Chapter Forty-Eight: The Rats
In less than a moment, I moved to the side of Wu Lao's coffin, and Su Xiaoman also handed over a carving knife, and I hurriedly said, "Hold this small wooden barrel for me." ”
Su Xiaoman didn't hesitate, and immediately held the small wooden barrel for me with both hands, and I took the carving knife from her hand.
Holding the carving knife, I originally opened my eyes and tried to find the center of the coffin, but I was afraid that once I opened my eyes, the feeling in my mind would disappear immediately, so I had to close my eyes tightly and touch the coffin with my hand.
If you want to find the center of the coffin, it will work without opening your eyes, that is, you can knock on the wood on the coffin, and judge the center position by the sound of the wood.
However, this method requires a keen sense of hearing, and a quiet environment.
And the current environment, although quiet, but there is still a trace of noise, I have to say: "Sir, can you please find the center of the coffin for the boy?" ”
The old carpenter didn't speak, but stared at me with straight eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Little brother, you... You... Are you planning to draw ghost craftsman? ”
I hummed softly and didn't speak.
When the old carpenter heard this, he almost didn't jump up, and immediately took action, and in less than a minute, he grabbed my arm and said excitedly: "This is the central point." ”
I raised my hand and touched it, this position was a bit rough to start, I raised my hand and knocked, the sound of the wood was exceptionally crisp, it should be the center point.
At that moment, I took a deep breath, tightened the carving knife in my hand, and my left hand began to move at that point.
Strangely enough, the moment the knife in my hand fell on the coffin, my whole body seemed to become much more relaxed, and the index finger of my right hand became extremely sensitive, and I could clearly feel any stroke of the word 'Zhong' on the small wooden barrel.
This made my face happy, my left hand kept carving on the coffin, and the index finger of my right hand kept rubbing on the word 'Zhong', slowly, the carving speed became faster and faster, and the speed of the right hand rubbing was also getting faster and faster.
In this way, after about ten minutes, my right hand slowly released the word 'medium', my eyes suddenly opened, and my left hand continued to carve on the coffin.
At this moment, I felt that my left hand was completely uncontrolled by my brain, but the carving knife in my hand involuntarily carved on the coffin like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.
This... This... Could this be the legendary ghost craftsman?
At the moment when I was carving, all the old carpenters gathered around, and even the third master also came around, staring at me dumbfounded, especially the carpenter who had been leaning towards me, his old face was a little red with excitement, and a pair of deep eyes like the sea stared straight at me, and his mouth kept squirming, as if he was saying something.
After about twenty minutes, a complete 'middle' appeared, my back was already soaked with sweat, and my left arm was even more sore.
Don't look at this simple 'Zhong' character, but I clearly know that at least more than a thousand knives have been carved on it. It was only at this time that I understood why the ghost craftsman was so urgent, and even if the ghost craftsman wanted to learn it, it was extremely difficult.
The reason is very simple, it seems to be a simple word, but there are so many things in it that it cannot be expressed in words. I can only say that there is not only my own perception of wood, but also the aura generated by the carving knife and wood, and even the influence of the five elements of yin and yang on the coffin.
And the carved words are not as simple as they seem on the surface, in a sentence on the "Luban Sutra", it is that one sunny and three rains, three winters are snowy and cold. To put it in layman's terms, that is, the carved 'characters', are not static, but change according to the different environments in which the wood grows.
At the moment when I finished carving the ghost craftsman's text, the originally quiet environment, suddenly there was a noise, turned my head to see, there were some black mice, about seven or eight, these mice are not big, about two fingers the size, we usually see in life.
Strangely, these seven or eight rats, as if they were not afraid of the living, came straight towards us, and finally stopped in front of the coffin, and the stranger things were still to come.
They... They... They actually stood on their hind legs, their forelimbs folded around their chests, and slowly bowed towards the coffin.
This... This... What's going on?
I was a little confused, and when Dingqing looked at it, he found that the seven or eight rats bowed to the coffin three times, and then immediately walked towards the door of the room with a brush.
After the rats had left, and before I could come back to my senses, I felt as if an arm was holding me tightly, and when I looked up, it was the old carpenter from before, and he said in a trembling voice: "Little brother, you... You've really carved out the ghost's craftsman. ”
I scratched the back of my head and said, "Carved by mistake." ”
His complexion changed, and he stopped and said: "No, no, no, this kind of Qianwen is by no means carved by mistake, the old man had the honor to see Lingshi carving ghost craftsman Qianwen, the situation at that time was exactly the same as now, after the successful carving of Qianwen, there were also some mice walking out to make a move." ”
I was slightly stunned, and I was also very puzzled about the rat's coffin worship just now, so I asked him the reason.
The explanation he gave me was that once the coffin was carved with a text, the coffin would become a pole-yang thing, and the rat belonged to the yin, and when it encountered the pole-yang thing, it would naturally be in awe.
That being said, at that time, I still didn't know much about it, and more importantly, I was still in the stage of exploring this ghost craftsman. To put it mildly, let me carve the ghost craftsman Qianwen again, and I will never be able to carve it.
Of course, I didn't say this in my heart, and the old carpenter saw that I carved out the ghost craftsman's text, and he respected me very much, and in the end, he invited me to go to them for a stroll, saying that it was to discuss the changes of wood in different environments and the application of wooden furniture in ordinary families.
I politely refused, mainly because there were too many things at present, and I still had to deal with the matter of Wu Lao's corpse.
The old carpenter saw that I didn't agree, and didn't say much, before leaving, he stretched out his withered hand and shook my hand, and said, "The old man's surname is Lu, his name is Changchun, next time he has the opportunity to come to Guangdong, remember to find the old man to explore the craft together." ”
I nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely look for you when I am free in the future." ”
The old carpenter smiled slightly, left me his contact information, and led the other old carpenters away.