Chapter 66 (2/2)

”Soon? That's good. It's getting late now. Go back quickly. ” Lu Chuan pretended not to understand and said, ”otherwise your brother will worry about you at home alone.”

”Ha?”

Zhang Xiaohong was stunned at that time.

On such a hot day, I spent an afternoon in front of his door, enduring the heat and the strange eyes of the pedestrians in front, waiting for my mouth to dry and my stomach to beat drums, just to give him something back.

When he comes back, don't ask her to come in, but at least give her some water to drink.

But the boy didn't even want to give her a mouthful of water. He just opened his mouth and let her go. Is that unreasonable?

Also, in order to wait for him so late, he really assured a girl to walk at night?

Too much!

That's too much!

Zhang Xiaohong stared at Lu Chuan angrily and turned away.

Lu Chuan blinked innocently and entered the store with wood and copper mirrors.

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

It's really unsafe for her to walk alone in the street so late.

After secretly watching Zhang Xiaohong get home safely, Lu Chuan directly drove Tu Dun back, which was faster, because he was hungry now. He cooked a bowl of plain noodles and padded his stomach when he came back.

”Shenxue pill...”

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

The small pill was like a small burning flame, which felt burning. There seemed to be the sound of birds singing on the pill.

”It's not urgent. I'll take it later. It's still important to be busy first!” With a flash of eyes, Lu Chuan put away the pill, looked at the wood, got up and hurried into his room and went straight to his bed.

Zixiao sword hung on the head of his bed, and a knife stood by the bed.

Lu Chuan reached out and picked up the long knife and looked at the Zixiao sword hanging above his head.

”After returning this knife, what can I do to cut the stick, Zixiao sword?”

This Sabre is a sabre from the merchant army and belongs to a military secret. You must return it as soon as possible, otherwise you will really encounter trouble, but cut the stick with Zixiao sword

Zixiao sword is one of the divine swords of yuxu palace!

If he really did that, not to mention his martial uncles, what would happen if they knew. First, his master Shen Gongbao would not spare him if he knew.

”Hum, what's cutting wood and ice? I'm practicing kung fu. Yes, I'm practicing kung fu. I'm practicing a clever sword technique. ”

But soon Lu Chuan's mouth rose, and he was right. In this way, cutting popsicles and wood can really play a role in practicing sword.

”Please in two days.”

Lu Chuan patted Zixiao Kendo, 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 small stick, the long knife came out of the scabbard and quickly cut one knife horizontally and vertically.

When the light of two knives flashed, the wood was divided into four and scattered on the ground. When the knife cut through the wood, it didn't make a big sound, which shows the sharpness.

”It's really a good knife!”

Lu Chuan was awed when he saw that the knife should be cut on people. He was afraid that the heads of people had already been separated. Such weapons and equipment were in the hands of the army, and it was difficult to fight without being strong.

With that, he squatted down, took a piece of wood on the ground and looked at it in his hand. It was about the same length as the small stick of the popsicle in his memory, so he arranged the wood again and began to cut

In the moonlight, there was only one figure with a small stick in the yard.

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

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

But it was originally leftover, so it's not a pity.

However, the thickness of the stick cut for the first time is somewhat different. The thickest one is like chopsticks, but the thin one is up to the standard.

”It's good to cut it for the first time. It will be more progressive in the future. However, with these small sticks, the first batch of popsicles will come out tomorrow...”

Lu Chuan was very satisfied with these small sticks. Then he hit half a bucket of water, soaked the sticks in it, and filled the pot with water.

After finishing these preparations, he came to the futon and sat down to practice.

A red pill slowly appeared in his hand.