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The two looked at each other and smiled, walked to the gate, pushed open the hidden door and walked into the courtyard, and saw that there were several houses scattered inside, and in the courtyard facing the gate, there were piles of large stones everywhere, some of which were carved into the shape of half-finished humans or beasts, and more were cut open by axes and dismembered in a mess of stones.

The courtyard is filled with the smell of stone chips.

Two thin, barefoot old men were sitting on a stone bench, holding a half-human tall piece of bluestone arguing about something.

The half-human-high bluestone has a rugged texture on the surface, which has been polished and smooth, and the two old men took the carving knife, and one said unconvinced: "The nine-turn stone pattern needs to be carved with a flat knife flow to be smooth......

Another old man sneered and shook his head: "Nine stone patterns? No, you were wrong from the beginning, this is the thirteen stone patterns, you use a flat knife to flow, this knife goes down, the beginning of the whole stone carving is wrong, then, such a precious bluestone can be wasted." ”

"Thirteen stone patterns? I have been studying stones all my life, how many times will I be wrong?"

"What's not wrong, how many pieces of such precious bluestone have you seen in your life?"

The two old men kept arguing, Zhou Lu and Mo Qingsleeve stood there a little embarrassed, it seems that the owner of this house is from a stonemason.

Zhou Lu shouted:

"We want, rent ......"

Over there, one of the thin old men didn't even raise his head, and waved his hand impatiently: "The agreement is all on the wall, go to the backyard to choose a house by yourself, look at it, and throw the money here." ”

The old man pointed to the stone bowl on the side of the door, then ignored Zhou Lu and argued with the old man over there

The tone turned out to be quite unkind.

Zhou Lu was stunned, he hadn't bargained yet, but seeing that the two old men were not in a good mood now, and they didn't even have time to pay attention to them, Zhou Lu had no choice but to wait there, and the old man who spoke before argued a few more words, and suddenly noticed that Zhou Lu and the two were still standing there without moving, frowned and raised their heads, and asked impatiently

"What else is going on with you?"

Zhou Lu hurriedly smiled: "I just want to ask, we have to live longer, can this rent be cheaper, we ......"

Before Zhou Lu could say a lot of words, the old man waved his hand categorically:

"If you like to rent, you can rent, if you don't like to rent out, you don't have to bargain for how long you live. ”

The old man refused coldly, and then ignored Zhou Lu, the two old men held the bluestone and stroked it carefully, observing the stone pattern little by little, and continued to argue while observing it one after another.

Stone patterns are like the meridians of the human body, which cannot be seen with the naked eye and divine thoughts, and can only be figured out by relying on lifelong experience.

The risk of the stonemason industry is that once you make a mistake and carve it with a few knives, the stone pattern is not as much as you think, then the stone is considered to be wasted.

Forget if you carve an ordinary boulder.

The stone that can enter the eyes of the stonemason, which piece of bluestone is not worth 10,000 gold, is rare and moving, and only the stone carved out of that kind of stone polishing can be sold at a high price.

"It seems that there is no price to be discussed. ”

Zhou Lu smiled bitterly at Mo Qingsleeve: "Let's go to the backyard and take a look, just pick one." ”

"Hmm. ”

Mo nodded lightly, and the two walked through the courtyard, and walked side by side towards the house that they had entered, and the two old men did not look at either of them, and were only engrossed in the bluestone.

Mo walked by the two old men with light sleeves and suddenly said:

"This piece of bluestone, that is, it is not a nine-turn stone pattern, nor is it thirteen turns, it is actually an eleven-turn and a half-turn stone pattern, and it is a natural stone with half a stone vein. ”

Over there, the two old men all raised their heads and looked at Mo Qingsleeve, who was speaking, and were stunned for a moment at the same time.

"Eleven and a half stone patterns? ”

Eleven and a half turns, that is simply not naturally generated, if they are really stored by their existing eleven and a half turn stone patterns, then, they can be regarded as excavating a rare strange stone in the world.

The two old men sneered in unison.

How dare such a young female cultivator doubt their vision?

The old man who spoke earlier snorted and asked, "You two, are you going to participate in the temple assessment?" ”

"How do you know?"

Zhou Lu and Mo Qingsleeve were stunned.

The old man pursed his lips, "What's so hard to guess, looking at your cultivation age, and seeing that you rushed over to rent a house, you must have heard that the temple in Purgatory City was recruiting people and rushed from the outer city." ”

The old man's face became even more arrogant, and he looked at Mo Qingsleeve and asked, "Participating in the temple assessment, they are all people who have cultivated less than 100 years, but do you know how many years we have been engaged in the stonemasons industry?"

Mo shook his head lightly.

The old man said proudly: "The two of us, we have studied the craftsmanship of stonemasons for more than three hundred years, and we are several times older than you.

The two old men sneered, reprimanded these words, and then turned their heads to analyze the bluestone.

Zhou Lu shook his head and said, "Light sleeves, let's go." ”

He had no interest in what the two old men were proud of.

"Wait. ”

Mo Qingsleeve smiled, suddenly bent down, picked up a fist-sized gravel block from the ground and held it in his palm, and then shook his hand, and took out a short flat carving knife from the storage spirit ring.

The two old men were stunned when they felt this, and turned their heads to look at Mo Qingsleeve, not knowing what this girl wanted. What else did she want to show off in front of a powerful stonemason like them?

The mouths of the two old men were tilted to the side.

Mo lightly moved her hands, she gently rotated the stone in her palm with one hand, and the flat knife in the other hand was flying on the gravel, a slight spark splashed, and the sneering stone powder scratched off, and the fist-sized gravel was shaped at a degree visible to the naked eye.

"Huh?"

The eyes of the two old men widened.

Mo Qing's sleeve knife is too accurate, almost every knife is carved in the middle of the stone grain, each knife is almost ingenious, there is no idle knife, half a day sculpture, there is no flaw on the stone carving.

Such a smooth and skillful knife control, such a confident shape, even these stonemasons who have invaded this way all their lives are also breathtaking.

Mo Qingsleeve's hands were full of beauty, and in the splashing stone powder, the broken stone gradually rotated into a ball of lotus flowers as thin as cicada wings, and several petals bloomed layer by layer, and the delicate texture of the petals was blown and broken.

Zhou Lu didn't understand it too clearly, but the two old men knew too well how difficult it would be to carve such a beautiful and illusory work from a piece of waste stone.

Mo Qingsleeve completed the last knife, gently retracted the knife, and then handed the stone flower to the old man who spoke before, and the old man stood up and carefully took the stone flower in his palm, lest he let out a breath and break the stone flower.

The two old men turned to the stone flowers to admire, and they couldn't stop chatting.

Mo Qingsleeve smiled: "Trust me now." ”

She stretched out her hand and pressed on the big bluestone on the table, and then her fingers bent slightly, sliding inch by inch along the "neck" of the big bluestone, as if measuring the direction, and finally, Mo Qingsleeve's fingers pointed at a protrusion of the big bluestone, and said undoubtedly:

"Here, just carve the first knife here, and you will finally see how many turns of stone this bluestone is. ”

"This"

The two old men were shocked and stunned.

They didn't expect that such a young and beautiful girl would have such an amazing talent in stone carving, and Mo Qingsleeve's stone carving works had deeply moved them.

However, the position that Mo Qingsleeve pointed out on the bluestone asked them to sword, and they were still a little hesitant.

You must know that if you make a mistake, the charm of the entire bluestone will be completely wasted.

And this piece of bluestone, but they spent a lot of money to buy it.

But in the end, both old men gritted their teeth fiercely.

The two of them had been arguing for too long, and they couldn't settle down for a long time. It seems that there is no point in arguing any longer

The position pointed out by Mo Qingsleeve, from their point of view, is by no means untargeted, it is quite reasonable, since the left and right have to take the risk of experimenting, why not believe in this girl once.

"Okay, I'll come. The old man who spoke before was ruthless, took out a delicate carving knife, and ran the energy, and a touch of sharpness suddenly appeared on the carving knife, and the old man carefully cut the knife in the direction pointed out by Mo Qingsleeve, lightly slashed a knife, and then, carefully retouched, and finally, drew a relief groove in that direction.

The two old men were so apprehensive at this moment that they wiped the stone powder off the groove with their fingers, then moved their faces closer and carefully stroked the craggy lines on it with their fingers.

Gradually, the expressions on the faces of the two old men became more and more solemn and surprised, and finally, the two opened their mouths in unison.

An old man stood up with a look of disbelief in his eyes, looked at Mo Qingsleeve, and spoke a little incoherently: "If it's really eleven and a half stone patterns, it's really eleven and a half stone patterns." Oh my God, you're right, I didn't expect that there is such a magical stone pattern in this world. ”

The other old man also stood up and looked at Mo Qingsleeve with a sigh of relief.

The stone pattern is all based on experience, they have invaded this way for more than 300 years, but they are not as good as such a young female baby in terms of experience?

"Y-You're a stone carver too?"

An old man asked with surprise and delight.

Mo Qingsleeve smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "I just played stone carving for a few days, and I dare not say that I am a stone carver." ”

Mo Qingsleeve is telling the truth, she has not studied stone carving in depth at all, she has too many things she doesn't understand in this industry, but if she is asked to look at the stone pattern, Mo Qingsleeve dares to say that no one can match.

Her sense of gold is like looking at the pattern in the palm of her hand.

She just needs to stand there quietly, in the realm of the heart of gold, the stone patterns in the bluestone are all in her heart, the two old men are guessing by experience, but she has seen it with her own eyes, of course she can say it accurately.

As for the lotus stone carving of Fang Cai.

Mo Qingsleeve can even cut the martial arts pattern on the stone wall completely, and a small stone carving can still be difficult for her.

"Let's go. ”

Mo Qingsleeve and Zhou Lu walked side by side to the backyard.

"Wait a minute......

The two barefoot old men were all a little uneasy, facing such a stone carving sage, the two wanted to get close to him, but Mo Qingsleeve was too young, and he was such a stunning and beautiful girl, the two stopped Mo Qingsleeve, and suddenly they didn't know what to say.

Could it be that they could let such a girl have a long talk with them?

Seeing Mo Qingsleeve and Zhou Lu looking at them, the old man who spoke before was embarrassed, and he suddenly shouted: "You go and choose a house, whatever you live in, you don't want the house money." ”