"Rulong, congratulations on getting out, how are you practicing in recent days?"

Chen Rulong scratched his head and said with some helplessness: "It's barely improved." The exercises left by my grandfather are too mysterious, and it is said that some people have been stuck at the entry level for the rest of their lives. ”

Li Xiang gently stroked Chen Rulong's slightly unkempt hair due to a month of meditation, and said with a chuckle: "You are already a leader in the younger generation, don't worry about this time, the days to come will be long." ”

"By the way, I'm here to tell you good news."

Chen Rulong: "What's the good news?" ”

Li Xiang: "Grandpa's old comrades-in-arms came to you and said that there was something important to discuss. He arrived three days ago and was placed in the Nebula Technology Company Annex. ”

"He said that his affairs were not urgent, and that he would arrange a meeting after your retreat was over."

Chen Rulong said in surprise: "Take me over!" ”

In the reception room, an old man who is 1.4 meters tall, wearing a black satin coat, black cloth pants, and a pair of mille-feuille shoes, is sitting on the sofa eating candied fruit.

The old man also looks very strange, with bald eyebrows, hooked nose, deep eye sockets, and the whole person is skinny, but his eyes are dripping, giving people a feeling of both spirit and cruelty.

Chen Rulong said respectfully: "I am the grandson of Chen Qinghe, Chen Rulong." What is your surname, old man? ”

The old man is also familiar, "Haha, it turns out that you are Qinghe's grandson, your lips are red and your teeth are so good, no wonder that old guy always praises his grandson for being handsome." ”

"Come on, let Grandpa take a closer look."

Chen Rulong walked over and sat opposite the old man, and the old man didn't open the conversation until he stared at him from top to bottom.

"I'm old, I've long forgotten my name, those old comrades-in-arms all call me a craftsman, and you can call me too."

Chen Rulong couldn't bear to be polite, and asked bluntly: "Grandpa Craftsman, how is my grandfather doing now, where is he now?" ”

"The young man is very quick-tempered." The craftsman touched his goatee, "Anything else is confidential, I can't tell you too much, the only thing I can tell you now is that Qinghe is still in the far north, and he is safe at present, but there is no way to come back for the time being." ”

"This time, I was entrusted by Qinghe to help you."

What the craftsman said was simply not a useful message, which couldn't help but make Chen Rulong a little disappointed.

Grandpa's life is not in danger at present, Chen Rulong knows this, he can't come back to the extreme north now, and saying it is equivalent to not saying it.

These words came out of the mouth of the carpenter who was a comrade-in-arms, even if it was useless, it could finally make Chen Rulong feel at ease.

Chen Rulong asked suspiciously: "Grandpa Craftsman, what can you do to help me?" ”

The craftsman grinned, and the blackened saliva mixed with candied fruit on his yellowed teeth made it look a little disgusting.

"Baby, are you confused now, how can you find your hope and let yourself shuttle between the two worlds?"

Chen Rulong asked in astonishment, "How do you know!?" ”

"Of course your grandfather told me that I heard your grandfather talk about you a lot, and my ears were calloused when I was in the Far North. Although you kid doesn't know me, I know you well. ”

Chen Rulong scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm really worried about this." Grandpa Craftsman, how are you going to help me with this? ”

"Simple. I'm called a slivermaker, and I'll get some bamboo strips for you to tie a door. ”

As he spoke, the craftsman pulled out a large wattle basket from the corner of the wall.

The basket is almost as tall as a person, and it is a long basket woven of wattle strips, on which are hung various tools, such as hammers, chisels, and some unintelligible carpenter's tools.

The craftsman was too close to each other, so he had to reach out and drag the basket crookedly, and then take out a row of bamboos from it.

The bamboo is placed on the ground, first take the piece of air and divide it into two with a sound, and then use a small piece of air to cut the bamboo into long small pieces of bamboo one by one.

The four pieces of bamboo were tied, drilled with an awl, fixed with a straw rope, and then began to be interspersed and arranged little by little.

Although the craftsman was old, his fingers flew up and down with great dexterity, and a small bamboo door soon appeared.

In Li Xiang's eyes, (this chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter 251: The Craftsman

The craftsman was not at all like a master, not like a warrior returning from the far north, but more like an old peasant.

But in Chen Rulong's seriousness, the craftsman's technique is simply amazing, he is not weaving bamboo strips, but a special rule.

This rule is somewhat similar to the unnamed force, which should be a force related to time and space.

After the bamboo door was tied, the craftsman took out a delicate brush from the small bag around his waist.

The pen barrel is pitch black and scalded with gold characters, and the three big characters of "Mo Zhuxuan" are written impressively, which is more red than the whole body, and it looks extraordinary.

The craftsman boasted to himself: "I'm this, the pen is the imperial study of the Ming Emperor seven hundred years ago, Mo Zhuxuan left, the pen is ordinary, it is made of the tip of the weasel tail with a red body." ”

"A pen like this is rare in a thousand years!"

Chen Rulonghu asked: "Are you sure that with such a small bamboo door, you can open the passage of the two realms?" ”

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you first."

The craftsman closed his eyes and drew scarlet characters on the bamboo door, which flashed and merged into the door, and after a few minutes, the small bamboo door enlarged in the wind, turning into a black twisted hollow.

Beyond the hollow, there is a bamboo door frame. The craftsman stepped forward and disappeared into the air.

In the next moment, the craftsman appeared outside the door, pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing Chen Rulong and Li Xiang's surprise, the craftsman smiled and said proudly: "Before stepping into this door, you have the place you want to go to in your heart, and you can enter it with one step." ”

"So amazing? I'm going to try it too! ”

Li Xiang was quite excited to enter the hollow, but was dragged by Chen Rulong.

"Sister Xiang, let me come."

Li Xiang is a mortal in the flesh, if there is really any mechanism in the door, what comes out of one step is a pile of minced meat.

Chen Rulong still doesn't have complete trust in this person called the craftsman.

Meditating on Jiang Wenwen's world in his mind, Chen Rulong stepped out of the black hole, but at the moment when his body drilled into the black hole, the internal space was suddenly unstable, and it exploded into countless bamboo pieces with a bang.

Chen Rulong rolled on the ground a few times and stopped, but he was not injured, but his head was buzzing.

Li Xiang's beautiful eyes stared at the craftsman with anger, "Old man, what do you mean by this!?" ”

Without waiting for the craftsman to explain, Chen Rulong waved his hand, "Sister Xiang, you misunderstood, this matter is really not to blame Grandpa Craftsman." I can feel that the bamboo door can really lead to the world I want, but when the two sides are connected, the bamboo door can't withstand the energy collapse. ”

Chapter 251: The Craftsman