Chapter 1109: The Green Fox Night comes from knocking on the door, traveling on the stream and mountains, and the ancient road is deep

Just when everyone was confused by these two inexplicable words, Mo Qinghu pointed to the painting in front with his hand and said to everyone:

"Tear it off for me, what we want is behind this painting."

Then under his command, several men in black jumped up without hesitation and jumped onto the huge wooden frame of the painting, each with his weapons began to pry it down from the wall.

This is really not easy to do, because this painting is so big!

This guy is two feet tall, not to mention that they can neither fiddle with the lights nor make any sounds here. So it took them a lot of effort to get it silently in the darkness where they could barely see things.

After the huge painting was pried down and caught, the people pinned it to the ground without hesitation.

After that, when everyone turned their eyes to the wall behind the painting, everyone took a sudden breath!

Just behind this "Traveling Picture of Streams and Mountains", is a solid cement wall. There are two doors more than ten feet high on the wall!

What surprised everyone was that these two doors were actually made of pure steel!

The steel plate was polished to the point where it was smooth and smooth, and the unique cold light of steel was emitted. The thick rivets on it were the size of fists, almost catching up with the door nails on the palace gate.

In the center of the door is a huge iron lock, which looks like a child's pillow!

At this time, Mo Qinghu walked forward and stroked the cold steel door with his hand. He reached out and knocked on the steel plate in front of him.

The sound of knocking on it was extremely solid. There was no doubt that the large piece of steel in front of me was not covered with iron sheets on the wooden door, but was integrated into one, made of heavy steel!

Seeing such a large iron lock and such a thick iron door, everyone looked lingering in fear on their faces. I don’t know how to open it.

But at this moment, Mo Qinghu suddenly held the steel door with his hands and laughed in a low voice!

"It's so tightly protected. I guess what I want must be inside!"

When Mo Qinghu said this, he took a few steps back with a look of joy on his face and asked the person behind him:

"Where is the treasure sword?"

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He saw the follower behind Mo Qinghu, and then he held a two-foot-long sheathed knife to him with both hands.

After Mo Qinghu took the knife in his hand, he reached out and pulled the knife out of the sheath, and heard a dragon roar with a "choke!"

A dark short knife was held in his hand.

I saw that the knife was about two feet long and about three fingers wide. It had a thick back and a thin blade, and the shape looked very ancient and simple.

At the root of the blade, I also used the style of bells and tripods, and used pure gold to misunderstand two small words: "Shenxiao".

He saw Mo Qinghu holding the knife in his hand and walking step by step towards the big iron lock on the iron door. As he walked, he said:

"Shen Mo thought that if he built such a big iron lock, he could stop me?"

"How could he know that I have a sharp blade of magic weapons in my hand, cutting copper and chopping iron, like wearing rotten soil! What's the use of such a heavy iron lock like a wolf? "

When he said this, the man had already walked to the iron gate.

Immediately, Mo Qinghu raised his sword with both hands and slashed hard on the lock beam of the big iron lock!

I heard only the sound of "Ding!"

The lock beam, which was thicker than the thumb, was actually cut into two pieces by this dark short knife!

"What a treasure sword! The commander is mighty!"

After seeing this scene, the people next to Mo Qinghu immediately became amazed and admired.

He saw Mo Qinghu holding the sword in his hand and said with a smile:

"My treasure sword was made by Lin Lingsu, a Taoist real person from the Daguan period of this dynasty, an imperial master and a man named "Kinmen Feather Guest"!"

"This knife is called "Shenxiao". Even when I crossed south to Lin'an a hundred years ago, Emperor Gaozong of our dynasty always brought it with me. This time I went north to Tongzhou, and the official took out this knife from the treasure house and asked me to take it with me."

"It's still wise that the emperor is going to use it?"

When Mo Qinghu said this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud!

"Shen Mo's Tower is here now. When we can learn his ability to make those weapons, we will arm hundreds of thousands of troops in the Song Dynasty and destroy him, Shen Mo's son first!"

When Mo Qinghu said this, he took off the broken iron lock and threw it to the side. Then he reached out and grabbed the handle of the steel door, pulled it open to both sides with both arms!

...

The iron door that was more than a century old was slowly opened by him, and in front of him was a bottomless darkness!

I saw Mo Qinghu taking the fire slash from a person next to him, reaching out to shine the fire light of the fire slash towards the gate.

However, in this moment, Mo Qinghu was as if he was electrocuted, and his whole body was shocked!

I saw that inside the iron gate was a space of more than meter in size. The four walls and ceiling floors were all made of steel, and a cold light reflected under the light of the fire slit.

At this moment, the scene inside was unexpected by Mo Qinghu!

In his impression, there should be scrolls and booklets, and all the bookshelfs were filled with scrolls.

But when he looked at it, he found that there was not even a piece of paper in the entire steel room!

Not only that, in front of him, there was a chair of the Grand Master. On this chair, there was an extremely strange middle-aged Taoist!

I saw this man wearing a Jiuliang Taoist temple on his head, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, and three beards floated on his chest, looking like a fairy-like Taoist bone.

But on his face, there was an extremely strange mask.

An object made of black leather was buckled on his lower half of his face, covering his mouth and nose. From the mask, a thick tube as thick as an egg was extending from the mask and connecting to the wall of the room.

At this moment, a smile seemed to appear in the eyes of this Taoist!

In his hand, he was holding a black iron weapon with a weird shape.

Although Mo Qinghu didn't know what this black thing was, when he saw the black muzzle on the iron pipe stretched out on it. Mo Qinghu thought of the world-famous firearm in the hands of Shen Mo's army!

"I've been fooled!"

In this moment, Mo Qinghu's head buzzed!"
Chapter completed!