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It is not common to draw a map of Shikoku on a single piece of paper, and at the same time it clearly records the location of mountains, rivers and towns, which is even more rare. At the very least, Ye Feng had never seen such a map in his years.

In fact, the value of this map is far more than 700,000 taels of silver, and it is a priceless treasure for Ye Feng. You must know that Ye Feng's dream is not to unify the sects of the Qingshui Kingdom, sooner or later he will rush out of the Qingshui Kingdom to conquer the Four Kingdoms, and with this map, it is undoubtedly a one-percent chance of victory.

Walking on the street at this time, Ye Feng, who was in a happy mood, looked at the stalls on both sides, stopped from time to time to look at the shops, and continued to lead the horse after there was nothing he was interested in.

"Pinching clay people, only one or two silvers."

As he walked, Ye Feng's ears sounded with shouts, his eyes withdrew from the stall on the left, and he looked ten meters away through the gap in the crowd, and an old man in a gray robe fell into Ye Feng's eyes.

The old man's age is not young, and it can be seen from the wrinkles on his face that the age of this clay man is at least about seventy years old.

"Mud ...... Person! Ye Feng stopped and looked at the old man in the distance, and he didn't know what he remembered, a shallow smile immediately appeared on his face, and he led the horse towards the old man.

However, as soon as Ye Feng took three steps, a seven or eight-year-old naughty boy suddenly popped out of the gap in the crowd, the naughty boy was also fair-skinned and rich, and the clothes he was wearing were all silk materials, and after hurriedly bumping into the two people, he slammed into Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng didn't expect a naughty boy to pop out of the crowd in front of him, and he couldn't dodge it because it happened too hastily, although he didn't resist it with his vitality, he also knocked the naughty boy back more than two meters away, and grinned in pain after falling a belly.

"Little brother, you are ......." Ye Feng hurriedly loosened the horse rope and stepped forward to help the naughty boy. Before Ye Feng could walk a meter away, there were bursts of roaring and hissing from the crowd in front of him.

"You little king and eight lambs, yesterday you asked you to buy Lao Tzu the 'Eagle Catcher' martial arts, and you bought a 'Three Uniques for Bird Catching'.

Today, I asked you to buy three jars of 'daughter red', and mixed a jar of water with me. I worked so hard to raise you so big, and you still fooled me every day to see that I didn't beat you to death. ”

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this, and when he looked up through the gap, a man with an angry face and a wooden stick in his hand fell into sight.

The man roared and waved his stick, and although he couldn't see the man's lower body, he looked like he had a leg problem.

"He ......."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and before he finished speaking, he saw the naughty boy who had changed his color in a hurry, stood up in a hurry, bowed deeply to Ye Feng, turned his head in horror to look at the back, rubbed his butt and ran away.

Not half a minute after the naughty boy ran, the lame man with the stick also arrived in front of Ye Feng.

"You...... Why don't you stop him for me? If I can't catch that little king today, I'll come back to you to settle the score. The lame man pointed at Ye Feng with a stick, and his beard was even more hideous, and he didn't know which tendon was out of order, so he put the responsibility on Ye Feng's head.

"No, it has ...... with me." Ye Feng really couldn't cry or laugh, and secretly said that there were really all kinds of birds when the forest was big, and it was obviously something that had nothing to do with him, but he was bitten back by this lame man.

"Don't tell me it's useless, gray-haired boy, I remember you. I can't catch my son if you're lame, and I'll find you when I search Huaxiong Town. Hum! ”

The lame man spoke quite neatly, snorted coldly, waved the wooden stick, and limped after him.

"This ...... What's going on? Walking down the aisle and getting into trouble? ”

Ye Feng turned his head to look at the back of the lame man, scratched his head and muttered. was in a good mood, but when the father and son made a fuss, the happy mood was suddenly reduced by half.

"Pinch a clay figure, a clay figure only costs one or two silver."

When Ye Feng was depressed in his heart, the old man who was pinching the clay figure in the distance shouted again, and also hooked Ye Feng's thoughts, shook his head with a wry smile, and then led the horse to the old man's stall.

There are more than ten clay statues inserted in the stall, there are vivid birds and beasts, and there are also simple statues of ordinary people, Ye Feng who saw it was dazzled and nodded again and again, and secretly admired the old man's craftsmanship in his heart.

Perhaps finding that there were guests coming to the stall, the old man put down the half-finished goldfish in his hand, slowly raised his head and glanced at Ye Feng, and said with a smile: "Shaoxia, pinch a clay figure." It's not expensive, it only costs one or two pieces of silver. Shaoxia, don't worry, my husband and I pinched clay figures at the age of thirteen, and I am sure that I can pinch out your temperament and image without any difference. ”

Ye Feng touched his chin, squatted down with Fang Tian's halberd and looked at the clay figurines on the stall again, and then said to the old man: "Uncle, can you fabricate someone you haven't seen?" ”

"Oh? Isn't the young man pinching himself? Never mind. The old man lowered his body and took out a pen and paper from under the shelf, and handed it to Ye Fengdao: "As long as the young man can draw a seven-point portrait of that person, the old man can pinch it out." ”

Ye Feng's eyes flashed, he took the pen and dipped it in a little ink, waved the pen on the white paper, and sketched a person on the paper a quarter of an hour later.

"Just follow the image on the paper." Ye Feng put down the pen and handed the paper to the old man.

"Oops! The young man is so handsome. With this painting, I don't have to think about my demeanor and temperament. Shaoxia, you wait a while, the old man will make a clay statue for you now. ”

The old man looked at the portrait and nodded in praise, then pushed the half-finished goldfish aside, took out several kinds of colored clay from under the shelf, placed them in front of him one by one, and then looked at the person on the portrait, and pinched the clay figure without saying a word.

The person Ye Feng drew on the paper was his father Ye Longtian.

Ye Feng was not very interested in this thing, but after seeing the old man's superb hand skills, he also wanted the old man to make a clay statue of his father, and he could also take a look at it when he carried it with him in the future.

As time passed quietly, after an hour, the clay statue in the old man's hand was also formed, and then he used a carving knife of different sizes and a small flat stick tool to decorate it a few times, nodded with satisfaction and handed the clay statue to Ye Feng.

Taking over the clay statue, Ye Feng took a closer look and shouted three times in succession.

I have to praise, the old man's craftsmanship is exquisite, the perfect bonding of different colors of colored clay, pinching out the clothes, eyebrows, and hair is even more realistic, even Ye Longtian's demeanor and overall temperament are not bad, and his temperament is very similar to Ye Longtian's temperament when he looks at it.

"The old man's craftsmanship is really superb, and he can show my father's temperament exactly what, which really makes Ye admire." Ye Feng couldn't put it down, looking at his father's clay statue, and nodded and praised again and again.

"It's good that the young man is satisfied. It's been a long time since I've pinched such a troublesome clay figurine, and it took me enough time to pinch out dozens of birds and fish. But my husband and I also talk about integrity, the young man just needs to pay one or two silver. ”

"Good, good! I'll give you the silver of this clay statue first, and then I'll trouble you to pinch another one for me. Ye Feng smiled heartily, put the clay statue of his father in his left hand, and reached into his arms with his right hand to take out the silver.

However, the moment Ye Feng's right hand was stretched into his arms, his face instantly turned pale, and his eyes shone with cold light in an instant, and he suddenly turned around and shot straight in the direction he came.

"A good pair of father and son, they all stole from my Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng's silver tickets were all gone, not only the silver tickets, but also the map of the Four Kingdoms he had just bought, and the three pseudo-Xuan-rank martial arts books he had brought to the Sword Sect were also missing.

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