Su Ding said goodbye to the five old brothers, and promised that the cheap father would definitely replace them with new axles as soon as possible.

When I returned home, it was still empty.

Su Ding went directly to the studio.

He decided to start with the 'Seal of Seals'.

The studio is the same as it was yesterday when I left.

As soon as Su Ding entered the door, he saw the existence in the corner of the wall hidden under the red cloth.

Although Cheap Dad and Su San both said that the big man had abandoned the family, Su Ding could still feel a strange and distorted aura under the red cloth.

"Hello, have you eaten lunch?" Su Ding greeted.

There seemed to be a breeze floating in the enclosed room, and a corner of the red cloth swayed like a hallucination.

Su Ding didn't care, and sat directly in front of the workbench.

The semi-finished axles are still in place, and tools such as carving knives of different specifications are placed in metal boxes next to them.

Seeing this, Su Ding was a little hesitant.

The 'imprint' on the axle is etched, and even if he is a layman, he can see that the etching is very good, the force is even, the lines are soft, and it is done in one go.

I'm afraid that without ten years of basic skills, I'm afraid I won't be able to make such a fine pattern.

After thinking about it, Su Ding decided to try it directly first.

The big deal is a failure.

He picked out a carving knife in his hand, and as soon as he got his hands on it, he felt that something was wrong.

It was a strangely handy feeling.

Like an old friend for many years, the carving knife, the hand and the brain are all one.

In Su Ding's mind, the Taiji diagram began to rotate slowly again.

This time, he was hallucinating in front of his eyes.

Fragments from a first-person perspective.

In the clip, there are two hands, holding a carving knife, delicately carving intricate patterns.

There was not a hint of trembling in the hands, and something was respectfully placed in front of a vaguely unreadable idol before each carving.

It seems that it is impossible to fully engrave without these things.

Day after day, year after year, after years of tempering.

Finally, one day, the carved axle was completed.

The 'Seal' exudes an air of frightening madness, but these hands are very precious and gently rubbing the axles.

Su Ding opened his eyes.

This is the memory of the cheap dad about carving!

Could it be that when he absorbed the gray mist last night, he even absorbed the memories of his cheap father?

It's very likely!

If so, you may finally find a solution to your current problem.

Su Ding skillfully took out the smallest carving knife.

The hand landed steadily and accurately on the last stagnant lines of the semi-finished product, and a slight irritating touch appeared on the fingertips, as if something had followed the finger all the way from the carving knife to the axle.

Su Ding stopped thinking about a question for a moment, in his memory, the cheap dad etching pattern must first enshrine something, why don't he need it?

Probably the power of the Taiji diagram.

Su Ding began to move.

At the beginning, it was still a little jerky, but after a few strokes, that jerkiness gradually disappeared.

Instead, there is a kind of self-confidence that comes from muscle memory that has been cultivated over many years of training.

The more irritating and crazy lines gradually generated, and the faster the touch of his fingertips flowed, he could clearly feel a special force flowing through his fingertips to the axles.

That's what etching is all about!

Power shifts.

In the end, Su Ding even broke away from the routine in his memory, because there were more subtle tentacles in the Taiji diagram, and he felt that he could try it.

I couldn't stop trying this time.

When Su Ding came to his senses again, there was a wheel axle in front of him.

There is a kind of madness on the axle that makes people unable to look at it directly, and there is a faint trace of gray mist overflowing.

Su Ding was stunned.

Is this what I got it?

There was a clear difference between this axle and the memory just now, those axles did not have such a strong black glow, and there was no gray mist seeping out.

Su Ding frowned slightly, always feeling that his brain was empty, and he felt like he was being hollowed out.

He closed his eyes and looked at himself.

It was found that there was a change in the Taiji diagram.

The Taiji diagram is still in a very unbalanced state, and the peripheral antennae like a virus infection are still the same.

But the black-red side didn't shine like I saw before, as if the energy was exhausted and dimmed.

Su Ding touched his chin.

Is this out of blue? Or is it a CD?

Now I can finally determine that this Taiji diagram in my brain is inseparable from the power of the gray mist I absorbed last night.

It can even be guessed that while absorbing these strange powers, the evil thought space can also absorb part of the memories of the absorbed person.

This gold finger is kind of interesting!

Wouldn't sucking two Lao Tzu casually become the world's biggest cub if you have nothing to do?

Su Ding pulled out another axle from the side, but quickly stopped again. 、

I still have my cheap dad's craft experience in my brain, but it feels very jerky.

In this way, it seems that Goldfinger is not invincible, once the CD is transferred, everything will return to normal.

Although I have gained those experiences and memories, I still need to turn myself into my own ability, and the advantage is that I can avoid many detours.

Su Ding glanced at the brass steam wall clock on the wall and found that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

Lost for at least five hours in between!

Su Dingshi Shiran got up, and he didn't care much about his weirdness.

He's more of a gamer now, playing in this new world with the attitude of exploring new worlds.

As soon as I went out, I saw my cheap dad standing at the door and slapping the soot on his body.

Su Ding said hello with a smile, not caring at all about the terrible scene of the cheap dad almost turning into an axe maniac last night.

Su Ergou asked while changing out of his overalls: "I heard that Qiangzi and they are in trouble with you today?"

"Who is Hadron?"

"It's the ones in the pendulum workshop, bald heads! bald heads are strong sons!" Su Ergou was a little angry: "I told them that the goods will be delivered within a week, and they dare to look for you!"

Su Ding waved his hand: "It's okay, Brother Qiang is very good, and he took me to visit their workshop." ”

After speaking, Su Ding sighed again, and found that Brother Qiang was really similar to the one in the cartoon.

He smiled and said: "You are not authentic old, the axles are broken and still used by people, what about the quality assurance of the good Ergou workshop?"

Su Ergou coughed lightly, and his old face was a little unbearable: "Didn't there be an accident at home, I didn't think that it would be solved yet." ”

Speaking of which, Su Ergou couldn't help but be a little angry.

When he woke up this morning, he found himself sleeping in front of his son's door.

The girl and the great fairy were humming a little song to make porridge, as if they didn't see their father lying on the floor.

Later, he found out that he had completely lost consciousness last night, and almost injured two children!

Su Ergou was afraid and worried.

If your mental pollution exceeds the threshold, this home will be over.

So early in the morning, Su Ergou went to the only old Xuanlang in the town who could do a psychic resistance test for an examination, but the result was surprisingly good.

Not only have the negative traits 'micro-mania' and 'micro-dazed' disappeared, but even 'moderately extreme' has become 'micro-extreme'.

He is now in a state of mind like a normal person.

I've been perverted for so many years, why do I still feel a little uncomfortable when I've become a normal person for a while.

At this time, Su Ding's voice interrupted Su Ergou's thoughts.

"By the way, I just didn't know how to suddenly get an idea, and carved an axle on the workbench, you can see if it can be used. ”