Lu Tianci, the second true biography of Dian Cang Sect.

This man is very powerful and rough, he is almost thirty years old, but he has no definite character at all, and he is able to bully other disciples.

For others, maintaining the big sword of this domineering second senior brother is simply the most terrifying task, because the dragon pattern on the sword requires whale oil from the East China Sea to be moistened, and it costs less than three coins for one maintenance.

But when this big sword came into Chen Xinghe's hands, it was simply a good medicine to suppress the strange disease in his right hand.

It’s worth three cents to get medicine once!

It's so worth it! You know the kind of pain that can drive people to suicide...

Xiuyimen and Tiantiyuan have recently secured a large number of military tents, which has accelerated the setting up of camps.

Dian Cang Sect and Wu Tong Sect were temporary "recruitment", and they did not bring any handyman disciples. There were many handyman disciples from other sects, and there was a large area of ​​black clouds, and they started to work.

Senior sister Luo Chan'er came over with dinner and said angrily: "I heard that the man named Lu bullied you again?"

Chen Xinghe shook his head and said: "Let's put aside bullying or not. It's only three coins inside and outside. It's a big deal if someone gossips around senior sister! As the second true successor, Lu Tianci has the support of many teachers! Senior sister, you are extremely talented.

Jia, becoming a true disciple has been put on the agenda. If you get involved in a conflict with this reckless man, the future will definitely be difficult."

"This?" Luo Chan'er was stunned for a moment. She had not considered this aspect. She suddenly remembered that the few junior brothers who mentioned this matter inadvertently seemed to be very close to a certain competitor, and she couldn't help but feel chilled in her heart.

"Alas! People can't help themselves in the world. I heard that only my female senior uncle in Dian Cang has cultivated the Sword Worship Tie. No matter how kind-hearted my senior sister is, she must be on guard." Chen Xinghe's words successfully diverted Luo Chan'er's attention.

He really didn't want Luo Chan'er to stand up for him.

Speaking of which, Lu Tianci's treasured sword was almost worn out by him, and he only maintained it less than ten times in total. He bought a sword for three taels of silver! Where can he find such a good thing in the world?

"Junior brother, you are so smart!" Luo Chan'er figured it out. It is easy to hide from open guns, but hard to prevent hidden arrows. Now that Dian Cangmen is forced to fight, he is actually playing tricks behind his back. If there is evil intentions on the battlefield tomorrow, this will not cause a conflict.

If it were that simple, you would probably lose your life!

It is said that the world is dangerous, but she always thinks the best of people and does not have deep feelings.

Now that I heard what my junior brother said, I immediately became more vigilant.

"Jianghu!" Chen Xinghe looked at the lonely peak in the night and said absently: "We are already in Jianghu!"

Saying this, he thanked his father Chen Laoshi and his great-grandfather who left many stories behind.

Chen Laoshi is the accountant of the landlord's family. He is down-to-earth and steady on weekdays. No one knows that he is a master at false accounting.

According to what Chen Laoshi said, he had to learn from his family background. His great-grandfather was the accountant of Caobang.

The power of the Cao Gang is too great, with more than three million followers all over the world. If you can secretly build a family business in that environment, and return to your hometown to enjoy your old age, you will have lots of fun with various characters.

The Chen family's family education clearly states that learning to make false accounts is learning to be a human being. You must understand human nature and people's hearts, otherwise you will not be able to confuse the fake with the real.

Chen Xinghe didn't learn much about this ancestral craft, but he was influenced by it and heard a lot of gang stories.

My great-grandfather encountered too many sinister schemes. There was also competition among accountants, all kinds of frame-ups, and all kinds of bullying. High returns came with high risks. It was a miracle that he could escape from the whirlpool of disputes in his later years.

The disciples of Dian Cang Sect are so young in their dao skills! Chen Xinghe could draw a dao with his eyes closed, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

Luo Chan'er and Chen Xinghe had dinner together. The two got along quite well at Dian Cangmen and chatted about many rumors from various sects, but most of them were hearsay and not very accurate.

When Luo Chan'er returned to the female disciple's tent, the three disciples hurriedly carried Senior Brother Lu's sword over.

She is not stupid, Luo Chan'er has been covering Chen Xinghe for more than a day or two. Not to mention secretly talking about envy, jealousy and hatred, at least when this Senior Sister Luo is here, she will never dare to go up and ask for trouble.

"Okay, put it here!" Chen Xinghe took out the clay pot.

Donghai whale oil is a good thing. Only through special channels can you get the price of three cents of silver per tael of ointment. The price can be sold in the market for at least five cents of silver per tael.

Before becoming a disciple, everyone was a handyman disciple and only had half a penny of silver per month.

Half a penny! Even if there were channels to buy whale oil at a low price, it would still take half a year to maintain Lu Tianci’s sword.

Do you expect Lu Tianci to settle the bill?

Sorry, he has never had this habit.

If Chen Xinghe's family wasn't relatively well off and he had some income from helping with the family's accounting, he really wouldn't be able to support this kind of "sharing".

Why did Lu Tianci fall in love with Chen Xinghe alone?

It's still a strange disease! His right hand is particularly sensitive to weapons, and he has been ill for a long time. Chen Xinghe forced himself to memorize various weapons-related knowledge.

It is said that the iron scale rod used by the Chen family to weigh was once a weapon used by the Cao Gang on the dock. It was this scale rod that made him discover that weapons can relieve pain, and he got out of hand.

For weapons, the higher the quality, the better, and the greater the quantity, the better. Even in normal times, the right hand is a bottomless pit, and when it attacks, it becomes a wild beast.

"Although the Dragon Pan sword is only six hundred refined, it contains a piece of Dragon Pan meteorite iron. It is quite difficult to make. Tungsten wires are embedded in the sword body as meridians."

"The tungsten wire has already been invaded in my right hand, but I don't dare to go too far, so this sword is bright on the outside, but it's terrible on the inside!"

"Forget it, let your right hand starve! After all, we will attack Qingyuan Faction tomorrow, and the battle will be fierce! Although this Lu Tianci is hateful, his crime will not lead to death."

Chen Xinghe took out a goose down brush and slowly dipped it in East China Sea whale oil.

There are various things to pay attention to when maintaining weapons. For example, the big sword in front of you, which weighs 320 kilograms, must follow the distribution characteristics of the dragon pattern. It is like tracing gold on a statue of a god and carefully outline it, so as not to let the dye spill out.

This is a delicate job that requires a high degree of concentration.

Perhaps the strange disease that occurs every three months has some effect, causing Chen Xinghe to be energetic on weekdays and not feel sleepy even if he doesn't sleep for two or three days.

There are very few people in the same sect who can maintain the Long Pan sword without making mistakes, but Chen Xinghe has superb skills and skillful movements, and he can finish it even if it takes half an hour.

With the maintenance, he was surprised to find that the strange disease seemed to be getting stronger. His right hand had never touched the sword, but because of the close distance, he could clearly feel that the blade of the sword was getting worse.

"Damn it, is there really no end to this greed for weapons?"

"When will things get better?"
Chapter completed!