Chapter 139: Washing the Sword
Xu Chuchu had never expected that things would develop to this point.
She felt a little lost that she couldn't find her master, but being able to reunite with Daju was still a great joy.
When she first came to ancient times, what she was most worried about was the big orange dog in her family.
Although Daju has developed intelligence, his self-care ability is still very poor. Apart from eating, sleeping, watching variety shows and playing games every day, he can't do anything else.
It can neither buy cat food nor clean the house, and doesn’t know how to pay the property fees, water and electricity bills. Xu Chuchu can’t imagine how it will live alone in the future.
Unexpectedly, it was also "dragged" by her to the ancient times.
Fortunately, they were reunited. Otherwise, with its lazy nature, it would have been beaten and scolded countless times if it had been sent to someone else's home as a spirit pet.
Xu Chuchu stroked the fluffy fur of the big orange cat, stood up and saw the things she had placed on the table before. Then she remembered that she had forgotten about the important matter of looking for Xiao Yu. She covered her face and shook her head.
This guy, really, will shine brightly with a little sunshine.
Isn't he impotent towards her? And yet he keeps thinking about kissing her. Is that meaningful?
…
The next day, Xiao Yu got up early to practice. Not long after, he saw Xu Chuchu coming to find him, holding a small jar of wine.
"It's rare to see you up so early. What's this?" he asked with interest. "Would you like to taste some wine with me?"
"Who wants to taste wine so early in the morning?" Xu Chuchu placed the wine jar in front of him. "This was a surprise for you yesterday, but I forgot to mix it up with you."
"Surprise?" Xiao Yu's heart was pounding. She leaned over and asked quietly, "Is it still... the same as yesterday?"
"Xiao Yu!" Xu Chuchu was stunned. "What are you thinking about so early in the morning?"
"Think about it this morning, isn't that normal?" Xiao Yu couldn't resist talking nonsense again. Seeing Xu Chuchu's face about to change, he quickly changed his tone, "Okay, no more jokes. But don't call me 'Xiao Yu' anymore. Just call me 'Ayu' like you did last night. It sounds better."
Xu Chuchu cleared her throat and ignored him, taking out a wrapped dagger from her arms. It was the one they had bought from a vendor who claimed to be "selling goods to save his mother" for five hundred taels yesterday before the official auction.
"Isn't this a useless sword?" Xiao Yu thought that Xu Chuchu was being kind and deliberately spending money to buy scrap iron, so he turned around and forgot about the sword.
Xu Chuchu snorted softly, "I'm so frugal, do I look like someone who would be willing to spend five hundred taels on a useless sword?"
She simply thrust the rusty sword into the wine jar and said to Xiao Yu, "Stretch out your hand. I want to take a few drops of your blood."
Xiao Yu obediently stretched out his hand, Xu Chuchu held it, and said "Huh" in surprise.
She turned Xiao Yu's hand over and was shocked to see several deep and shallow scratches on his palm.
"What are you doing..." She remembered that a long time ago when the two of them were fighting against the corpse silkworms in the mausoleum, she wanted to draw a talisman but lacked ink, so Xiao Yu cut his palm and used his blood instead of ink to draw for her.
At that time, his palms were clean and there was no scar at all. How come after these few months, they became so seriously injured?
Xiao Yu usually held her hand with his other hand, so she didn't notice it until today.
"I got hurt while practicing martial arts." Xiao Yu calmly pulled his hand back, cut another wound at the same place, and squeezed the blood into the wine jar as if it were free.
"How much?" he asked as he squeezed.
“…Enough, enough!” Xu Chuchu hurriedly pulled his hand back to check the wound.
The flesh on his palm was torn apart and blood was flowing everywhere. The original scars were no longer visible.
"Just a few drops! Why didn't you listen to me? It doesn't hurt at all?" She looked at Xiao Yu's nonchalant look, and it was wrong to be angry, and it was also wrong to be helpless.
"What's the big deal? My blood is valuable just because it can be of use to you." Xiao Yu skillfully bandaged the wound and pointed at the wine jar. "Hurry up, I'm waiting for you to show your skills."
Xu Chuchu had no choice but to continue. She poured the wine mixed with Xiao Yu's blood on the sword and rubbed it repeatedly with her fingertips.
In a few seconds, the rusty part swelled up and fell off like shrunken bark, revealing the sword body as clean and sharp as a mirror.
"This sword is no worse than the one that was auctioned for over 4,000 taels," she proudly introduced. "They should be able to see the value of this sword, but they don't know how to clean it. If they can't clean it, it's just scrap metal, so no one wants to buy it."
Xiao Yu's eyes widened as he watched. He knew that if a sword got rusted, it could be wiped and polished with knife oil for maintenance, but a sword that was rusted to this extent did not need to be saved at all. It would be faster to forge a new one.
Unexpectedly, Xu Chuchu was able to solve the problem in just a few moves.
"Wash the sword?" he asked in disbelief. "You can wash a sword with wine mixed with blood? I've never heard of that."
"Of course not all swords can be washed." Xu Chuchu laughed, "This sword isn't rusted because it's been sitting for a long time, but because it once killed a great demon."
"Big demon?"
"Yes, the blood of some high-level demons can corrode magical weapons. This corrosion can be cleansed by mixing pure yang blood with wine." She gently brushed the blade. "And you prefer a short sword to a long sword, right?"
"Yes." Xiao Yu was stunned. He could use both long sword and short sword, but because the fan he usually used was also a kind of short weapon, he was better at using the short sword.
"Wait, you bought it for me?" he asked in surprise.
"What else?" Xu Chuchu asked back, "Your current cultivation level isn't very high, so the fan is still useful. But when you reach level four or five in the future, the fan won't be able to unleash your full potential. It's better to use a proper magical weapon."
Xiao Yu felt as sweet as honey when she saw her serious explanation.
The sword itself is light and can be used by both men and women. He subconsciously thought that Xu Chuchu prepared it for him, but he didn't expect that she was still thinking about him all the time.
"Thank you, Chuchu." He moved closer to her, sticky and sticky.
Xu Chuchu felt that he wanted to make a move again, so she quickly put the dagger into his hand and said nervously, "You haven't tried it yet to see if it's suitable for you. You don't care about the gift I gave you at all."
Xiao Yu couldn't bear the accusation, so he quickly took it and waved it in the air a few times with his backhand.
After cleaning, the blade was extremely sharp and even made an ethereal sound when it cut through the air.
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