"Sigh …"
Chen Tuwa let out a long sigh.
Ever since the incident with the Emperor's Sword, he had been sent to Jiang Jin by Ding Yang, who worshipped the "Immortal Master" like crazy.
Although Jiang Jin was not far from his hometown, Southern Chu, and it would take about one and a half hours to get there by high-speed rail, the cost of the high-speed rail was not a small expense for someone like him who was cash-strapped.
Of course, this was not the reason why Chen Tuwa sighed.
Actually, he was quite satisfied with the current situation.
Originally, he had been prepared to be put under house arrest by those people, but they had only warned him not to use the power of the Emperor's Sword and had not restricted his personal freedom. Even if he wanted to leave Jiang Jin, he only needed to inform the people in the Super Administration Office.
The explanation given to Chen Tuwa's parents was that Ding Yang, as the boss of a large company, had met Tu Wazi by accident. He felt that Tu Wazi was simple, honest, and trustworthy. He wanted to nurture Tu Wazi well, so he sent Tu Wazi to study abroad. For this reason, not only did Ding Yang give Chen Tuwa's parents a sum of money, he also took care of Chen Tuwa's little brother's tuition.
Chen Tuwa was quite grateful to that guy for this.
"Sigh …"
After another long sigh, the Emperor's Sword Spirit, who had been floating behind Chen Tuwa, could not stand it anymore.
"You are now the Sword Master of the Emperor's Sword, how can you be so dispirited! You're too unbecoming! "The Sword Spirit girl said unhappily with her hands on her hips.
"I'm not the type to study … I said I had two days off this time, but there were actually twelve pieces of homework! I'd rather run back to that haunted house and fight with the monsters there than do this kind of thing. "
Chen Tuwa looked exhausted.
"That kind of thing, can't you just write it down quickly?! Get your spirits up! "
"Don't mess around, you're not the one doing it, of course it's easy for you to say …"
"I'm not messing around, it's very easy!"
"I don't believe you, unless you do it for me."
"Let's do it. How can a problem of this level be difficult for me?"
"Oh, so powerful. As expected of the sword spirit of the Son of Heaven's sword!"
Chen Tuwa applauded in admiration.
"Hehe, Lord Sword Master, you finally know the benefits of this Emperor ~"
This made the sword spirit girl, who was usually scolded by Chen Tuwa, very happy. She puffed out her flat chest proudly, completely not noticing that Chen Tuwa was showing a "plan" expression in a corner that she couldn't see.
The two of them (or rather, one human and one spirit) chatted as they walked. They planned to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients and then go to the apartment that Ding Yang had rented for them. Because he was afraid that the Emperor's Sword would be exposed, Chen Tuwa did not live in the school dormitory.
However, he did not feel that it was a pity. After all, those little brats in school who had not experienced the hardships of the world had a different outlook on life from him. Putting everything else aside, just his name alone had caused him to be teased many times, both openly and secretly, ever since he had transferred to this school.
"Little brother, please stop for a moment!"
Just as Chen Tuwa was waiting for the sidewalk to turn green, an old man who was dressed like a priest but was holding prayer beads in his hand. If one looked closely, one could see the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams pattern on his clothes. He gave off a nondescript feeling as he called out to him from behind.
"Grandpa, what's the matter?"
Because of the recent cases of fake falls, Chen Tuwa quietly distanced himself from the other party. After confirming that he was currently within the surveillance camera's range, he responded to the other party.
"I see that little brother, your forehead is full, your face is red, and your bones are exquisite. You are a one in a million good seedlings, and your future is limitless. However, at this time, there is a wisp of black gas above your head that has not dissipated. I'm afraid that there is an ominous thing lingering around you, so I wanted to come over and make a good karma with you and give you some pointers. I know of a good teahouse nearby. Why don't we go there and talk in detail?"
The old man did not seem to notice Chen Tuwa's vigilance towards him at all. He was still happily trying to curry favor with him.
"What?! This old man actually dares to say that I am an ominous thing! Sword Master, don't hold me back. If I don't kill him, I won't be called the Sword of Heaven! "
The sword spirit girl, who was originally in a good mood, immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on (although she was originally floating in the air). She rolled up her long sleeves and pretended to hit the old man.
However, she was scared back by Chen Tuwa's gaze.
This made Chen Tuwa feel that he had taught her well. At the same time, he began to deeply reflect on whether he was usually too strict with this girl, so much so that a single gaze could scare her to this extent.
Then, he immediately switched to the simple and honest appearance of a country bumpkin. An embarrassed expression appeared on his incomparably simple face. "Oh, Master, my mother said that I can't walk with strangers outside."
"You are treating me as an outsider. Meeting is fate, and naturally, we are no longer strangers." The old man smiled slightly like a Maitreya Buddha. He did not look unhappy at all because of Chen Tuwa's refusal.
But the more it was like this, the more Chen Tuwa did not want to have anything to do with him — regardless of whether this fellow could really vaguely see the sword spirit of the Sword of Heaven or was simply a liar.
"No, no, I have to listen to my mother." Thus, he shook his head like a rattle drum. "Master, the light is green. I will leave first."
After saying that, he ignored the other party's obstruction and ran directly across the road, disappearing around the corner at the fastest speed possible.
"Hahaha ~ Master Sword Master, I realize that sometimes you are quite capable. Did you see that old man's expression just now? I am dying of laughter ~ "
The sword spirit girl held her stomach and laughed without caring about her image. If it were not for the fact that ordinary people could not hear her voice, perhaps everyone on the street would have been attracted to her.
"Son of Heaven, if you meet that old man in the future, try to keep a distance from him."
After taking a few breaths, Chen Tuwa felt that he seemed to have neglected his training recently and reminded the girl.
"Eh? Why? That kind of old man, I can defeat all of them with one hand! Strong, invincible! "
"Don't worry about why, just do as I say."
Chen Tuwa said firmly.
Although he did not know if he had seen wrongly, but when Son of Heaven was about to hit the old man and his fist reached in front of the old man, the old man subconsciously shrank his head.
Since there was such a reflex action, it meant that even if the old man could not see Son of Heaven, he could still vaguely feel Son of Heaven's existence.
If it was just his own illusion, it would be fine, but if it was not an illusion, then it would be troublesome.
These peaceful days had only lasted for a few days, and he did not want to be involved in any strange events again.
At this time, the phone that Ding Yang had configured for him rang.
By the way, for some reason, the ringtone was "King Kong Sutra" …
Chen Tuwa took out the phone and clumsily unlocked it to look at the caller ID.
"Super Administrative Office – Xiao Zhengyi"
So he decisively hung up the phone.
"Who called?" the girl asked curiously.
"Nothing, it was a wrong number."
Chen Tuwa answered without hesitation.
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