As soon as I walked out of the room and loudly announced that I had thought of what I wanted to make, I felt that the world was spinning and I didn't know anything as soon as it was dark.

Before I fainted, I vaguely heard Tian Yingying say that I had locked myself in the house for three days, and I didn't respond to how they shouted and smashed the door outside.

If I don't eat or drink for three days, even if I am beaten with iron, I can't stand it, if it weren't for the fact that the true qi in my dantian has reached the level of a Dao Tong, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it for a long time.

When I woke up again, it was the evening of the third day. I've got a hanging bottle in my hand, it's supposed to be glucose or something.

Tian Yingying has been guarding the edge of the kang, and she was very happy to see me wake up:

"Thank goodness you're finally awake, I'll get you something to eat."

After speaking, Tian Yingying went to the kitchen, crackled and tossed for a while, and finally brought out a bowl of hot millet porridge and a plate of fragrant scrambled eggs.

"Well, I can't believe that you still have this kind of craft!"

Tian Yingying, a stupid girl, has always been rude, I didn't have much hope for her in anything, I didn't expect her to be able to cook.

It seems that in the future, the family's food can be handed over to her...... No, this is the case, she should also go back to Tianjiagou.

I sighed and drank the porridge, and at this time Wang Dazhuang also came to the door in a hurry, and was so excited to see me wake up:

"Great, little evil brother, you finally woke up, the Xiaoqing River in our village, it is rising again!"

I frowned, pulled the needle out of my hand, and sighed.

The bronze mirror is a magic weapon, although it is full of righteousness and profound heritage, and it can be said that it has unlimited power to suppress evil things such as zombies, but it is somewhat wrong to use it to deal with river demons.

Ignoring Tian Yingying's persuasion to rest, I walked out of the room and looked into the mountains to the west, although the sky was dim, I could still see a layer of mist on the top of the mountain.

Except for Wuyangtun, the sun has been shining in other villages recently, and where there will be fog, this is a very bad sign.

"Whether it's the river demon in Xiaoqinghe or the zombie in the dungeon, there is not much time left for us."

I sighed, and then took Wang Dazhuang to the barn, which was my studio when I was making the magic weapon. Wang Dazhuang is strong, hard-working, and my best helper.

A few years ago, when I first started making the Evil Suppression Pagoda, I couldn't make the pagoda very small due to my limited ability, and it was Wang Dazhuang who assisted me to build it smoothly.

"Little evil brother, just say it, what's going on this time!"

I pointed to the big willow tree that was lying on the ground and said:

"Da Zhuang, let's peel off the bark and cut the tree into logs."

Wang Dazhuang rolled up his sleeves, spit two mouthfuls of spit into the palm of his hand, picked up the tool and said with a smile:

"This little thing, I'll just do it, little evil brother, you're not well yet, just rest on the side."

I shook my head, trying to help, but I couldn't intervene at all, so I had to direct from the sidelines.

Wang Dazhuang worked very fast, and in a short time he peeled off all the bark and cut the trunk into logs.

But when he tried to use a saw to cut off the crown and roots, I stopped him:

"Wait a minute, the crown and roots are left, just cut off the wicker and roots, and leave the rest to me."

After Wang Dazhuang had finished the willow tree, I took out a chisel from the toolbox and chiseled it directly on the log without drawing it.

The wood of the large willow tree is very hard, and there are blood-stained parts in it.

Every time I chisel on a log, not only does it require extremely strong strength, but I also have to use a lot of true qi, so that I can leave the mana of the Han family's 'suppression' on the big willow tree.

In this way, it is a big challenge for my physical strength and true qi.

The matter of carving on the log is actually the process of turning an ordinary piece of wood into a magic weapon, and Wang Dazhuang can't help with this matter, so he can only do it in a hurry.

After a while, Tian Yingying also came over, she only wiped my sweat occasionally and didn't say anything.

"Sister Yingying, look at the little evil brother, he has been chiseling like this, his body should not be able to hold it."

Wang Dazhuang rubbed his two big hands together and was anxious in the small warehouse.

Tian Yingying shook her head, motioned for Wang Dazhuang to go out first, and said:

"Didn't I come to see him, but I guess he won't stop."

Wang Dazhuang sighed, and then went out of the house, and Tian Yingying squatted on the side to watch me work.

At this time, I had carved out a simple shape on the log, which was a dragon coiled on the log.

The dragon's head is in the direction of the root of the tree, with teeth and claws, and the dragon's tail is in the direction of the canopy, making a circle.

But in such a short period of time, I have only chiseled a prototype.

"Can't you rest?"

Tian Yingying blinked her eyes and asked me suddenly.

I shook off my sweat and shook my head:

"Willow and I can rest, but it's too late."

"The water of the Xiaoqing River is soaring, and the bronze mirror doesn't know how long it can be suppressed; Fog appeared in the mountains in the distance, and the zombies in the dungeon were estimated to break through. ”

"By tomorrow at the latest, this artifact must be formed...... Actually, I think it's a bit too late. ”

Tian Yingying nodded, her eyes were full of understanding, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, what I am most afraid of is that some people are completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, and just put themselves in their shoes and want you to stop and rest.

Life in the world, all rolling in the red dust, everyone is struggling, who doesn't want to fight for something?

Stop and rest, sorry, really can't.

Tian Yingying has been educated by Uncle Tian San's Yin and Yang since she was a child, and naturally understands that in this peaceful and prosperous world, someone must always carry the weight forward.

Stop, I really can't do it.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

I thought about it, then gave her a small chisel and said:

"This dragon I carved, you go and perfect some details, such as scales or something."

"It's too late to draw drawings, and there's no prescribed style, you just have to think of a dragon that plunges into the river and bites the throat of the river demon."

"After the carving is completed, we will nail this dragon nail straight into the Xiaoqing River."

Tian Yingying took the chisel and carved some scales very jerky, and slowly became proficient.

"The dragon that plunged into the water and bit the throat of the river demon, no wonder you want to carve the dragon's head in the direction of the root of the tree......"

I smiled, and then neither of us said anything more, just worked silently, and the night passed quickly.

The dragon on the log, except for a pair of eyes, has not yet been eyeballed, and has basically been carved successfully, and has some momentum.

Tian Yingying sat on the ground with a weak buttocks, my condition was worse than hers, but I still stood up strongly, because the thing was not done yet.

"Da Zhuang, come in and accompany me to find Guo Ye."