Ye Qiqi glanced at the pile of weapons and saw that the most common ones were long swords and daggers. Occasionally, he could also see a few meteor hammers, blood drops and other weapons, but those weapons were all They were piled up in a mess and looked disorganized.
"Can there be anything good in this?" Ye Qiqi bent down, stretched out a white and slender hand, and rummaged through the pile of weapons.
"This... we brothers don't know..." The eldest brother twitched his lips in embarrassment. They really didn't study weapons. In their eyes, these things are just a pile of scrap metal. Put them here. , just because there is no place to put it elsewhere.
"Um… "
Ye Qiqi squatted and dug for a long time, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a delicate dagger.
The dagger was completely black, and the handle of the dagger was engraved with repeated patterns. The pattern looked familiar, but on the dagger's shell, where gems should have been inlaid, there were only holes left.
Ye Qiqi reached out and held the dagger in her hand, took it out from a pile of long swords, turned to her elder brother standing behind her and asked: "Where did this dagger come from??"
"Huh??" The eldest brother among the three lowered his head and stared closely at the dagger in Ye Qiqi's hand. He frowned and thought for a long time, and then said with a helpless expression: "This... I really I can't remember. This dagger seems to have been here for some time. It was probably left by someone who came to stay in the hotel before. This dagger doesn't look very valuable. It used to have some gems inlaid on it, but Those gems were not very big. When the brothers were bored, they dug out all the gems. Anyway, they must not be left by a wealthy family. Otherwise, the brothers should have some impression of its owner. of."
"Don't remember??" Ye Qiqi looked down at the dagger in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then turned around, faced the wall, reached out and pulled out a necklace from his neck.
That necklace was given to her by the old man when she and Mo Hanqing fell off the cliff eight years ago.
The necklace was in the shape of a key. The pattern carved on it was exactly the same as the pattern on the dagger. The key was also inlaid with some fine gems. Even the position of the gems was exactly the same as the dagger in her hand.
In other words, this key and this dagger should belong to the same person.
Could it be that this dagger... also belongs to that old grandfather?
Ye Qiqi stared at the dagger in his hand for a long time, then stuffed the key in his neck back into his collar, then turned around and asked the three people: "Where is the gem inlaid on this dagger?"
"This..." The brothers looked at Ye Qiqi with some embarrassment and asked hesitantly: "Miss, are you interested in this dagger?"
"Yeah." Ye Qiqi nodded.
"There are so many good-looking and beautiful weapons here, why do you just fall in love with such an inconspicuous dagger?" The eldest brother of the three people looked at Ye Qiqi and said helplessly: "It looks very dark. , what’s so good about it??”
"Stop talking nonsense, I ask you to find gems for me, so just do it for me!"