Quickly wear it for your wish

Chapter 3 Young Master Lin Lang (3)

"Qiu Ju, what is this?"

After three days, Mingyue finally packed up everything and was ready to go down the mountain, but...
Qiu Ju, what do you mean by carrying seven swords on your back? Could it be that the master prepared for her to practice at the same time in order to increase the difficulty?

But this is too much, she doesn't have seven hands!

"Miss, the master said that he broke a sword for you, so he paid seven for each broken sword, so he sent these seven swords. He also said that you can use any one you want depending on your mood."

This time, it wasn't just Mingyue who was struggling, Qiuju was also a little helpless with her master's sudden request.

Although she is not young, she always looks like a slender girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The weight of the seven swords on her back can also be ignored, but when she goes out like this, no matter how you look at it, she feels like a sword maker, and it is still the kind that has never been sold.
"Master has gone down the mountain?"

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Qiu Ju, Mingyue expressed her admiration for her master's bad taste.

It's really not more ferocious, but fortunately Qiu Ju's martial arts are good, otherwise the weight of the seven swords would be too heavy.
Even normal adults may not be able to recite it.

"The master said that he should attract other people's attention first, and you just have to have fun."

After returning from the back mountain three days ago, Qiu Ju discovered that the atmosphere between the master and the lady had changed.

But this situation, which is no longer so rigid, is developing in a good direction after all, except that the master's bad taste made her a little unlucky
"Why don't I come? I always feel that the master wants me to practice weight-bearing."

Mingyue reached out and took a sword from Qiu Ju's back. After observing it in her hand, she sighed helplessly. This master is really full of bad intentions.
"Qiu Ju, did the master deliver it with a box?"

Putting the long sword in her hand back on Qiuju's back, Mingyue probably guessed what was going on.

"There are indeed boxes, but the Seven Swords are seven boxes. If you even carry the boxes on your back,"

Thinking of that possibility, Qiu Ju's face turned pale. She didn't want to go out carrying a pile of wooden boxes!
"Let's go back and look at the box first, there should be a mechanism."

Going out with so many swords on your back, still want to have fun?
This is definitely impossible. Each sword is a rare and top-quality series, and this is a set.

So the problem must be in those boxes, it's just that Qiu Ju didn't see the problem.

"organ?"

It's not that Qiu Ju didn't see the mechanism, but she didn't feel any difference in those boxes at all.

Now the two went back again, looking at the wooden boxes that had been placed on the table, Mingyue got started without saying a word.

"This"

Every box can be disassembled, but after dismantling, there are a bunch of parts, Qiu Ju looks at it a little bit at a loss, what can be spelled out?

She doesn't understand, but Mingyue understands!

On the original owner's fifth birthday, Wu Junzhuo once gave her a model, which was all made of small wooden blocks. In the end, a half-meter-large palace was put together.

But later in the initial stage of cultivation, because the original owner couldn't hold back the strength in his hands, he accidentally broke it.

At that time, the original owner was crying very sad, and Wu Junzhuo said that he would definitely find something more fun for her in the future, but he hasn't given this kind of thing to her until now.

Now looking at the pieces of wood that she had dismantled, Mingyue's men sped up and pieced together a rectangular wooden box bit by bit.

"All right!"

The sword case was put together, and the seven openings were just enough to hold seven swords.

"That's OK"

Qiu Ju quickly put the seven-handled sword in, and saw that only half of the top of the hilt was exposed, which was really specially configured.

"Okay, I'll just carry this on my back, just practice when I have nothing to do on the road!"

After carrying the sword box, Mingyue felt the weight. Although it wasn't as ferocious as Wu Junzhuo's, it weighed more than five hundred catties.

Sure enough, this is not for Qiu Ju, the master is really not an ordinary trap!

"Miss, is it really all right?"

The weight was still too much. Qiu Ju looked at the young lady with thin arms and legs and sighed in her heart that she couldn't understand what the master meant.

The lady is still in the stage of growing her body, if she presses down like this, she won't grow any longer
It's not like the master is not old, and he doesn't want the young lady to grow up, right?

"Miss, wait a moment, I will pack two more clothes"

Shaking her head quickly, Qiu Ju turned around and took two sets of clothes.

Because she was carrying these swords before, she didn't prepare many things. After all, she bought them casually on the way down the mountain.

But since her hands are empty now, it would be unreasonable not to prepare.

"Okay, let's go down the mountain and buy new ones. Let's go!"

Seeing that everything was done, Mingyue and Qiu Ju walked out of the mountain gate together. However, less than half an hour after they walked out, a figure quietly came down the mountain. After leaving more than a mile, he carefully Take out a homing pigeon and let it fly.

"I didn't expect that Wujun Mountain actually had an inside thief. Take it back and have a good trial to see which family's claws have come in!"

As soon as the pigeon took off, it quickly turned into an ice lump and smashed to the ground. The moment the figure saw this scene, he raised his hand and wanted to kill himself. Unfortunately, he was slow after all.

After his veins were broken in an instant, he was taken away without even having time to utter a cry.

"Master, the lady's guess is indeed correct. These people should have made preparations a long time ago."

A man dressed all in black appeared, took off the scroll from the carrier pigeon and handed it to Ujunzhuo.

This person has half a ghost face on his face, but the other side has a coquettish makeup.

"Send a message to Qiu Ju, telling her to pay more attention on the road, the family is in your hands, I'll go meet some old friends first!"

After reading the contents of the letter, when Wu Junzhuo let go of it, the letter had already turned into fly ash.

"Master, don't worry, the subordinates will guard it!"

The right guardian with a strange face bowed and saluted, but when he raised his head, Wu Junzhuo could no longer be seen.

Because of the way that information was handled, he decided to interrogate himself when he went back, and it seemed that things might be troublesome this time.

On the other side, Mingyue was carrying the sword box and preparing to board the boat, but she just stopped when she lifted her foot.

"Miss, what's the matter?"

The boatman was an old man, and he usually made some food by ferrying people on the shore.

But the young lady who came here today seemed a little strange. What does it mean to stop? Could it be that he didn't like his boat?

The boat is indeed a bit worn out, but it is still possible to ferry a few people across the river.

"Old man, is it possible for your boat to carry a thousand catties?"

Mingyue really didn't dislike the boat, but the total of her belongings probably weighed no less than a thousand catties. It would be bad if someone went up and crushed the boat.

"Isn't it just a thousand pieces of gold? No problem. Although my boat is a bit dilapidated, it's still very clean when I tidy it up on weekdays."

The old man on the ferry didn't understand, he thought she was talking about Miss Qianjin, that daughter
(End of this chapter)