"What? You're telling the truth? Is it really him?"

"The child doesn't know the truth, but he does have the surname Ji. If so, what is my father going to do?"

"Everything has nothing to do with future generations, the war is about to start, I don't want the relationship between Yuan Yang and Rong Ge to be so bad that they want to start a war...... Ahem!"

"Isn't it all caused by that man? If it weren't for him, my father wouldn't have been so badly injured!"

"He's a victim too...... Wu'er, these things are not something you should care about, it's getting late, go back to sleep. ”

......

The old house of the Xue family.

Xue Ying and Moya Felt sat opposite each other in the corner of the corridor, with a carved tea table in the middle, on which tea trays were placed, and tea sets were neatly arranged. The small stove next to it is boiling, and although it is a teapot, the smell of alcohol wafts from the spout. When the wine was burned, Xue Ying poured a glass for Moya, which was eight points full.

Moya picked up the teacup containing the wine with the "Three Dragons Guarding the Ding", blew it, and took a sip of it in a very elegant manner. The wine was very good, but he said a little funny: "Xue Lao is worthy of being a strange flower, and the tea set holds wine, and it is the first time I have seen it here." ”

"Little friends are also extraordinary. is obviously not the Chai family, but he plays the role of the guard of the young master of the Chai family. Xue Ying said with a smile.

"Xue Lao is really discerning, and he is beyond the reach of my generation. A cold glint flashed in Moya's eyes.

Xue Ying didn't seem to feel Moya's eyes, and poured himself a bowl of wine, carefully picked up the tea bowl, looked at the bowl and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou don't need to be surprised, in Yuanyang Mansion, there are people like Xiaoyou." He bit the word "person" very hard.

"Yes, but Xue Lao can't do anything about it. In Yuanyang Prefecture, I am confident that no one can hurt me. Despite that, Moya still looked at Xue Ying dangerously.

"There is no reason for the old man to move the little friend. It's just that the identity of the little friend makes the old man a little surprised. Xue Ying smiled again, took a sip of wine, and looked at his compound.

In the courtyard, Chai Le sat on the ground, spreading out his large scroll, holding a spirit pen. Beside him, a little fat man of five or six years old looked at him with interest. This little fat man is Xue Ying's grandson. His figure is as fat as his grandfather, and even his whole body is round, he can't see his neck, and he lives like a small meatball.

"Big brother, I want you to draw me a little turtle!"

"Wow, look, my brother can not only draw it for you, but also conjure it up!"

Chai Le boasted that he was quite accomplished in teasing children, and as soon as he painted, a black turtle appeared on the canvas, and slowly wanted to climb out of the canvas, which looked very funny. Xiao Xue exclaimed incredulously, stretching out his two fleshy palms to catch the ink turtle.

"Hey, don't touch it, it's just ink!" Chai Le said hurriedly.

But it was too late, Xiao Xue just grabbed the turtle and wanted to raise it in front of him to take a good look, but the turtle turned into a puddle of ink, staining Xiao Xue's fingers black. Xiao Xue looked at his black hands, and then looked at the ink on the ground, his two round eyes were crystal clear, and his small mouth was pouted, and he cried out loud with "woo wow".

"Eh, my brother didn't mean it, my brother will help you draw a little bird again, don't cry, okay?" Chai Le encountered this situation for the first time, and he was a little hurried and smiled.

"Woooooooooo......oo I don't want a little bird, I want a little turtle!" Xiao Xue cried more and more, and kept stomping his feet to play tricks.

"Okay, my brother draws a little turtle, but you can't touch it, you can only watch it from a distance, you can't play with it......"

Xiao Xue was still crying, waving his two fists in the air, and jumping up and stomping his feet, but he didn't give up: "I have to touch! If you don't paint me, I'll cry until dark!"

"Ling Sun is very powerful!" Moya was clearly teasing, but his expression was as if he was talking about something very serious.

Xue Ying heard this, and shook his head with a smile: "This treasure of the world has not made people worry since he was a child!"

No matter how optimistic he is about Ji Lin, it is impossible for the ghost axe to let him learn his unique skills from the beginning, just let Ji Lin practice the most basic round carving on the wood in the house. Ji Lin has some foundation in round carving, and when he was not an ink artist before, he carved and painted on wood from time to time, and he also had some talent, so he didn't need to teach him those basic methods at all.

The house was not large, two zhang long and wide, and about three feet high, with a wooden bed in the corner, and no stove in the house, and the only kitchen utensils were a large wok, which hung from a wooden frame, and a small square pit was dug underneath, filled with some soil, and on top was placed dry firewood, which came from waste wood that could not be processed.

In the other corner of the wall is a large jar filled with water, with a wooden lid ajar ajar and a large wooden scoop on top.

There is also a unique jade pot, all red, made to look like a heaven-swallowing tiger, the tiger's mouth is wide open, but there is not a single tooth in the big mouth of the round hole, and the tail that should be naturally slightly upturned is strangely attached to the back of the neck. The jade pot is finely crafted, and even the stripes on the body of the Sky Swallowing Tiger are meticulously carved, which is breathtaking. This is a jade, so you can see at a glance that it is Lang Yan's work.

Ji Lin also asked what it was used for, Lang Yan kept silent, but the ghost axe replied with a smile - "What is bad here, it will be used for." It wasn't until the next morning that he finally knew what he was doing.

That's pretty much all that counts as furniture. Although there are only a few pieces of furniture, the room is not empty at all, and the woodwork and materials take up a lot of space.

As a master, of course, the ghost axe prepared some gifts for the apprentice - the carving knife in Ji Lin's hand and the knife sleeve tied to his left arm were gifts. This knife sleeve has at least seven carving knives of different shapes, but it doesn't look much different from ordinary bracers, and it's so convenient that others can't see it.

Even though he had both talent and experience, Ji Lin was not tired of the round carving over and over again, and he didn't say a word, silently and seriously carving on the wood with a knife. At that time, looking at the round carving of the ghost axe, even the demeanor was carved superbly, how could he dare to speak?

The ghost axe in the same room was making some strange objects, as big as half a person, smaller than fingernails, and drawing something on the wooden floor with a carving knife as he did it. The expressions of the master and apprentice were all the same at this time - focused!

What the ghost axe is doing Ji Lin didn't notice at all, he was like the ghost axe carving yesterday, there was no other in his eyes, only the wood in his hands - he was trying to fall into the realm of "selflessness" like the ghost axe, and he only succeeded in entering this realm for the first time with a very high level of understanding.

In his world, the wood gradually changed into the appearance of a man - this man was dignified, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, cold and sharp eyes, a beard like a sharp beard, a pale face, long hair unruly and flowing, a black robe and a short sword hanging from his waist, and his clothes were windless and self-exalted.

His eyes were focused on the wood, his right hand seemed to be unconsciously holding a knife to move quickly on the wood, and his left hand slowly turned the wood, not inferior to the speed of yesterday's ghost axe. It's a pity that no one noticed his movements, because there are only two people here who are only focused on what they are doing.

"Haha, it's finally done--the deity's bird!"

Looking at a big wooden bird in front of him, the ghost axe smiled with satisfaction, patted the sawdust on his body, stretched his waist, and turned around.

At this time, Ji Lin also woke up suddenly, looked at the finished product in his hand, his eyes widened unexpectedly, and he exclaimed: "Old Duan!"

Curiously, the ghost axe stretched out his neck to take a look, and was quite amazed: "Yo, I can't see that Hanfei, your talent and understanding are quite good! Who is this? Your father? It's pretty cool!"

Ji Lin said: "He is a respected senior of the apprentice. ”

When he looked at Duan Tianhan's wood carving, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't heard Duan Tianhan's movement since the battle with Tuoba Wilderness. Although he knew that Duan Tianhan was in retreat in the Sword Middle Realm, he was inevitably a little worried.

"Going out for a walk?" the corners of Devil's Axe mouth rose slightly, and he squinted at him slightly, "Accompany the master to a place, let's go buy good wood for an old man." ”

The two came to the room next door to Lang Yan, which was full of gold, silver and jewelry. Poor Ji Lin's eyes were blinded by the light here.

"Oh, we are about to see the light of day again, this colorless craftsman can't keep the heart of yearning for freedom! We are the sons of nature, and we will always belong to the green mountains and green waters!" Lang Yan said excitedly.

The so-called green mountains and green waters are only separated by a door from the craftsman. The three of them walked out of the middle door and entered the door on the far right. The big wooden bird that had just been pounded out of the devil's axe was released from the brocade bag, climbed onto the big bird's back, took out a piece of ink stone (graphite) from his bosom and put it into the groove of the big bird's back heart, and the magical wooden bird unfolded its wide wings and flew up, three feet above the ground.

Lang Yan easily jumped onto the big bird with an astonishing jumping power with a shocked Ji Lin. Ji Lin was simply stunned, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and he secretly swore in his heart: He must make such a strange thing with his own hands!

The wooden bird drummed its wings and flew up to the dragon in front of him.

"Lord, there's a bald bird there!"

On the mountain, You Feng and Mu Shen are chopping firewood in the back mountain forest. On the wind, the little fox looked left and right, and saw the flying wooden bird. You Feng turned his head to look, and even took Mu Shen to look at it. As soon as Mu Shen saw the bird, he knew who was coming, threw away his axe, and ran out of the woods.

You Feng Superman's eyesight saw the person above the "bald bird" clearly, and said in surprise: "Hanfei is coming!" So he also abandoned the axe.

The big wooden bird landed. The three jumped down in turn.

The old sloppy sniffed the wine bowl that had been lifted, raised his head and drank it all, smashed it and slammed his mouth, and asked, "How many trees do you want?"

"The same old way!" Ghost Axe laughed, and took out a thing from the brocade bag, it was the red jade pot made in the shape of a Sky Swallowing Tiger, "Homemade secret medicine, your medicine garden will blossom and bear fruit, and the forest will be strong!"

The old sloppy seemed to smile: "You are really willing." What's the change? It's still the same?"

"Whatever you want, don't let the deity suffer. The ghost axe handed the jade pot to the old sloppy.

This sounds like a normal transaction, but it makes Ji Lin, who knows the purpose of the jade pot, be scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and his whole body twitches - he doesn't dare to laugh if he wants to. This jade pot is a "super pure" night pot specially created by Lang Yan!

"Han Fei, what's in there?" You Feng touched Ji Lin's arm with his elbow.

"Farmhouse fertilizer. Ji Lin had tried hard not to laugh, but his whole body was still shaking.

How could You Feng, who was ignorant and ignorant of the secular world, understand what Ji Lin meant, so he just asked again: "What is farm fertilizer?"

"Uh......" Ji Lin held back a smile and his face turned purple, "That's it...... Corpse water!"

"Oh-" You Feng elongated, and his face changed suddenly. "Frightened! Corpse water can also give birth to elixir! Poor Dao is so lonely and unheard, but this time he is taught. ”

"I ......"