They knew that it was not difficult to carve a wooden sword, but it was more difficult to carve a wooden sword with a dragon entrenched on it, and it was even more skillful if it was made of ordinary camphor wood.

Having said that, this finger-thick wooden sword also belongs to the range of semi-miniature carving, and judging by its fineness, it has been at least more than 20 years old.

In fact, An Ziyu and others did not know that Yang Chenyu had only practiced carving for just two months, and the main reason for being able to reach this level was because his physical fitness was far beyond that of mortals, so to speak, after achieving the god of the river god, the strength and stability of his hands were terrifyingly high, and such strength and stability were naturally used in carving, and after a little practice, although it was not the level of a generation of masters, it was also able to withstand the craftsman.

Well, after the last knife carving, Yang Chenyu put away the carving knife casually, grabbed the wooden sword on his right hand, seemed to have noticed the Taoist boys, and nodded: "After you are done, you can also take a rest." ”

After speaking, Yang Chenyu was about to leave, but a voice came from the gate: "Is Yang Daochang here?"

It was a young woman's voice, Yang Chenyu frowned slightly, waved his hand and asked An Ziyu and others to place the appliances, but he went out.

After answering the promise, An Ziyu and the other Taoist boys walked towards the kitchen with a rickety strong man.

Yang Chenyu could already hear whose voice it was.

It was the big money lord last time, and it cost 200,000 yuan to invite a statue to go back.

At that time, Yang Chenyu still felt that he had taken advantage of it, but this time he went to Shuangdu and communicated with several Taoist priests from Lan Yuanguan, and Yang Chenyu knew the current price of domestic magic weapons.

If it is a Taoist temple with a relatively large reputation, such as Lan Yuanguan, as long as it is a Taoist priest above the master, a piece will not be less than five or six thousand, and the general Taoist priest will also charge you more than 1,000.

And like the kind of magic weapon that has been cultivated and consecrated for a long time, ordinary people can't buy it at all, to be honest, who would have nothing to do with a magic weapon that has been consecrated for so long?

Most of the consecration artifacts are used by the Taoist priests themselves, and if they don't owe favors or other circumstances, they will never be sold.

Even if there were, each one would not be less than five or six hundred thousand, and if Yang Chenyu's magic weapon was to be consecrated by other Taoist priests, it would take at least a few years, and its value would not be a million.

In this way, Yang Chenyu found that he had lost money, although the magic weapon was just a recitation of a scripture by himself, but its effect was equal to the time it took other Taoist priests several years.

Of course, since it has been sold, Yang Chenyu will not go to find the account, after all, the money and goods are clear, and Yang Chenyu is not the kind of person who has no face.

What made Yang Chenyu frown was that Mr. Huang's voice clearly revealed a kind of urgency, and before she entered the Qinglong Temple, Yang Chenyu saw a trace of yellow light coming from outside the courtyard wall, and she came to the advantage.

However, even if Yang Chenyu doesn't like it, he still has to receive one or two, and he is a guest at the door, besides, the cost is too great during this time, and he needs to make up for it.

Before Yang Chenyu went out of the gate, Huang Xiaorong had already stepped through the gate, and when she saw Yang Chenyu, she smiled coquettishly: "Yang Daochang, it's good to say recently." ”

This coquettish smile made Yang Chenyu's body tremble, not because Yang Chenyu was fascinated, but because he felt a little uncomfortable.

The last time I saw Huang Xiaorong, I felt very good, but this time I was a little uncomfortable.

Huang Xiaorong, who came this time, can see that she has really dressed up, no longer a shirt and jeans, the upper body is a yellow tight short sleeve with a half-exposed breast, and the lower body is a miniskirt.

But Yang Chenyu is not an ordinary man, his eyes swept over the half-exposed chest, and sure enough, the river god statue is gone, and even the breath of the river god statue is gone.

Judging from Huang Xiaorong's three fires, her father's illness is probably half better, and Lu Huo is prosperous, it seems that he has made a fortune, and it is not small.

Although Yang Chenyu is not a professional physiognomy master, as a river god, at a glance of the past, he can see some of the decline and prosperity of people, it stands to reason that this Huang Xiaorong's Lu Huo should not be so vigorous, there should be another reason.

However, as soon as these factors are combined, Yang Chenyu knows where the river god statue is, even if he doesn't feel the location of the river god statue.

Maybe it was sold by Huang Xiaorong and sold for a lot of money, or maybe it was given to a powerful person by Huang Xiaorong, her company was taken care of, and she naturally became rich.

Encountering this kind of thing, Yang Chenyu had to be angry, having said that, Yang Chenyu sold the statue of the river god not entirely for money.

The statue of the river god has a trace of Yang Chenyu's spiritual light, barely half a doppelganger, if it is enshrined by Huang Xiaorong at home or carried with him, it can allow Yang Chenyu to continue to obtain the power of incense.

And if you are sold by the other party or given away in a relationship of interest, then there will be no such benefits, and if you are not sincere, you will not be effective, this sentence is not finished.

If it is accidentally defiled, but it damages Yang Chenyu's spiritual light, who knows if that powerful person will have any special hobbies?

"Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun, Lord Huang Shi is far away, the poor road is far away, and he hopes to atone for his sins. ”

Erasing that trace of anger, Yang Chenyu sang a promise and led Huang Xiaorong to the hospitality room to sit down.

This hospitality room was only established when An Ziyu and others came to the rear to receive pilgrims with relatively generous pockets, but Huang Xiaorong was the first pilgrim to open.

"Daochang Yang, the little woman came here this time to have something to trouble Daochang Yang. ”

An Ziyu had already come over to wait at this time, brewed two cups of tea and brought them up, Huang Xiaorong took a sip, and said with a little hesitation.

Yang Chenyu didn't have to think about it to know, most of the time it was not good, if it was to ask for Fu Shui, he would say it directly, when it came to the word trouble, most of the time he wanted to buy another statue of the river god, and he bought it for others.

That's it, Yang Chenyu thought about it, the funds for his renovation of the Qinglong Temple have not yet been settled, and it seems that it is about to fall into this matter, but well, how to sell it depends on himself.

"Master Huang said when he had something to say, there is no need to swallow in front of the poor road. ”

Since Yang Chenyu wanted to open it, the words he said would naturally not beat around the bush and hit the main point.

"Since the Taoist chief said so, the little woman is not welcome, may I ask the Taoist chief to ask this wooden sword in his hand is willing to cut love?"

As soon as Huang Xiaorong heard Yang Chenyu's words, her face suddenly burst into laughter, and with a finger of her right hand, she pointed to the wooden sword that Yang Chenyu's right hand had not yet put away, which suddenly made Yang Chenyu's expression become weird.

Thanks to the poor monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he has been very sad to evaluate the votes, Chen Minwu is already a very sad cameo, brothers, let's have some recommendation votes, thank you.