"I heard that he only carves wood carvings for the people he likes, and he doesn't take a penny, and his craftsmanship is exquisite, but this has no source of income, and no matter how famous he is, it won't help."

“……”

The words of others fell in the eyes of Ye Xiyue and Huang Junye.

One of the most famous master carvers, and the poorest, threatens to buy all of her cores?

"Well, pay the money with one hand, deliver the goods with the other hand, and not a penny." The woodcarving master raised his head, took out a bag of money from his arms, and handed it directly to Ye Xiyue.

When Ye Xiyue was taking the bag, she touched the eyes of the woodcarving master and was suddenly stunned, "We...... Have you seen it somewhere? ”

Why, would she find this master woodcarver so familiar? Déjà vu......

A smile appeared on the woodcarver's dirty face, "Do little girls use this way to get close to people?" ”

In a word, Ye Xiyue was slightly embarrassed.

Huang Jun stared intently at the master of wood carving, his eyes were scrutinizing and exploring.

For some reason, since the appearance of the master of wood carving, he has never seen Huang Junye, let alone looked at him, as if he was worried about what Huang Junye would find.

The money and goods were cleared, Ye Xiyue and Huang Junye left together, and the wood carving master didn't say anything from beginning to end.

The rest of the onlookers, however, were stunned when they saw what they called 'the poorest' taking out a large bag of gold coins.

The master of wood carving seems to have consciously or unconsciously told everyone: Don't despise anyone, even if the other party is a beggar, maybe one day, he may be above himself.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the master woodcarver showed a meaningful smile in the corner where no one saw it, "Yueyue......"

Ye Xiyue and Huang Jun walked on the road at night.

"Still thinking about that master woodcarver?"

"I always felt like I had seen him somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while." Ye Xiyue searched hard for her memories, and she was very sure that she didn't know anyone who could carve wood carvings in her life.

So where does this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?

There are still two days left before the entry time of the barbarian tribe, and when they return to the inn, Mu Feng and Ah Si have not yet returned.

Ye Xiyue found other magic cores and sold them, and they went to the place where the magic cores were sold just now, and the strange thing was that the wood carving master still stayed there, and bought all the magic cores in their hands again.

Night, quiet time.

A few people sat together and counted carefully, and today they earned a total of 200 gold coins in their hands.

Four people, 400 gold coins, and 200 gold coins are missing.

"Who?" Huang Junye's figure flashed, his five fingers became claws, and he suddenly attacked the window.

"Wait!" The sound of stopping suddenly sounded, but this voice was always not as fast as Huang Junye's movements.

Almost at the moment when the other party spoke, Huang Junye's hand had already grabbed the other party's collar.

Pulling and pulling, he neatly brought the person up from under the window.

It is a middle-aged man dressed sloppily and sloppy.

If it is said that the sloppiness is indeed a little too much, it is just that the face in front of him has not been washed, the clothes have not been changed, and the hair has not been combed.

Ye Xiyue fixed her eyes, "Master wood carving? ”

After seeing the other party, Huang Junye let go of his hand very naturally.

The master woodcarver glanced at a few people and laughed, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on the corner." ”

"You did it on purpose?" Huang Jun asked at night.