Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this, this is too faceless, right?

The middle-aged man with glasses who lost face and lost money in front of him finally seized the opportunity and took the lead in scolding Zhao Fan, "You are a young man with shit luck, and this old man is a national treasure-level craftsman grandmaster, and it is your blessing to see that wood!" ”

Zhao Fan played with the things in his palm, and the right was to recite the scriptures of Wang Ba.

Wan Yuhe looked at Liu Wanfu embarrassedly, wanting his old comrades-in-arms to help persuade him.

Liu Wanfu didn't see it, the title of craftsman master is indeed bluffing, but the little master in his heart is omnipotent, so he almost goes to heaven and earth, and he doesn't give face to the whole mood, not to mention that it is still such a rare strange wood, it is not too much to say that it is unique in the world, is it anyone who can see it?

He thought of it again, before opening the wood, he had tried every means to dissuade him, but Zhao Fan didn't care about it generously, everything was repeated again and again, if he stood on the wrong side now, how could he expect to follow the little master to soar?

Dongfang Zhan was stunned for a few seconds, he smiled ashamedly and said, "Little friend, it's old and presumptuous. ”

"Old-timer, it's not that I don't want to show you, but I'm afraid that you will destroy it." Zhao Fan said bluntly.

"Ruined?"

Dongfang Zhan's eyes swelled with anger, and he said: "Don't look down on the old decay, if you don't want to say it directly, why do you make such an arrangement?" I have been a craftsman all my life, I ask myself to be a worthy person, and I cherish wood like gold, even if a piece of rotten wood also has the meaning of existence, how can I destroy such strange wood? ”

Zhao Fan showed a wry smile, knowing that this craftsman master had misunderstood, and he was too lazy to explain, but now he had to spend some saliva to tell the truth, he brought the purple ice silk wood to Dongfang Zhan's eyes, and said: "Senior, do you know that a hundred years of wood is like a person?" ”

Dongfang Zhan's body was shocked, he nodded and said: "It is true that this is true, a hundred years old, there is spirituality." But what does this have to do with what you mean by 'ruining'? ”

Zhao Fan leaned in the ear of the former and whispered: "Since you know the origin of this wood, you must also know its taboo, 'Those who are haunted by resentment, touch it and melt it.'" And you, I preliminarily estimate that there are thirty-seven grievances of the dead souls, and if you had changed to ordinary people, it would have been impossible for you to be safe and sound now, and the reason why you have not been affected now is because of the merits accumulated earlier, but the resentment still exists. ”

"This ......"

When Dongfang Zhan heard about the thirty-seven souls, the unbearable memories were touched in an instant. Ten years ago, he was invited to be the chief designer and built a bridge over a 70-meter-wide cliff. It is two cliffs facing each other like a moat, and the kind of turbulence rushing underneath, if you want to build a bridge on it, you have to face an extremely difficult problem to overcome, so this craftsman master was invited.

The name of the Oriental Exhibition is not called in vain, he successfully designed the drawings, and still remembers the day when the bridge was opened, the people of the towns and villages on both sides of Wangya cheered, and they pulled banners and sent special products to him, and they were admired as Lu Ban in the world. However, the good times did not last long, and half a year later, the bridge collapsed, and at that time, there were more than 20 pedestrians and a few private cars on it, all of which fell off the cliff, and finally found several bodies.

Even after investigation, the responsibility is that the construction party embezzled the project money, and cut corners and used inferior materials, commonly known as "tofu slag", but Dongfang Zhan, as the main designer, was regarded by the families of the deceased who did not understand as the source of their loss of loved ones, and suffered countless spits. The number of deaths, no more, no less, is exactly thirty-seven in Zhao Fan's mouth!

Dongfang Zhan was depressed overnight, so far he washed his hands of gold, no longer participated in any projects, he was idle at home all day long, and after nine years, he gradually came out of the shadows. Now, when the old thing was brought up again, he sighed deeply and said: "Zhao Xiaoyou, it is indeed an old man who has not considered it, and almost destroyed a strange wood. Then, he lowered his voice, "Then again, I really have thirty-seven grievances wrapped around me?" ”

He adds his last name to the salutation, which is a form of respect and recognition. After all, the existence of being able to break through the mystery in one word, no matter how young you are, is definitely not human.

"The merits of the past have been consumed by resentment, and now I can't see anything, to put it mildly, it can be as short as two years, or as long as three years, I'm afraid you will lie in the coffin." Zhao Fan said with emotion: "If you believe the younger generation, go to the No. 17 shop on this street another day, and I will resolve the grievances of those dead souls for you." ”

"I don't know why Zhao Xiaoyou will help me?" Dongfang Zhan was a little vigilant in his heart, he didn't believe in pie in the sky, and he didn't even mention the benefits. And the theory of ghosts and gods, he believes it, but he has never seen someone as young as the other party and the kind of person who has the ability to resolve the resentment of the soul. Maybe it was because he was very famous, and there was a lot of trouble back then, so the other party deliberately pretended not to know in advance, so as to deceive him.

"Not for anything else, because I am the successor of the "Public Loss Book", and I was born from the same origin as you......" Zhao Fan had a rare solemn look in his eyes, and said: "I will make the world hear about you as a craftsman, and I will also take you a hand." ”

"Lose the book!"

Dongfang Zhan exclaimed, bent his waist ninety degrees, and he saluted reverently: "Below, I have seen the great ......."

"Huh? Hurry up, it doesn't have to be this way. Zhao Fan interrupted the other party, and immediately picked him up and whispered: "First, I haven't graduated yet, and besides, so many people are watching, you know the rules." ”

"Yes, yes." Dongfang Zhan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he is one of the branches of the orthodox inheritance of the "Book of Luban", and he knows that there is still a "Book of Public Loss" in the world, which is the hands of the two ancestors of Lu Ban and Mozi, and that vein is the Great Creation Heavenly Master!

Whether it is an orthodox child of the Mo family or a child of Lumen, no matter how old or geometric, whenever you see the Great Creation Heavenly Master, there are two rules. First, you must bow down. Second, don't reveal your identity!

Zhao Fan took the initiative to reveal his identity, just to make this craftsman who was worthy of his respect feel at ease, and he didn't think so much about it in advance.

However, the people in the shop were stunned by this scene, and they couldn't figure out what the two of them said, so that the craftsman master Dongfang Zhan performed such a big gift!

"It's worthy of being a little master, it's extraordinary." In Liu Wanfu's mind, Zhao Fan's color was even more mysterious.

Wan Yuhe quietly touched this old comrade-in-arms and asked, "Liu Da flickered, he ...... Who the hell is it? ”

"Envy go, don't think I don't know that you have an altar daughter buried for decades, unless you take it out, otherwise, you don't want to dig a word in my mouth." Liu Wanfu shook off his hair angrily.

"Zhao Xiaotianshi." At this time, Dongfang Zhan remembered the rules and hurriedly changed his words: "Zhao Xiaoyou, I will retire first, and I will visit the No. 17 shop another day." ”

As soon as the words fell, he couldn't hold back his excitement anymore and walked out of the store like a fly, leaving Wan Yuhe and everyone behind him stunned.

"Lao Liu, it's good to pick up all the scaly sawdust on the ground in a bag, it's too noisy here, I'd better go back to the shop to carve the God of Wealth." Zhao Fan casually put the wood into his arms.

The soldier was lazy and lazy, and Liu Wanfu said: "Little master, this boss Wan is a diligent person, and he can clean up the rotten sawdust on the ground." ”

"Know a yarn, this crumb has a miraculous effect, stewed into a paste can make the broken bones continue as before." Zhao Fan lost his eyes and went out of the store first.

"Huh? Isn't that the same as the black jade intermittent cream in martial arts novels!? Liu Wanfu reacted, so he took the bag and began to pack a pile of scaly sawdust on the ground.

"Huh? I said Liu Da fooled, you can't leave me some? Wan Yuhe also thought about it after listening to Zhao Fan's words.

"No, the little master is shrewd, even if there is a piece of sawdust missing, he will definitely know." Liu Wanfu was afraid of being robbed, so his movements sped up, and he picked it up cleaner than licking his tongue after dividing it by two.

Zhao Fan fell into a short thought after returning to the No. 17 shop, to be exact, there are nine gods of wealth, all over the world and in all, among which there are five people who have always believed in the people, and four people who have been given by Taoism, he took out the purple ice silk wood and looked at it again, then simply invite all nine, anyway, this "temple" is big enough to carry it. After this was decided, he took the knife and carved it with ease.

Liu Wanfu was stunned when he watched from the side, the little master's hand speed could not be reached even if he was single for a lifetime! Not only that, but the knife was precise, and it quickly outlined nine outlines, one in each direction.

"All nine, please? This...... This is the rhythm of the great death! Liu Wanfu shouted in shock, he covered his mouth and didn't dare to make a sound, lest he alarm the little master to go under the knife, and he couldn't afford the responsibility, because if he made a mistake, the whole thing would be flawed, and he couldn't afford to sell his whole family.

It took almost an hour.

Zhao Fan put down the carving knife, and the nine gods of wealth vividly occupied a place on the purple ice silk wood, at this time, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, after all, he devoted himself wholeheartedly, spent a lot of energy, and was indeed tired. And the wood chips left on the table were not wasted, which had a different effect from the scaly wood chips on the outer layer, so he put them all away.

Liu Wanfu had the eyesight to throw in a wet towel, and couldn't help but ask while wiping it for Zhao Fan: "Little master, the nine gods of wealth, can you really be harmonious?" ”

"Huh...... If there were eighteen, I'd invite them all. "Zhao Fan's words are true, the purple ice silk wood, even if it is a large piece of nails, the spirituality contained in it, even if it is a red sour branch, it is not comparable, and now each God of Wealth has equally divided one-tenth of the size of a palm, and it is too late to be happy.

"Yes, you're right about everything." Liu Wanfu asked weakly: "Peppa Pig, ah, no, that kind of jade pendant that regulates the temperature of the body, when will we start the auction?" ”

"First prepare three pieces of jade of similar color, and the one that is as big as the one given to you." Zhao Fan put away the wood carving of the Nine Directions God of Wealth, took the bag containing the black chips in the other party's hand, and walked out and said, "I'll come over tomorrow after school to refine, as for the day of the auction, you can do it." ”

"Yes!" Liu Wanfu seemed to have received a holy decree, and it was not until Zhao Fan's back disappeared in his eyes that he took out the jade pendant and kissed Peppa Pig frantically on it, while muttering to himself: "God, I, Liu Wanfu, must be a good person in the tenth generation, and I can only follow the little master in this life......"