The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#774 - Sword of Warning

The moment the blood mist vanished, everyone within it, except for those who had died, returned to normal.

Everything that had happened before felt like a nightmare.

However, this nightmare brought different feelings to different people.

Not everyone clearly knew what they feared most deep down. For example, there was a merchant who valued money above all else. He always thought he was most afraid of losing all his capital in business. But he didn't expect that when the blood corpse grabbed him and dragged him to the well, he saw his old mother in the countryside suffering from a serious illness, on the verge of death, with no one to take care of her.

When the merchant saw this, he couldn't hold back and burst into tears. As soon as the blood mist disappeared, he immediately ordered his servants to prepare a carriage and horses, intending to go back to his hometown and bring his mother back.

There were also young couples who were quarreling, and they saw their other half getting married to someone else, entering the bridal chamber, which broke their hearts. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. When they saw each other again, their emotions ran deep, and they couldn't help but pledge their love for life.

Of course, there were those who were enlightened, and there were also those who were scared out of their wits, even dying directly, like the old man that Lu Jing and the one-eyed Taoist had encountered earlier.

He was clearly free from any illness and looked healthier than others, but he scared himself to death.

In short, not only Lu Jing and the others, who were supervisors and possessed strange objects, but also many ordinary people trapped in the blood mist spent a night filled with complex emotions.

This Taoist was extremely cunning, appearing very well-behaved on the surface, answering every question, but giving only outdated and useless information. Yet, he spoke in great detail.

If you didn't interrupt him, he could talk for hours, even detailing how many meals he ate a day and how many times he went to the toilet, until the person interrogating him became impatient and prepared to use [Gengzi Twelve] to force him to speak. Only then did Chao Yuan honestly confess the whereabouts of his team of strange objects.

However, two days had passed since the last encounter between the two sides. Anyone who wasn't blind could see the blood mist in the city that night. By the time the supervisors of the Department of Surveillance arrived at the place Chao Yuan had mentioned, it was already deserted. After searching the city several times, they couldn't find any suspicious people and had to end it hastily.

During this time, Lu Jing basically stayed in the academy, practicing his sword and learning weapon refinement from Chi.

After dozens of attempts, Lu Jing finally created his first work.

— A iron shovel.

There was a small rune on it, and its function was very simple, which was to make the iron shovel easier to insert into the soil.

Lu Jing didn't intend to use this thing himself, but prepared it for the shadow puppet.

He had basically given up on preparing to let the shadow puppet participate in combat, and planned to cultivate it in the direction of a full-time butler, striving to achieve one-click management of the medicinal field and fish pond as soon as possible.

In addition, Lu Jing also forged a Yukihira pot for himself. Well, this was just a simple pot, without any runes or formations on it. Lu Jing usually used it to cook noodles and soft-boiled eggs when he was free.

Just as he was wondering if he should make some maocai (Sichuan spicy dish), his small courtyard finally had visitors again.

The visitor was Kui.

She had returned to her previous appearance, with a cold expression and a faint sense of alienation.

However, after seeing her completely collapse that night, curled up behind the water tank, Lu Jing felt that Kui didn't seem so distant and cold anymore.

She obviously had deep and strong emotions like ordinary people, but she usually hid her emotions very well.

Because of Hong Luo, Lu Jing heard about Kui's life experience for the first time, and only then did he know that her parents and an older sister had all passed away when she was very young. Since then, she had always been alone.

Perhaps that was why she wanted to save Hong Luo so much.

Lu Jing asked, "How is your niece?"

"Her body is fine, but her temperament... is still a bit extreme and violent. Especially after learning that Xing Jiang and others are dead, she has added the Department of Surveillance to her list of revenge. The main reason is that the child's mother died early, and no one has disciplined her since she was little."

Kui paused and then said, "But since I found her, then I am her mother. I will help her get rid of her bad habits."

Whether it was his illusion or not, Lu Jing felt a chill when he heard Kui's last sentence.

So he mourned for Hong Luo for three seconds in his heart, and then said to Kui, "When the New Year comes again this year, bring your niece to my place. There are many people at my place now, it's lively."

Kui was stunned for a moment, then didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.

Then she untied the oilcloth bag she was carrying on her back and pushed it in front of Lu Jing, "I have already found the pair of son-mother flying swords that I promised you before."

Lu Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and without refusing or being polite, he directly untied the oilcloth bag.

Inside, there were two flying swords that looked very simple and unadorned, lying quietly.

One was two feet long, and the other was less than seven inches long. The blade looked very thin, feeling almost like a piece of paper, and could be directly attached to the other sword.

Tsk tsk, this set of flying swords seems a bit interesting.

This was the first time Lu Jing had seen such... insidious flying swords being forged.

Not bad, this was his first impression after seeing these two swords, because when these two swords were combined, you couldn't see the sub-sword at all if you didn't look closely.

Imagine you are fighting someone, dismantling moves one by one, blocking the flying sword shot by the opponent, but unexpectedly, the sub-sword hidden in the dark suddenly launches.

Caught off guard, nine out of ten people will be stabbed through the heart!

Very good, this set of flying swords can fully educate the other side on why they should value harmony when going out, and not use force when they can use words, which has considerable warning significance.

Lu Jing refined them on the spot and then put them into his sword box.

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