Lu Zigang!

These three words seem to have magical power, so that the entire gymnasium began to boil, as long as it is in the jade carving industry, there is no one who does not know the three words Lu Zigang, this is a legendary jade carving master.

Everyone paid attention to Duanmu Hui's hand, however, without slowing down a hundred times the slow motion, Duanmu Hui's hand didn't seem to have any peculiarities.

"It's okay, it's just that there are two monsters, and it is still possible for Tiezhu to win the third place. Mo Yongxing patted his chest and comforted Jiang Tingting and said.

In Mo Yongxing's opinion, with Yan Song and Duanmu Hui, the first two must have been born in these two hands.

And this is not only Mo Yongxing's thoughts, but also the thoughts of most of the audience and judges at this moment, in front of these two, the remaining eight carvers can only be gloomy.

Yan Song's expression became ugly, and the appearance of Lu Zigang's three words completely diverted all the eyes that stayed on him.

"What about Lu Zigang's shaking carving method, I have been immersed in carving for more than 40 years, and I don't believe that his comprehension of carving will surpass me. Yan Song glanced at Duanmu back, and then, retracting his gaze, continued to carve.

Duanmu Hui didn't seem to care at all about the disturbances from the outside world, and an hour later, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the next moment, the carving knife in his hand that was as thin as white jade suddenly emitted a white light.

As soon as the blade turned, everyone saw that Duanmuhui's speed suddenly accelerated, and they saw that the jade fragments were flying sideways, and at the same time as the jade fragments were flying sideways, a white mist emerged from the jade.

The cold suddenly emanated from Duanmu Hui's hands, and the first thing they felt was the two players sitting next to Duanmu Hui, these two players looked at Duanmu Hui with a shocked face, and Duanmu Hui at this moment gave them the feeling of being like an ice cellar, bringing them endless chill.

"What's going on? How can there be fog?"

The audience began to stir. They don't understand how a white mist can appear when a good jade is carved, in general. It is only when the jade is cut that dust such as white mist appears.

He pointed the camera at the carving knife in Duanmuhui's hand. ”

Chen Lao seemed to have thought of something, his expression became very serious, and when the camera focused on Duanmu Hui's carving knife, everyone finally knew. Where did this white mist come from?

At the blade of that special carving knife, every time Duanmu Hui slashed, a trace of cold mist would float out, and it turned out that this white mist was emitted from the carving knife.

"Sure enough, that's true. ”

Old Chen's expression was extremely excited, "This is the characteristic of the Kun Gong knife, according to legend, when Grandmaster Lu Zigang's Kun Gong knife is carved, this trace of white mist will come out. ”

Because there was still a microphone in front of Chen Lao, so. Chen Lao's words were accurately transmitted to the ears of every audience, and after listening to Chen Lao's explanation, everyone's faces showed a look of shock, and the one who was holding Duanmu Hui was actually holding a rarium knife.

Moreover, it is unbelievable that such a vision can appear with a carving knife.

While the audience was still immersed in shock, Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, because he had already seen why the Kun Gong knife in Duanmu Hui's hand emitted a trace of white mist when carving.

On top of this already thin carving knife like a cicada's wings, the knife face. There are countless tiny holes that cover the entire knife face, and of course, these holes are not visible to the naked eye. Ordinary people can only see some clues when they use a magnifying glass.

It is because this kun and rth knife has a small hole in it, so when the kun and rth knife cuts through the jade, the jade is squeezed into the small hole, just. Because this hole is very small, small to an extreme, the jade that is squeezed into it is almost as big as dust, so when it comes out, it becomes a white mist.

However, Qin Yu also didn't understand a little, why did the cold air appear?

While everyone was paying attention to Duanmu Hui, Jiang Tingting's eyes were looking at her younger brother Tiezhu, with a worried look on her face.

At this time, Tie Zhu finally opened his eyes, four hours have passed, he has long been given up by all the audience, but when Tie Zhu opened his eyes, two people noticed it for the first time.

These two people are Jiang Tingting and Qin Yu, Jiang Tingting has never left the iron pillar, and Qin Yu is because he believes in the iron pillar.

The iron pillar that opened his eyes seemed to sense the direction where Qin Yu and Jiang Tingting were, measured his body, glanced this way, and across countless auditoriums, his eyes were locked on his sister's body for the first time.

The eyes of the two sisters and brothers just looked at each other in the air, and after a long time, Tie Zhu withdrew his gaze, and then nodded heavily towards Qin Yu.

"Sister, this carving is just for you. ”

Tie Zhu whispered to himself, and the next moment, he picked up a piece of jade from the ground.

"Hey, the kid finally started carving. ”

"What's the use of starting to carve now, more than half of the time has passed. ”

"That's it, and with Duanmu Hui with a kun knife in his hand and Yan Song with a shadowless knife technique, this kid has nothing to pay attention to. ”

The crowd also talked about Tie Zhu's actions, but soon, everyone turned their attention back to Duanmu Hui and Yan Song.

Looking at the jade in front of him, Tie Zhu did not rush to move the knife, but in his mind, one picture after another appeared.

When I was one year old, I began to toddle, and it was my sister who helped me walk step by step, and my sister always stood in front of me and shouted to herself: "Come on, take another step." ”

When I was three years old, I fell ill with a high fever, but my parents were not at home, and my sister carried me to the clinic a few miles away to see a doctor.

When I was four years old, I got into a fight with a neighbor's child and was beaten and cried, but my sister led me to settle accounts with the neighbor's child.

When I was five years old, my sister went to high school and wanted to live in school, and the day my sister went to school, I cried for a whole day, and finally my sister did not live in school, but chose to go to school, and there was a ten mile road from my home to my sister's school.

When I was six years old, I went to kindergarten, and my sister took me to sign up, crying that I didn't want to go to school and wanted to be with my sister.

......

Scenes of the past, across the heart of the iron pillar, the iron pillar showed a smile on his face, the next moment, his right hand picked up the carving knife, finally, it was the first cut on the original stone.

When I was eight years old, I went to the video game room with my classmates to play games late, and when my sister ran to the game room to find me, my sister hit me for the first time.

Swish!

Another knife fell.

When he was nine years old, his father cooperated with others to open a factory to make money, and that year, my sister took herself to set off a lot of fireworks, and on the night of that Chinese New Year's Eve, two figures, one big and one small, looked at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

The blade turned, but what appeared in Tiezhu's mind was his sister's smile.

When I was ten years old, my sister fell in love and talked about a boyfriend at school, but I didn't like him, so I told my father about my sister's boyfriend, and then, my sister was scolded by my father, and my sister was not allowed to have anything to do with the man anymore.

On that day, my sister locked herself in her room and cried for a day, while she sat in front of her sister's door for a day.

When I was eleven years old, my sister was admitted to university and wanted to go to school in a distant city alone. ”

It's been a sweet eleven years.

And this sweetness spread from the body of the iron pillar, from the jade, and under each knife of the iron pillar, it was fully released.

"What's the matter, why do I feel sweet in my heart when I look at that kid's carving. ”

"Me too, I suddenly thought of my sister. ”

"I thought of my brother. ”

"Behold, the boy seems to be crying. ”

A crystal tear flowed out of Tiezhu's eyes and fell on the jade, and this scene was clearly captured by the camera and transmitted to the eyes of every audience.

All the audience was inexplicably quiet, but Jiang Tingting had already covered her eyes with fog, and she covered her mouth tightly with one hand.

"This is?" Old Chen also looked at Tie Zhu's body, and after half a sound, his voice trembled a little and said: "This is the realm of extreme affection, only extreme affection can be extremely knife, how can this kid be so old how can he feel this?"

Chen Lao was shocked and incredible, carving, the highest level is to integrate emotions into jade, however, it is easy to say, but it is so difficult to really do this.

Some people can't reach this point after carving all their lives, while some people have realized this realm, but they are already at the age of Haotou, just like themselves.

"How did he do it?" This was the doubt in Chen Lao's heart, and Chen Lao naturally didn't know that Tie Zhu had received information about the lives of three jade carving masters, and if it was about age, it was already more than two hundred years old.

Old Chen's words shocked the audience, this child is actually carving with love, no wonder they can feel that sweetness, thinking about what this child is thinking about at the moment is a sweet thing.

And in the same way, the jade in front of the iron pillar at this moment is the shape of a person, and everyone can see that the iron pillar is carved with a woman, but, at such an age, carving a woman is naturally not because of love.

Everyone was silent, quietly immersed in this sweetness, however, the next moment, as soon as the blade of the iron pillar turned, everyone felt that the sweetness was gone.

When he was 12 years old, his father's business failed and he was in debt, and his father died after being depressed.

That year, my sister dropped out of school.

That year, my sister and I hugged each other tightly in front of my father's spirit, crying until tears dried up.

That year, countless creditors came to the door to force debts, and my sister took herself and sold everything that the family could sell. (To be continued.) )