制的刀子没什么区别,顶多值几十块钱.但考虑到吴叔是给楚天的,他还是忍住了自己的话.

 

吴英贵也看了几眼.与那把陪伴吴叔多年的杀猪刀相比,这把所谓的明宏刀,甚至不如那把杀猪刀锋利.怎么会是一把古老的战刀呢?于是他脱口而出,"我觉得我爸爸的猪杀刀更锋利,用起来也更方便.罗杰忍不住笑了起来,显然是同意的.

 

吴叔笑着说:"老师真善良——心地善良.为了让我的礼物看起来更有价值,你故意说这是一把古老的战刀,让我开心.这把刀在我们家族中代代相传.我什至不知道它有什么用,也不知道为什么它没有手柄.就像英贵说的,连杀猪都不宜.我觉得老师是个了不起的人,所以我想给你看看有没有其他的用途.再说了,就算是一把古老的战刀,也应该是有真正能力的人挥舞的.像我这样的猪屠夫拿着一把古老的战刀杀猪,那将是一个巨大的笑话.

 

听到吴叔的描述,大家都忍不住笑了起来.仿佛他们能清楚地描绘出当时的情景:吴叔叔,拿着古老的战刀,站在一头猪面前,说:"我是来杀你的.我今天拿着一把古老的战刀.

 

事实上,楚天从未真正见过明宏刀.只是,很久很久以前,他就见过这种刀的图片,当时的记录和他描述的一样.至于这把刀是不是真的鸣宏刀,他并不完全确定.

 

见吴叔如此执意要把这把刀给他,楚天知道很难拒绝.吴家都是老实人.如果他不接受那把刀,他们肯定会想尽一切办法给他别的东西,以报答他对吴银贵的最小指导.与其让他们不断地把精力和金钱花在报答他上,不如直截了当地接受这把刀,让他们放心.

 

想到这里,楚天从吴叔那里接过木箱放在身边,说道:"吴叔叔,非常感谢您的礼物.如果真的是一把古老的战刀,我真的得到了很多.众人又笑了起来,把那把所谓的古代战刀当作玩笑.

 

晚饭后,吴叔叔让吴阿姨为他们每人泡一杯淡茶,以缓解油腻感.他们聊了一会儿,聊起了学校里的事情,聊起了楚天,聊起了银贵等人.晚上很快就过去了.看了看时间,已经快十点了.如果不回去,林玉婷就会对他展开"天下搜捕".再说了,曹华午他们也需要回去睡觉.于是楚天起身告别了吴叔叔一行人.

 

曹华午似乎已经与自己的思想挣扎了很久.最后,他的暴饮暴食战胜了他的理智.他略显尴尬地说道:"吴叔叔,我能不能带点剩菜回家?这些天我爸妈都不在家,保姆做的饭也不是很好吃.

 

Chu Tian and Luo Jie almost fainted. This guy really loved to eat. No wonder he was so tall. The Wu family were all straightforward people. They laughed heartily and asked Aunt Wu to find boxes and go to the kitchen to pack the food. Moments later, Aunt Wu came out with six lunch boxes and said, "Teacher and classmates, each of you can take two lunch boxes home. The dishes inside are fresh."

 

Chu Tian politely refused, but Aunt Wu ignored his refusal and hung the lunch boxes on each of their hands. Then she asked Wu Yingui to see them out and hail a taxi. On the way, Luo Jie criticized Cao Huawu as they walked, saying, "Cao Huawu, you only know how to eat. You ate the most, and now you still want to take some home. Aren't you ashamed?"

 

"Can being ashamed fill my stomach?" Cao Huawu said indifferently. "Let me tell you, if it weren't for my 'embarrassment', you wouldn't be getting these two boxes of delicious food. Are you pretending to be noble? Come on, give them to me."

 

Of course, Luo Jie remembered the delicious food from tonight and naturally wouldn't give them to Cao Huawu. She pouted and reached out to hail a taxi.

 

When Chu Tian returned to the Wangyou Tavern, he suddenly realized that Cao Huawu's thick - skinnedness had actually brought him a benefit. Before Lin Yuting could start chattering non - stop, Chu Tian placed the two boxes of delicious food in front of her and opened them one by one. Lin Yuting's attention was immediately drawn to the delicious smell of the pork. She completely forgot her weight - loss habit of not eating after nine o'clock. Lin Yuting pulled Sister Mei over and, with a beaming face, started eating while watching TV, not bothering to care why Chu Tian came back so late. Seeing that he had somehow avoided Lin Yuting's pestering, Chu Tian threw the box containing the battle knife that Uncle Wu had given him onto the bed and then went to take a bath.

 

More than ten minutes later, Chu Tian, feeling refreshed, came out of the bathroom. He casually took a can of beer from the refrigerator and started drinking it. Then he returned to his room. Seeing the box on the bed, he suddenly became interested and wanted to study whether this battle knife was the ancient Minghong Knife.

 

Chu Tian examined the dull - looking, handle - less knife. Even the blade had lost its sharpness. Maybe Cao Huawu and the others were right. Maybe he was just overreacting. Could this knife really be even worse than an ordinary sword or knife? Chu Tian exerted a bit of his internal energy, hoping for some miracle to happen. But soon he found that nothing changed. It was still a dull - looking, handle - less knife. Chu Tian sighed and relaxed his strength. Carelessly, he pricked his palm. There was no way around it. Without a handle, the knife was really difficult to hold. Although the blade had lost its sharpness, the prickly edges could still pierce the skin.

 

Seeing a little blood flowing out, Chu Tian didn't think much of it. Men bleed just like they sweat; it was no big deal. But then Chu Tian felt something was wrong. The battle knife actually stuck to his palm and gradually heated up. A hot current rushed into his body through the cut. All this happened in an instant. Chu Tian was greatly surprised. He didn't even have time to react. How could a qi - force enter his body? Chu Tian circulated his energy to search for it and felt that there was a stream of air flowing with his blood. He quickly calmed down to control it. He knew that if he wasn't careful, this divine weapon, which might be an ancient battle knife, could make him half - dead.

 

After circulating his energy for a while, Chu Tian suddenly felt extremely hot all over his body. A strong force was rampaging around in his dantian. He felt extremely uncomfortable, with an intense heat and itch all over his body. So he immediately sat cross - legged, closed his eyes, and let his energy circulate through the thirty - six meridians. The rampaging airflow was as agile as a little mouse. Suddenly, it passed through all the acupoints in his body. His body felt unbearable. His blood vessels seemed to expand by double. Chu Tian tried his best to capture this inexplicable qi - force. Finally, it met the qi - force in his dantian. The two qi - forces seemed to be fighting to the death, colliding violently. Chu Tian's face became extremely red and hot, but he still focused all his efforts on forcing the unknown qi - force to his right arm. At this time, his entire arm was steaming hot, as if it was about to tear apart. Chu Tian was a bit panicked. He concentrated all his internal energy in his right hand and then swung it hard, trying to expel the hot air. With a silent sound, the battle knife in his right hand shot towards the sofa, cutting it into two pieces, and a tiny crack appeared on the wall.

 

The battle knife then fell to the ground, returning to its former calm.

 

After this release, Chu Tian finally felt comfortable all over. His body, which had just been bathed, was no less than having taken a sauna again. Recalling the process just now, Chu Tian felt a bit scared. Remembering the legend that if this was really the Minghong Knife, did it really have a strong self - generated knife intent that could backfire on the wielder? Was it trying to control him just now? If so, Chu Tian was a bit glad that he had forced out that stream of air. Otherwise, he might have become a killing demon.

 

At this time, Chu Tian looked at the battle knife again and was surprised to find that the handle - less battle knife now had a handle. The blade had automatically shrunk a few inches, transforming into a handle that was easy to grip. Chu Tian made up his mind and picked up the battle knife again. Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched it, the dull - looking blade actually emitted a faint luster, accompanied by a few soft chirps, as if trying to please Chu Tian. Chu Tian secretly rejoiced. Could it be that after the battle of qi - forces just now, he had subdued this battle knife? That's why the knife chirped softly and emitted a luster when he picked it up?

 

Chu Tian circulated 30% of his internal energy, and the battle knife actually lit up, emitting a golden glow. At this time, there was no more chirping sound. Chu Tian made up his mind and decided to test the power of this knife. He started to wield it gently. He was surprised to find that the golden - glowing battle knife made no sound. Chu Tian secretly marveled at what a good knife it was. Although it didn't make a whooshing sound like the wind, its momentum was extremely overbearing. It was a battle knife that could kill silently.