Jiang Xin and Yang Gang were grinding on this side, but the mud monkey on the other side, who was called a monkey, was inseparable from the life soul.

Although the life soul looks formless and insubstantial, it can actually carry out physical attacks, although the attack strength is not very good, but there is no problem with the mud monkey in two moves.

The situation of the mud monkey is not clear, but the life soul can be controlled by Jiang Xin to a certain extent.

His eyes moved slightly, and Jiang Xin was talking to Yang Gang to delay time, and at the same time, he separated a part of his mind and went out to control the attack action of the life soul.

Opposite Jiang Xin, relying on the three wisps of Qi connected to the mud monkey, Yang Gang instantly found that the originally dull movements of the life soul became full of vitality, glanced at Jiang Xin, and immediately had an inference.

With a slight movement in his heart, Yang Gang's fingers were secretly clasped, and a few qi breaths were emanated, and the two little clay figures who had been hiding in the dark and were not burned by the purple fire instantly joined the battle.

Although the size of the life soul is small, the strength in his hand is undiminished, making his kung fu with Tai Chi as the main trunk, soft and other means as big as the mud monkey jumping up and down.

Chirp—

Seeing that the stick that fell on his head was unloaded by the soul with that strange move, he grinned and scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

At this time, two clay figures in the distance babbled, holding two nooses made of Qi breath in their hands and ran out, just throwing their hands, and the noose chased directly after the soul as if it had life.

Still falling on himself from the lasso, the soul grinned slightly, and then turned into ethereal black smoke and flew out, regrouping, and the noose was left alone in place.

“？？？” The two clay figures were stunned, tilted their heads, and finally reacted: "Babble! ”

"Chirp!" The monkey was a little impatient, stretched out his hand to push away the two clay figurines that were in the way, and rushed out again with a step on his feet, and the red Qiguang vine on the stone rod in his hand smashed into the soul again.

"Hmm-" The Ethereal state can ignore all physical attacks, but it would be a bit whimsical to avoid the threat of Qi.

With the Tai Chi Strength Method, the stone rod was moved away, and the strength in it poured into the air, and the soul instantly stepped forward, and the five fingers became claws, and slashed at the mud monkey's chest.

A yellow cloud of mud peeled off, revealing the tangled fibers of plants and trees within.

Looking at the mud in the hands of the life soul, the monkey was stunned for a moment, and then became more and more wild, and the two villains on the side also rushed over, looking like they were going to fight to the death with the life soul.

"Good opportunity." Jiang Xin's eyes lit up slightly, and the position of the moving soul was blocked between the mud monkey and a clay man, and the moment he saw the stone stick fall, it turned into a virtual state.

With a hiss, the black qi was directly torn apart by the red Qi light, and behind the life soul, the clay man who screamed was also smashed into a ball of mud.

Chirp-chirp-

Looking at the accomplice in front of him who had been smashed by himself, the monkey scratched his head, and saw the soul reappear, carrying a stick and rushing out again.

Smack—

There was another soft sound, and the second clay figure was also murdered and turned into a mass of mud.

Obviously, it was the soul in front of him, but the one who was killed by himself was living together, the monkey was a little confused for a while, and stood in place in a daze, and holding this opportunity, the soul turned into a knife in his palm and raised and fell behind the monkey.

A few black lines crossed it, and five or six pieces of mud fell to the ground, and the monkey's originally red eyes were extinguished.

"It's a good play, taking advantage of the brainless characteristics of these little things." Seeing that the battle over there was over, Yang Gang no longer kept his hand, the Buddha light on his chest flashed, and six arms appeared behind him.

Grabbing, grabbing, fisting, palming, hammering, plus the two fingers in Yang Gang's hand that were up again, at the same time, the six attacks hit Jiang Xin in unison, and for a while, the air was full of sharp whistling sounds.

Recalling the five qi of the Soul Movement, Jiang Xin suddenly moved more than ten meters away, leaving Yang Gang's strength in the empty space.

"It's another trick." Seeing Jiang Xin teleport out, Yang Gang's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and a gray fluffy one appeared in his hand.

"Come!" Yang Gang shouted, his whole body was full of breath, the shriveled cloth bag opened instantly, and then an inexplicable suction force locked on Jiang Xin's body out of thin air.

"It's about the same as a stealer." Jiang Xin's heart moved, and a purple flame rose instantly, and the next moment it was driven by the suction and turned into a purple thread surging towards the cloth bag.

Seeing this, Yang Gang was not in a hurry, the cloth bag in his hand shook, and the Qi that had been swallowed up poured out like a flood of floods, and when it encountered the purple fire, it instantly turned into a fluffy flame several meters large.

When the flames dissipated, Jiang Xin was still in the forest, but Yang Gang had disappeared.

Without waiting for Jiang Xin to be puzzled, a voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu came from above Jiang Xin's head, and when he looked up, he found that Yang Gang appeared above his head holding a demon pestle at some point.

And in the forest in the distance, a series of purple runes like immortals flickered, enveloping Jiang Xin in the middle.

Trying to mobilize the five qi in his chest but finding that there was no movement, Jiang Xin was silent for a moment and raised his head: "How did you do it." ”

"You don't have to worry about that." With a wave of the demon pestle in Yang Gang's hand, the runic cultures scattered all over the forest trickled back one by one, and turned into the familiar purple gold bowl again.

Dissipating the golden light on his body, Yang Gang jumped down his finger: "Let's go, the old man wants to see you." ”

"See me?" Jiang Xin was stunned for a moment, and then followed: "Since the old man wants to see me, why do you want me to fight with you?" ”

Yang Gang glanced at Jiang Xin: "Heh, you care about me!" ”

Faced with such a hard recovery, Jiang Xin was speechless for a while, and could only follow him all the way back to the company.

It's still the same office last time, but this time, instead of Yang Gang sitting on the sofa chair, there is an old man who looks to be seventy or eighty years old.

"Dad." Waving his hand to let Yang Gang step aside, the old man looked at Jiang Xin and smiled: "You are Xiao Jiang." ”

"You know me?"

"I don't know." The old man shook his head: "But the news I got that there is only one person named Jiang Xin who came back to my Yang family at this time, so don't you call this name." ”

Looking at the kind old man in front of him, Jiang Xin's heart tightened for no reason, and he immediately nodded: "Call, of course my name is Jiang Xin." ”

"That's good, then I'm not looking for the wrong person." The old man nodded, walked up to Jiang Xin and looked up and down: "Quite a spirited young man." Okay, don't worry about Xiaogang, come with me. ”

"Where?"

"Yang family land."

......

The next day.

The sunlight shining on his face suddenly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, Jiang Xin found that he had been lying on a wooden bed at some point, pushed open the door and walked out, and what greeted him was a village of birds and flowers.

"This is..."

Just when Jiang Xin was a little confused, a child with mud on his face ran in front of Jiang Xin: "Uncle, you are awake, grandpa asked me to take you to meet him." ”

"Call my brother."

The child glanced at Jiang Xin strangely, didn't speak, just grabbed the clay figure in his hand and ran out quickly: "No!" ”

Bear kids!

Jiang Xin's heart moved, and his mental power came in an instant, and he grabbed back the child who hadn't run far away: "If you don't call, don't scream, what to run, take me to see your grandfather." ”

The child didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Xin and laughed evilly.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Xin subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and then a sound of wind came from behind his head.

Boom—

Ignoring the use of mental power to restrain the child, Jiang Xin rolled forward a few meters on the spot with a donkey, and a cloud of dust exploded behind him, and then a clay sculpture that looked like a person tall appeared in front of him.

"This is, White Tiger?" Looking at the majestic and delicate tiger in front of him, Jiang Xin stood up straight, and his luck Yuan Qi pressed tightly against the eyes of the white tiger.

"Uncle stupid guessed wrong, this is the big white made by the second grandfather."

"Made." Jiang Xin glanced at the white tiger up and down, but he didn't see the slightest flaw, even the eyes that were most likely to have loopholes were lifelike, and even the look in them could be seen.

"Joy Wazi !!"

Just when Jiang Xin was watching the white tiger distracted, a gloomy roar sounded behind the two of them, and when he turned his head, the Xi Wazi had already been grabbed by a man and picked up by the back collar, and he couldn't help but say that he was smacking his ass a few times.

Stretched out his hand to shake the crying Xi Wazi again, and the strong man looked at Jiang Xin: "Brother Xiao Jiang is really embarrassed, this group of melon babies just like to mess around, which makes you laugh." My name is Yang Cheng, you can call me Uncle Cheng. ”

"No, it's okay Uncle Cheng." Jiang Xin looked at Xiwa, who had disappeared for a while, and pointed to the white tiger: "This is ......"

"Oh, this one." Uncle Cheng patted the white tiger and let out a dull thud: "This is a means made by the elders of the family to ensure the safety of the village, as long as you don't take the initiative to deal with the people in the village, he won't attack you." ”

"Alright, let's not talk about that." Uncle Cheng let Baihu leave here, and then walked in front of Jiang Xin: "Come with me, grandpa wants to see you." ”

"If there is anything else, you can say it on the way, don't let the grandfather wait for them."

Jiang Xin nodded and followed Uncle Cheng's footsteps: "Are you here, who are responsible for guarding the safety of the village, all sculptures like the white tiger just now?" ”

"Hmm." Uncle Cheng nodded: "There are not many people in the village, most of them have to learn crafts from a few elders, and the intelligence of those sculptures is not low, so it is just right for them to walk around the village on a regular basis." ”

Maybe there are other rules, Uncle Cheng and Jiang Xin don't talk much, most of them are some inconsequential common sense, once it comes to something more important, they will bring the topic directly over.

The two chatted all the way, and soon came to a compound: "Okay, grandpa, they are inside, you just enter the gate and go inside." ”

Uncle Cheng smiled: "I have other things to do, so I won't be with you." ”

Jiang Xin nodded, directly pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, as far as the eye could see, things were lined up in two rows, there were large sculptures with a double ten, and under the gaze of these clay sculptures into the lobby, Jiang Xin saw the head of the Yang family, Yang Cunren.

"Here, sit down." Yang Cunren pointed to a chair beside him, and waited until Jiang Xin sat down before continuing to speak: "I already know the purpose of your coming here. ”

Knowing the existence of the magic of the spirit machine, Jiang Xin was not surprised, turned his hand and took out the wooden box containing the clay figure from the devouring bag and put it on the table: "This is what the old man of the ditch asked me to bring." ”

The old man reached out and took the wooden box and looked at it twice, then put his anger on the wooden table beside him: "I already know the matter, you can stay in the village for the time being these days, and when it is done, I will have the finished product handed over to you." ”

Seeing that the old man was putting on a gesture of sending off guests, Jiang Xin couldn't ask the question in his heart, so he could only turn around and leave.

Seeing Jiang Xin leave the courtyard, Yang Cunren put his eyes back on the box, and after a moment of silence, he picked it up and opened it.

Inside was a clay figure whose verve had dissipated a lot, and a note with a few lines of chatting on it.

But it was this note that looked so normal, but the somewhat cold expression on Yang Cunren's face was completely overturned, and when he closed the box again, the original indifference on his face had completely disappeared.

After thinking about it, he took out the spiritual machine that Gou Chen sent to him a long time ago, entered a little information, and then released it back again: "Old thing, what do you want to do!" ”

I don't know what level of cultivation these two people has reached, and the spirit of the original speed is not very good, and under the drive of these two people, they disappear into the sky in an instant.

After a few seconds, an inspiration came from afar: "It's just to tell you something, and the rest is none of my business." Don't go back! ”

"Old immortal!" Gritting his teeth, he completely crushed the spiritual opportunity, Yang Cunren's chest rose and fell, and after taking a few deep breaths, he called the person who had been with him in: "Tell me to go down, prepare another set of utensils and a studio, and the corresponding materials are all prepared for me." ”

"It's ......"

"You don't have to worry about it." Yang Cunren waved his hand: "If they ask, they will say that I called it." ”

......

Out of the courtyard gate, the silence inside was suddenly isolated within the courtyard wall, and the distant bird chirping and children's laughter reached Jiang Xin's ears again.

After carefully identifying the direction, Jiang Xin did not go back to his residence here, but walked to the east of the village, where there was a young boy who was making clay sculptures with mud.

Walking to the side and squatting down, Jiang Xin silently watched the process of plastic clay.

Qi light wraps the hands, selects different kinds of fibers to form a human skeleton, and then fills them with different kinds of mud, and then uses the Qi in the hands to blend them together, and then buries the fibers that replace the main blood vessels and meridians in the mud at the same time.

In the seemingly random movements, layer by layer, the appearance of a clay figure was quickly revealed.

At this time, although the clay figurines did not have charm, the Qi light on them was not much different from the few clay figurines that Jiang Xin Natian saw, and they were obviously already usable.

But the movement in the young man's hand did not stop, but reached out and dipped some water, and a few fingers flew on the surface of the clay figure.

The eyebrows, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, all five senses, followed by the arms, five fingers of the arms, and so on.

In just a moment's effort, the clay sculpture, which was originally just a shape, had a hint of human touch, and as the boy took out the paint and began to paint, the clay figure became more and more agile.

After another few dozen minutes, when the young man put away his paintbrush, a 'son' who looked like a jade but looked a little arrogant appeared in front of Jiang Xin.

"Failed again." Looking at the clay sculpture in front of him, the young man sighed, reached out and pinched and pulled on the top of the clay figure's head, pumping a streamer into his body.

Look at the clay figure again, but it is the same as the ordinary clay figure outside, and there is no longer any charm.

Glancing at Jiang Xin, the young man didn't say anything, silently put away his things and left the place.