"What do you know about the children's family, and you have taught your father a lesson! You are looking at those officials who spend a lot of money every day, thinking that they live very comfortably and comfortably. In fact, it is not, as the so-called endless sea of eunuchs, the doorway in the officialdom is very deep, one foot into it, the open gun is easy to dodge, the hidden arrow is difficult to prevent, and the situation is like a tiger, if you are not careful, you will cause death at any time. These are things that you can't see. Father snapped.

Ghost Fang said: "Mr. Tao said: 'The whispers in the world, the sky is like thunder, the dark room is sad, and the eyes are like electricity', even if the villain is strong for a while, after all, evil will not prevail over the good." Therefore, I think that since a person has the right aspirations, he should have no worries and move forward bravely. In this way, it is not in vain to come to this world. After a pause, he continued: "In the future, I must be a real heavenly craftsman, even more powerful than the five princes, and then forge the most powerful artifact in the world, kill those evil demons and ghosts cleanly, and return the people to a bright world that everyone dreams." As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the Tianzhu Peak in the southern sky, and secretly made up his mind.

"Alright, don't think about it! I know how to daydream all day long. Hurry up, our village is ahead. The father was a little annoyed, raised his head and looked, only to see an antique archway hidden in the depths of the dense forest in front of him.

Along the narrow mountain road, the ghost side looked back at the distant Wufu City, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. This trip to Wufu City has made him experience too much, feel too much, and understand too much, and even affect his life.

The village of Star Lobar is a small village of about 100 households. Although the village is not large, it has a long history and rich people. Located at the central junction of the three empires, Xingluobar Village looks blessed and incomparable, but it is in the center of the triangular official road, remote and inaccessible. Therefore, although the local government is close at hand, the official road is prosperous, and the traffic is busy, but it is quiet in the middle of the noise, but it has become "dark under the lights". Except for some craftsmen who rely on their crafts to eat, and occasionally make some delicate things that are rare in the city and sell them in the city, people basically live a life of self-sufficiency. Most of them are also reluctant to go out, and they have been guarding this place for generations.

The ghost father and son walked through the archway, walked dozens of steps, and suddenly opened up, like Tao Yuanming's paradise. It is "the land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry bamboos." Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and is happy. "Ghost Fang's home is at the foot of Huiyan Peak in the east of the village.

Now this is the time of year when the rape flowers in the village are in full bloom. In the sun, looking from afar, it looks like a golden ocean surging with the wind, and like a golden sand beach with the light of the sea, and the south wind blows, some of them bend down, some nod, as if to greet people, and the fresh, free, refreshing fragrance and warm, brilliant, wordless colors are harmonized into a raging flame. Look closely, the rape flowers are like yellow butterflies dancing in the breeze against the background of the green rape leaves, and countless cute little bees fly from this flower to that flower, buzzing and busy; It can be described as:

Rape flowers are blooming all over the ground, butterflies and bees are busy among the bushes;

The breeze blows the golden waves, and the intoxicating fragrance is overflowing.

"Titicaca, Devil, you're back!Have you sold everything?" a hoarse and slightly vicissitudes of life voice floated from the rape field next to it.

"Oh, village chief, it was sold out early yesterday morning!

"I watched the Tiangong Contest today!

"It's not bad, but it's a pity that there are still no Tiangong-level craftsmen in our country!"

"Village Chief, don't you know, the Fifth Prince is so powerful that he has been awarded the rank of first-class heavenly craftsman!" Ghost Fang suddenly interjected excitedly.

"Oh, really! In the future, we will definitely surpass the five princes and strive to do super heavenly work!" the village chief looked kind.

The ghost party danced happily and proudly.

After a while, the ghost man sighed, and said: "What kind of heavenly work, be a good farmer, guard our Xingluobar Village, and be carefree and free all your life, I will be satisfied." ”

Onifang's face darkened, and he followed his father home listlessly.

One night a few days later, the moon was like a silver platter, and the sky was full of stars.

Just after dinner, the sound of "Zheng Zheng Zheng" sounded, and the ghost man began to build tools.

Onifang had to go to the village's private school every night to study, and often didn't come back until late. The ghost father never asked his son to help, let alone let his son get close to the place where he worked. This is an ironclad matter, even if the ghost party does not understand, but he does not dare to go against his father's will.

The ghost man was wearing a blue-gray robe, tattered, not even a patch on it, and the bronze skin underneath disappeared as he wielded the hammer. His beard was gray and his face was sallow, but he still couldn't hide his upright facial features, deep eyes, and heroic aura all around him.

Since he moved to the village thirty years ago, he has been living here in a regular manner, and he rarely talks to the people in the village, let alone mentions his previous affairs.

There seem to be countless unsolved mysteries hidden in him, waiting for the moment when the clouds will be cleared.

"Bang bang bang" A knock on the door suddenly came, accompanied by a familiar voice that vibrated outside the door: "Is the ghost at home?"

"Well, at home, you wait a minute. The ghost man put down the hammer in his hand, dusted off his robe, and walked towards the door.

With a "squeak", the door opened.

A thin, white-haired old man stood by the door, his back stiffened, leaning forward slightly. This man is none other than the village chief.

"Village Chief, please inside!"

"Still striking iron?"

"Yes, the job I just took over today, people are in a hurry, so hurry up to work, don't miss other people's business. ”

The ghost man invited the village chief into the house and sat down against a long case. The ghost man poured a glass of boiled water for the village chief and gently placed it on the long table next to the village chief.

"Ghost Fang is not at home, is he still studying in a private school?" the village chief glanced in the direction of the house.

"Yes. Is there anything wrong with the village chief coming so late?" the ghost man pinched a thin carving needle and carved patterns on a thin iron page like a cicada's wings.

"Well, today we have a great joy in Xingluobar Village, which has not been seen in a hundred years, and Wufu City suddenly sent an official from the Tiangong Palace, saying that he would open a Tiangong Garden in our village and recruit students to learn Tiangong for free. I'm here to inform you, and I'll take the ghost party to sign up in a few days. The village chief was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth turned up on his ears.

The hand holding the carving needle suddenly trembled, stabbing the index finger of his left hand, and blood gushed out, and one by one the blood balls fell to the ground and shattered.

The village chief saw that the ghost father's expression was different, and said strangely: "Ghost father, what's the matter, aren't you happy about such a good thing? If the ghost party knows, he will definitely be very happy!"

The ghost man looked a little nervous, and hurriedly pretended to be calm and said, "Uh, no...... No, I think this happy event came a little suddenly, and since our Xingluobar Village is isolated from the world, how did the officials in the Gongdian find this place that day?"

"Hehehe! Thanks to those craftsmen who walked out of our village, some of them are now officials in the court, and now they have such a good thing as holding the Tiangongyuan, so why don't they take care of their hometown. As the saying goes, 'wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes walking at night', which is probably the truth. ”

"Well, I guess so. However, I ...... I think the ghost party is still young, so I won't go, let's wait a few years. ”

"It doesn't matter, there are many children in the village who are younger than the ghost Fang are ready to go! There are Guo Shengdun of the Guo Skio family, Huang Xinghu of the Huang Laosi family, Lei Ming of the Lei Guizhu family, and so on. ”

"Hehe, I still don't go. ”

"This is a once-in-a-century thing in Xingluobar Village, besides, my dream of hell has always wanted to be a great celestial, if you don't let him go, he will definitely be very sad!"

"But...... In case ......"

The village chief was indecisive when he saw the ghost, as if he had something unspeakable, and said eagerly: "What do you have to hide, say it, what is there to see from the villagers in the big hometown?"

The ghost man wanted to say and stopped, as if he was deliberately avoiding something. I saw that he had a mysterious expression on his face, his eyebrows were tightly locked, his face was like earth, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was full of fear, doubt, confusion, and sadness......

"Oh, what do you say, what else can you say to me, a man who is about to die!" the village chief shook his long sleeves, and his face showed anxiety.

The ghost man put down the carving needle and iron page in his hand, put the index finger of his left hand into his mouth and sucked it gently, slowly walked to the door, and looked at the village in the moonlight.

The bright moonlight hit his body, looking so majestic, so free, but it never seemed to shine into the night in his heart, and his whole body was full of indescribable mystery.

There are too many secrets hidden in him.

The ghost man turned around, his face was slightly soothed, and his eyes were still the same deep, which was impossible to guess.

The ghost flicked his sleeves and said, "Well, this secret has been sealed in my heart for thirty years, and if it weren't for your constant questioning, I was going to take it to the grave, and now it seems that I can't keep it." ”

The village chief remained motionless and listened intently.

"That was sixteen years ago. At that time, I worshipped a master from outside the world, practiced heavenly craftsmanship on Yunmeng Mountain, and my senior brother was apprenticed with me. Master gave birth to a daughter, whose skin was as bright as snow, her eyebrows were picturesque, her face was beautiful, and her color was like the morning glow reflecting snow without powder, and she was a peerless beauty! It didn't take long for my brother and I to fall in love with this beautiful and lovely little sister. In private, my brother and I worked hard to learn the art of heavenly craftsmanship, seizing every opportunity to perform in front of my sister, hoping to present the best side to her.