Fengshen Wendaoxing

When Lu Chuan returned to the shop, night had already fallen, and a crescent moon hung quietly in the night sky.

But from a long distance, he saw a figure sitting on the steps in front of his shop, with a half piece of wood beside him and a bronze mirror on it.

At this moment, the figure rested its head on its hands, as if it had fallen asleep.

"Oh, Zhang Cheng is quite trustworthy!" Lu Chuan smiled after seeing the figure: "I told him to bring my things to the shop and wait, but he has been waiting until now..."

It was inconvenient for him to carry the half of the wood with him when he was going to the Yin Mansion, so he could only tell where the shop was and asked Zhang Cheng to bring it to him.

As he said that, he walked over quickly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to wake him up.

But when Lu Chuan was a few steps away from the figure, the smile on his face gradually froze, and the outstretched hand froze in the air.

Under the moonlight, he saw that the rough guy Zhang Cheng was sitting in front of the store, he was clearly a young girl!

About sixteen or seventeen years old, with a round face, fair complexion and delicate features, wearing brown linen clothes.

Linen is the fabric used by ordinary people to make clothes, and it is very popular, while the cheapest silk clothes cost a few taels of silver, which ordinary people can't afford.

"Strange, where is the girl in front of my door?"

Lu Chuan was a little surprised. He looked at the girl carefully and didn't recognize her at all.

What's more, all the people he met in this world for the time being were basically men, and there were very few women, or even none...

"Hey, wake up, girl, wake up..."

Lu Chuan stepped forward to shake the girl, and called softly.

"Um?"

After the girl was woken up, she rubbed her eyes and looked up at Lu Chuan in a daze.

"Girl, who are you?" Lu Chuan asked, "What are you doing on the street so late?"

"Who are you, are you the owner of this shop?" The girl pointed at the woodcarving shop and asked back.

"yes!"

"What is the proof?"

"Girl, if you want me to prove that you are the owner of this store, then you must first let me know who you are?" Lu Chuan said speechlessly.

The girl said: "My brother's name is Zhang Cheng, and my name is Zhang Xiaohong!"

"Huh?" Lu Chuan glanced at the girl up and down, and asked, "What about your brother?"

Zhang Xiaohong said angrily: "He hurt his eyes when he went out today, he couldn't see the way clearly, so he couldn't come here to return your things, so he asked me to come."

"Is it?"

Lu Chuan rubbed his nose awkwardly, and said with a guilty conscience: "Then he didn't say who the bad guy is, it's really abominable, and he hit so hard."

"Who says no, but I asked for a long time, but my brother just didn't tell what happened, and he didn't say who hurt him."

Zhang Xiaohong said angrily: "Otherwise I must ask that person to understand how my brother offended him and almost blinded him."

Lu Chuan's expression changed, and he quickly asked, "How is your brother, is he okay?"

Thinking about it now, the act of using a mirror to dazzle someone's eyes was indeed very dangerous, but at the time he thought it was a bad guy following him, so he did it.

"Fortunately, the doctor applied herbal medicine to his eyes, and we'll see how things go tomorrow." Zhang Xiaohong said, unable to hide the worry in his words.

"oh!"

He still hopes that Zhang Cheng is safe and sound.

Then he took out a key from his sleeve, unlocked the door with a 'click', and pushed the door open.

"It seems that you are right!"

When Zhang Xiaohong saw it, she pointed to the wood and the mirror on the ground: "All your things are here, hey, have you seen enough?"

"sufficient in quantity!"

Lu Chuan hugged him as he spoke, and said with a smile, "Thank you so much, I came back late, you must have been waiting for a long time, right?"

"It won't be long, it will be... more than two hours!" Zhang Xiaohong said quietly.

Lu Chuan's smile froze slightly.

Naturally, he could hear that what Zhang Xiaohong said was ironic.

More than two hours, that is more than four hours, it seems that the waiting of more than four hours has caused this girl to have a deep grudge against him!

"Not long? That's good. It's getting late now, so go back quickly." Lu Chuan pretended not to understand, and said with "concern": "Otherwise your brother will worry about you when he is alone at home."

"ha?"

Zhang Xiaohong was stunned at that moment.

On such a hot day, I stood guard in front of his door for a full afternoon, enduring the scorching heat and the strange eyes of passers-by in front of me, waiting with dry mouth and tongue, just to return his things.

When he came back, don't ask her to come in and sit down, but at least he should give her some saliva.

But this kid didn't even want to give her a drink of saliva, and let her go straight away, isn't that unreasonable?

Also, in order to wait for him to get so late, he really felt relieved to let a girl walk at night?

Excessive!

unacceptable!

Zhang Xiaohong glared at Lu Chuan angrily, then turned and left.

Lu Chuan blinked innocently, and entered the shop with the wood and bronze mirror in his arms.

But soon, a figure flashed out from the store and followed Zhang Xiaohong.

It's so late, it's not safe to let her walk on the street alone.

After secretly watching Zhang Xiaohong arrive home safely, Lu Chuan drove back directly in Tudun, which was faster, because he was also hungry now with his chest stuck to his back, so he quickly cooked a bowl of plain noodles to pad his stomach.

"Divine Blood Pill..."

After filling his stomach, Lu Chuan took out the fiery red pill and watched quietly.

The small pill is like a small ball of burning flames, and there is a burning sensation when you touch it, and there seems to be the faint sound of birdsong on the pill.

"No hurry, I'll take it later, it's more important to get down to business first!" With a flash of his eyes, Lu Chuan put away the elixir and glanced at Mu Mu, got up and walked quickly into his room, and went straight to his bed.

On the head of his bed, there was the Zixiao Sword hanging, and there was a knife beside the bed.

Lu Chuan reached out to pick up the long knife, and then glanced at the Zixiao sword hanging above his head.

"After returning this knife, what will I use to sharpen the stick, Zixiao Sword?"

This knife is a knife in the Great Merchant Army, and it belongs to the military secret. It must be returned as soon as possible, otherwise you will really encounter trouble, but using the Zixiao Sword to cut wooden sticks...

Zixiao Sword is one of the divine swords of Yuxu Palace!

If he really did that, not to mention what would happen if his uncles found out, first of all, his master Shen Gongbao would be the first to spare him if he found out.

"Hmph, what are you cutting wood and ice? I'm practicing kung fu, yes, practicing kung fu, practicing a brilliant swordsmanship."

But soon the corners of Lu Chuan's mouth turned up, and what he said was right, cutting popsicles and wood in this way can indeed be used for practicing swords.

"I'll be counting on you in two days."

Lu Chuan patted Zixiao Sword Dao, then picked up Wu Qiu's knife and came to the yard.

After arranging the wood, Lu Chuan looked at it carefully. After calculating the size of the stick, the long knife was drawn out of its sheath, and he quickly cut horizontally and vertically.

Two flashes of the knife flashed, and the piece of wood was divided into four and scattered on the ground. When the knife cut through the wood, there was no loud sound, which showed the sharpness.

"It really is a good knife!"

When Lu Chuan saw it, he felt awe-inspiring. If he wanted to slash a person with this knife, his head would have been separated. Such weapons and equipment are in the hands of a large army, and it is difficult to fight without being strong.

He put away the knife and squatted down, took a piece of wood from the ground and inspected it in his hand, it was about the same length as the popsicle stick in his memory, so he arranged the wood again and continued to cut...

Under the moonlight, there was only one figure peeling a small stick left in the courtyard.

Because the stick needs to be very thin, and this knife is not specially designed for cutting small sticks, so it is a test of skill.

After working for more than half an hour, the wood was finished, but Lu Chuan only cut out more than 90 pieces, and the rest of the wood was wasted.

But it was leftovers, so it's not a pity.

It's just that the thickness of the small sticks cut out for the first time is also somewhat different. The thickest sticks are like chopsticks, but the thin ones meet the standard.

"It's the first time to cut it. It's not bad. I will make more progress after practicing slowly. But with these small sticks, tomorrow's first batch of popsicles can come out..."

Lu Chuan was very satisfied looking at these sticks, and then poured half a bucket of water to soak the sticks in it, and filled the pot with water.

After completing these preparations, he came to sit down on the futon and prepared to practice.

A fiery red pill slowly appeared in his hand.