Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

The mule cart came to a bend, and there was no one around.

A figure in black stood with his hands behind his back, blocking their path.

He looked like a martial arts master.

Chu Dazhuang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his heart skipped a beat: Oh no, we've run into robbers.

Then he turned to Chu Chen behind him and said, "Nephew, we've probably encountered some bandits."

"I'll stop them in a bit, you take the silver and run."

Chu Chen looked at Chu Dazhuang in front of him with a smile. His second uncle was truly exceptional.

So he pretended to be terrified and said, "If I run away, what will you do?"

"It's alright, nephew, don't worry about me. I'm a soldier, much better than a chicken like you who can't even be bullied."

Presumably afraid of frightening Chu Chen, Chu Dazhuang remained silent, instead coldly staring at the "martial arts master" before him.

At this moment, Chu Chen leisurely stepped off the mule cart.

Holding a dark stick in his hand, he casually handed the dagger in his hand to Chu Dazhuang.

"Damn it, I'm a modern person, and you still managed to rob me in this world with its flawed legal system." Chu Chen thought to himself as he walked forward.

At this moment, three more men rushed out from behind the mule cart, each looking fierce and menacing.

In an instant, the mule cart was surrounded.

"Why is that martial arts master blocking my mule cart?" Chu Chen asked.

"Hmm, you've got guts. You can stay calm in this situation," the man in black said leisurely.

"My brothers are a bit short on cash lately. Young master, could you lend me some money to have some fun?"

They even want to borrow some money. If they want to rob someone, then so be it.

“Look at how poorly we’re dressed. If you’re going to rob someone, at least choose a wealthier family,” Chu Chen said again.

"Haha, this is none of your business. Leave the mule cart behind, and you can get out of here."

Chu Chen shook the stun gun in his hand.

"How much benefit did the pawnshop manager give you? Go back and kill him, and I'll double it, okay?"

Upon hearing Chu Chen mention the pawnshop owner, the four of them immediately felt a chill; it seemed their plans had been exposed.

"Kid, we didn't originally intend to kill anyone, but now that you know, there's no point in you living."

After saying that, he waved to the people behind him, and several men drew their long swords and surrounded the two of them.

Chu Dazhuang tightened his grip on the dagger, shielding Chu Chen tightly behind him.

Chu Chen was deeply moved. He decided he must treat his second uncle well from now on.

"Wait!" Chu Chen shouted, and the group paused.

"Kid, do you have any last words? Say them if you want, don't say grandpa didn't give you a chance," said the leading man in black.

"No, I just wanted to show you a treasure."

After Chu Chen finished speaking, he held the long stun gun up to the man in black.

The man in black looked at the black stick in front of him with suspicion, and reached out to grab it for a closer look.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Chen thrust the stun gun forward and simultaneously pressed the switch.

The man in black convulsed and collapsed to the ground.

Before the other three could react, Chu Chen stabbed another person with his stun gun.

As the strange stick stabbed towards him, the man, unable to dodge in time, grabbed the person next to him and used them as a shield.

As expected, the two convulsed and collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, Chu Chen looked up at the last person and saw that Chu Dazhuang had already stabbed him in the thigh with a dagger.

A wail followed.

Chu Chen rushed in front of him, and a burst of electricity silenced the man.

At this moment, Chu Dazhuang looked at Chu Chen in horror, with an incredulous expression on his face.

Chu Chen didn't explain to him, but instead ordered, "Second Uncle, quickly drag them into the mountains."

"Ah, what are you going to do?" Chu Dazhuang asked.

"Stop arguing and hurry up, it won't be good if someone comes."

Chu Dazhuang didn't say anything more, but instead dragged the four people into the jungle.

He stared blankly at Chu Chen's next move.

Chu Chen grabbed the dagger from Chu Dazhuang's hand and instantly slit the throats of the four men.

This scene terrified Chu Dazhuang, a veteran who had seen many battles.

When did my nephew become so ruthless? He didn't hesitate at all, each strike was fatal.

“Now that they’ve seen this divine artifact in my hand, they can’t be allowed to live,” Chu Chen said coldly to Chu Dazhuang.

Afterwards, the two covered up the drag marks, and Chu Chen looked up at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it looked like a heavy rain was about to fall.

So they told Chu Dazhuang to drive on. After the rain, they figured no one would know they were the ones who killed the people.

Inside the car, Chu Dazhuang stared at the dark stick in Chu Chen's hand.

"Nephew, did that fairy grandfather also give this to you?"

Chu Chen felt a sense of relief; it seemed he had made the right choice in using the white-bearded old man.

“That’s right, look at the dagger in your hand, isn’t it a little different?” Chu Chen said to Chu Dazhuang.

Only then did Chu Dazhuang realize what was happening. He picked up the dagger and saw that its blade was sharp and its material was far superior to that of knives from this era.

Even the weapons they use in the army are not made of such hard and sharp materials.

"This is... a legendary celestial artifact, isn't it?" Chu Dazhuang fondled the dagger in his hand.

"If you say so, then it is. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"Ah, such a precious thing, you're giving it to me, nephew, this is unacceptable."

Chu Dazhuang looked at his nephew in disbelief. This thing would probably cost tens or hundreds of taels of silver to buy on the market.

"Just accept it. You're my second uncle, and you've always taken such good care of me. It's just a dagger I'm giving you."

Chu Chen said to Chu Dazhuang as if he were just giving away something insignificant.

But Chu Dazhuang saw it differently. Being able to give him something so precious meant that his love for him hadn't been in vain.

Chu Dazhuang stopped being coy, put the dagger in his pocket, and drove the cart towards Mashan Village.

As night fell, the two finally reached the village entrance.

At this moment, under the old locust tree at the village entrance, a dozen or so villagers were sitting around the information exchange center.

“Hey everyone, look! Which wealthy family’s young master has come to our Mashan Village?”

Everyone looked towards the village entrance and saw a mule cart slowly approaching Mashan Village under the dark sky.

As the mule cart drew closer, everyone realized that the driver was none other than Chu Dazhuang.

The Mashan Village Information Exchange Center was in an uproar.

"Hey, isn't that Chu Dazhuang? He can actually drive a mule cart."

"Yes, I saw him going into town with his spendthrift nephew this morning. Did he come back from making a fortune?"

At this moment, an older man called out to Chu Dazhuang, "Dazhuang, where did you go to make your fortune? You've even bought a mule cart."

"No, this was bought by my nephew Chuwa. How could I afford such a thing?"

Chu Dazhuang answered triumphantly.

At this moment, Chu Chen also climbed out of the mule cart and greeted everyone.

"Chu boy, I never would have guessed you'd struck it rich."

"Oh, not at all, I just made a little money," Chu Chen replied.

"Sigh! I say, Chu boy, the real reason to live a good life after making money is to spend it all on these fancy and useless things." An old man said to Chu Chen with a pained expression.

Chu Chen was speechless for a moment, since his reputation as a spendthrift was already well-known.

So he didn't care at all, and walked towards his dilapidated house with a laugh.

Under the cover of night, Chu Chen could see a small, thin figure in the dilapidated house in the distance, craning its neck and looking in his direction.