Zhan Wu Bird is a martial art with the effect of refining the body, and there are so many apprentices in the old wood field of the Banmen World, even Tianqing only taught Xu Wen one person, which in itself means something, so Xu Wen didn't dare to reveal it casually.

And he had a vague feeling that teaching this set of things to others would not have such an effect as he practiced on his own.

But the restoration technique is different.

Lian Tianqing's attitude towards this was originally very open, and he asked him to transfer it to Xu San and them at the beginning, and also let them play and supplement at will.

So now Luo Yifan is targeting this, and Xu Wen quickly agreed.

Luo Yifan was very happy, grabbed his hand, and said affectionately: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, right now?"

Luo Yifan was visibly eager, and as soon as Xu Wen agreed, he was going to pull him back.

Rong Xian was becoming more and more curious about Xu Wen, and he wanted to follow to see the excitement, but the price of the chair had risen from two million to four or five hundred, and the situation had changed, so he had to deal with it.

He regretted it for a long time, so let Xu Wen rest assured that if he put the chair here, he would definitely give a good price.

Of course, Xu Wen has nothing to worry about, he is more concerned about Luo Yifan's side now.

The last self-study in the Rong family's small library gave him some understanding.

It's not impossible to learn these things on your own, but it's too inefficient for no one to guide you. At that time, he was even a little impulsive, wanting to re-enter the university and study systematically.

Now that Luo Yifan has offered to teach him, he is indeed looking forward to it.

Li Xiuxiu sent a car to deliver it, it was still the same driver just now, he was asked to go home last time when he was only halfway open, and this time he finally sent them to the place smoothly.

Xu Wen was not very familiar with Wanyuan City, but he obviously felt that the surrounding environment was becoming more and more familiar, and then he saw a street sign and instantly understood where he was.

It's Quhe Road, another alley, not too far from Xu's house, a place that can be walked to.

The car was parked outside a threshold, the red door was hidden, the weeping willows were clinging, and the environment was very quiet.

Xu Wen had never seen the courtyard outside Xu's house, but after taking a look outside, he was even more interested.

The door is not the same as the Xu Mansion, the scale here is obviously a little smaller, there is no foyer, the entrance is a small garden, the red corridor is surrounded by the wall, and a shallow pond is surrounded in it.

Now it is summer, a few lotus flowers float on the water, pink or white, there is no luxury of the lotus pond of Xu Zhai, but there is also a kind of quiet of a small jasper.

"This yard is good, right?" Luo Yifan said proudly.

"It's good and well maintained. Xu asked.

"yes, it's not easy to maintain this kind of old house. Open the door to the garden, don't you think this pattern is a bit weird?" Luo Yifan pointed and said, "In the past, this was the back door, and the front door was so destroyed that it couldn't be built, so the back door was changed to the main gate." It's a bit out of order, but it can't be helped. ”

He was very interested, and led Xu Wen all the way down the corridor.

I met a few people on the road, old and young, and took the initiative to say hello when I saw Luo Yifan. Xu Wen could see that they all sincerely respected this old man.

There was a two-story building at the end of the corridor, they went up to the second floor, which was made into several offices, Luo Yifan pushed open one of them and walked in.

When I entered the door, I smelled an old smell and dust rising.

Luo Yifan waved his hand embarrassedly and said, "It's a bit messy, forgive me." ”

It took Xu Qian a while for his eyes to adjust to the dim light.

There are two desks in the office, and everything else is shelves. There are things everywhere on the tables and shelves, most of them look shabby, and I don't know where they came from.

Luo Yifan turned over a stool from under the table for Xu Wen to sit on, and poured water for him.

An old man was so busy, Xu Wen was very embarrassed, and hurriedly asked him not to be polite.

Luo Yifan was very persistent, he was busy, and his voice came from the other side: "Xiao Xu, you don't know, how grateful I am for your willingness to come here." Those people can't get by, they can't accept their apprentices, and they still hold their things and refuse to let go. Obviously, I am very envious of seeing people prosperous, but I just don't want to make a little change, alas......"

When Xu Wen heard what he said, he immediately remembered Lu Lihai, wasn't he like this before?

Luo Yifan didn't seem to be carrying water, and walked to other offices with a cup.

Xu Wen sat on a stool and looked around, and finally his gaze fell on the table.

There is a thick booklet spread out here, with tables drawn on it, filled with a lot of stuff, and it doesn't seem to be intended to avoid people.

Xu Wen casually glanced at it twice and found that it was a registered traditional skill, which seemed to be a wood carving technique. It is very well registered, and even the gestures are represented by images, which are specially drawn on the side.

Xu Wen was a little curious and wanted to continue looking back, but he felt inconvenient and reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Luo Yifan entered the door with two cups, and when he saw Xu Wen's expression of wanting to see it but being embarrassed, he immediately laughed.

He came over and said, "You can look at whatever you want, it doesn't matter. ”

Xu Wen got up to greet him, Luo Yifan put the cup on the table, patted the notebook, opened it again, and said, "My complaint just now is a bit generalized, just listen to it, don't take it seriously." ”

He said with emotion, "There are all kinds of people in this world, and some of them hold their things tightly, and they would rather lose them than pass them on to others." There are also some who don't care about this at all, and they have to say what they inherited from their ancestors with their last breath, and they are reluctant to swallow their breath if they don't finish speaking. ”

He flipped a page to reveal a photo behind him.

The photo shows an old man, lying on a hospital bed, described as withered, and at a glance he knows that he is about to die. For some reason, there were tears in the old man's eyes, and there was a hint of relieved joy in his face with remorse.

"This old man's name is Cheng An, and this photo was taken when he was dying. The old man Cheng An is the descendant of Cheng's wood carving, which is a typical Wanyuan wood carving system, including four unique carving techniques, which expands twelve unique wood carving patterns. ”

"Cheng's wood carving has been passed down to this day, and there are no heirs. When Cheng An was young, he wanted to find a disciple to be in the same vein, but he never found a satisfactory one. As a result, as I grew older, I became more and more depressed, and I couldn't even find what I didn't like. He took the initiative to find me, and when he was dying, he dictated all the four techniques of Cheng's wood carving to me, and tried his best to show me the gestures. He said that these things are at our disposal, and anyone can learn them as long as they can learn and want to learn. As long as Cheng's wood carving is still there, the Cheng family will not disappear. ”

Luo Yifan's voice was faint, floating faintly in the dust.

"All the records in this book are public inheritances, and anyone can learn them freely. In addition, there is a secret record of thousands of workers, which is relatively simple to register, only some information, very little confidential content, and is easily not open to the public. ”

Luo Yifan's hand pressed on the Baiyilu, looked directly at Xu Wen and asked, "Your restoration skills...... Is it a collection of hundred arts, or a secret record of thousands of crafts?"

His eyes were full of anticipation, Xu Qian pondered for a moment, and asked instead of answering: "This book of hundred arts, can I take a look at it first?"