Chapter 223 [It's yours] (Part 2)

Xianyin seemed to smile: "I'm afraid I'm the first person to see the hilt and blade in full in a thousand years. ≧,"

"It seems to be." Chen Xiaolian nodded: "Your family ancestors have only seen the sword blade, and you have seen the complete one."

He looked into Xianyin's eyes: "Now...you can fulfill your words."

Xianyin nodded: "Well, okay, I won't go back on my word. But... you should know that I didn't bring the sword blade with me, so I can take you to pick it up."

"Where to go? Your home?"

"Of course not." Xianyin smiled: "This kind of thing will naturally not be hidden in any vault at home. Those who attacked me must have gone to my house to search."

"So, you hid it in a very safe place?"

Xianyin said lightly: "Don't worry, that place is very safe, and no one will think of the hiding place."

...

The four people immediately left the stone fort, led the way from Xianyin to the location of the sword blade.

And this location surprised Chen Xiaolian.

...

At around 2 pm, the car drove to a place called Boning Street in the West End of London.

Like most streets in London, this street is not wide, with only two lanes in both directions. The buildings on both sides are not tall buildings.

However, the environment is very quiet, the streets are clean, and sycamore trees are planted on both sides of the road.

The car, following Xianyin's instructions, stopped at the intersection of this street.

The left side of the front of the car is facing an iron fence gate.

There was a copper sign on the door, and Chen Xiaolian took a look.

"Isa Museum of Art"

Chen Xiaolian frowned: "Where is this?"

"A private art museum, very small." Xianyin sat in the passenger seat: "This museum was funded by our family, well, to be precise. It was actually invested by us, and it can be regarded as my family's industry.

This is not surprising. In the UK, many nobles who like art will invest in building small museums."

"You... just hide the sword blade here?"

Chen Xiaolian looked at the building in front of him.

There is a small yard in the fence gate, a circular fountain, and a bronze statue in the middle of the pool.

There is only one building in the yard. It is a red house with only three floors, red bricks, and looks very ancient.

Several people walked out of the car and crossed the road to the fence.

Looking at the closed fence door, Chen Xiaolian frowned: "Isn't this place open?"

"Private museums are generally not open to the public. However, aristocrats occasionally hold some art salons here, or invite some more famous artists to put their works on the exhibition. Of course, some of our family's own artworks are also stored and exhibited here. However, they are usually in the basement and will only be taken out when it needs to be exhibited."

Xianyin answered in a plain tone. She walked to the electronic lock of the fence door beside her. This was an electronic lock with a password input. Xianyin pressed the password and the fence door opened automatically.

"Is there no administrator here?" Chen Xiaolian looked at the quiet yard.

"It's tea time now, gentlemen." Xianyin smiled faintly: "You really don't understand the lives of the British."

After the fence door opened, Xianyin was the first to walk in, and Chen Xiaolian and others followed.

The fountain in the yard was not opened, and there was even no water inside.

The sculptures in it are not classical sculptures, nor are they warriors or something.

What surprised Chen Xiaolian was a little surprised was that this sculpture was actually a man wearing a dress, a top hat, and a cane in his hand.

The copper sculptures are probably made in a one-to-one ratio.

"Who is this?"

"My great-grandfather." Xianyin smiled: "This museum is a very ancient place he built in Xingzi back then... It experienced the period when the Germans bombed London in World War II.

The place was bombed at that time, and half of the house collapsed. Even the bronze statue of my great-grandfather was temporarily moved to the basement. Otherwise, it would have been destroyed long ago."

Chen Xiaolian walked to the museum gate.

The door was locked, and Chen Xiaolian took a look at Xianyin.

"Don't look at me, do you think I will carry the door keys of all my industries with me when I go out?" Xianyin curled her lips.

The tire walked up, he took out a shovel and shoveled it down. He smashed the door lock open.

"Please." Tires glanced at Xianyin.

It's really not big here, and the gap is too far from the museum that Chen Xiaolian is familiar with.

To be precise, the hall is almost a larger living room.

The corridors on the left and right lead to two large lounges. Xianyin introduced that the salon was held during the exhibition, but now they are all empty.

"The things are hidden in the basement." Xianyin said lightly: "There is a storage room there, which uses a constant temperature and humidity system to preserve some artworks treasured by our family. Of course, the blade of the sword in the stone you are looking for is also there."

Chen Xiaolian frowned: "Hide things in your own museum storage room... do you think this place is very safe?"

"If I hadn't encountered monsters like you or those monsters that attacked me... such storage would have been safe enough. I didn't know that this thing was so expensive. In recent generations of our family have just regarded it as an ordinary antique artwork, but it was actually a piece of rusty metal strip."

There is a small elevator in the hall, and I took the elevator to the underground.

Obviously, this basement is very deep, but the ventilation system is good.

After arriving at the basement by elevator, you won’t feel a lot of breath here.

When the elevator comes out, it is an aisle, which looks only four or five meters short. At the end is a circular arch, and the gate is metal.

This metal door and the door of the vault in the bank should be of the same type.

Xianyin walked to the vault gate. She first entered the unlocking password, then came to a scanner, and a red light scanned her eyes.

With a tingling sound, the scan is passed.

The door of this heavy vault slowly opened.

"The vault was built by great-grandfather. However, the gate and access control system of this vault were replaced by my father. Maybe with new technology in the future, I will replace more advanced ones." Xianyin pointed to the door of the vault: "Then, now it's OK, let's go in."

...

The vault is bigger than I thought!

After Chen Xiaolian walked in, he looked around and found that it was about the size of a standard basketball court.

There are many characteristic cabinets on both sides, and some iron racks.

Chen Xiaolian noticed that there were indeed many works of art here.

At least from the exposed iron frames, he saw a lot of Oriental porcelain.

There are vases and plates of various sizes.

Chen Xiaolian didn't know much about artwork, but he picked up a round plate with beautiful blue and white patterns on it.

I glanced at the bottom of the plate.

"The Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty"

Chen Xiaolian was stunned.

"Are these things genuine?" Chen Xiaolian glanced at the things on the shelf... There were more than 30 similar plates, and there were many bottles and so on. He glanced at Xianyin: "Your ancestors had participated in the Eight-Nation Alliance, right?"

"Is this question meaningful?" Xianyin said lightly.

Chen Xiaolian thought about it, but said nothing, and put the plate back on the shelf.

There are also many oil paintings along the wall, some hanging on the wall, and some wrapping and placing them on the ground.

Chen Xiaolian even saw two stone statues with very simple shapes.

"Maya? Aztec?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Xianyin.

"I'm not an expert either. As for artwork, I only know more about oil paintings." Xianyin said lightly.

Chen Xiaolian's eyes turned around and suddenly found that there was a strange thing on a cabinet.

This is actually...

An umbrella?!

Um?

Chen Xiaolian took a closer look and took a few steps.

That's right, it's really an umbrella.

It is the most ordinary and honest wooden handle umbrella.

The black umbrella cloth. The skeleton of the umbrella should be metal, but it has not been rusted too much.

This is very strange.
To be continued...