Zhu Changyang looked down on Shuo Hui's circle of friends in his heart, then took out an umbrella and followed the person who brought the news, wading through the shallow puddles and walking towards the street next to him.
There are many roads in the city, but the road surface is very smooth and not difficult to walk on.
After turning several corners, they finally came to an alley lined with shops. Due to the heavy rain in recent days, there were few pedestrians on the road and the shops looked deserted, but when they saw Zhu Changyang passing by, they all greeted him warmly.
"Shuo Huijun, are you done with your work?"
"You've worked hard, come inside and take a rest."
Someone even brought him some hot tea.
Zhu Changyang felt the enthusiasm of the citizens, and a warm feeling arose in his heart, as well as an indescribable sense of intimacy.
This feeling did not seem to come from the power of an illusion, but rather came from the bottom of his heart, as if he had already known these people for a long time.
Zhu Changyang responded patiently one by one, and after a while he finally arrived at a small grocery store.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a figure in black standing in front of the counter. The figure was tall and straight, with an extraordinary aura. In front of him was a pile of various materials.
The shopkeeper stood behind the counter and said with embarrassment: "Mr. Jun, it's fine if you take a little at a time. If you take so much, I really can't do business..."
"But I want all of these." The man in black said confidently, but also a little unhappy, "And I've said it several times, I won't take them for free..."
The familiar voice startled Zhu Changyang slightly.
"You obviously didn't pay before..." the shopkeeper muttered softly. He saw Zhu Changyang coming in from the corner of his eye and immediately felt like he saw a savior, "Mr. Shuohui, you're finally here!"
As soon as the three words "Shuo Huijun" came out, the back of the man in black froze visibly, but he still pretended to be calm and turned around, "What are you doing here? Didn't I say I would come to find you later?"
An extremely handsome face appeared before my eyes, with delicate features and eyebrows, as if he had walked out of a painting.
Zhu Changyang had carefully caressed the slanted eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips at night.
Although he had a premonition, Zhu Changyang couldn't help but tremble slightly: "Sir..."
"Are they talking nonsense again?" The man in black interrupted with great experience, and angrily said, "I didn't steal anything, I just bought it on credit."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
It turns out that Brother Ci was like this ten thousand years ago!
At this moment, Zhu Changyang was finally completely certain that the blurry figure he had seen countless times in his dreams was really Jun Shu.
It is a natural demon species that was born from the Land of Ten Thousand Demons ten thousand years ago.
It was finally confirmed that Jun Shu was the one who made an agreement with "Shuohui" during the flood.
Jun Shu at this point in time was obviously not as good at pretending to be decent as he would be later. He had an obvious murderous aura and sharp eyes. But when he looked at Zhu Changyang, he softened a little, paused for a moment, and continued unnaturally: "I am a good person, how could I do bad things!"
A guest hiding from the rain nearby couldn't help but interrupt: "Mr. Jun, this is not the first time you have... "
"Humph!" Jun Shu's face darkened and he said angrily, "You are talking nonsense!"
"Alright, alright." Zhu Changyang wiped his face and stepped forward to comfort her skillfully. "What do you want?"
Jun suddenly glanced at the small mountain on the counter, and his tone was rarely more reserved: "These... all."
"… "
Zhu Changyang was not surprised at all. He was about to take out the spirit stone when he suddenly remembered that this was ten thousand years ago and the currency used for transactions might not be the same as in later generations.
Seeing his hesitation, the shopkeeper thought he was short of money and said hurriedly, "If Shuo Huijun wants it, just take it. The money doesn't matter..."
Jun Shu glared at him and said faintly: "That's not what you said to me just now!"
The shopkeeper remained calm and said, "Lord Shuohui has been very kind to the whole city, and we have no way to repay him."
Jun Shu thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement: "That's right."
"No, no, no." Zhu Changyang sweated for a moment, and simply took out some sugar and biscuits, saying, "I'll use these to exchange."
Jun Shu was curious: "What is this?"
Zhu Changyang was very experienced and gave him a handful, "You have some too."
The shopkeeper didn't know what it was at first, but after taking a bite under his guidance, he was immediately surprised and delighted, but he refused repeatedly: "No, no, it's too expensive!"
Zhu Changyang thought his reaction was a bit exaggerated. After listening for a while, he finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that due to continuous heavy rains for several days, transportation outside the city was cut off, fertile fields were destroyed, and now there was a shortage of food everywhere.
Thanks to Shuohui's foresight, Yongze City harvested the crops at the beginning of the rainy season and stockpiled meat, firewood and other daily necessities in advance, which is why it has managed to hold on until now.
Even so, if the heavy rain does not stop, it may be difficult to sustain.
At a time like this, any coarse grain is extremely precious, let alone this kind of unprecedented exquisite food.
Zhu Changyang felt mixed emotions for a moment, but insisted that the shopkeeper accept it.
The shopkeeper was both happy and ashamed. After thinking for a while, he finally made up his mind. He looked at Jun Shu and said resolutely, "Then from now on, if Mr. Jun comes to my shop and sees something he likes, just take it and you don't have to pay for it!"
Zhu Changyang: “…”
Shopkeeper, isn't this price too high? !
Jun Shu was not happy at all and stressed: "I told you I'm not taking it for free, I'm buying it on credit!"
"Okay." The shopkeeper readily agreed, "From now on, Mr. Jun can buy on credit in my shop as much as he wants."
Jun Shu: “…”
Zhu Changyang was both amused and confused. He quickly asked the shopkeeper to pack up the things and took Jun Shu out of the store.
Jun Shu looked up at the sky, and his already unfriendly expression darkened: "If the rain doesn't stop, the world will be in trouble..."
"That's right." Zhu Changyang was also in a heavy mood, but he said nothing. He just handed over the package in his hand and said, "Here are the things you want."
"That's for you." Jun Shu casually threw a candy into his mouth and said slowly, "Didn't you say that you haven't been out of the city for too long and you don't have enough materials?"
Zhu Changyang was startled: "Is that so..."
Jun Shu snorted coldly and said angrily, "I wanted to wait until the rain stopped, then go to the mountain to get some back to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper didn't believe me."
Zhu Changyang laughed unconsciously and said, "They just don't understand you. After a while, they will know that you are really a good person."
Jun Shuyuan was still angry, but when he heard this, his ears slightly reddened, and he turned his face away, saying disdainfully, "Flower talk."
"Really." Zhu Changyang coughed lightly and said solemnly, "Even if it takes ten thousand years, you will still be the best person in my heart."
"You..." Jun Shu turned around suddenly and looked at him in surprise for a while, "You are already thinking about what will happen ten thousand years later."
He sighed and said helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you, okay then."
Zhu Changyang:
How come your fraudulent gestures from ten thousand years ago are so smooth
Zhu Changyang was too weak to complain and wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Jun Shu's raised mouth. The breath stuck in his throat suddenly disappeared, and he shook his head in amusement and anger, "Okay."
Jun Shu was in a good mood. Seeing that Zhu Changyang had nothing to say, he thought he was embarrassed and changed the subject considerately, saying, "By the way, didn't you say you would forge a sword tassel for our good friend? When will you do it?"
Zhu Changyang: "Who is our good friend?"
"You forgot already?" Jun Shu took out a long sword as crystal clear as ice and snow from his pocket, "Here."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
It's you, the Water-Repelling Sword!
"You are indeed my good friend." Zhu Changyang laughed and couldn't help but raise his hand to hold it as usual, but the moment he touched the hilt of the sword, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Your sword is so useful. It is really our good friend. Let's make a sword tassel for it together."
This time Zhu Changyang was in a conscious state and heard it clearly—it was his own voice.
To be precise, it is the voice shared by him and "Shuohui".
Zhu Changyang's doubts grew deeper, but his expression remained calm. He withdrew his hand and said, "Then let's practice now."
It just so happened that the package of materials I got from the business contained bird feathers and bird bones.
He found the things and handed them to Jun Shu: "Let's refine them together."
Jun Shu looked embarrassed: "I don't know how to refine weapons."
"It doesn't matter." Zhu Changyang was not surprised and said with a smile, "I'll teach you."
As he spoke, he held Jun Shu's wrist and opened his palm upwards, "Follow my instructions, take your time..."
"Oh." Jun Shu's wrist stiffened slightly, and his fingers subconsciously wanted to tighten, but immediately opened a little more, making things even more obvious.
Then Zhu Changyang asked, "That's it. Do you understand?"
Jun Shu: “…”
"You speak too fast." Jun Shu frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again."
Zhu Changyang:
There are only two tips in total!
He couldn't help but have a little doubt about the learning ability of the natural demon species, but he still repeated it patiently.
This time Jun Shu learned very quickly. As soon as he finished reciting the formula, his palm suddenly lit up and a golden flame rose up.
"It's OK." Zhu Changyang relaxed his brows and continued to instruct Jun Shu to put the feathers and bird bones into the spiritual fire for tempering.
Since traveling through time, Zhu Changyang has been refining industrial electrical appliances and has hardly ever refined traditional magical instruments.
This was his first time to refine the sword tassel.
But as he watched the feathers and bird bones gradually take shape in the flames, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.
This scene was like those blurry images, as if it had happened a long time ago and was just being replayed in an illusion.
Soon, the refining was completed.
The newly-made sword tassel was so rough that it was almost primitive, but Jun Shu was very satisfied with it. He hung it on the crystal sword without hesitation and admired it carefully. "Not bad, it's the icing on the cake. It will definitely make chopping wood faster in the future."
The light of the long sword suddenly dimmed.
Jun Shu ignored the change in the sword light and looked at Zhu Changyang: "I always remember your words."
After I picked up this sword, all the demons said it was the sword of destruction, but you said—
"The sword that destroys the world may also become the weapon that saves the world."
(End of this chapter)