Feng Yuluan was on the roof, surrounded by a circle of women who reached out and gently stroked him, he closed his eyes tightly and frowned, and finally couldn't bear it, opened his eyes suddenly, jumped onto the wooden corridor of the ****** floor, waved his hand and laid a forbidden barrier around the west chamber to prevent these women from entering the west chamber, and he went down the stairs of the wooden gallery to the second floor, and came to the workshop of the silversmith master.

Master Zhuang was looking down to make a silver hairpin, raised his eyes and saw Feng Yuluan, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Childe, what kind of jewelry do you want to play?" ”

Feng Yuluan smiled and said, "Are you a silversmith in the shop?" I came from the seven peaks and lived in the shop for a while. ”

"It turned out to be the son in the mountain gate, there is no tea in my workshop, please take a seat."

"Don't bother the master, you are busy with yours, I also have some hobbies of making things, borrow your workshop for use."

"Childe, please feel free."

Feng Yuluan took out a large silver ingot from his arms, and in front of a pair of cases, picked up a steel hammer and beat it until the silver ingot turned into a slender strip with a round head and a round tail. He took another piece of steel wire drawing, stuck the pointed head in the hollow of the wire drawing, grasped the tip firmly with one hand, and pulled out a silver wire as thick as a match.

When all the silver threads were drawn and placed on the table, he took another musket and began to build the thing he had in mind.

Lin Yuanchen was in the embroidery room in the east wing, talking to Linglong, while embroidering with a needle, but it took a long time to embroider a needle, and if a needle was not good, it would fall out of the air, and the stitches embroidered would be even more unsightly.

"Miss Yuji, what kind of exercises are you practicing?" Linglong leaned over to embroider a pair of embroidery on the bandage, and raised her eyes from time to time to observe Lin Yuanchen's imperial needle embroidery storage bag.

"Linglong, this is not a practice, I am practicing swords."

"Hehe, Linglong hasn't seen others practice swords, I don't know how to practice swords!"

"Linglong, sword training is various."

"Miss Yuji, who are the people around the group of young ladies outside?"

"He's my master, Feng Yuluan."

"Wind Yuluan...... Isn't that the old man of Daozun in the mountain gate, I can't imagine being so young. Miss Yuji, you are blessed, the old man of Daozun came to see you this time. ”

"Hahaha, Linglong, what a blessing he came to see me, after he came, I couldn't go anywhere. Nor can they make friends freely. ”

"Daozun is afraid that you will be deceived by other sons."

At this time, the needle in the air fell again, and Lin Yuanchen let out a cry of "oops" in his mouth, and hung his head to pick up the needle again.

"This royal needle embroidery is really difficult! Linglong, how do you embroider? ”

"I embroider? I don't know, it's just that the needle is in sight, and I can embroider wherever I want, Linglong has been embroidering since she was a child, and she may be used to it. ”

Lin Yuanchen looked carefully at the needle and thread in her hand, this needle, with the difference of the needle, she sometimes pinched the middle of the needle, sometimes pinched the tail, sometimes obliquely took it, sometimes stood upright, Lin Yuanchen looked at it for a long time, and slowly came to her senses.

"If I only control one part of the needle, I can't completely control the needle, and I can even divide multiple points with the change of the needle's position in the air, and the strength of the needle is also the result of different forces on the needle."

Then the magic in the mind changed, divided into several parts of the needle, in the air to do multi-angle changes, this is indeed a lot more stable, and after a few turns, you can even feel the weight of the needle from the mind.

"I fight with my hands, and the skin, flesh, muscles, and bones on the opponent's body, and the change of strength can be sensed with my hands, and I can even sense his intention to make his next move. To perceive the sword, and the sword of the other, but there is no hand to touch. Only by being as delicate and precise as that sloppy ghost can you instinctively judge the touch on the sword, just like creating tesuji on the sword out of thin air. ”

Thinking of this, I simply closed my eyes, and did all kinds of movements and routines in the air with the needle, consolidating the slightest feeling of needle in my heart.

After an hour, the sensation seemed much more obvious, and she threw out another needle, and tried to thread it into the end of the needle a few times, and embroidered the storage bag with the two needles. From time to time, the two needles are used to move each other, so as to perceive the slightest sensation when the needles pass by in the air, or collide with each other.

Until lunchtime, these two needles never fell from the sky once, and Edgeworth's instinct was some, and he didn't have to devote a lot of attention to stabilizing the sword, as if he really had a hand directly pinching the needle.

Feng Yuluan was in Master Zhuang's workshop, and he also made the things he conceived.

This is a hollow filigree plate handle rouge brush, and a very complex and exquisite makeup knife, Feng Yuluan held these two sparkling things in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, took out a sky blue compass from his arms, strung the two makeup utensils together, tied a bow, and took out a knot, and wore it all over it.

I greeted Master Zhuang and walked out of the workshop.

As soon as he appeared, the daughters in the patio shouted one after another, Feng Yuluan frowned, and did not go down to the patio, but flew into the east chamber in the air, and as soon as he landed, he also waved a forbidden enchantment.

I came to the embroidery room briskly.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Linglong secretly looked at the two of them, and did not speak, just as superfluous people present.

"Yuji, see what Master has done for you?"

Feng Yuluan held the makeup knife and makeup brush in his hand and put them under Lin Yuanchen's eyes.

Lin Yuanchen snatched it and dwelt it in front of him, his eyes flashing: "Master, this is so beautiful, is it for me?" ”

"Well, do you like it?"

"I like it very much, thank you, Master!"

Feng Yuluan took the makeup knife and makeup brush from her hand, and gently pinned them to the belt around her waist, and the two pieces of equipment hung on Lin Yuanchen's waist, touching each other lightly as they walked, making a tinkling and crisp sound.

"Yuji, are you hungry? Master took you out to dinner? ”

"Okay, okay, I don't want to go to Fengkai Building to eat today, why don't we go and see what other delicacies are available in the market?"

"That's exactly what Master wants!"

The two of them walked out of the embroidery room hand in hand, and Linglong covered her mouth and smiled: "What Daozun old man, obviously he is a child who doesn't grow up like Xiaoyu!" ”

The two flew out directly from the roof and flew in the air, Lin Yuanchen couldn't help but bow his head and play with the makeup on his waist: "Master, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes, Master, you can make jewelry for the store in the future!" ”

Feng Yuluan frowned: "Master doesn't want to make jewelry for those women!" ”

"Why, if those young ladies heard that it was made by Master, they would definitely like it very much."

"Master will only make jewelry for you alone." (To be continued.) )