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

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

At this time, the figure had his head in his hands, as if he had fallen asleep.

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

If he wants to go to Yinfu, it is naturally inconvenient for him to carry that half of the wood with him, so he can only say where the store is located and ask Zhang Cheng to bring it to him.

As he spoke, he walked briskly, reaching out 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 suddenly froze in the air.

Under the moonlight, he saw that Zhang Cheng, the rough man, was sitting at the door of the store, and he was clearly a young girl!

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a round face, a fair complexion, and a delicate countenance, and a brown linen garment.

Linen cloth is the fabric used by ordinary people to make clothes, and it is very popular, and those good silk clothes cost a few taels of silver at the cheapest, and ordinary people can not afford to wear them.

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

Lu Chuan was a little surprised, he looked at this girl carefully, and he didn't know it at all.

Besides, the people he saw in this world were basically men, and there were very few women, and it could even be said that there were no ......

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

Lu Chuan stepped forward and shook the girl and shouted softly.

"Huh?"

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, the owner of this shop?" asked the girl, pointing to the wood carving shop.

"Yes!"

"What proof is that?"

"Girl, you let me prove that I am the owner of this shop, then you have to let me know who you are first, right?" 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 was injured by the bad guys when he went out today, he couldn't see the road clearly, and he couldn't come here to return your things, so he asked me to come." ”

"Really?"

Lu Chuan touched his nose and said weakly: "Then didn't he say who that bad guy is, it's really hateful, it's so heavy." ”

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

Zhang Xiaohong said angrily: "Otherwise, I must ask that person to find out, how did my brother offend him, and almost blinded him." ”

Lu Chuan's expression moved, and he hurriedly asked, "How is your brother doing now, are you okay?"

Thinking about it now, it was indeed very dangerous to dazzle people in a mirror, but at the time he thought it was a bad guy stalking, so he did it.

"Fortunately, the doctor put herbs on his eyes, and it depends on how things go tomorrow. Zhang Xiaohong said, unable to hide the worry in her words.

"Oh!"

He still hopes that Zhang Cheng is safe and sound.

Then he pulled a key out of his sleeve and opened the lock on the door with a 'click' and pushed it open.

"Looks like you're right!"

Zhang Xiaohong pointed to the wood and mirror on the ground after seeing it: "Your things are here, ah, have you seen enough?"

"Enough!"

Lu Chuan said and hugged him, and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, I came back late, you must have waited for a long time, right?"

"It wasn't long before it was ...... It's been more than two hours!" Zhang Xiaohong said quietly.

Lu Chuan's smile condensed slightly.

He could naturally hear that Zhang Xiaohong was talking back.

More than two hours, that is more than four hours, it seems that these more than four hours of waiting have made this girl have a deep grudge against him!

"Soon? That's good, it's not early now, you can go back quickly." Lu Chuan pretended not to understand, and said with concern: "Otherwise, your brother will worry about you at home alone." ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Xiaohong was stunned at the time.

On such a hot day, I stayed in front of his door for an afternoon, enduring the scorching heat and the strange stares of the pedestrians in front of me, waiting for my mouth to be dry and my stomach was drumming, just to give him something back.

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

But this kid didn't even want her to drink, and just opened his mouth to let her go, which is too much to say, right?

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

Excessively!

It's too much!

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

Lu Chuan blinked innocently and entered the store with the wood and bronze mirror.

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

It's so late, it's really unsafe for her to walk on the street alone.

After secretly watching Zhang Xiaohong arrive home safely, Lu Chuan drove back directly, which was faster, because he was also hungry now with his chest against his back, and when he came back, he quickly cooked a bowl of somen noodles to cushion his stomach.

"Divine Blood Pill ......"

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

The small pill was like a small flame burning, and there was a burning sensation in it, and there seemed to be a faint birdsong on the pill.

"Don't worry, I'll take it later, it's better to get down to business now!" With a flash of his eyes, Lu Chuan put away the pill and looked at the wood, got up and walked quickly into his room, and went straight to his bed.

I saw that at the head of his bed, there was a Zixiao Sword hanging, and there was a knife standing next to the bed.

Lu Chuan stretched out his hand and picked up the long knife, and then looked at the Zixiao Sword hanging above his head.

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

This knife is a knife in the Great Shang Army, it belongs to the military secret, and it must be returned as soon as possible, otherwise it will really be in trouble, but use the Zixiao Sword to sharpen the wooden stick......

Zixiao Sword is one of the divine swords of the Jade Void Palace!

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

"Hmph, what are you cutting wood or ice? I'm practicing, yes, practicing, practicing a masterful swordsmanship. ”

But soon the corners of Lu Chuan's mouth rose, and he was not wrong, cutting popsicles and wood in this way can indeed be used for sword practice.

"I'll leave it to you in two days. ”

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

After placing the wood, Lu Chuan carefully looked at it, and after calculating the size of the small stick, the long knife was unsheathed, and he quickly cut out a knife horizontally and vertically.

Two flashes of knife light flashed, and the piece of wood was split into four and scattered on the ground, and the sound of the knife cutting through the wood did not make a very loud sound, which showed the sharpness.

"It's a good knife!"

Lu Chuan was awe-inspiring when he saw it, this knife was going to be cut on the person, but he was afraid that the head of the person would have already separated, such weapons and equipment were in the hands of the army, and it was difficult if the combat effectiveness was not strong.

As he spoke, he put away his knife and squatted down, took a piece of wood from the ground and examined it in his hand, which was about the same length as the small stick of the popsicle he remembered, so he set up the wood again and began to sharpen it......

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

Because the stick needs to be very thin, and this knife is not a knife that specializes in sharpening small sticks, it is a test of skill.

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

However, it was originally leftovers, so it was not a pity.

It's just that this is the first time to cut out the stick, the thickness is also a little different, the thickest is like chopsticks, and the thin one is up to standard.

"The first time I sharpened it, it's good, and I'll get better when I practice it in the future, but with these sticks, the first popsicles will come out tomorrow......"

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

After making these preparations, he came to the futon and sat down to prepare for cultivation.

A fiery red elixir slowly appeared in his hand.