In the mirror is a face that looks exactly like the mask.

Boss Gao saw it and was stunned for a long time.

The Taoist priest knocked on the door and said carefully, "Donor...... Are you okay? ”

Boss Gao walked out in a daze, and sat on the steps of the wooden house again and continued to be stunned. However, this time, Boss Gao's mind was full of puzzlement, all about why he became this face.

The Taoist priest didn't know what to do. He thought about it, took out two apples from his arms, and handed one to Boss Gao.

"Donor, will you eat something? Seeing that you are not in good spirits, you must not have eaten breakfast yet? ”

Boss Gao took the apple blankly, unmoved. The Taoist priest was a little embarrassed, and he took the lead in eating, hoping to make Boss Gao less mustard.

Boss Gao continued to be in a daze, and Apple seemed to be a little strange in his afterglow.

Boss Gao looked at it and saw that there was a deep "Fu" character mark on the apple, which neither looked like a carver nor a carving.

The font fits perfectly into the apple itself, and seems to have grown naturally.

Boss Gao pointed to the handprint and asked, "This...... How was it engraved? ”

The Taoist priest looked at him and said something that was in line with normal logic, and seemed to be a lot more relaxed, and said with a smile: "Where is something engraved, it is the fruit farmers under the mountain who add an inverted mold to the fruit before it grows up, and the fruit will naturally grow according to the corresponding appearance." If ordinary people's apples have to be sold for a penny, then apples grown in this way can be sold for five pennies, which can be said to be a way to make money. ”

Boss Gao held the apple in both hands, and his eyes were wide open. He touched his withered cheek as if he had just woken up from a dream, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Boss Gao gulped down the apple, crying and laughing, tears flowing. With this crazy look, the Taoist priest's movements almost froze.

Boss Gao felt that the sun had become incomparably bright again, and the air was gently caressing him again.

It was a feeling of being reborn.

The Taoist priest looked at Boss Gao for a moment, and suddenly seemed to remember something, took out the broken mask and handed it to Boss Gao.

"Dare to ask, but this mask was made by the donor in his own appearance?" The Taoist priest asked.

Boss Gao was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said, "My friend made ......"

After thinking about it, he added: "My friend did it the way I did." ”

"Amazing!" The Taoist priest sighed: "I heard that the puppet face of Lubanmen has conquered the world and created it. A piece of wood carving, which can be made to be no different from the flesh and blood of mortals, is well-known when seen today. ”

Boss Gao's mouth grew in surprise.

What day is it? This riddle that was so important to him was that someone came to solve it.

He threw the craftsman's attachment out of the clouds, and grabbed the Taoist priest in a panic, as if he would fly away at any moment:

"Puppet face? What do you mean? Ask for advice! ”

The Taoist priest was taken aback by Boss Gao's enthusiasm. He fixed the way of God:

"Lu Banmen has many strange skills, poor roads travel all over the world, and have seen and heard one or two in the classics. In ancient times, there was a method of making human-shaped organs, and in order to be lean and human-like, Lubanmen people studied the art of shape carving. Coupled with the skills of the secret mechanism, the shape of the puppet can be no different from the appearance of ordinary people. ”

"Where does the Taoist think, can you teach the old decay?"

The Taoist shook his head and said, "It's a shame to say that the poor Dao is only mentioned in the classics. Luban Gate has a lot of ingenuity and whimsy, but it is often not tolerated by the world for some reason, so it is very rare. This puppet face technique was also lost because it was unethical. ”

"Obstructive? What does this mean? "Boss Gao felt a little inexplicable.

According to the book, this technique is often used to create things that do not exist in the world. or a loved one, or a loved one, or a loved one, or an unrealistic face in meditation. Such things have made countless people fascinated, intoxicated, and addicted to useless fantasy things all day long. Some even died of madness. As a result, the technique was gradually banned and lost. ”

Boss Gao took the mask and fell into a trance again.

He thought of the old carpenter's dying smile and the sparkle in the little carpenter's eyes as he died.

Boss Gao lived a life of ordinary people, and he thought that he could see through the world. Now, he feels that what he has realized is only the tip of the iceberg.

Perhaps, the little carpenter understands the old carpenter's intelligibility, and can resist the temptation with the craftsman's persistence, so that the old carpenter will turn his eyes away.

Perhaps, the little carpenter later knew the answer, but the initial persistence sustained him tirelessly, and he deceived himself about the motivation of his life.

There are countless possibilities, but there is never an answer.

At that moment, Boss Gao suddenly missed the days when he took root in the mountains. At that time, there was only one desire and trouble.

However, when this desire is satisfied and the problem is solved, it is the beginning of everything.

As a human being, desires emerge in an endless stream, the cycle of troubles is continuous, and you work hard all day long.

That's the price of freedom.

The Taoist priest saw that Boss Gao was stunned again, and stood up a little helplessly, ready to leave. was stopped by Boss Gao.

"The Taoist just said that he is a gentleman who travels the world?"

"Exactly."

"Can we go together?"

The Taoist priest looked at him, seemed to understand his accessibility, and said, "If the donor is interested, the poor road will not hinder him." It's just that it's hard to travel, and I hope the donor will think twice. ”

Boss Gao smiled, simply packed the package, and followed the Taoist priest on the road.

Later, they went to Kyushu and saw countless people. The scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, the wind and snow of the north of the country.

Freedom comes at a price, but it's worth it.

Many years later, the Taoist priest sat in a Taoist temple with beautiful mountains. Boss Gao has been alone since then, and I don't know how many centuries have passed.

Finally, he also came to this street and opened his own carpentry shop.

There are too many of the same kind here, so that Boss Gao is willing to settle down.

Boss Gao's story is very long, and by the time he finishes speaking, it is already late at night.

Boss Zhu shook the fan, although his eyes were not open, his ears were erect, and he occasionally twitched a few times.

Zuo Kui always sat upright, and seemed to feel uncomfortable if he didn't move his body for hours.

Boss Zhu used a fan to extinguish the fire. He stretched, yawned, and said:

"I heard you say it again, and my ears are going to be calloused."

Boss Gao laughed, he took out a branch from his arms and handed it to Boss Zhu.

"Checkout, my share." Boss Zhu took the wooden stick and played with a smile. He fanned the table a few times, and the table moved on its own. A pair of wooden hands stretched out from the table, and the cups, plates, and dishes were neatly packed into the sink in the courtyard. After that, he wiped his desktop with a rag and stood against the wall.

"Rest, get up early tomorrow to do business." Boss Gao stroked his withered cheeks and left the shop.

Zuo Kui stood up, thanked him, and turned to leave.

When he came, he saw Boss Zhu put the branch into the birdcage. The twig was just the right size for the birdcage.

Early in the morning, Zuo Kui was awakened by a crisp birdsong. He walked out of the store and saw Boss Zhu humming a little song and setting up a stall. The birdcage was hung by him on a stand on the ceiling, and a beautiful bird was chirping in it.

There is no door in the birdcage, and the bird is in it, but it is very cheerful, and there is no intention of flying away.

"No matter what it becomes, you're beautiful." Boss Zhu smiled and teased the birds, and his smile was rare and unobscene, full of honesty.

Across the stall, Zuo Kui looked at Boss Gao. Boss Gao's stall had already been set up, he looked at Zuo Kui with a smile, turned around and walked into the store. Only two crisp words remained, echoing through the streets in the early morning:

"The so-called mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy...... I hope you know. ”