Bang bang ~ ~ knock knock ~~

The old men in the village beat gongs and drums and helped carry the wooden dragon to a mountain. www.biquge.info From this mountain, you can see the Black Dragon Pond directly.

Of course, the main force of carrying the wooden dragon is still Qiu Ming, otherwise those with old arms and legs can also be lifted, but it will take at least several times the time it is now.

Qiu Ming raised his eyes and saw that this was a village of thousands of people before, and now there are only about thirty people left, all because of this hateful sow dragon.

The wooden dragon is covered with a piece of cloth, or a flower cloth made of several pieces of cloth of different colors. When Yang Dashan removed the cover, many people let out exclamations.

"This dragon carving is really majestic."

"Yes, but why does it seem to be a little thinner, not as big a belly as a sow dragon."

"This is a real dragon, more powerful than a sow dragon."

"Eh, no, why doesn't this dragon have eyes?"

After someone asked this sentence, everyone looked at it carefully, and then the audience was in an uproar.

"yes, this dragon doesn't have eyes."

"Alas, how can a blind dragon beat a sow dragon."

"I said how do you feel that this wooden dragon looks wrong, doesn't the carpenter Yang know how to carve eyes?"

Everyone was talking nonsense, and even Chen Abo couldn't help it: "Carpenter Yang, why doesn't this dragon have eyes?" ”

Carpenter Yang looked at everyone: "Because this eye is done, the dragon will live." "The time that this trap dragon can live is also limited, so save as much time as possible, and go to the edge of the Black Dragon Pond before taking the last step to wake up the trap dragon!

The villagers looked at each other, and when their eyes were ready, the dragon lived?

Chen Abo also looked at Yang Dashan, and then at Qiu Ming, isn't this stranger exerting his divine power to awaken the wooden dragon? Listening to the meaning of the Yang carpenter, how can the Yang carpenter do it?

Yang Dashan didn't say much, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Ah Bao next to him handed him the hammer and chisel. Yang Dashan climbed the wooden frame and chiseled out two eyes for the wooden dragon.

After everyone saw it, they all nodded, Yang Carpenter's craftsmanship is really nothing. These eyes are carved like the real thing. With such good craftsmanship, it's no wonder that such a realistic wooden dragon can be carved.

But some people think it's wrong, this wooden dragon, with only eyeballs and no pupils, isn't this still a blind dragon!

But before they could ask, they saw Carpenter Yang hand the tool to Po, and then stretched out his hand again. Ah Hua held a tray in both hands, on which there were brushes and inkstones, and there was ground ink in the inkstone.

Yang Dashan glanced at everyone, cut his fingers with a knife, dripped the blood into the ink and mixed, and slowly stirred with a brush until the ink and blood were completely fused.

Yang Dashan used a brush dipped in ink, and quickly clicked two pupils on the wooden dragon's eyeballs.

Qiu Ming's painting skills are also top-notch, and he found that Yang Dashan clicked twice, and it was extraordinary. With these two Hitomito, the wooden dragon becomes more realistic.

Yang Dashan climbed down from the wooden shelf, and the villagers all stared at it, this dragon painted its eyes, it is indeed very similar, but it is not a wooden dragon, and it has not come back to life?

Qiu Ming also looked at Yang Dashan with some doubts, is this the end? thought that after Yang Dashan put the finishing touch, the dragon would be able to live, but he felt that the dragon was still lifeless.

Yang Dashan didn't look at the villagers at this time, but stood in front of the wooden dragon, and his mouth emitted a strange scale. The voice was deep and seemed to be a language.

Qiu Ming guessed that this might be the language of the Wu Clan, but he couldn't understand it anyway.

As Yang Dashan's words became more and more urgent, Qiu Ming noticed the difference. How do you feel that those witches on the wooden dragon have begun to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth?

The spiritual power of heaven and earth is gathering faster and faster, and the momentum on that dragon's body is also rising. Soon, the dragon's momentum reached a peak.

"Look, the dragon's eyes seem to be blinking!" Some villagers shouted.

Qiu Ming also saw it, and the wooden dragon's eyes did blink. Then the dragon's whiskers began to tremble, and the scales on his body began to shine.

The dragon's claws began to straighten and bend, and the dragon's tail flicked, and the villagers who were close could still feel a gust of wind.

The dragon's mouth closed and opened again: "Ang~~"

A loud dragon roar shook the ears of many villagers, but they laughed very happily.

The Wood Dragon is alive, the Wood Dragon is alive!

Qiu Ming was also surprised, especially when he stared at Yang Dashan, why did he feel that there was a faint connection between Yang Dashan and the wooden dragon?

He remembered that Yang Dashan added his own blood when he painted the eyes of the wooden dragon, was it because of this?

But no matter what, the dragon is finally alive, which proves that Yang Dashan's puppet technique is indeed magical. And this dragon gave Qiu Ming the same feeling as the sow dragon he saw that day.

Bang bang ~ ~ knock knock ~~

"Great, with this dragon, we don't have to be afraid of the sow dragon!"

"Yes, Carpenter Yang is so powerful, we don't have to move out of the village!"

The villagers all cheered, but Qiu Ming was not so happy, because this was a wooden dragon!

Chen Abo looked at Qiu Ming curiously, and then at Yang Dashan. Why, this brought the dragon back to life, it turned out to be Yang Carpenter who did it, what the hell did that stranger do, didn't he know magic?

Well, it should be with the wooden dragon, to deal with the sow dragon. That's right, with the help of this foreigner, the chances of winning are greater.

"Master, why are you unhappy?" Yang Qijin cheered with the others, but found that the master's face was as usual, and he didn't seem to be excited.

Qiu Ming rubbed Yang Qijin's little brain: "Master was stunned by your father's witchcraft. ”

The wooden dragon flew up and down in the sky, and was majestic. As Yang Dashan stretched out his hand, the wooden dragon plunged into the Black Dragon Pond.

When the sow dragon heard the sound of gongs and drums beating outside, it was very happy, thinking that the ignorant villagers finally understood that it should be worshipped.

It was still thinking that when it went out for a while, it should receive those tributes, and then tell them that the tributes were too small, and that they would double it next time to make up for what it had lost before!

Just as it was dreaming, it suddenly heard a pop, and then felt that there was a very strong guy, and quickly rushed towards its lair!

This is definitely not a tribute, nor is it the breath of the day, could it be that those people have other helpers?

The sow dragon quickly covered the baby, swooped out of the nest, and the two boulders closed together, blocking the hole.

What the! How can it be a dragon! Where did this dragon come from? Those villagers were able to invite a real dragon to deal with it?!