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Chapter 36 36. The Sword Thief

"Gululu..."

The small hot pot was steaming, and He Juping was fiddling with it. The others couldn't help, so they started checking their phones.

Cheng Duoduo first leaned over to her ear and chatted about the rumors in the supernatural world for a while, then felt discomfort in her lower abdomen and went to find a place to go to the toilet.

After sitting in the car for a whole morning, Cheng Duoduo was the first to want to go to the toilet, and then she brought everyone else along who wanted to go to the toilet.

In an instant, of the six people from the War Alliance, only Jiang Jianxin and He Juping were left.

The latter, holding a fan in his left hand and a soup spoon in his right, was busy fanning the hot pot and adding water, while the former drew his sword and began to polish it.

The Little Sword Master wrote in detail in his diary a complete set of maintenance procedures for the Tangguang Sword. After the end of the world, Jiang Jianxin was pushed forward and had no time to maintain his sword wife.

Now that I have some free time, I naturally start to take care of my wife.

"Cleaning Technique, Light-Calling Water, Black Stone Polishing..."

Jiang Jianxin took out Peppa Pig's diary from the sword space and recited the steps on it.

Although Little Sword Master wrote it in great detail, Jiang Jianxin was still at a loss as to what to do when she placed her sword wife on the ground.

She took out the small bottle of something called Light-Calling Water from the sword intent space.

It was a small porcelain green bottle, crystal clear and very beautiful in appearance, but only the size of Jiang Jianxin's little finger, and it looked like it would not be used many times.

Jiang Jianxin popped the stopper of the light-calling water and poured the entire bottle onto the Tangguang Sword.

"Wow————"

This unassuming little bottle of water flowed out like a tap, spilling light blue light-calling liquid all over the floor.

"Master Jiang, do you want to wash your hands? Oh, don't get them on the hot pot!"

He Juping, who was fiddling with the hot pot, said in distress when he saw the water flowing past Jiang Jianxin.

The latter hastily apologized:
"Right, I'm sorry."

Jiang Jianxin didn't expect that such a small bottle of something would be like a mountain spring source, filled with endless blue liquid. She quickly turned the bottle upside down and plugged it in.

"Om——"

A sword sounded, and the Tangguang Sword on the ground suddenly lit up.

Because too much light-calling water was added, the metal Tangguang Sword emitted a bright silver light, almost blinding people's eyes.

Jiang Jianxin hissed and quickly put the sword back into the scabbard, letting the ancient scabbard temporarily block its light.

He Juping didn't know what she was doing and didn't ask much. He was a person who focused on food. He took a rag from the storage watch, wiped away the water, and continued to light his fragrant hot pot.

"Da da……"

Just then, a little girl came over from the side.

She had her hair tied up in a bun, a big pink bow, and a blue skirt. She was holding a doll and slowly came to He Juping's side. She looked at him with her big watery eyes and said:

"Uncle, can I have a taste of hot pot?"

The people in the glass partition were all from various factions. The supernatural world was becoming increasingly young. He Juping saw that she was neatly dressed and thought that this little girl was a member of a certain faction, so he said,

"Of course you can, but the hot pot isn't cooked yet. Please sit there and wait for a while. When it's cooked, I'll get you some vegetables and meat."

Jiang Jianxin glanced at the little girl's tender face, which was no more than five or six years old, and then glanced at He Juping, who was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, but had an anxious look on his face as if he were in his forties or fifties.

For a moment, I didn't know whether this call of "brother" was just him painting the old cucumber green.

The little girl came to Jiang Jianxin and sat down with the doll in her arms. She glanced at Jiang Jianxin's serious face, then looked at her sword curiously and asked:

"Sister, is this your weapon?"

Jiang Jianxin nodded and said:
"Yes." The little girl cried out and said softly:
"Its pattern is really beautiful. Can I touch it?"

The Tangguang Sword was not unsheathed. The little girl was talking about its scabbard. Jiang Jianxin thought about it and thought that there was nothing wrong with touching the scabbard, so he said:

"OK."

The little girl stretched out her hand and touched it, then withdrew her hand contentedly.

He Juping over there was inviting her to eat hot pot, and the little girl said sweetly to Jiang Jianxin:
"I'm going to eat hot pot first. Thank you, sister."

Jiang Jianxin nodded, and the little girl ran away happily and sat down by the hot pot area.

After the girl left, Jiang Jianxin stared at the Tangguang Sword for a while, thinking about the dazzling light of the Tangguang Sword.

——She used too much force just now. Did she break her wife’s sword?
Unable to resist the urge to do so, Jiang Jianxin rubbed his hands, raised the sword and turned it sideways, and pulled it out a little from the scabbard to see whether the light had disappeared.

"Om——"

Perhaps it was due to the light and angle, but the bright edge of the Tangguang Sword revealed the blurry figure of a man.

"Wow————"

The silver light brought by the Light-Calling Water had disappeared. Jiang Jianxin pulled out the sword little by little. The sword body was long and sharp, and the man's figure became clearer and clearer.

He was a young man wearing a purple robe, with long hair tied up with a light yellow headband.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged next to the hot pot, holding a palm-sized children's bowl with small red flowers painted on it, and eating something with his head grunting.

Before Jiang Jianxin could narrow his eyes in confusion and figure out what was happening on the sword's edge, he saw the young man reflected in the sword's image raise his head from his children's bowl.

At the same time, a childish voice sounded over at the hot pot restaurant:
"Uncle, this pickled cabbage is delicious, I want more!"

Jiang Jianxin: “…”

She was a little confused at first, but now she completely understands it.

Jiang Jianxin closed the sword with a "snap" sound, turned it into a small paper sword and put it in his pocket. Then he walked to the hot pot with a bold move, glared at the little girl, and said to He Juping:
"I want to eat hot pot too."

The little girl held up the small wooden chopsticks and looked at her innocently, her big round eyes.

"Pah-pah-pah"

The glass partition door opened, and the War Alliance members who had gone to the restroom came back together, chatting and laughing. Cheng Duoduo happened to hear Jiang Jianxin's words from outside the door. She walked over quickly, sat down next to her lively, and shouted happily:

"Hey, Senior He, is hot pot ready?"

This sentence ignited the enthusiasm of the people in the War Alliance, and they all said:

"Hot pot needs pickles, and I have pickles in my space."

"I have bowls and chopsticks here, let's eat!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Lao He. It smells so good!"

……

The colleagues were arguing, and Jiang Jianxin glanced at the side. The little girl had slipped away at some point, and only the little red flower children's bowl was left next to it. The vegetables and meat in it had been eaten up, and not even any soup was left.

"Hey, Kenshin, this pork belly is super delicious!"

The colleagues started eating very quickly. Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, Cheng Duoduo put a piece of pork belly in her bowl.

The pork belly that had been simmering for a long time emitted a soft and rotten aroma in the bowl that numbed the nose. Jiang Jianxin took a deep breath and inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

She subconsciously touched her pocket.

——Wait, where is my Tangguang Sword?

(End of this chapter)