Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Chapter 143 The Next Door

The sleepy old man in front of the stove opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy and full of turbidity, as if he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or not.

But in an instant.

It seemed like a ball of fire rose up and burned the turbidity, leaving only clarity.

"...It turns out that our good granddaughter is here."

"Grandpa, I'll take Zhenren Xu to get that mirror."

"Mirror? Oh, grandpa knows. My good granddaughter, please step aside so you don't get caught in the fire."

The only stove in the small blacksmith shop had no fire at all.

Where did the fire come from?

Chu Huijie obviously knew what her grandfather was referring to, so she took a few steps back. Xu Nian didn't show off, and silently stood at the same position as Chu Huijie.

The old man named Chu Tiangong stood up and left the recliner leisurely. It seemed that his waist was a little stiff from lying down for a long time. He slowly twisted his muscles twice and beat his lower back a few times.

Then, he slapped the shabby little stove.

The fire suddenly burst into flames, almost bursting with light.

The overflowing heat changed the temperature in this small blacksmith shop from the coolness of late autumn to the scorching heat in just a moment. The heat wave rushing out of the furnace was not only overwhelming, but could incinerate people!

Can this dilapidated stove withstand such a fierce flame?

Couldn't it be...the furnace exploded?

Xu Nian was horrified. He didn't have time to think too much and quietly started Spirit Power, planning that if the furnace exploded, he could block the gushing flames in time and protect Chu Tiangong and Chu Huijie. Sun.

However, the accident that could turn the blacksmith shop into a sea of ​​​​fire did not happen.

No matter how fierce the flames in the furnace are, they are completely trapped in the hearth by this old furnace. No matter how powerful the flames are, they cannot escape.

Chu Tiangong stood in front of the stove, as if he couldn't feel the heat that could burn someone.

He slowly turned back, glanced at Xu Nian, and smiled kindly: "No need to worry, Master Xu. Although I am old, I can't even take care of my own stove."

Xu Nian lamented that he still had little experience and had never seen the uncanny workmanship of the blacksmith Great Master.

A bit of a fuss.

And in The next moment.

Chu Tiangong opened Xu Nian's horizons again.

He stuck his hand into the stove!

The ruthless iron hand groped left and right in the fierce flames, as easily as rummaging for items in a backpack.

not for a while.

He took out a small silver mirror.

The fire also went out.

"Here, Master Xu, this is the re-refined demon-seeking mirror."

"It's no longer a piece of junk made up of shoddy products."

"To be honest, being able to reproduce this lost object with my own hands is a pleasure for a person like me."

Chu Tiangong was happy, but Chu Huijie was a little embarrassed.

She coughed and corrected: "Grandpa, it's not Xu, it's Xu, Master Xu."

The old man touched his head and said blankly: "It's not Xu, it's Xu, Master Xu?"

"It's not Xu, it's Xu, the Xu of Shuangyu."

"Oh oh oh, it turns out it's not Xu, it's the double Yu Zhenren? The name of Zhenren is a bit convoluted."

Xu Nian was feeling the difference in the re-refined demon-seeking mirror. After listening to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, he realized that the old man had mispronounced his last name.

It wasn't Chu Huijie who said it, but he thought it was because the old man had a slight accent and his speech was not standard.

But despite all the corrections, I still don’t get it right?

Chu Huijie gave up correcting her grandfather, and turned to look at Xu Nian, with a helpless smile, and explained apologetically, "I'm sorry, my grandfather is old and hard of hearing, and he often mishears or hears half of it."

Xu Nian smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing, I didn't take it to heart."

"Who said I'm deaf? Did Chuxiong say it for that kid? My good granddaughter, you can't listen to your father's nonsense. It's obvious that he often slurs his speech, and he blames me for being deaf. What a pity Filial son..."

The old man is no longer deaf now.

Hearing it clearly, he immediately cursed, and Dong Chu, who had never shown his face in the next door, was scolded in the air.

Father scolds son.

Chu Huijie, who is both a granddaughter and a daughter, had no choice but to smile helplessly.

next door.

"...Ah Choo—"

Chu Xiongwei sneezed suddenly. He rubbed his itchy nose and felt chills all over his body for no reason. It's cold. It shouldn't be a cold.

The blacksmith Great Master, who was in his prime, couldn't think of a reason, and looked at the desert man who came to collect the reward.

"Heavenly Devil taught Dharma protector Huo Zheng, did you kill it?"

Aleph cupped fist and said with a smile: "It was I who cut off Huo Zheng's head, then traveled all the way to Dayan's Yujing City, and delivered his head to Chu Great Master, it's true Sure enough, that should be enough, right?"

Chu Xiongwei nodded.

Isn’t that the reason for offering rewards in the world?

As long as the head Aleph brought is real.

As for how he killed Heavenly Devil Cult Protector Huo Zheng.

Are you working alone, are there others to help you, or are you taking advantage of others' danger?

None of this matters.

To take a step back, Mr. Zhenmasi Shaxun dispatched the four major gold-clothed sieges. Even if Aleph gathered a group of people to beat Huo Zheng to death, no one would think there was anything wrong with it.

As long as he carries the head to Chu's blacksmith shop, the reward should belong to him.

Chu Xiong drank a large bowl of tea in one gulp.

Not to taste tea, but to quench thirst.

He put down the teacup and asked, "Tell me about your needs. What kind of weapon do you want?"

Aleph said with a smile: "There is no need for the Great Master Chu to tailor it for me. If I am right, the reward should be the chance for the Great Master Chu to cast it once, right? I wonder if the Great Master Chu can accommodate me and make the tailor-made What about building that becomes repairing?”

"We have to see what you want me to repair first."

Chu Xiong had no choice but to tailor-make a brand new weapon because he didn't want to worry about it, but he also didn't agree rashly.

Although tailor-made is from scratch.

But the difficulty of repair depends on what kind of weapon it is and how damaged it is.

From bad to good and from scratch, the former is not necessarily simpler than the latter.

"Then I'll trouble Great Master Chu to take a look at it."

What Aleph took out was a scimitar.

The handle of the knife looks like it is made of gold, and the snake-shaped blade is as thin as a wing.

It's not ordinary at first glance.

It's a pity that this is a knife with a broken handle.

The blade broke in two.

Chu Xiong looked at the broken knife for a while, carefully looked at the texture of the fracture, he raised his head to look at Aleph, narrowed his eyes slightly: "If I didn't miss it, this should be the Heavenly Serpent Sword, right?"

"Great Master Chu has good eyesight."

This is admitted.

Chu Xiong put down the broken Heavenly Serpent Sword: "So, you are a member of the desert royal family?"