Thinking about it, it can't be realized, that's also in vain, Wang Zhaodi is not a person who gives up easily, she took the idea of observing the appearance of the wooden man, and then saw what kind of wood the wood was, and then she went to look for shops everywhere, wanting to buy wood with the same material as the wooden man.

"Since I can't summon the wooden man, why can't I make a wooden man myself?" Wang Zhaodi thought to herself, so she searched carefully, and her hard work paid off, she actually found such a wood, a wooden man who was very similar to the wooden man in the palace of the king, standing in a courtyard.

After Wang Zhaodi saw it, she was very surprised, she walked towards the gate of the courtyard, and bravely stepped into the gate, and saw that there were many people practicing martial arts moves, of course, these people are also wandering spirits, but because of cultivation, they look more real, more existential, much more textured than ordinary wandering spirits.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" asked a tall, thin man as he approached her.

Wang Zhaodi hurriedly said, "I'm here to find your curator and do a business with him!" Wang Zhaodi guessed that this was a martial arts hall, just like the mortal world, where martial arts were practiced for others.

"If you ask the curator to do business, he will only teach people to cultivate, not do business, you have found the wrong person!" the man laughed.

Wang Zhaodi said, "No, he won't do it, I'll just do it!"

The man smiled and said, "That's right, okay, you say, what business you want to do, you can say it now, because I'm the curator, and I'm the person you're looking for!"

Wang Zhaodi looked incredulous, and said, "You are really the curator, you didn't lie to me?"

The man said, "Don't lie to you, you say, what business do you want to do with me, I don't have time, if you don't say it again, I'm going to drive you out!"

Wang Zhaodi hurriedly said, "Okay, I want to buy this wooden stake of yours!" Wang Zhaodi pointed to the wooden man and said.

The curator frowned and said, "What are you going to buy this wooden stake for?"

Wang Zhaodi said, "That's naturally cultivation, can't you still eat it if you buy it back?"

The curator said, "You know how to cultivate yourself, so you don't need me to teach you?"

Wang Zhaodi shook his head and said, "Of course I hope you can teach me, but I can't come to you to study, because I can't move freely, and I only have too little time!"

Wang Zhaodi made up reasons randomly, hoping to deceive the man in front of him, he looked at Wang Zhaodi and said, "You have little time, could it be that someone in your family doesn't support your cultivation?"

Brother Wang Zhaodi nodded and said, "Yes, I'm a woman, cultivation is purely my personal preference, and my family is against it!"

The curator sighed and said, "I understand, I understand, just like you, this wooden stake of mine, I will give it to you for free, just take it as my encouragement to you!"

Wang Zhaodi was overjoyed, she thanked the curator, and was about to move the wooden stake, but she moved it vigorously, the wooden stake did not move, Wang Zhaodi didn't believe it, she urged the divine power, moved it again, and still didn't move, the wooden stake seemed to be as heavy as a mountain!

The curator had been standing beside her and watching, and seeing that she couldn't move, he didn't suspect at all that it was because Wang Zhaodi was not a wandering spirit, he only thought that Wang Zhaodi was too weak and not strong enough!

"You don't have enough mind!" said the curator with a smile.

Wang Zhaodi was silently surprised in his heart, "Mental power? Could it be that in this underworld, the wandering soul can hold things, and it is completely dependent on mental power?" Wang Zhaodi heard the statement of telekinesis, and quickly realized that moving things needs to rely on telekinesis, otherwise, it is impossible to move anything, even if it is a piece of goose feathers, if there is no telekinesis, it will not be able to pick it up!

"I... My heart is in turmoil, and I can't gather my mental power!" Wang Zhaodi said, she thought, the so-called mental power must come from the heart, saying that the heart is chaotic and cannot concentrate the mental power, it should not be wrong.

But Director An shook his head and said, "You're wrong, telekinesis doesn't come out of our hearts, it comes out of our bodies, our bodies are like an energy field, which can generate a force around us, and this power is telekinesis, haven't your family ever told you?"

Wang Zhaodi knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course I know, my family has told me since I was a child, but I just said the wrong thing, I often say the wrong thing, and people who know me call me a stupid aunt!"

"Hehe, you can see it, you are indeed stupid, but you are brave, I like it very much!" said the curator, and then he reached out and grabbed Wang Zhaodi's shoulder!

Wang Zhaodi was startled and hurriedly dodged, her movements were very fast, and the curator actually caught a void all of a sudden!

"Hey, you..." The curator was very surprised, because the spirit moved its body, and it also relied on telekinesis, he saw that Wang Zhaodi couldn't move this wooden stake just now, so he concluded that Wang Zhaodi's telekinesis was not good, and now he saw that Wang Zhaodi moved quickly, obviously his telekinesis was very strong, and the contradiction between the front and back made him very strange, so he had a surprised expression and language.

Wang Zhaodi also felt that her reaction was too sharp, which would make others suspicious, especially this cultivator, so she immediately defended, "Don't be surprised, I'm like this, as soon as I'm scared, or nervous, I will burst out of potential, and there will be a strong burst of telekinesis!"

"Oh, there's such a thing, then tell me, what stimulated you just now?" the curator was even more strange.

The corners of Wang Zhaodi's mouth twitched, and he said, "You still ask, of course it's you!"

"Me?" said the curator.

"Well, you have to grab my shoulder, don't you know that men and women can't be intimate, especially strange men, as long as they get close to me, I'm very nervous!" Wang Zhaodi said.

"Oh, I see!" said the curator with a sudden realization.

Wang Zhaodi was secretly proud in his heart, it turned out that no matter where it was, whether it was a fairy or a demon or a mortal ghost, as long as there was a distinction between men and women, it was a man who didn't understand a woman's heart.

This curator was played by Wang Zhaodi, obviously he was not as cunning as Wang Zhaodi, Wang Zhaodi knew the trick of activating mental power from his mouth, so she tried to starve her body and emit energy to the outside, she did it for the first time, so she didn't do it well enough, but there was no problem with holding a wooden stake.

So she quickly took the wooden man stake away, left the martial arts hall like flying, walked to a street corner where there was no one, took out the dagger she carried with her, and quickly hollowed out the middle of the wooden man, leaving only an empty shell, and then she took the wooden man with the empty shell, lurking outside the king's palace, she saw an opportunity, and threw the finished wooden man outside the door, and the guarding warrior saw that there was a wooden man outside the door, so he naturally picked it up and put it back among all the wooden people.