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But their eyes were still staring at the thing in Bai Chan's hand, and they didn't even blink their eyelids.

Fang Xiaowu hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What is this?"

Bai Chan froze and said, "Can't you see it? This is a kitchen knife." ”

The thing Bai Chan was holding in her hand was indeed a kitchen knife.

A kitchen knife that no matter how you look at it, no one will suspect that it is something else!

Fang Xiaowu didn't see that it was a kitchen knife, but he couldn't figure out why there was a kitchen knife in Ling Hu Eighteen's grave even if he wanted to break his head.

Linghu Eighteen is not a cook, what is the use of carrying a kitchen knife?

It was precisely because he couldn't figure it out that Fang Xiaowu wondered if he was wrong, so he asked such a ridiculous question.

After the two quickly glanced at each other, Bai Chan handed the kitchen knife to Fang Xiaowu, as if she was holding a hot potato in her hand.

When Fang Xiaowu saw it, he smiled bitterly and said, "Since you picked up this kitchen knife, you can take it, why do you hand it to me?"

With Fang Xiaowu's eyes, he couldn't see anything magical about that kitchen knife at all, otherwise, he would have already asked for it from Bai Chan.

Bai Chan said: "How can this be done? This is a great gift from the old liar, how can I ask him to leave you a big gift? Besides, I don't know how to cook, what am I doing with this kitchen knife? Compared to me, your cooking skills are better, so you can accept it." ”

Fang Xiaowu originally wanted to say something, but Bai Chan saw that he refused to take it, so he threw it directly, Fang Xiaowu hurriedly reached out and grabbed the handle of the kitchen knife.

At the moment when Fang Xiaowu held the handle of the kitchen knife, Fang Xiaowu actually had a wonderful feeling: once he had this knife, he could do things that he couldn't do before, even if it was to split the heavens and the earth in half, it was also a very easy task for him.

It's just that this feeling only lasted for a breath, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When Fang Xiaowu realized that he had already obtained the kitchen knife, he didn't feel that the kitchen knife in his hand was a treasure at all.

This kitchen knife is similar to a regular kitchen knife.

If there's anything special about it, it's that it doesn't look very sharp, as if it's been used for many years but hasn't been sharpened once.

Fang Xiaowu weighed the weight of the kitchen knife, less than a catty, estimated to be nine taels.

With a "whew", Fang Xiaowu waved the kitchen knife casually, although the sound of breaking the wind was very strong, but it was just Fang Xiaowu's strength, and it had nothing to do with the kitchen knife.

In other words, people with a little more strength, whether monks or not, have the ability to wield kitchen knives.

"This is the great gift given to me by the old liar?" When Fang Xiaowu said this, it was as if he had just eaten a fly, and his face looked very embarrassed.

Bai Chan wanted to laugh, but felt that if she laughed, she wouldn't necessarily cause Fang Xiaowu to scold.

So, instead of laughing, she said seriously: "Except for this kitchen knife, you can't find anything else in the old liar's grave, you ......"

"I don't believe that an old liar would play such a big joke on me! If this kitchen knife is a big gift, then I can give him tens of thousands of pieces every day. It must be that we haven't found it yet. After speaking, Fang Xiaowu didn't care what Bai Chan thought of himself, and rummaged in the dirt pit.

At this time, Bai Chan had already flown and landed on the dirt pit, seeing that Fang Xiaowu had been looking in the dirt pit for a while, but he didn't find anything, so he held back a smile and said: "It's useless for you to look for it like this, you just admit it, the big gift that the old liar gave you is a kitchen knife, anyway, this matter is only known to me except you, I won't say it casually, and you don't have to worry about losing face......"

"It's not a matter of face. Fang Xiaowu looked a little unhappy, "This is a credit problem, the old liar obviously said that he would give me a big gift, but he ......"

"Yo yo yo. Bai Chan learned to make Linghu Eighteen sigh and said, "What credit does the old liar have? He deceived us once before leaving, making us think that he would break out of the ground, and waited for so long." Do you really think he's going to give you a priceless gift?"

Fang Xiaowu didn't believe Bai Chan's words and continued to look for it in the dirt pit.

Bai Chan saw that he didn't listen, so she had to change another way: "Since you don't believe that the old liar will lie to you, then we are all blind, the kitchen knife in your hand is actually a real big treasure, but we can't see it." ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu's whole body stiffened slightly: "You mean to say that this kitchen knife is the mysterious and unpredictable knife of the old liar?"

"Quite possibly. Bai Chan said.

Actually, this is just Bai Chan's reassuring words for Fang Xiaowu.

Instead of convincing Bai Chan that this kitchen knife is Linghu Eighteen's treasure knife that is hidden so deep that no one can see it, it is better to let Bai Chan believe that pies will fall from the sky.

First of all, Linghu Eighteen will have to compete with Sword Thirteen in the future, without that treasure knife, what will Linghu Eighteen use to fight with Sword Thirteen?

Secondly, although Bai Chan didn't know what breed Linghu Eighteen's treasure knife was, in her opinion, it should be a knife that even the gods could cut down, which could be called the first knife in the world. How can a knife like this look like a kitchen knife? It doesn't make sense.

Finally, and most importantly, Linghu Eighteen is a swordsman, and for swordsmen, the knife is his own life, not to mention giving the knife to others at the moment of death, even if he loosens his fingers and lets the knife fall from his hand, it is a great shame!

Based on the above reasons, no matter how generous Ling Hu Eighteen was, no matter how dizzy he was, it was impossible for him to give his weapon to Fang Xiaowu at such a time.

Therefore, that kitchen knife could never be Linghu Eighteen's weapon!

......

After returning to Huayang City and entering the Guigu Sect, Fang Xiaowu locked himself in his bedroom and began to study the strange kitchen knife.

Men don't think the same way as women.

Bai Chan said that the kitchen knife might be Linghu Eighteen's knife, but she didn't believe it in her heart.

Fang Xiaowu was just the opposite, he kept saying that this kitchen knife could not be Linghu Eighteen's knife, but there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

In order to figure out the problem of kitchen knives, other things can be put aside for the time being, even if the sky falls, Fang Xiaowu doesn't plan to care.

However, Fang Xiaowu had been studying the kitchen knife in the bedroom for more than an hour, and he had to admit a fact: what he was holding in his hand was indeed a genuine kitchen knife.

"Old liar, old liar, it seems that you are really hopeless, no matter when, you have to find ways to deceive people. Well, I'll admit defeat, even if you say that you want to give me a hundred beautiful women in the future, I'll treat it as if you didn't say anything......"

At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps outside, and then I heard Sha Le's call: "Young Master, are you there?"

"What's the matter?"

"Someone came to visit you. ”

"Somebody came to visit me?

"Master Lingrui. ”