Shadow Sword in Hand

A month ago, in early June.

Jiang Miao ordered a batch of swords online, but what he bought were either unsharpened soft swords used for martial arts performances, or simply fakes that made it difficult to cut wood, let alone bones.

At that time, she was looking for guides online and saw a post saying that good quality controlled knives could only be purchased in private shops selling Tibetan knives and Tang knives.

So after her persistent search, she actually found a shop owner online who claimed to be from a martial arts family. He said that his sword was a famous sword handed down from generation to generation, the Huaying Sword, and he would sell it for three million.

Jiang Miao was a real daughter of a famous socialite who had attended auctions since she was a child. Not to mention the famous sword, which had more artistic value than practical value. After all, it was just a legend. Even if it was real, how could it be only three million? You might not even be able to buy a scabbard, let alone a famous sword.

But even so, Jiang Miao still asked him to send a video of chopping wood.

She is not short of money. As long as the thing is good enough, she has enough money.

In the video, the cold sword was shining brightly, and with one strike of the sword, the wood surface was cut without any burrs, it was extremely sharp.

Faced with this unprecedented killing power, Jiang Miao remained silent and asked the store owner to buy a pig bone and chop it to try.

After hearing Jiang Miao's request, it was now the store owner's turn to stop buying.

He said that the sword was handed down from his ancestors, and if he had not been blackmailed by three old men and women who were scamming him and had no money left, he would not have had to sell his ancestral property. Now that he was selling his ancestral property, he was already betraying his master and ancestors. If someone used his sword to kill someone, he would rather go to jail.

Jiang Miao: “…”

However, she never thought of putting the sword as a decoration in her study.

The sky is full of smoke: four million.

Yijian Xiaoyao: This is not about money! Bottom line, do you understand the bottom line?

The sky is full of smoke: five million.

Yijian Xiaoyao: ... Tell me first what you are doing with this sword? You are not doing anything bad, are you?

Smoke from cooking fires: six million.

Yijian Xiaoyao:! Just tell me what you do, okay?

Cuiyanmiaomiao: College student, freshman, this is my student ID. If you don't want to chop pig bones, you can chop iron blocks, isn't it said that famous swords can cut iron like mud?

Jiang Miao sent his Ancheng University student ID card with the photo, name and major covered, and the other party immediately sent a message.

Yijian Xiaoyao: Deal! We are both in Ancheng and can deliver within one day.

Jiang Miao: “…” It can be seen that the old man and the old woman who are trying to scam people are really pushing them hard.

Smoke from cooking: video.

An hour later, the store sent a video.

Yijian Xiaoyao: In ancient times, people could cut iron like mud because the hardness of iron was not very high. I will use wrought iron to show you how to practice. Don't try it lightly when you get a sword. If you want to cut iron like mud, you need to have certain skills. Just watch.

Smoke from cooking: place an order.

What a cheerful buyer, love it.

Li Chongyu was moved. It turned out that the person who wanted to see the bone-cutting video just wanted to verify its authenticity. He felt embarrassed that the original price of three million had doubled because of his suspicion, so he simply gave them a few daggers, darts, machetes, and a pair of Emei spears.

The transaction was successful that day. Jiang Miao tried it and made a decisive decision. He deleted the seller decisively and happily put the Huaying Sword into his space.

What does it matter whether to kill or not? She doesn't believe that the swordsmith made this sword to be placed in the Buddhist temple for listening to scriptures. As long as it doesn't kill innocent people, she will not show mercy while holding the sword in her hand.

Chop, hack, stab, pick.

Jiang Miao was sweating profusely while exercising in the air-conditioned room.

The few unsharpened swords that I bought online before are now just right to be used as tools for sword practice. Once my strength training reaches the standard, I will use the heavier and sharper Huaying sword to practice.

In the evening, Jiang Miao made teriyaki chicken leg rice and Thai spicy chicken feet according to the electronic recipe. As usual, he ate one portion himself and put the remaining three portions into the space.

Then she took a shower, washed her hair, blew her hair, and took care of her skin. She lay down in bed at 8 o'clock in the evening, and before going to sleep, she took out her mobile phone to see how things were going today.

All the buildings that were overgrown with mold had the living people inside eaten away to the point where not even a bone was left. So there was no need to worry about the living people inside, the fire department burned them all cleanly, and finally stopped it from spreading everywhere.

The sky above the city of Ancheng was filled with thick black smoke, as if we had really arrived in an era of war, and everyone was filled with extreme panic.

The municipal authorities also pay more attention to the disposal of corpses than in the previous life. Loudspeakers in cars play messages on the streets in a loop, reminding citizens to hand over the bodies of deceased relatives to community volunteers in a timely manner to avoid them from rotting at home.

Putting down his phone, Jiang Miao fell into a deep sleep and opened his eyes at exactly three in the morning.

Jiang Miao couldn't even sleep well because her parents' things were left at the homes of those greedy relatives. She had finally waited for the doomsday to come, so of course she would not let them go.

The sportswear made of ice sleeve material in the space is very breathable, and even long sleeves and long pants are not unbearably hot in the late night when the temperature is only in the early 40s.

There has been no power outage in Lanwan Community yet, so Jiang Miao still avoided the elevator and walked down the stairwell, putting on a baseball cap and sneaking out of the community.

The daytime temperature is now over 50 degrees, which has exceeded the highest temperature in human history.

However, people still hope that the temperature will drop in September and October, and subconsciously have no idea of changing their biological clock.

But when they find that the outdoor temperature in November is as high as 70 degrees, they will realize that there is no distinction between winter and summer seasons in high temperature disasters, and they can only reverse day and night.

So now, not many people are out and about for long periods of time late at night or in the early morning, which is no different from the previous life.

The only difference is that there are many more pickup trucks on the streets collecting corpses.

The fact that the bodies that died in the hail grew rot and mold really caused the municipal departments to suffer a collective loss and learned a very terrible lesson. There were volunteers cleaning up the bodies on almost every other street, and finally they were all transported to the crematorium for cremation to strictly prevent such a situation from happening again.

Jiang Miao flashed past the shadows and felt a little relieved.

In this life, when the municipal authorities attach so much importance to the destruction of corpses, those maggots, flies, rats and cockroaches will finally not be as arrogant as they were in the previous life.

Walking into the secluded alley, Jiang Miao drove out in a low-key van. Some parts of the road were still bumpy, but in the city center and several ring roads, steamrollers could be seen working.

Afterwards, the van turned left and right and finally stopped outside my second uncle's villa.

The second uncle has now succeeded as the chairman of the board. After using up President Cheng Qingshang, he kicked him out and took power himself, fully controlling the direction of the Jiang family ship.

In order to buy back the shares from his niece, he sold many properties and mortgaged a lot of assets to hold the power in his own hands. Of course, he had to lead his subordinates to fight bravely and make the group profitable as soon as possible.

So the whole country was taking a heat wave holiday a while ago, and Jiang's compensated them with salary, so many people semi-voluntarily stayed in the company to work overtime. Now their performance has improved, but it is also a painful thing to be trapped inside when it is hailstorming and unable to get out.

The hail stopped yesterday, and my second uncle, who had been tortured in the company for several days, hurried home to rest. The food in the cafeteria was unpalatable and had no oil. It tasted like chewing wax to him. I don’t know how those common people can eat this every day.

Rolling down the car window, Jiang Miao installed a silencer on his gun and fired three shots before he hit the camera at the gate. His aim was so poor that he needed to practice with some shooting games.

Get out of the car, lock the door, and put on gloves.

Jiang Miao pressed down the brim of his baseball cap and sneaked into his second uncle's villa. It was quiet and dark inside.

She used to come here often when her parents were still alive. Apart from the camera at the gate which had no blind spots, there was one in the front and back yards of the garden, so it was easy to get in.

Jiang Miao climbed in through the kitchen window and turned off the power. From then on, all the surveillance cameras in the house were shut down.

The weather was still very hot, but the central air conditioning in the villa was kept at 20 degrees from morning to night. Jiang Miao estimated that the cold air would last for about 20 minutes. If the power was not turned off after 20 minutes, the sleeping people would probably wake up because of the heat, which would be a bit troublesome.

Jiang Miao bypassed the nanny's room on the first floor and quietly sneaked into the basement, and successfully found the three familiar bottles of specially blended aged VIP Moutai in the wine cellar.

This stuff is in short supply in normal times, but in the end times it is a priceless treasure for wine lovers. No wonder my second uncle was able to exchange them for the qualification for his family to live in the base, and he himself got an easy job.

With a wave of the hand, Moutai disappeared.

Jiang Miao has no empathy for this second uncle who is worse than having no blood relationship with him.

In her previous life, she generously shared the materials she had collected with great effort in the space out of the kinship. It was also her fault that she had not been vigilant enough and had not deliberately taken precautions against her family, so the matter of the space was exposed right under their noses. Who knew that this family had joined forces with her eldest aunt's family to covet the space for a long time, and in the end they even wanted to kill people for the treasure!

Fortunately, her uncle's daughter, eight-year-old Jiang Fei, secretly came to warn her to run quickly, so she was prepared and not killed by the blow.

Later, she put a lot of effort into getting rid of the group of vampires, and her second uncle sold the matter of the space to the deputy commander of the base as important intelligence.

Fortunately, this matter was too bizarre, and the deputy commander of the base was skeptical and did not see it with his own eyes. After all, apart from Jiang Miao, no one else had the ability to possess space. When things were in doubt, it was naturally impossible to send a large amount of manpower and resources to look for a little girl in a haystack. This matter was gradually shelved as Jiang Miao hid from place to place.

There were still many good wines stored in his second uncle's wine cellar. It seemed that the purpose of taking these three bottles of wine was too obvious, so Jiang Miao simply emptied the entire wine cellar and went to the low-temperature warehouse next door to put all the Libyan ham, Almas caviar, Black Diamond black truffle, ginseng cordyceps, etc. into the space. He passed by the audio-visual room downstairs and took away a few classic vinyl records before sneaking back upstairs.

Along the way, Jiang Miao was not as picky as she was in the pharmaceutical sales department and Lin'an Company. She collected all the items she liked, regardless of whether they were useful or not, into the space. She accepted all antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver ornaments, and she plucked the feathers of passing geese and kept the skins of departed beasts. When she came to the safe in the study and couldn't pry open the door, she simply put the safe into the space!

The villa was not small, and Jiang Miao quickly cleared out every empty room.

Seeing that twenty minutes were almost up and the snoring in the nanny's room was gradually getting quieter, she calmly turned on the power switch, climbed out of the small window in the kitchen and returned the same way.

By the time Jiang Miao got back into the van, it was already 4:20. This trip was very fruitful, and she drove home contentedly. She parked the car before entering the community, and went upstairs to take a nap.

Tomorrow I will continue stockpiling at my aunt’s house.