Ye Chenming helped Yan Xiaonan and the two little ones into the car, then got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove home.
Yan Xiaonan let out a breath and said to Ye Chenming, "I didn't expect that special departments would have such treasure hunters. Their scope is really wide."
Ye Chenming nodded. As long as someone has superpowers, no matter what type, the country will cherish them.
"Nan Nan, we can't hide what happened today. Yu Shu's copper rod must have some history."
Yan Xiaonan took out the copper rod from his spatial storage and examined it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.
"Mom, give it to me," Yu Shu said.
Yan Xiaonan handed the copper rod to Yu Shu, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and said with some disdain:
"That treasure hunter must be blind. I can't see anything about this bronze rod that makes it seem like an antique."
It made a 'click' sound, like the sound of gears meshing together and a mechanism being unlocked.
"Dad, Mom, look, it really is a pen." Yu Shu pulled a jet-black pen from the copper rod and handed it to Yan Xiaonan.
Yan Xiaonan took it and saw that it was indeed a pen, but this pen was really too small.
In terms of length, it is at most three inches long, and in terms of size, it is only about the thickness of a little finger.
As for the material, Yan Xiaonan couldn't tell what it was made of, but the tip of the pen seemed to be tightly covered by something like a pen cap.
"Yu Shu, how did you get it out?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
"I noticed that there were a few rust spots on the copper rod that were different from the ones on the side, so I pressed them down, and the rod opened up."
Yan Xiaonan quickly took the copper rod, extended his consciousness over it, and carefully examined it, even feeling it inch by inch with his hands, but he found nothing unusual.
"Mom, there's no need to look anymore. Have you forgotten that your sister has the ability to see through things?" Tianru couldn't stand it anymore and could only remind her.
"You little rascal, you're not allowed to tell anyone about your sister's secret, you know?" Yan Xiaonan retorted, feeling embarrassed by the little guy.
Ye Tianru rolled her eyes. That's how adults are. Even when they're in the wrong, they always find excuses to lecture children.
Ye Chenming smiled, glancing at the Judge's Pen. He said, "Nannan, be careful. This pen might be made of black iron."
Yan Xiaonan was startled. If it was Xuan Tie, then spending two hundred yuan was well worth it. But Xuan Tie isn't very heavy, is it?
Ye Chenming seemed to know what Yan Xiaonan wanted to say, and said, "Mysterious iron can cut through iron like mud, and it does have some weight, but this pen is too thin, so it just feels a little heavy."
Yan Xiaonan weighed it in her hand; it was indeed quite heavy. She pointed to the rounded cap on the pen tip: "Could it be that the wolf hair pen inside can actually write?"
Ye Yushu took the pen and pointed to the rounded pen cap, saying:
"Mom, the pen tip inside is also made of this material, but the tip is very sharp, it should be dangerous."
Upon hearing that it was dangerous, Ye Tianru quickly reached out and said, "Little sister, don't play with this. It would be troublesome if you got hurt. Give me the pen."
"Brother, it's alright. I don't think this pen will hurt me." Yu Shu threw the pen into the iron rod, which was probably where the pen was placed.
After the judge's pen was thrown into the iron rod, it somehow triggered a switch, and with a 'click,' the iron rod returned to its original state.
Ye Tianru looked at the iron rod with some worry. Would such a thing really hurt his sister? And what was Xuan Tie? It seemed very powerful.
“Let’s go home and ask Great-Grandpa. He’s the smartest person in our family,” Yan Xiaonan said.
Everyone nodded in agreement with Yan Xiaonan's point of view.
The car sped home, but Ye Ren had already received a call from Beijing.
That was a call from Xue Honggen. As a general, Xue Honggen was in charge of the special departments, and he was always the first to know about any problems that occurred.
When he learned that Lao Zhou had actually threatened Yan Xiaonan for an antique, he was both amused and exasperated, thinking it was truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple.
He came specifically to greet Ye Ren. Although Nan Nan is the matriarch of the Ye family, some matters are still decided by the old master Ye.
Ye Ren politely expressed his gratitude and assured Nan Nan that she wouldn't take it to heart, but inwardly he felt disgusted that special departments could steal other people's things.
However, since Yu Shu has taken a liking to it, it must be a good thing, and Ye Ren is very much looking forward to it.
After finally getting the person back, Ye Ren looked at the copper rod in Yu Shu's hand with some disappointment. This was something that had to be stolen.
But Tianru and the others enthusiastically pulled Ye Ren into the study. No one knew how Yu Shu operated it, but the copper rod was turned on, and a black pen appeared on the table.
Ye Ren's pupils suddenly contracted. He was well-read and could tell at a glance that this was a judge's pen from the Ming Dynasty.
Regardless of the pen's value, it carries a heavy aura of malevolence that most people simply cannot control.
"Nan Nan, could we send this to that guy surnamed Zhou? If he likes it, we can just give it to him," Ye Ren said somewhat guiltily.
Yan Xiaonan sensed that Ye Ren was somewhat out of control, and quickly said, "Grandpa, tell me the truth, what exactly happened?"
Ye Ren sorted through his memories and slowly recounted: "Legend has it that this pen is the special pen of the judges of the Underworld. Whether you did evil or good in your life, you could not escape the judgment of this pen."
Later, somehow, it was borrowed by a Taoist priest in the Ming Dynasty. He said that many evil spirits were unwilling to leave the human world, so the Taoist priest wanted to use this pen to eradicate the evil spirits in the human world.
The judge believed it to be true and lent the pen to the Taoist priest. But once the pen disappeared from the judge's hand, he could no longer be contacted.
That Taoist priest, under the guise of upholding justice, was actually committing heinous acts of robbery, murder, and petty theft. Unbeknownst to many, his pen had become an accomplice to his bloodlust.
After the truth came out, a group of righteous people from the martial arts world hunted down the Taoist priest and wanted to burn the harmful pen.
After countless years, the Taoist priest was finally captured by those righteous people and killed on the spot.
To prevent the Taoist priest from coming back to life, those people burned him to ashes.
But the judge's pen disappeared without a trace, and no one could find it. Over time, everyone gradually forgot about it.
From some unknown day, those righteous people all died inexplicably, their deaths were extremely gruesome, with one sword slit in the throat.
The government sent people to investigate the cause of those people's deaths, but people were in a state of panic, and no one dared to actually investigate.
Eventually, someone came forward and said that he had seen a black calligraphy brush flash past their eyes, and then that person fell down and died.
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