Although everyone enthusiastically donated, the weather was too cold, and only the next year was to start construction, and Xiao Yu was completely quiet after this incident, during which he had completed the final exam, and as in previous years, he had achieved excellent results.

There is still half a month before the Chinese New Year, during this period, Xiao Yu often goes to the Taoist temple and begins to prepare for making a peach wood sword, but this peach wood sword wants to be made not by his own efforts, so Xiao Yu still needs to find a craftsman to complete it with him.

Fortunately, there are many old craftsmen in Shimo Village, and when they heard that Xiao Yu was going to make a wooden sword, they were all willing to help him, after all, now Xiao Yu has a reputation, and this is not a big deal, a wooden sword, for carpenters, it is just a hand-to-hand capture, but in the process of making, those carpenters found that the peach wood sword that Xiao Yu wants to make is not so easy, first of all, the hardness of this wood is also something they have never encountered.

"Xiao Yu, are you a peach wood, why is it so hard, I have changed three of these planing knives, and now I have planed this bit of wood flower" An old man took the planing knife and said with some distress.

Xiao Yu naturally understood in his heart that this Yin Yang Peach Wood had been tempered by Yin Yang Thunder, and it was already as hard as steel, if it hadn't been too long, I was afraid that this ordinary planer would be difficult to hurt at all, and now it was beyond his imagination to be able to cut out such a little wood flower.

"Grandpa, this wood is peach wood, it is estimated that it will take a long time, otherwise, your planer blade, the money is mine, you only use it, how much is it broken, I will accompany it, what do you think?"

"Hey, grandpa didn't mean that, this blade doesn't have much money, how can you give money to a doll? Grandpa just thought, this thing is so hard, we are messing around here, it's a waste of time, why don't we take it to town, go to the lumber yard, and try it with a chainsaw."

When Xiao Yu heard this, his head suddenly shook like a rattle and said, "No, this peachwood sword must be made by hand, grandpa, if you don't want to rest for a while, I'll try it."

It's not that Xiao Yu didn't think about going to the wood yard, but this peach wood is too expensive, and the wood yard is okay to cut large timber, this small timber, Xiao Yu is afraid that it will break into several pieces as soon as he enters, so he won't take that risk.

"Okay, you can try it, I'll go smoke a cigarette, and I'll help you later" The old man nodded, handed the planer knife in his hand to Xiao Yu, and sat in the corner of the courtyard, and smoked sweat cigarettes.

Xiao Yu rode on the stool, holding the two ears of the planer with both hands, and pushed forward with all his strength, but as soon as the planer made contact with the wood, it instantly stopped somewhere, no matter how Xiao Yu pushed, it was difficult to move a bit.

"No wonder grandpa is tired, this wood is indeed too hard," Xiao Yu said secretly in his heart.

In fact, Xiao Yu has never made a peachwood sword himself, he just saw his grandfather do it before, and it seems to be very simple, so he gave it a try according to the gourd painting scoop! It's just that he doesn't know that the peach wood used by his grandfather is just an ordinary peach wood, of course it is easy to make, but his peach wood is already a fairy wood, how can it be made by ordinary manufacturing methods.

Xiao Yu was holding the planer knife, tired and sweating profusely, but the planer still stopped and did not move a bit, which made Xiao Yu a little helpless, so he could only drop the planer knife in his hand and sit aside, thinking about how to solve this problem.

Xiao Qiang walked out of the room at this time, looked at where Xiao Yu was sitting and panted, and couldn't help but say, "I'll try."

The carpenter finished smoking at this time, came to Xiao Yu and said, "How is it, what I said is right, right?" ”

Xiao Yu blushed, nodded with a smile, and said, "This wood is indeed very hard, but in the hardness, he is only a piece of wood, can it still stump us?" If it doesn't work today, tomorrow, I want to push a little wood flower down every day, and one day I can smooth him out."

Xiao Qiang sat on the stool, spit on his hand, and then pinch his hands, holding the planer is a fierce push, this time, he really pushed a piece of wood down, but it was only a thin piece.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but be surprised, "Dad, you are so amazing."

The three of them worked in the yard all morning, the wood was still so thick, it didn't seem to have changed, but Xiao Qiang and the carpenter were tired and almost scattered, and after eating in the afternoon, the two discussed resting for two days before they came to tinker with that thing.

"Such a small piece of wood is more tiring than I am to make a coffin for someone," the old carpenter laughed.

"Hehe, grandpa, making a coffin is to pretend to be dead, my sword is to save people, of course it's different" Xiao Yu poured tea for the carpenter and smiled.

"Well, you're right, grandpa, I've been a carpenter for most of my life, and I've never seen any wood, and it's the first time I've encountered this thing you've tinkered with."

"Of course, my wood was given by the mountain god, of course it's different," Xiao Yule said.

"What, sent by the mountain god?"

"That's right, it was sent by the mountain god."

"Tsk, you kid is amazing, the mountain god has sent you something, so what kind of treasure is this piece of wood?"

Xiao Qiang was peeling peanuts on the side, and couldn't help laughing, "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense, what kind of mountain god sent it, he teased you."

When the old carpenter heard this, he couldn't help but stare and said, "Hey, Xiao Yu is a master of catching ghosts, and it is possible to know the mountain god."

When Xiao Yu heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, the three of them chatted for more than an hour around a plate of charcoal, and the old carpenter packed up his things and went home, while Xiao Yu went to the kang of his house, after all, in the north, the kang is the warmest.

Sitting on the kang, Xiao Yu took a Taoist book and found some records about making peach wood swords, but there were few production methods, which also gave Xiao Yu a headache, so he couldn't help but put the book aside, and then picked up the ancient jade on his neck and looked at it carefully.

Since the last time Gu Yu showed his might and sucked that evil ghost in, there has been no reaction until now, like an ordinary piece of jade, but how can an ordinary jade be so powerful, Xiao Yu has not figured it out until now.

Xiao Yu stared at the jade, this jade looked like a leaf, there were strange patterns on it, there were flowers, grass, and some tree roots, although those things were not big, Xiao Yu could still see clearly.

"What is this, it has been inherited in Maoshan for so many years, doesn't anyone know it?" Xiao Yu muttered.

"Grandpa said that spiritual things will recognize the Lord, I don't know if this ancient jade is a treasure, why don't you try it with blood?" Xiao Yu said to himself.

Just do it, Xiao Yu sat up straight, and then bit his middle finger, and a drop of red and purple blood flowed out, and the blood fell on the ancient jade, as if it had fallen into a sponge, and it was sucked in instantly.

It's just that after the blood was inhaled, the Gu Yu still didn't react, Xiao Yu dropped a few drops of blood again, and the Gu Yu still accepted it all, but there was still no surprise.

However, Xiao Yu's eyes were shining at this time, because this ancient jade can inhale blood, which means that this ancient jade is a treasure, and it is very likely to be the ancient treasure recorded in the Maoshan books, but this ancient treasure cannot be opened by himself for the time being.