Chapter 87: Ingenuity, Ingenuity
"Not really." Fang Mingsheng's eyes were full of incomprehension.
However, Qian Lao is different, if it was just Yu Feibai talking, he must have some doubts, but even Wang Guan nodded, then it fully explained the problem. At the same time, Qian Lao remembered again, what Yu Feibai said just now, his demeanor and tone of appearance and tone did not seem to be joking.
For a moment, Qian Lao thoughtfully, raised the gloomy wooden beads of red sandalwood, and observed them more carefully.
"Qian Lao, if you look at it like this, you can't see anything."
At this time, Yu Feibai smiled and was very proud, as if he could guide Qian Lao, which was a very remarkable thing.
"Then what do you say, what should you think?" Qian Lao asked humbly, such a mind, such a bearing, definitely not Chapter 87 ingenuity, magic is something that ordinary people can do.
"Yu Feibai, you kid is starting to his tail again."
At the same time, Gao Dequan was slightly dissatisfied: "Turn around, tell your father, and let him clean you up." â
"Don't, Uncle De, I'm kidding." Yu Feibai shrank and hurriedly said, "Old Qian, bring a cup of water, I'll let you witness a real miracle." â
"What a miracle, such a mystery."
It could be seen that Fang Mingsheng didn't believe it very much, and greeted with a smile: "Come, everyone come to the hall to talk." Early in the morning, the wind is cold, and it blows for a long time, and it is easy to get cold, which is not good for Qian Lao's health. â
Everyone felt justified, and hurriedly helped Qian Lao and walked into the living room.
"It's still warm in the hall."
After sitting down, Qian Lao really picked up the pot and poured water himself.
"Old Qian, don't move, let me ......" Yu Feibai looked at it, and was really anxious. If this news reached his father's ears, he would have been beaten half to death.
Qian Lao waved his hand slightly, poured a glass of water briskly, and smiled and said, "Now, let me see the miracle you said." â
Glancing at Yu Feibai, Gao Dequan said, "Old Qian, just put the beads in the water." â
"Chapter 87 is ingenious, ghostly, it's so simple." Qian Lao was a little surprised, and then did so.
In an instant, the clear water soaked the entire bead, and a touch of bright purple qi immediately floated out, rolling and surging, as if a divine dragon was opening its teeth and dancing its claws.
"What's going on!" Originally, Fang Mingsheng, who was still a little careless, was immediately stunned when he saw this situation, and couldn't help but get up and stared intently.
With the rotation of the beads, the lofty mountains, the magnificent majestic passes, and the middle-aged scribes appeared one by one. Through the cup, due to the refraction of light in the water, the volume of the beads is a little larger, and the pattern on it is very clear.
Then, wisps of purple gas swirled, and Lao Tzu, who was riding a green ox, also suddenly appeared.
"Lao Tzu went west to Hangu Pass, and purple qi came ......from the east" At this time, Qian Lao was no longer calm, his eyes became very shining, and his emotions were also very excited.
"Miracles, miracles, I'm not dreaming."
At the same time, Fang Mingsheng was amazed, his face full of shock and disbelief.
"Yes, the first time I watched it, I thought it was in a dream." Yu Feibai agreed, even if he had watched it several times, there was still a bit of obsession in his eyes.
Including Gao Dequan, who has already Wang Guan, he can't calm down.
Looking at the slowly rotating patterns in the beads, they seemed to have traveled through thousands of years of time and space, placed under the Hangu Pass, and together with Yin Xi, with nervousness, joy, and anticipation, they were waiting for the arrival of the Taoist saint.
After a long time, Qian Lao slowly came back to his senses and sighed: "Sure enough, I looked away, if it wasn't for your reminder, I really didn't know that this red sandalwood gloomy wood bead would have such a wonderful disappearance." â
"Strange treasure, definitely strange treasure." Fang Mingsheng muttered, "This must be a legendary treasure. â
"That's right." Yu Feibai said with a smile: "This is the inner dan of the three-legged golden toad that has been cultivated for thousands of years. â
"Really?" Fang Mingsheng seemed to believe it.
"Fake."
Wang Guan smiled helplessly: "Didn't Qian Lao say it, this is red sandalwood gloomy wood." I don't know that it was buried for thousands of years, and it was unearthed later, so that the skilled craftsmen found it, carefully carved it into a bead shape, and carved the pattern of Lao Tzu's journey to the west on the bead. â
"Impossible, the pattern on the beads is clearly natural. Otherwise, why is the pattern disappearing after the beads surface? Yu Feibai shook his head and said, "Besides, how do you explain the purple qi floating out?" â
"It wasn't purple gas, it was the light that the beads refracted in the water. As the beads swirled in the water, the purple light swayed as if a dragon snake was winding and twisting its teeth and claws. â
After a night's research, Wang Guan had a pretty thorough understanding of the gloomy wood beads of red sandalwood, and immediately explained: "As for the patterns, some of them are indeed natural textures. However, if you look closely with a magnifying glass, you will find that most of the veins of these textures are formed by micro-engraving. â
"It's just that the person who carves it is definitely a master-level craftsman. I don't know how he found out, when the beads are soaked in water, the texture will show the general shape of the mountains, the city Xiongguan, and Lao Tzu riding a bull. â
Wang Guan admired: "Then, this master, with ingenuity, used his superb carving skills to decorate the natural texture on the beads, and finally formed the shape we see now." â
"Wang Guan, how do you know about these situations?" Yu Feibai was stunned.
"Look at my two big dark circles."
Wang Guan rubbed his eyes and said with a wry smile: "If you stay up all night, it is estimated that you will be able to study it." â
"Alas, why are you studying it, ruining my illusions."
didn't think about it, Yu Feibai complained instead: "I use beads as the magic weapon of immortals." I'm going to take advantage of your inattention to have a drop of blood to confess the Lord. â
All of a sudden, everyone looked at each other and couldn't help laughing or crying.
In fact, many things are like this, before I understand it clearly, I think it is a miracle, a miracle, an incredible phenomenon, etc., but once I understand it, the shocked mood slowly returns to normal.
However, despite this, Qian Lao couldn't help but sigh: "It's too great, the wisdom of the ancients is really not something that today's people can completely imagine." â
"Who's to say it's not." Fang Mingsheng thought so, nodded and admitted: "Actually, just now, before Little Brother Wang Guan explained, I had the same feeling as Little Brother Feibai. I think this thing can't be a fairy baby. Looking back now, I finally understand why there were so many legends of immortal deeds in ancient times. â
"Makes sense." Gao Dequan said with a smile: "In ancient times, a lot of knowledge was not popularized and was not taken seriously. When I saw such a magical thing, my first reaction was not to crack its mystery, but to offer it to the immortals. In addition, the rulers were happy to publicize it vigorously out of the need to consolidate the imperial power and increase their majesty. â
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In addition, a book friend suggested that I make the chapters longer. Actually, it's not impossible. But considering that the current performance of this book, to a large extent, is supported by the weekly click list. Therefore, I can only regretfully give up this plan. Thank you for your understanding.
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