My expression immediately changed, and I quickly picked up the incense burner. Upon closer inspection, I immediately noticed a hidden compartment at the bottom of the burner.
Could the thing Grandpa was talking about be hidden in here?
I excitedly tried to pry it off with my hands, but the protrusion was too firm, and I couldn't remove it.
I quickly grabbed a screwdriver and pried hard at the protruding part. Immediately, I saw a copper piece fly up. There was also a hidden compartment at the bottom of the incense burner, inside which was a package, a little smaller than a matchbox, wrapped in fire paper and tightly bound with hemp rope.
I picked up the package, and the worry on my face vanished instantly. It turned out that what Grandpa had mentioned was hidden here.
If Grandpa hadn't mentioned it to me, even if I suddenly felt like cleaning my feet, I wouldn't have noticed this spot at all.
I really wanted to open it right now and see what was inside, but looking at the empty incense burner, I hesitated.
I put the items in my pocket, poured the incense ash back into the incense burner, placed the incense burner back in its original position, lit three incense sticks, bowed, cleaned up the hall, and returned to my room.
I placed the package from my pocket on the desk, picked up the scissors, cut the hemp rope, and carefully opened the package.
The outermost layer was a layer of fire paper, which I simply removed and set aside. In the middle were two ordinary sheets of paper with some writing on them, which were probably instructions from my grandfather on how to do it.
There seemed to be something else inside. I didn't look at the letter, but continued to peel it open. When I finally peeled off the three layers of paper and saw what was inside, my pupils constricted instantly.
I never would have guessed that this was the inside of the package.
I originally thought it was something my grandfather had mentioned as a toy, and I had even tried to look for it not long ago. I never expected it to actually exist.
That's right, there is a copper coin inside.
I swallowed hard and picked up the copper coin, examining it in my palm.
This copper coin is the same size as ordinary old copper coins. The difference is that the hole in the middle of this copper coin is neither square nor round, but a Bagua hole that I have never heard of before.
The coin is engraved with a five-clawed dragon, and the entire coin is blood red, as if it had been soaked in dragon blood.
I guessed that this copper coin might be a magical artifact. After taking a deep breath, I channeled a wisp of magical power and carefully poured it into the copper coin.
To my disappointment, after I poured my magic into the coin, it vanished as if it had disappeared into the sea.
I suspect this isn't a magical artifact, but I'm not disappointed. If the stories Grandpa told are true, then the power of this copper coin is unimaginable.
Even a thousand-year-old corpse king couldn't withstand it, so how could this be an ordinary thing? Just like the little knife I bought from Granny Ku, it had no effect when I injected magic power into it, but it was so powerful when I used it to deal with dirty things.
I think this copper coin and that knife are treasures of the same kind, no, they should be treasures even more powerful than that knife.
And I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but this copper coin gave me a very unusual feeling. Holding it in my hand, I felt as if my blood was rushing to my head, and I was filled with confidence. I had more confidence in the great calamity that was about to be faced.
Having worked so hard and given so much, no matter how fierce this calamity may be, I will face it bravely. Even if it is a certain death, I will fight back and never bow to fate.
Otherwise, I would not only be letting down my parents, but also my grandfather's painstaking efforts.
I put the copper coins away and picked up the first piece of paper to look at it.
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