His lifespan is over, so he kisses Bai Wuchang at the beginning

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Chapter 66 The long-lost technology of steel-clad sword-making (please give me flowers and vote for evaluation)

Pluto stopped talking, his beautiful eyes were like two gems inlaid in a jade plate.

But such beautiful eyes made Zhao Li's heart tremble, as if she had seen through all the secrets hidden in his heart.

Just when Zhao Li almost couldn't help admitting that he went to the Internet to play games during working hours, Pluto spoke.

"Did he promise you any benefits? That's why you helped him like this!"

Zhao Li was surprised by Pluto's words.

Yue Bing did agree to help him find his piano, and also said that he would let him play Yasuo.

But neither of these things can be said to Pluto.

He didn't know what kind of piano would make him feel irresistible, but his subconscious told himself.

This matter cannot let Pluto know.

Zhao Li found an excuse as soon as he thought about it.

"There are more and more strange things happening in Yangjian, we don't have enough ferrymen!"

"My jurisdiction is getting bigger and bigger, and if it goes on like this, I will be exhausted from running."

"And Mulan, if you can't drive a car, you have to ride a broken horse. The day lily will be cold when she arrives."

"So there are not enough manpower now, we have to find a way, I am also thinking about our underworld!"

Not everyone can become a ferryman.

To be a ferryman, one must not only give up the chance of reincarnation, but also have the ability.

There are many capable ghosts stranded in the world. Time, resentment, and devouring other ghosts can all increase their strength.

Ferryman can be said to be a high-risk industry, and it is really impossible to do this job without two brushes.

Hearing Zhao Li's explanation, Pluto smiled coldly.

The expression was extremely disdainful, as if she had seen through everything.

If someone else said that, she might just believe it.

Zhao Li...he will think about the underworld, the sun really came out from the west!

Regardless of whether Zhao Li's reason is true or not, what he said is the truth.

It is true that the underworld does not have enough manpower right now.

"The contractor wants to sign a contract with the soul, but you can't even find his soul, how can you sign it?"

Zhao Li opened his mouth, Axi~

It seems to be another dead end!

"Then how about I bring him back and ask Pluto to help you?"

Zhao Li didn't know how strong Pluto was, anyway, he could be put down with just one move.

Pluto's face became angry: "You say I am old?"

How long has Ah Cha lived, measured in terms of human time?

Is it thousands of years, 1 years, or tens of thousands of years!

It's been so long, so long that she can't remember it.

She only knew that she was always alive, above the thousands of ghosts in the underworld, and respected by thousands of ghosts.

It's been so boring until now.

She is Hades and a woman.

Women are especially jealous of others saying that she is old, especially an old woman like her who has lived for tens of thousands of years!

"What I mean is that Master Ah Cha is well-informed and capable, and everything in the world is under the control of my master Ah Cha."

"It's just a soul. Didn't I, Mr. Ah Cha, get out just by hooking my fingers?"

Zhao Li saw that she was going to get angry again, so he quickly flattered her.

"Hmph, what status is this king, how can he meet a mortal?"

"If you recruit him, are you sure he has the ability to take this job?"

Zhao Li's eyes moved, and he heard that she meant that there was something behind this matter.

"Yes! This kid is very strange. I can feel that there is a secret hidden in him."

"If you recruit him, maybe he will give Master Ah Cha a big surprise."

Zhao Li remembered Yue Bing's Token of Summoning Souls and Absorbing Heavenly Kings.

It was a long-lost secret technique, and Zhao Li couldn't figure out why it still appeared in Yangjian.

"You think so highly of him?"

Ah Cha asked with interest while leaning on the sofa with her long white and tender legs.

"Intuition, my intuition, Zhao Li, has always been accurate."

Ah Cha nodded: "I can't be a ferryman, nor can I be a contracted person. Since you said that he is capable, this king has thought of a suitable identity for him."

Zhao Li immediately became interested and wanted to see if I, Mr. Ah Cha, could do something about it.

"What identity?"

Ah Cha wiped her rosy lips with her slender fingers, raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Bounty hunter."

In the hospital ward, Wang Xiaoya leaned on the chair with a red face.

From time to time, he peeked at Yue Bing's expression.

Yue Bing bared his teeth and grinned, with colorful expressions.

She was covered with a quilt, and it seemed that a cat had got into the quilt, and she couldn't live safely in it.

In ancient times, there was an advanced sword-making process called the steel-wrapping method.

A piece of fine steel is wrapped between two long pieces of wrought iron. The swordsmith adjusts the piece of fine steel to the best position to ensure that it is tightly sandwiched between the two pieces of wrought iron.

Then start applying pressure to make the three fit better.

Wang Xiaoya grinds, rubs, rolls, and throws away. At the same time, he has to ensure that the piece of fine steel will not fall out.

It is not an easy task for an inexperienced swordsmith like her.

If you accidentally use too much force, the stainless steel will be pinched flat.

Not to mention forging swords, they might also explode furnaces.

But if the strength is too small, it will not achieve the effect of producing elite soldiers after repeated training.

This forging technique extremely tests the craftsmanship of the swordsmith.

It can be seen from the expression of the client, Mr. Yue Bing, that Wang Xiaoya is obviously not good enough now!

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Chapter 67 Black silk is amazing, I can wear it too

Fortunately, although Master Wang Xiaoya's Baotou steel sword casting technique is a little rusty.

But the two pieces of iron she used were rare and top-quality materials in the world, which greatly made up for certain shortcomings.

The client, Yue Bing, also seems to be interested in this rare material.

Risking being burned by the flames, he put his hand into the furnace to feel it.

As soon as his hand touched it, his mind moved.

There are such divine things in the world!

Bai Yuxue, Wen Ruyu.

Touching it makes people fascinated, and they just want to be carried on their shoulders... and stolen home.

Symmetry, the ultimate symmetry.

There is no flaw on the surface of the two iron blocks, and they don't have the stinging feeling of ordinary iron.

It's slippery and it's hard to put it down.

Master Wang Xiaoya seemed dissatisfied that the client touched her things.

Xiu frowned slightly, and bit her lip to express her dissatisfaction.

His face turned red.

But she is a cultivated person, and she gave a coquettish voice instead of scolding.

Those two iron bars belonged to her, as if they were connected with her.

Sensing Wang Xiaoya's emotions, they trembled slightly.

Just when the sword is about to be forged and the best soldiers are about to be born.

The door of the sword casting room was suddenly pushed open.

Coming is another master swordsmith, Comrade Li Huilan.

"What are you doing?"

The sword-forging scene was blocked and Li Huilan did not see it.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoya was sitting in a strange posture, Yue Bing's expression was not right, so he asked curiously.

So far, the sword casting has been declared a failure.

"Ah? Nothing!"

The moment Wang Xiaoya heard the sound of opening the door, she retracted her legs and avoided looking at Li Huilan, nor dared to look directly at Yue Bing.

Yue Bing adjusted his lying angle and glanced at Wang Xiaoya who was blushing.

"Miss Xiaolan made something delicious, I can already smell the aroma."

Li Huilan didn't see any clues, and when she heard what Yue Bing said, she put the food box on the table with a smile.

"I didn't do anything, I just made a chicken soup for you."

As soon as the lid was opened, the rich fragrance filled the entire ward, making people want to eat.

Yue Bing swallowed his saliva, just smelling it made people eager to taste it.

Wang Xiaoya couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance and moved her throat secretly.

Li Huilan saw it in her eyes and felt proud in her heart.

He took out a bowl and scooped it up and handed it to Wang Xiaoya: "Try it?"

Wang Xiaoya looked at her in surprise, not expecting Li Huilan, who was tit-for-tat just now, to behave like this.

"Thank you."

Facing the enthusiastic Li Huilan, Wang Xiaoya did not give her a cold face.

They made an embarrassing scene, only Yue Bing was in trouble.

Besides, this soup is really fragrant.

Yue Bing was discharged from the hospital that afternoon.

The inspection report came out, showing that everything is normal.

Under the stimulation of Wang Xiaoya at that time, his body suddenly returned to light, and his spirit was very good.

Wang Xiaoya kept blushing that afternoon.