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"But I'm just here to buy a knife, not to look at paintings," I asked puzzled.

"Hmph, wait a moment, my master will be back and will ask you a few questions."

"Oh, that's not right. I just bought a knife. Why do I have to answer questions now?" I asked in confusion.

The young man gave me a blank look and walked away. I looked back at Liu Tou'er with a confused look on my face.

Liu Touer looked at me with a silly face and burst into laughter, "Haha..." He laughed for a long time and didn't stop.

And I was even more confused.

"Hahaha, little, haha, Young Master Luo, you look so good now, so cute, so cute, haha..." Liu Touer laughed until he was out of breath.

Crazy laughter could be heard in the room, but I was still stunned, not knowing what I had done wrong to make them laugh like that.

The three of us sat on a stone bench under a big tree. The boy brought us tea and a plate of silvery white dried fish. I took a bite and found it very delicious.

He curiously asked the boy, "What kind of fish is this? I have never eaten it before."

As the boy ate, he said, "This fish is from the cold pond. It is only the size of a palm, but it has a lot of meat and is sweet. The water in the cold pond is very cold, but there is only this kind of fish, and there are a lot of them."

"How did you fish it out in such cold water and such a deep pond?" I was extremely curious.

"I caught it by fishing. A while ago, a man came to buy a knife. He tried several times but was not satisfied with it. So he snatched the master sword of the sect and tried to escape. He then fought with my uncle. The man was defeated and jumped into the cold pond holding the sword. My uncle also jumped in. If it wasn't for my master coming back at the right time, I'm afraid my uncle would have also hidden in the cold pond. My uncle was also injured and his martial arts skills were greatly damaged. He kept trying to find a way to fish it out. But he never succeeded." The young man said while eating the fish. His eyes would occasionally fall on Liu Tou'er.

"Is the sword made of iron? Can a magnet be used?" I asked in confusion.

The young man was stunned for a moment and then said, "I have used it before, but I don't know how deep the cold pond is. I failed every time. I tried it many times but nothing happened when I threw it in."

I said, "The cold pond is too deep and the water is too cold. If you throw a magnet in there, it will lose half of its suction power."

Before the young man could speak, Liu Tou'er excitedly said, "Xiao Luo, what are you doing?"

I looked at Liu Tou'er strangely and said, "I'll go get ready." Then I got up and went to look for something.

Liu Tou'er and the young man were speechless as they watched Hua Luo enter the room.

The young man lowered his head and drank a sip of tea and said, "Uncle Master, can he really fish it out?"

"Yes, I believe he can do it. I'll go help him," Liu Tou'er said and went into the house.

The boy shook his head and picked up another piece of fish to eat, but his thoughts went back to seven years ago, when he was only five years old and was almost starving to death when his uncle took him back home. He should have worshipped him as his master. The master happily went to buy the supplies for worshiping him, and the uncle was still thinking about what name to give me.

He told me that the disciples of Jianlu had to change their names when they entered the sect, and their names had to contain the words "刀" (knife) and "剑". So I thought the same as him, and a man in black came with a bag of gold and asked for a sharp knife.

The master uncle took him to choose a sword. The man in black chose several swords but was not satisfied with any of them. Finally, he saw the sect master's sword on the altar, flew over to grab it and ran away. The master uncle refused to give it to him, so he fought with him for it. In the end, the man was defeated and threw the sect master's sword into the cold pond. The master uncle was furious and knocked the man into the cold pond.

The sound of the door opening startled the boy. He looked back and saw two people pushing a small cart. The cart was full of things. They pushed it all the way to the cold pond. The boy followed them curiously.

When I arrived at the cold pond, I used the things I had in the sword furnace to make a simple pulley crane, wrapped the magnet with oilcloth, and slowly lowered it with the crane.

I don't know how long it has been, but it still hasn't reached the bottom. Even when the sun started to set, it was still slowly sinking, as if there was no bottom.