Huaxia, Jianghai.

Around 8 a.m.

In the sky, there was no morning light, only a trickling rain falling from the gray sky, and soon the whole street was drenched.

It is an antique street.

It is also Jianghai, the only antique street in this bustling international city.

At this time, although it was raining lightly in the sky, the shops on both sides of the street were basically open.

After all, it's better to go out to do business sooner rather than later.

However, there is a shop that still has a closed door, and there is no intention of opening the door to do business.

The decoration style of this store at the door is extremely ordinary, and it is obviously slightly deficient compared to the decoration of the next few shops.

Above the door of the store, on the plaque, there are two words written on it, engraving.

Although it is not like other shops, what is it called, Gu Mingxuan, Ling Tiange and the like, there is no commotion of words, it seems a little monotonous, but it also makes people immediately understand that this is a shop related to carving.

Maybe it's just opened, there is no business, the owners of the nearby shops will visit the door, on the surface is a polite greeting in the morning, but in fact they are looking at each other's bottom, wondering, the other party's harvest yesterday, good comparison, if their own harvest is much higher than the other party, you can also satisfy your own unwarranted vanity.

However, between their greetings and words, they were silent about the carving shop, and when they looked at the closed shop, there seemed to be a hint of jealousy in their eyes.

Time flies quickly, always passing inadvertently, and before you know it, more than an hour has passed, and it is close to 9:30.

At this moment, the shops in the nearby shops seemed to return to the door of their own shop, stood still, and then looked at the carving shop that was still closed.

Silent in my heart.

5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Open the door.

"Squeak!"

As if in response to the silent voices of the shopkeepers, the door of the shop was carved and opened.

The door was opened by a young man in his mid-thirties, dressed in a white shirt.

The young man is very handsome, and his appearance is even more violent to the so-called film and television star, he has a knife-like face, and in the blink of an eye, in his eyes, the pale golden light flashed away.

He is the owner of this carving shop, named Du Shengping.

Every morning at half past nine, it is the time for Du Shengping to open the door to do business, this time is not necessarily, maybe later, for him, opening a store is to play casually, kill time, late rather than early.

After opening the door of the store, Du Shengping glanced at the shopkeepers standing around the street with a natural expression, and nodded to them, which was regarded as a greeting, and there was no longer too much contact, in fact, as far as his identity is concerned, it is this greeting, which has given them enough face.

After saying hello, he turned back to the store, walked to the side counter, and picked up the feather duster placed on the cabinet.

Start cleaning the shop.

As soon as he walked to the side and lifted the feather duster, Du Shengping was slightly stunned.

Gently put down the feather duster, looked at his right hand, Du Shengping muttered.

"It seems like it's been a long time since I've used my power. “

Oh, yes!

If you use power, why do you need to do such things yourself?

Just blow a breath, and this huge shop will be spotless in an instant.

However, since returning to tens of millions of years ago, at this point in time, possessed to the current body, Du Shengping rarely used his strength, shook his head, picked up the feather duster he had just put down, and continued to clean up.

In the store, there are not many goods, large and small, add up, but more than 100 pieces, and most of them are small jade Buddhas, Guanyin and the like, only in the large glass counter in the middle of the store, there are a few red sandalwood statues.

However, none of these products are marked with a price code.

After about ten minutes, Du Shengping, who had finished cleaning, walked to a counter, took out a carving knife from a black toolbox, and took out a piece of rosewood from a wooden pile in the corner of the store.

In this way, Du Shengping, who was holding a wooden square and a carving knife, walked to a chair near the main entrance of the store and sat down.

After turning his body and finding a comfortable position, Du Shengping held the wooden square in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand and carved it.

A knife.

Two knives.

Three knives.

......

Sawdust flying.

Right now.

"Toot toot!"

Outside the door of the store, a luxury car came, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when it stopped, it honked the horn, as if to say, the labor and management came to greet it, shouting welcome.

The situation outside the store, Du Shengping didn't care, and was still carving the wooden square with a knife.

The wooden square is in his hands, gradually taking shape,

"May I ask if it's Mr. Du? ”

A weak, cold female voice came into Du Shengping's ears.

Hearing this, Du Shengping stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

In the eye, it is a man and a woman.

Without waiting for Du Shengping to speak, the man said in a weird manner.

Look at him, how could he be so young that he could carve a wood carving with that effect. ”

The man was stern, but he didn't forget to take advantage of his height, and his eyes skimmed over the crowd in front of the woman next to him.

Every time I skimmed it, the lust in my eyes flashed away.

"Ma Kun, you don't have to worry about my affairs, I believe in Liu Lao's personality and won't lie to me, and besides, I told you, call me Mo Chengcheng, the relationship between you and me has not reached that point. Mo Qingcheng frowned.

If it weren't for Ma Kun and his own family being world friends, Mo Qingcheng wouldn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Ma Kun's face was angry, he didn't make a sound, and said secretly in his heart.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to get you to bed and you well, damn it. ”

Du Shengping gently put down the carving knife in his hand and the wood carving that had not yet taken shape, did not get up, and did not beckon the man and woman to sit down.

Because, for him, the statement that the customer is God does not work.

After all, every piece of his wood carving is not ordinary.

These mortals take them, and when they fall asleep, they put them next to their pillows, and they can increase their life for three to five years.

It can also avoid some plagues.

"Since Liu Changming has already told you, then do you know my rules. ”

Du Shengping spoke lightly. The tone is not hurried or slow.

For the plain color of Du Sheng's life, Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up inexplicably, and sure enough, the person admired by Liu Lao was not ordinary.

"I know, this is a deposit, exactly 500,000 in it, and the password is six zeros. Mo Tingcheng said while taking out a bank card from his bag.

"Huh. ”

Du Shengping smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ma Kun beside Mo Qingcheng, and said.

"You still don't know my rules, this friend of yours just said that I was too young to carve, and I was already provoked, and this deposit naturally rose. ”

After speaking, Du Shengping looked at the men and women in front of him with a smile.

In fact, there is more money and less money, and for him, it is just waste paper, if he wants to, hundreds of billions of trillions are also at his fingertips.

The reason why I came to this carving shop in this antique street is just for another reason.

"You're special, say it again, believe it or not, I called someone to tear down your shop!"

Ma Kun exploded, his eyes were horizontal, and he glared at Du Shengping, a little cub, dare to play tricks in front of my Ma Kun, and the price increased.

Hum!

It's tender!

Faced with Ma Kun's performance like a monkey, Du Shengping did not speak, but looked at Mo Chengcheng.

Since Ma Kun spoke, Mo Qingcheng knew that it was going to be bad.

She reached out and pointed out the door of the shop, then shouted at Ma Kun.

"Ma Kun, you let me go, you are not needed here. ”

This wood carving is very important to Mo Chengcheng, and she is bound to get it, and there must be no changes.

"Okay, very good, you slut, and you, little brute, although I am not from Jianghai, but today, I will talk here, if I don't smash your shitty shop, I won't be surnamed Ma, wait for me." ”

Ma Kun scolded angrily, put down the cruel words, left the store, came to the car, and drove away.

"Mr. Du, sorry for the trouble, this is a check for one million, you take it, the elders in the family are about to pass their birthdays, and I have heard that your wood carving has a miraculous effect, so I came to ask for it, and I hope it will be fulfilled." ”

She wasn't worried about Ma Kun's revenge, she knew that the man in front of her was not simple.

"Well, let's go, in three days, come and get the wood carving. ”

"Yes. ”

With that, Mo Qingcheng left the store.

Suddenly.

The shop is back to peace.

Du Shengping glanced at the wall clock on the wall.

Well, it's half past ten, and there's still a little time to eat.

So, he picked up the half-finished wood carving he had just carved.

Keep carving it up.

The speed of Du's life carving is very fast.

The outline of the wood carving is becoming clearer and clearer.

Another half hour passed.

Du Shengping stopped, put down the carving knife, and looked at the wood carving that had been carved.

He carved one of his disciples.

A female disciple who is more satisfied with Du's life.

Her name is Wa.

He is the ancestor of the demon race.

In ancient times, people were made of clay and the sky was made with stones.