A high mountain, a low rock, a new spring, an ancient pine, a prosperous furnace, a pot of green tea, an old man, and a young man. "What is the most terrifying weapon in the world?" The young man asked the old man, "Is it the well-known Xiao Li Feidao?" "Maybe it used to be, but not now." "why?" "Because since Xiao Li Tanhua left, this kind of weapon has become extinct." The old man sighed sadly, "From now on, there will never be a person like Xiao Li Tanhua in the world; A weapon." The young man looks up at the high mountain, and the white clouds on the top of the mountain are long.

"What is the scariest weapon in the world now?" The young man asked the old man again, "Is it Mr. Lan Da's Ancient Blue Mountain Sword?" "no." "Is it the big iron cone of the South Sea Sword King?" "no." "Is it the silver gun of Manager Feng of Kanto Sunset Racecourse?" "no." "Is it the Flying Star Yinyue Saber that was used to kill the Eight Bandits on the Handan Ancient Road three years ago?" "no." "I remembered." The boy said with great confidence, "It's Yang Zheng's parting hook; it must be Yang Zheng's parting hook."

"No," said the old man, "Although the weapons you mentioned are all terrifying, they are not the most terrifying." "What's the scariest one?" "It's a box." "A box?" The boy was extremely surprised. "The most terrifying weapon in the world today is a box?" "yes."