Wang Lei pointed to the house under a stone wall at the end of the street ahead.

Nie Bing followed Wang Lei's finger and saw a house made of rubble, built against a mountain, carved with fine patterns on the outside, looking like a colorful tiger skin.

And in front of the house, a group of soldiers stood guard like javelins. With resolute eyes and straight waists, you can feel that intimidating temperament from afar.

"Nie Bing, how is it? Isn't this group of warrior statues realistic? ”

"Stone statues?"

Hearing Wang Lei's reminder, Nie Bing was stunned for a moment, and then looked with all his eyes, and sure enough, this group of soldiers were all colored stone statues.

But even so, it is very remarkable to be able to reach the level of being fake. Moreover, Nie Bing had indeed felt the heroic aura of these stone statues just now.

"Let me tell you, this old craftsman's name is Marcus, and he used to be the first craftsman in this area, but he has only been sealing knives for many years. If it weren't for thanking you for liberating the people here and helping them live a good life, the old craftsman wouldn't have helped us carve the stone statues himself. ”

Wang Lei proudly introduced.

"Thank me for what? Isn't that what I'm supposed to do? ”

Nie Bing waved his hand.

"You, don't be modest."

Wang Lei patted Nie Bing on the shoulder, walked to the door in a few steps, knocked on the door and said loudly: "Grandpa Marcus, I'm Leizi, I brought Nie Bing." ”

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

An old, but neutral voice came out.

Wang Lei nodded at Nie Bing and pushed the door in. Nie Bing followed and went inside.

"Huh? Xiao Duo? ”

As soon as he entered the door, Nie Bing saw at a glance that Zhao Yunduo was standing there on a high platform facing the door.

Opposite her was a thin, gray-haired, but energetic old man.

The old man was carefully looking at Zhao Yunduo, not moving, as if he was in a state of flux, rubbing his chin with his palm, and his eyes flashed with wisdom from time to time.

"Find your own place to sit, I'll look at it for a while."

Marcus didn't look back, not even rubbing his eyes.

"Got it, we'll take care of ourselves."

Wang Lei smiled, pulled two chairs from the side, and gestured at Nie Bing.

Nie Bing shook his head, glanced at Zhao Yunduo on the stage, and walked to the side of several carved portraits, stopping to watch.

These portraits are all lifelike in terms of height, clothing, eyebrows, eyes, facial muscle lines, and even hair, each with a different temperament and characteristics.

And what touched Nie Bing the most was that the statue's eyes seemed to be looking at him.

"Good trick."

Because the mechanical armor pilot also pays attention to integrating the characteristics of the mechanical personality, Nie Bing knows that the person who can carve such a vivid masterpiece is definitely a master-level figure.

This made him secretly pick his finger in his heart.

"Hehehe, Mr. Nie, I'm smiling at you."

While Nie Bing was looking at the statue, Marcus had finished his observation preparations and walked over to say hello.

"Grandpa Marcus, your craft is really a stunt."

Nie Bing was sincerely amazed.

"Where, compared to Mr. Nie, my old man is nothing."

Marcus waved his hand, but there was still a little smug in the depths of his eyes.

"Brother Nie Bing, haven't you seen Grandpa Marcus's carving technique, it's just a magic skill, Xiao Duo wants to apprentice with grandpa."

Zhao Yunduo also came over at this time.

"Oh, when you say that, I'd love to see it, too."

Nie Bing looked at Marcus with some anticipation.

"Hahaha, okay, since Mr. Nie speaks, I have no problem. I've just seen the original form of Miss Xiaoduo, and I can carve it now. ”

Marcus slapped his chest cheerfully, and at the same time invited the three of Nie Bing to watch.

In front of a selected piece of granite of human height, Marcus stood calmly, circles of Yuan Energy aura slowly emerging on his arms, and at the same time, his hands turned into blades.

Nie Bing didn't expect this Marcus to be a three-star general.

Snort!

Suddenly, Marcus's eyes froze, and his hands were like butterflies spreading their wings, lightly dotted on the granite in front of him.

There was no violent cutting, no roaring drilling, in the eyes of Nie Bing and the others, Marcus's movements were like caressing a girl's skin, so loving, so gentle. It's as if this piece of granite is a living body.

That's the emotion in Marcus's eyes.

Snort!

The stone powder finally fell, like the dust that had not been cleaned for countless years was carried off, and the appearance of an innocent and lively girl slowly emerged.

"This ......"

Nie Bing was stunned for a moment. It didn't feel like Marcus was carving a stone statue on the spot, but rather cleaning it out of a pile of dust.

That feeling seems to be the statue of Zhao Yunduo, which was originally buried in stone powder, and was not carved out of the scene at all.

Amazing!

"Whew, done!"

Marcus exhaled, and a fresh breeze blew, and all the stone dust was swept into a nearby storage basket.

At this moment, Nie Bing and the others clearly saw the vividness of Zhao Yunduo's statue.

"Grandpa Marcus, this doesn't seem to be the pose I just posed, right?"

Zhao Yunduo walked closer and looked at it for a while, then suddenly tilted his head and asked.

"Hehehe, little girl, my old man didn't say that he wanted to copy it directly according to your pose. Moreover, the texture of this stone is not suitable for the shape that Miss Xiaoduo just posed, so it must be reprocessed. ”

Marcus chuckled.

"The texture of the stone is not suitable for Xiao Duo's pose?"

Nie Bing heard this casual remark beside him, and his heart seemed to be touched by something, and he suddenly asked, "Grandpa Marcus, how did you deeply process the statue when carving?" How did you change the shape of the character according to the texture of the stone? ”

"This? How so? ”

Marcus thought about it slightly, and then said without reservation: "I just think that the characters are all grown out of stones." The texture of each stone is different, just like the blood muscles of our people, which are different. And these blood muscles give birth to our soul personality, so when I process it deeply, I feel that the character grows out of a stone. ”

"Out of the rocks? Nurturing life? yes, that's it. ”

Nie Bing slapped his thigh violently, then pulled his leg and rushed out of the house, and shouted to the back when he went out of the door, "I suddenly remembered something, let's wait for the statue in two days." ”

Marcus and Zhao Yunduo looked at each other, and Wang Lei roughly explained Nie Bing's situation.

"Hehehe, it seems that Mr. Nie Bing has understood."

Marcus smiled thoughtfully, "That's good, I thought I couldn't help much." Now I feel much better. As a native here, when the Isabel family was enslaved, I was weak and couldn't save everyone. Now that Mr. Nie Bing has done us all of us here, we can't repay it, and it's great to be able to get a little inspiration from me. ”