Mr. Wu said loudly: "First place: Lei Zi, second place: Huang Xiaohu, third place: Guo Dunzi, fourth place: land monkey ......"

After Mr. Wu finished reading out the score list, he immediately rolled it up, bowed down and presented it to Tang Jingyao, who respectfully took the score list and then put it into a bamboo tube.

After a while, Mr. Wu said aloud: "The result list of the Tiangong test will be brought back to the Tiangong Hall of Wufu City by Lord Tang for archiving, and it will also be the basic reference material for the future Tiangong village-level selection competition and Tiangong level awards. After Mr. Wu finished speaking, he turned his head and whispered a few words to the village chief. The village chief immediately stood up and said loudly: "Okay, villagers, today's Tiangong test is here!" The villagers in the audience seemed to be unsatisfied, and the opinions were different for a while before they left.

The Tiangong test was over, and Lei Zi walked up to the ghost side with his "dog-legged foursome", and said coldly: "We're not done yet!"

Ghost Fang and Cai'er helped Xiaohu and Dunzi and were about to leave, when Mr. Wu suddenly shouted at them from the stage: "Huang Xinghu, Guo Shengdun, you two come in with your respective artifacts." ”

Xiaohu and Dunzi looked surprised, looked at Ghost Fang and Cai'er, and followed Mr. Wu into the Fengshen Temple.

Seeing Mr. Wu's serious face, Xiaohu and Dunzi felt bad in their hearts, and they became nervous for a while, so they had to stand aside without moving, as if they were waiting for the two prisoners to be sentenced.

Mr. Wu took a few steps closer, pointed to the artifact in their hands, and asked, "Is this artifact forged by yourself?" Xiaohu and Dunzi were shocked, and they looked even more panicked, and stammered: "Yes...... It's our ...... Forge it yourself. Mr. Wu's face turned angry, and he said sharply: "Still lying! With the heavenly skills of the two of you, you can't forge such a fine artifact at all, and the materials used for forging your Bagua Xuanhua Axe are not our Tiangongyuan at all, but some ordinary pig iron, if it weren't for the superb forging skills, I'm afraid you won't even be able to fight for three rounds, and the axe will be broken." Don't confess yet!" Xiaohu and Dunzideng's legs were weak, and they no longer dared to hide it, so they confessed everything to Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu knew that it was the ghost party who helped them, but instead of getting angry, his face turned sharply, revealing a faint smile. Xiaohu and Dunzi said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Wu, you punish us!" Mr. Wu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, don't take it as an example, you can't do this in the future, you go back first!" Xiaohu and Dunzi looked happy, and walked out of the Fengshen Temple with some surprise.

After Xiaohu and Dunzi came out of the shrine, their hearts were full of guilt for the ghost party, for fear that Mr. Wu would ask the ghost party about helping them forge the artifact.

Ghost Fang and Cai'er, who had been waiting by the worship platform, saw Xiaohu and Dunzi trembling out of the shrine, and hurriedly stepped forward to help. The ghost fang noticed that their faces were a little wrong, and said worriedly: "Why did it take so long to come out, the gods are mysterious, what is Mr. Wu looking for you?" Xiaohu and Dunzi lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the ghost party, and stammered: "Uh, no...... It's okay!" Although the ghost party was a little surprised, but seeing that their injuries were not light, he stopped asking questions and helped them go home.

Along the way, Xiaohu and Dunzi lowered their heads and didn't say a word, their eyes flashed with anxiety, as if every second was a torment for them. They have been thinking about the things in the temple of the gods, whether to tell the ghost party or not, hesitating for a while, always feeling as if they had betrayed their best friend, and the guilt in their hearts is like a rolling wave, one wave is better than the other, constantly hitting the shore of the heart. When they walked to Qingshui Pond, looking at the mirror-like clear water in the pond, yesterday's events came to mind again.

Dunzi suddenly broke free of Cai'er's arm, looked at Ghost Fang, his eyes were full of guilt, and said in a trembling voice: "Ghost Fang, the two of us are sorry for you!" Xiaohu also apologized to Ghost Fang. Ghost Fang looked confused and asked, "What's the matter, you didn't do anything to be sorry for me, why did you apologize to me? It can't be that you were stupid by Lei Zi, right?" Dunzi said: "Mr. Wu suspects that our artifact was not forged by ourselves, and we can't withstand his repeated questioning, so we told him about you helping us forge the artifact." Xiaohu was full of apologies and said, "We really didn't mean to, forgive us, okay?" Cai'er also persuaded him warmly.

Seeing that the two of them were so sincere, the ghost party was silent all the way, and he must have suffered a lot in his heart, but instead of feeling angry, he felt that the two of them missed brotherhood very much, but he wanted to tease them, so he pretended to be serious and said sharply: "I don't forgive you!" Xiaohu and Dunzi lowered their heads and were silent. Ghost Fang was suddenly overjoyed and said with a smile: "Unless you are willing to let me send you home!" Xiaohu, Dunzi and Cai'er were stunned at first, and then laughed again. Qingshuitang in the twilight for a while, because of their laughter, has a little more vitality in spring.

After the ghost party sent Xiaohu and Dunzi back, he didn't dare to stay longer for fear of his father's worry, so he hurried home. At this time, night fell, and the ghost party hurriedly walked on this dark and familiar village road, thinking that Mr. Wu would tell his father about forging the artifact.

He once promised his father that he would not learn the art of heavenly craftsmanship, but now that his father wants to know, he doesn't know how to face all this for a while.

Night fell, the lights of the ghost house were also on, and the ghost man was still beating the pig iron in front of the charcoal stove as always, and the sound of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" was so crisp and bright, stirring the silence of this dark night.

A knock came from the door, and the ghost man put down the hammer in his hand. He was sure that this was definitely not a ghost, if it was the village chief, I am afraid that he would have already heard his vicissitudes of life, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He couldn't afford to be too lazy, so he dusted off his apron and hurried to the door.

With a "squeak", the door opened.

At the moment when the wooden door opened, the ghost was stunned, and the person who came was also dumbfounded, but he was both surprised and happy, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

The person who came was dressed in a cyan robe, with a majestic wind and bones, and his eyes were like lightning, and this person was Wu Lishen.

Wu Lishen's eyes were wide open, with seven points of joy in three points of surprise, his heart was surging, and he was speechless for a while, and stammered: "Big ...... Big Brother! Yes...... It's you...... Is it?" The ghost man's eyes were bloodshot, and his trance-like eyes were mixed with a little surprise. Wu Lishen saw that the ghost man looked confused, thinking that he had not recognized himself yet, so he hurriedly stepped forward and crossed the threshold, grabbed his thin and hard shoulders with both hands, and said happily: "Ghost brother, don't you remember me? I am your good brother, Lishen......!" You are Lishen, my good brother, Lishen!" Wu Lishen nodded vigorously, tears of excitement covering his eyes densely, like a thin layer of crystal.

The two couldn't help but hug each other and cried.

After a while, the ghost lord pulled Wu Lishen to the table of the Huanghuali Eight Immortals in the room and sat down, and made a cup of bal tea, which was crystal clear and darkly fragrant. This is the best thing that the people of Star Lobar Village entertain their guests.

Wu Lishen looked around and found that there were almost no decent furnishings in the ghost father's house except for the table in front of him.

In the dim light, there were several cracks on the mottled walls, a few pieces of furniture, simple and dilapidated, covered with cobwebs, and a thick layer of dust on them, through the broken roof, a few stars could occasionally be seen, shining brightly, and from time to time a night breeze blew and the loose wooden door creaked.

Wu Lishen sighed and said puzzledly: "I think back then, the eldest brother was definitely a craftsman at the heavenly level, even if he lived in seclusion in the mountains, his life would not be reduced like this. The ghost man smiled bitterly: "Many things in this world will be unexpected, some good and some bad, for what has happened, we must also make some compromises to accept, this is life." As for my current situation, although I am not wealthy, I can still keep food and clothing by forging some tools and exchanging some scraps for others, and I am very content with this kind of life. Wu Lishen looked at the charcoal stove that was bursting with flames, thought for a while, and said: "Big brother, when you participated in the Tiangong Competition, victory was in sight, and the future was immeasurable, but why did you suddenly say goodbye and hide in the world?"

The ghost father's face turned quickly, looking a little sad, and he said in a deep voice: "This matter is a long story, and it is difficult to explain it in a word!"

Mr. Wu looked confused and listened intently.

The ghost man paused, looked at the thought-provoking bright moon outside the window, and continued: "Before the competition, my sister and I were already in love with each other, and we made a private decision for life. Because I was young and vigorous at that time, although I did not have the determination to make a name for myself, I also wanted to participate in a world-famous Tiangong competition and compete with all the craftsmen in the world. My sister was worried about my safety, so she also participated in the Tiangong Competition. Later, as you know, in the end, there were only three people left, including Senior Brother Crazy Dragon, Senior Sister and I, and we competed for three days in a row, and there was no winner or loser. On the evening of the third day, our three brothers drank in the middle of the heavenly tower on the first floor of the world, as the so-called wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, we talked about the wine, talked about the past and the present, and drank all the three jars of wine obtained from the wine fight before they returned. However, something happened that night that will leave me with a lot of guilt that I will never forget......"

When the ghost father said this, the past came back to his heart, and he couldn't help but choke up for a while, and muddy tears rolled in his eyes.

Mr. Wu hurriedly comforted the ghost father.

After a while, the ghost father's mood gradually calmed down, and he continued: "When we came out of the Zhongtian Tower that night, we said goodbye one after another, and then, I was drunk and staggered back to the Tiangong Inn. In normal times, the lights in my sister's room will be bright, waiting for me to return. But that night, when I returned to the inn, I saw that my sister's room was black and empty, and there was no sound at all. I was curious, and hurriedly walked over, and leaned on the door, and the room was surprisingly quiet, and I said, 'Didn't my sister go to sleep first?' I knocked on the door twice and whispered a few words, but the room was still quiet, and suddenly a sense of foreboding arose in my heart.