When Wang Jing mentioned this, his face darkened. He said, "That's strange! But what can I do? The magical artifact my mother left me exploded. Do I have to blow him up too?"

"Oh, that's enough. Senior Yan didn't mean it."

Lin Muxi smiled and said, "And this time, after Senior Yan came back, he immediately ran to find Huawu's logistics director, apparently asking him to forge a magic weapon... From the looks of it, Senior Yan intends to forge a magic weapon and return it to you."

"Building a divine weapon?"

Wang Jing became a little concerned.

After all, he still has an emperor's bone in his hand. Although it is placed with Lao Su, if Lao Su can't find someone to help forge it, he can only find someone himself.

Wang Jing asked, "Hua Wu's logistics director is a blacksmith?"

"What blacksmith? It's a weapon forger." Lin Muxi corrected.

Wang Jing didn't care about the title and said, "Then I'll go find him when I have time and ask him to help me make an imperial weapon."

Lin Muxi said: "Maybe not. Huawu's logistics director is really amazing. He can't defeat... the Emperor's weapon."

Lin Muxi felt helpless. She was about to be led astray by Wang Jing.

"ah?"

Wang Jing was a little disappointed. Huawu’s logistics minister couldn’t use the imperial weapon?

Then who should I ask to forge the imperial weapon?

Wang Jing thought about it and decided that he would find out when he went to the Ministry of War to find Minister Li. Minister Li should know the answer anyway.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Muxi said, "You can go to Gangcheng. I remember the dean told me that the former principal of Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School is a very powerful weaponsmith. If you find him and give him some compensation, it should be no problem."

Wang Jing was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it the one we saw in front of Yangwu School last time?"

"Well, it should be."

Lin Muxi nodded and said, "It was only after I returned that the dean told me not to cause trouble at Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School, and he also told you not to cause trouble."

Wang Jing said helplessly: "I never cause trouble."

Lin Muxi rolled her eyes at Wang Jing and said, "I'd be surprised if I didn't believe you."

At this time, the hot pot and dishes came up, and the aroma was fragrant. Lin Muxi didn't care what kind of pot it was.

She could actually see that every time Wang Jing finished eating hot pot, his lips would turn red.

“Hmph.”

The little pig put its hooves on the table, looked at the hot pot with shining eyes, and sniffed.

It smells so good!

Wang Jing smiled and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have ordered a portion of pork."

The little pig's face suddenly turned dark. Did the pig offend you?

The waiter who had just served the food couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

When they saw the little sky pig, they were not too surprised. After all, it was a monster. As long as the warriors could control it, the store manager would basically have no objection.

After shabu-shabuing a piece of beef, Wang Jing deliberately made a spicy dish for Xiao Tianzhu and put it in Xiao Tianzhu's bowl.

The little pig grabbed the chopsticks, poked the beef, and put it into his mouth.

“???”

The little pig's expression changed instantly!

Afterwards, the little pig quickly used the magic energy in his body to reduce the spiciness, grabbed the drink next to him and gulped it down...

This saved the pig's life.

"Is it very spicy?" Lin Muxi looked at the little pig with a puzzled look.

The little pig was stunned, glanced at Wang Jing who was silent, and shook his head subconsciously.

Not spicy, just the right flavor.

Lin Muxi seemed to understand what Xiao Tianzhu meant, and said in a daze, "That's good. Maybe you didn't know since it was your first time eating hot pot... In fact, it tastes better when it's a little spicy. Next time, don't use your energy to overdo the spiciness, otherwise the hot pot will lose its soul."

“Hmph…”

The little piglet looked dull, was this really the case?

Then why did Wang Jing always eat the meat from the white soup?

But the little pig didn't dare to ask...

It was afraid that the two would go out to eat without calling it, and then it would become a lonely pig.

Wang Jing kept picking up the meat from the red pot and putting it in the condiment dish for the little pig.

The little pig was in a dilemma as to whether to eat it or not. The whole pig was a little confused by the spiciness.

…………

After eating hot pot, Wang Jing felt refreshed for the first time.

This was the best hot pot he had ever eaten!

As for the little pig...

At this moment, he was lying in Lin Muxi's arms with a look of despair on his face. His pig nose and lips were red, and even his breathing tasted spicy.

Wang Jing saw Xiao Tianzhu's look and couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Tianzhu, you are still not good enough. Eating a hot pot feels like it's going to kill you. How can you come out and play with us in the future?"

“Hmph…”

The little pig made pig noises and spoke harshly.

If you have the guts, eat chili peppers too!

Give me some chili!

The pig almost lost his life!

"suck--"

Humming, the little piglet sniffed his nose and collapsed into Lin Muxi's arms again.

It’s over, even my snot has turned into chili peppers.

Wang Jing held back his laughter, then walked to the milk tea shop next door, bought two cups of milk tea, and handed them to Xiao Tianzhu.

The little pig looked at Wang Jing warily. It always felt that this bad guy was going to kill it!

"Don't want to drink? Then I'll drink it." Wang Jing said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the little pig immediately took a sip.

“!!!”

The little pig was in high spirits. He held the milk tea in his two hooves and sucked it hard.

Wang Jing shook his head helplessly. This pig was exactly like Lin Muxi.