Sword Spirit Laid-off Reemployment Guide

Chapter 14

After Chen Shi and the others left, the Taoist brothers stood in front of the vending machine.The two completely ignored the suspected internal strife among the nine bosses in the legendary special affairs department, and instead discussed the not-so-cheap Kimber resin in the vending machine.

"Brother, they say that this pine resin can strengthen the weapon's attack on spirit bodies."

"Well, I heard that too."

"Is it true?"

"I think so. You see they bought it themselves."

"But people seem to dislike it for its low quality."

"Which is better, red nitrate or cinnabar?"

"Of course it's red nitrate."

"Then do you use cinnabar?"

"Of course I use it. The red nitrate is so expensive and difficult to get."

"It's not the same thing."

"Then, shall we buy some and try?"

"I think it's fine."

The two brothers pooled all their money and bought two small packs of Jinbai pine resin. They didn't know how lucky they would be to buy these two small pieces of pine resin two days later. .

On Shenzhou Special D, human practitioners are almost all concentrated in a few carriages with seats.Even if there are some who are not so gregarious, they are not too far away from the main force, so as not to find people in a short time when discussing plans.

This is convenient for Xia Li.

It was easy for him to find an empty compartment on the bullet train. There were no people and no seats in this compartment. He sat casually against the wall of the compartment, holding the turpentine in his hand to his eyes.

With fair and moist fingers, he unwrapped the small paper package wrapped in turpentine, and the warm woody fragrance escaped.

The turpentine soon stained Xia Li's hands into greasy oil. Under the refraction of the light outside the window, those already white hands seemed to be covered with a layer of soft holy light.

Pine resin, which has a certain boosting effect on ordinary weapons, is only the most common maintenance item for spiritual weapons. Even as Zhao Chenyu said, it is very cheap, but any valuable weapon spirit may disdain to use Jinbaisong resin.

But this is already the only oil-based skin care product that Xia Li has ever used.

"That murderous soldier is in ashes, what about tomorrow's grand ceremony?"

"How about... find someone to wipe it?"

"Who's going? The swordsmith died suddenly when it came out of the oven. A few days ago, he re-carved it. The swordsmith replaced it four times in a row, and all of them were seriously injured. Who would dare to approach that sword?"

"That can't just appear in the grand ceremony like that."

"But—who? Xia Ji?"

"Meet Xia Ji. Do you want to go in?"

"It is possible, but the murderous soldiers are bloodthirsty, His Majesty has explained that they must not be allowed to see blood."

"Here is a piece of cypress pine resin, little man."

"Little Li, wake up."

"Don't sleep, you can go outside from tomorrow."

outside...

That's it.

"Snapped."

The turpentine that gradually melted was suddenly knocked off and rolled on the floor of the carriage, rolling out a greasy winding trace.

Xia Li's eyes climbed up from a pair of long legs, and then he saw a long-necked jade bottle and Chen Fuyi's ice-like face.

Chen Fuyi held onto the jade bottle with one hand, and Xia Li's with the other.

"What are you doing?" Xia Li felt hot all over his body the second he finished asking, and Chen Fuyi forcefully turned him back into his original body.

"Om--" the clear and clear sound of the sword startled the entire train.

If the ghost driver who was driving hadn't been blocked by the protective restraint on his uniform, he would have been able to drive the car off the track on the spot.

Zhao Chenyu stood up abruptly, and while asking Chen Shi to comfort the others, he bit the bullet and approached the place Chen Fuyi had just walked by.

Standing at the door of the compartment where Chen Fuyi was, Zhao Chenyu glanced probingly, but did not see Xia Li, only Chen Fuyi was holding a sword in his hand.He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said dryly, "Elder Chen, keep a low profile, please keep a low profile."

Chen Fuyi nodded slightly, and Zhao Chenyu ran away immediately after receiving the answer, and blocked the carriage by the way.

Hiding in the carriage next door, Zhao Chenyu opened the anonymous chat page of Lingjing, and passionately posted.

【Help!Is a certain sword repairer and a certain sword about to cause domestic violence just after they successfully hold hands!? 】

Floor 1: Help, help, help, I feel so dangerous.Will I be silenced QAQ

Floor 2: Damn, see what posts I got?

Floor 3: Come on!It is indeed rewarding not to practice brushing the spirit mirror early in the morning!

Floor 4: A certain sword cultivator, a certain sword, is that what I think, right?

Floor 5: Go back upstairs, the ones holding hands recently, there is nothing else besides this couple.

Floor 6: There are other things. Is it worth making bloggers so excited to run to the anonymous area and shout for help?

7th floor: Huh?What?Chen Fuyi and Xia Li?Didn't you go to order a high-priced sword seat a few days ago, isn't this why you haven't picked up the goods yet?Why is there domestic violence?

Floor 8: Hey, this melon is a big thief.Is the owner still there?Tell me in detail.

Floor 9: Is the landlord here? If so, come out and say something.

Floor 10: The landlord is calling for help, and will not be really...

Floor 11: No way.Hurry @九晓山-剑宗 quickly contact you Elder Chen to let him calm down a bit!

12th floor: Waiting for the poor to figure out where the landlord is.

......

Floor 200: The host hasn't appeared yet, I'm really starting to worry about the host now.

Floor 201: Junior brother?Are you still alive?Live to answer the phone.

219F: @201F, brother, I'm here, just entered the tunnel, no signal.I'm alive.

Floor 220: Damn, the host has appeared.he is alive!

Floor 221: How does Pindao calculate that the landlord has been moving?

Floor 222: The Taoist priest did not make a mistake.Looking at the conversation between the landlord and his senior brother, it seems to be on a train.

Floor 223: Ahhh, I'm really curious about what happened to a certain sword repairer and a certain sword, please don't be a headline party.

Floor 224: Don't ask, everyone. Jianxiu has looked at me several times. I think I will lose my phone if I talk any longer.

Floor 225-Administrator: This post has been applied for deletion, and cannot be viewed and replied.

Chen Fuyi looked at the 99 message sent by Wang Chenzi (Sect Master of Jianzong) in his private chat in the spiritual mirror, and turned his head to look at Zhao Chenyu who was separated by a carriage door.

Zhao Chenyu silently applied to delete the post.

Xia Li was still struggling and buzzing in Chen Fuyi's hand, but the hand holding him was as motionless as a mountain.Chen Fuyi put away his phone, and took out a jade bottle again.

With a slight twitch of his thumb, he opened the cap of the jade bottle.

A bloody smell overflowed.

Xia Li's humming sound became more and more sharp and dense, he smelled it, he smelled the smell of blood.It's not the kind of foul-smelling monster or beast, nor is it a cold ghost without blood.It was a kind of sweet fragrance with spiritual fragrance and sword intent.

Very strange, does blood have this smell?

He hadn't smelled it.

Whether it's good or bad, human or inhuman, he's never smelled anything like this.It seemed to be the taste that grew on his senses.

Tick, tick.

Blood dripped on the horizontal blade.

As if Xia Li had been ironed by a warm spiritual spring, a strange burning sensation emanated from the inside out.

This feeling was not uncomfortable, on the contrary, he seemed to be aroused to fight and then immediately appeased, calm and peaceful, with a restrained edge.But no one can doubt that in the next moment, he will be able to bloom the most gorgeous and sharp sword light.

The jade bottle was not big, and it didn't use any means to expand the space. Even if the speed of dripping was deliberately controlled, the blood in it still dripped out after a few breaths.

Chen Fuyi waited for all the blood to be absorbed by Xia Li's sword, and then took out the crocodile and white deerskin. Xia Li refused to let him clean the sword before, but now... it should be possible.

He first covered the sword body with shark silk, and wiped off the dust and grease on the sword.Xia Li's body was not dirty, so this step only wiped off the turpentine he was playing with just now.

Then, Chen Fuyi changed into white buckskin.The deerskin was folded into a suitable size, and it wrapped the blade gently. Chen Fuyi pinched the deerskin and wiped Xia Li back and forth repeatedly, warming up his body that had gradually cooled after absorbing the blood.

Xia Li had never tried to be cared for like this since he was born. He felt that he was not like a sword, his whole body was limp, and the long-lost sleepiness struck him inexplicably. Under Chen Fuyi's hands, he rubbed and rubbed, Was wiped and fell asleep.

Chen Fuyi sat cross-legged against the spot where Xia Li had just leaned against, and Xia Li was placed on his lap. His eyes, looking at the opposite car window, reflected the scene outside the window that was rapidly receding. the bottom of the abyss, the eternal night.

Shenzhou Special D took a total of 2 hours' drive from Shencheng to Panlong Mountain. When approaching the destination, Zhao Chenyu tapped on the door of Chen Fuyi's carriage.

Ashamed to say, although Zhao Chenyu closed the door, he didn't dare to open it casually.

Chen Fuyi lowered his head and glanced at the long sword on his knee, he was very stable and showed no sign of waking up.He stood up and walked to the door of the carriage. There were many ordinary people in the carriage. Someone saw him and Xia Li enter the carriage one after another. When he couldn't get out of the carriage, he only carried a sword.

Chen Fuyi thought for a while, then transformed Xia Li back into a human form, and hugged him horizontally in his hands.

The train stopped and the door of the carriage opened.

Zhao Chenyu saw Princess Chen Fuyi getting out of the car with Xia Li in his arms, and sprayed out all the spiritual liquid he had just drunk into his mouth.

Chen Fuyi seemingly casually walked a few steps to the side, just in time to avoid all the liquid that Zhao Chenyu sprayed out.

The other practitioners of metaphysics who got out of the car at the same time were either blatant or peeking out of the corner of their eyes. Anyway, they all saw the "teammates" from Jiubu get out of the car in such a special posture.

A very simple and simple great monk said "Amitabha Buddha" and stepped forward to ask if he needed help.

Chen Fuyi shook his head and declined.

Zhao Chenyu hurriedly asked Chen Shi to set off for Panlong Mountain.He drove a Shenzhou Special C by himself, and invited Chen Fuyi to the back seat. He took the co-pilot and the ghost driver and told: "Go to Panlong Mountain, don't look back, don't look in the rearview mirror. I give you a five-star praise."

The human masters led by Chen Shi boarded the bus from the local special affairs department, and the board of the belief culture and multi-yuan religious exchange summit was still on the bus.Shenzhou Special C also blends perfectly into the traffic flow.Both cars headed towards Panlong Mountain.

A gust of wind blew, bringing large cumulus clouds, and the originally clear sky darkened.

A burst of black air that is invisible to mortal eyes bursts out from Panlong Mountain.