He opened the suitcase and opened a few pieces of clothing. Chen Hai took out the Hongming knife wrapped in one of the shirts.
When Chen Hai first brought him out of the ancient tomb, Hong Ming found everything strange.
"Calabash Baby", I read it over and over again, several times.
Perhaps because the novelty has worn off, except for the daily blood meal, it is basically in silence most of the time.
When he left Kyoto with him and prepared to go to Xiangjiang, Chen Hai specially bought an entire pig farm for him to devour.
In addition, while in the deep city, it swallowed a large living person.
According to the agreement between Chen Hai and it, there is no need to provide blood food for these two or three months to continue worshiping it.
After being put into the suitcase by Chen Hai, Hong Ming became completely silent during this period of time.
Chen Hai was naturally happy to see this situation.
In this day and age, it is too conspicuous to walk around on the street with a knife on your back all day long.
Even if Chen Hai has status and background, if he does it like that, he will still accidentally cause him some unnecessary trouble.
This time, when he went to Cong Guishan, he did not bring the Hong Ming Dao with him.
Otherwise, it would definitely be much easier for him to deal with those two rat demons.
"Hong Ming, Hong Ming..." Holding the knife, Chen Hai tried and called several times.
It's a pity that everything he did was simply useless.
Hongming Dao, who fell into silence, seemed not to hear his words and ignored him at all!
Uncle Hongming is Uncle Hongming. If you have milk, you are a mother. Without milk, he probably doesn’t even recognize Chen Hai.
"It's time to eat, Hong Ming. I specially bought ten pigs to serve as blood food for you."
"If you're not interested, I'll send those pigs directly to the slaughterhouse..." Chen Hai didn't have any good ideas for this old man.
Frowning and thinking for a while, he spoke directly and said to Hongming.
"What, ten pigs?"
"Boy, aren't you fooling me? You are a bit of a petty person, for no reason. Are you willing to get ten pigs to feed me as blood food?"
Chen Hai's words had just finished, and Hong Ming's voice, which sounded like two to five or eight thousand, had already sounded in his mind for the first time.
This old man is said to be silent. He doesn't seem to know anything about the outside world.
When Chen Hai called it before, it didn't answer. Perhaps, because it didn't see any benefit, it was too lazy to respond.
"When I say ten pigs, I mean ten pigs. When did I promise you something, I didn't count it!"
"Of course, there is no free lunch in the world, and you cannot enjoy the blood food of these ten pigs in vain."
"I'm asking you a very simple question. If you can answer it, I can reward you with those ten pigs!"
Looking quite a bit like a profiteer, Chen Hai tentatively suggested to Hong Ming.
"Boy, I, Mr. Hongming, know a lot about astronomy and geography. I'm famous for being well-informed."
"If you want to test me, just let your horse come over!" When Hong Ming spoke, it sounded like it deserved a beating.
No matter when or where it is, its arrogant and arrogant temperament never seems to change at all.
If you really wanted to stump it, it would not be difficult at all for Chen Hai.
Just find some difficult Mathematical Olympiad questions, Hong Ming probably won't be able to successfully solve them even if he tries hard.
Of course, if this situation really happened, with Hong Ming's temperament, he would either overturn the table or just pretend to be dead.
To wake it up from its silence, such a result would naturally not be Chen Hai's original intention.
"With Hongming's extensive knowledge, do you know what this piece of animal skin is?" Chen Hai asked with a smile, pointing to the unknown piece of animal skin in his hand.
From this piece of animal skin, except for the vicissitudes of life that seemed to come from ancient times, which made him feel a little palpitated, he could not feel anything magical at all.
Since Hong Ming was born at the same time as the Xuanyuan Sword, it must have existed in ancient times.
Since the two may have existed in similar eras, and he couldn't figure out the origin of the animal skin, Chen Hai naturally thought of Hong Ming.
It is for this reason that Chen Hai, who was extremely curious about the origin of the animal skin, awakened the Hong Ming Dao from its silence.
Even if Hong Ming Dao knew nothing about the origin of the animal skin, it would be a waste of a few pigs at most.
Chen Hai, who is barely considered wealthy, naturally doesn't care about this small price.
If only he could find out the origin of the unknown animal skin from Hong Ming's blade, wouldn't it save him a lot of effort!
"This thing seems a bit familiar?"
"This animal skin should come from some kind of strange beast. I still remember that someone held me and killed several of these strange beasts."
"It seems a long time ago. Boy, please let me think about it first..."
After just a moment of silence, Hong Ming Dao's response already sounded in Chen Hai's mind.
When Hong Ming was awakened, he originally had the intention of treating some dead horses as living horse doctors.
After receiving such a reply from Hong Ming, Chen Hai didn't say anything, but he was already overjoyed in his heart.
He didn't want to interrupt Hongming Dao's meditation because of his own urging.
He remained silent, quietly waiting for Hong Ming Dao's final reply.
"Xiaohai, Xiaohai..." A knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, his father Chen Zhonghua's voice also clearly reached Chen Hai's ears.
Feeling a little helpless, Chen Hai put away the unknown animal skin and put the Hongming Knife back into the suitcase.
He walked to the door of the room in a few steps and opened the locked door.
"You kid, why are you staying at home with the door locked?" Chen Zhonghua leaned forward, and while speaking, he looked suspiciously into Chen Hai's room.
If he hadn't known that his son had a girlfriend, he would have already decided to get married.
Seeing Chen Hai locking the door and huddled in the room in broad daylight, he might really wonder if his son was doing something shameful...
"Dad, didn't you go out to play chess?" Chen Hai asked instead without directly responding to his father's inquiry.
"Playing chess is just entertainment, not a meal!"
"You don't even look, what time is it now?"
"Your mother was worried that you hadn't eaten lunch, so she asked me to come over and have a look!" Chen Zhonghua explained seriously.
It is now almost two o'clock in the afternoon. At the grocery store, the cooker is turned on and the food is cooked.
When he came back for lunch, he was told by his wife Jiang Meixian that he had to go home to remind his son that he should have lunch.
If it were in the past, when Chen Hai didn't come back, he would definitely run to the chess stall again after finishing his meal and wiping his mouth.
"Dad, I'm not hungry. I've already eaten outside before!"
Chen Hai responded casually.
Right now, his mind is focused on the origin of that piece of animal skin. How can he be in the mood to think about eating?
"Have you already had lunch? That's fine, I'll come back and just take a look!"
"Young people, you need to be energetic and not stay in your room all the time."
"If you have time, you should go outside for a walk, see more, and absorb more sunshine..."
After nodding his head and giving Chen Hai a few words, Chen Zhonghua put his hands behind his back, swayed three times, and walked toward the outside door.
Today, he played chess very well. A chess player who had never won a game was defeated by him today, and he won a game.
That man had made an appointment with him to go down and continue fighting. Chen Zhonghua was still thinking about going down and killing him.
Since his son Chen Hai had already had lunch, of course he wanted to rush to the chess stall early.
Seeing his father walking out of the door and closing the door behind him, Chen Hai quickly retracted into the room, opened the suitcase, and took out the Hong Ming Knife.