From Chen Tuwa's name, which was full of rustic flavor, one could tell that he was an honest farmer's child.
Because his grades were average and his family was not rich, Chen Tuwa dropped out of middle school and followed his father home to farm in order to let his younger brother continue his studies.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would be like his father for the rest of his life. If he was lucky, he might be able to marry a wife and continue the family line.
Of course, if that was the case, this story could not continue. Therefore, not long ago, Chen Tuwa encountered a small accident.
He found an ancient sword in his family's field.
Although he was inclined to hand the ancient sword over to the state, his parents, who were struggling to pay for his younger brother's school fees, had a different opinion.
In their opinion, the state would only give them 500 yuan at most. It would be better to sell it secretly when a merchant came to the village to collect the goods.
Chen Tuwa wanted to remind his parents that what they were doing was illegal, but when he saw the hopeful look in his parents' eyes, he could only sigh.
That night, Chen Tuwa followed his parents' instructions and wiped the sword with a cloth dipped in vegetable oil. He was also worried that he would be exposed.
As he wiped, the mud child's eyes could not help but be attracted to the beautiful sword.
The broadsword-like body was made of some unknown metal, and it was a bright silver with a faint cyan hue. At first, it was not obvious because it was attached to the soil, but after all the soil was wiped away, the bright sword body and the exquisite and complex red patterns on the sword body complemented each other, making it look beautiful and enchanting. There was no trace of rust at all, which made Chen Tuwa wonder if he had made a mistake, and if this thing was not an antique at all.
He had seen the so-called King of Yue's sword on TV before, but the sword in his hand was clearly much more beautiful than the King of Yue's sword. It was simply like a piece of art.
Just as he came back to his senses and was about to continue wiping, a clear voice suddenly sounded from above his head.
"Hey, little brat, are you the one who found me?"
Chen Tuwa was shocked and almost knocked over the bowl of vegetable oil.
He looked up and saw a translucent woman floating in the air.
This surreal scene scared him so much that even his scream was stuck in his throat. He could only retreat to the corner of the wall and stare in horror with his eyes wide open. He pointed his finger at the other party and made a loud noise in his throat.
"What kind of coward is this …"
Even the 'female ghost' was shocked by his cowardly appearance.
"You, you actually spoke!"
"Nonsense, of course you can speak! It's better to say how slow you are! "The female ghost roared.
"Yiyiyiyiyiyi-!"
This made Chen Tuwa even more afraid. The plots of movies such as "The Curse", "Maul Street", and "Midnight Bell" that he had seen at his classmate's house suddenly appeared in his mind.
Why did that guy always show him these horror movies!
"Ai, you should calm down. You can't even speak properly if you keep acting like a coward."
Seeing Chen Tuwa like he was about to die of a heart attack, the female ghost sighed helplessly and tried to speak in an amiable tone.
"Father, mother, your child is unfilial and is about to die …"
"That's why I said calm down, you coward!!!"
— — Parting Line-
When Chen Tuwa really calmed down and was able to talk to the other party, the female ghost was already exhausted. Her body became more transparent as if she would disappear at any time.
"So you're not the female ghost, but the immortal in this sword?"
Chen Tuwa looked at the other party and said in disbelief.
Until now, he finally had the time to look at the other party's appearance.
The female ghost … ahem, immortal was indeed dressed like she had run out of a period movie. Unfortunately, Chen Tuwa couldn't tell the difference between the different dynasties of the celestial dynasty, so he didn't know which era her clothes were from.
In addition, the female ghost's hairstyle was a combination of a bun and two ponytails. Paired with her snow-white hair, it unexpectedly didn't look out of place with her clothes.
"That's right, that's it. You can get my help, you should be happy! "
"Isn't 'I' the emperor's title?"
"Nonsense, in the era I was born, it was just a normal title, it has the same meaning as' I '!"
Then can't you just call yourself 'I'?
Chen Tuwa secretly muttered in his heart. Of course, he didn't have the courage to say it out loud. For this ordinary village child who was just scared to death, the female ghost and immortal were both existences that made him feel fear.
"Then, great immortal, what do you want to do?"
"Heh heh, don't worry. As my discoverer, I will bring you endless wealth and supreme power! What you need to do now is cut your finger and drip your blood on my sword … That's right, it's the so-called dripping blood to recognize you as its master! "
Chen Tuwa was silent for a moment and then shook his head.
"No, I've decided to hand this sword over to the country."
"Why?!"
The female ghost obviously didn't expect him to say that.
Of course it's because it's scary …
Chen Tuwa, who had never read a web novel before, was not familiar with this kind of plot, so he continued muttering in his heart.
"No, nothing … Also, even if I don't do it, I can get someone else to do it, right?" Chen Tuwa, who was afraid that the female ghost would notice what he was thinking, immediately tried to cover it up.
"Unfortunately, only you, the discoverer, can see me and hear my voice," the female ghost said with a regretful expression. The female ghost showed a regretful expression. "So, although I'm not happy, you're the only one who can help me … Anyway, if you're afraid of pain, you can get some human blood and sprinkle it on me."
"…"
As long as it's human blood? No, if I think about it from another perspective, does this female ghost need human blood?
Chen Tuwa subconsciously understood the hidden meaning in her words.
This female ghost really isn't a good person! Which immortal wants to drink human blood?!
"Um, I'm still a bit scared, how about you cut my finger?"
After noticing that the female ghost didn't seem to have done anything for a long time, Chen Tuwa immediately showed his usual honest expression and said to the female ghost.
"Right now, I can't affect reality, so just get some blood …"
Without waiting for the ghost to finish, Chen Tuwa, who had obtained the information he wanted, immediately found a rag and wrapped it around the sword. Then, he used a straw rope to wrap it around the sword several times. After that, he ran to the yard, dug a hole with a shovel, and threw the sword into it to bury it.
After doing all this, Chen Tuwa wiped off his sweat and looked refreshed.
"Okay, take a bath and go to sleep."
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