"Senior sister, let's hurry up and eat, and go to the old carpenter after eating."

I quickly slipped the food into my mouth.

"Hmm."

The senior sister also sped up the speed of eating, and her little mouth was covered with oil for a while.

Looking at my senior sister's gobbling up, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Laughing at what?"

Senior sister burped, put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked me suspiciously, I smiled and said:

"The way you ate just now is like a girl from our village, a little kind."

Senior sister also smiled:

"In front of you, it's like anything, as long as you don't hate it."

After eating, according to the address given by Officer Yang, my sister and I drove to find the old carpenter, which was in a small alley in the old city.

The alley is very deep, and it took me about half an hour to find it according to the door number.

It was a very old house, two floors, and the bottom was still made of bluestone slabs, which was different from other houses.

This old house is dilapidated, and it is rare to see such a house in an urban area where every inch of land is at a premium.

The house is not very large, and an old wooden door has a copper lion's head nailed to it.

The lion's head has a large knock knocker on its mouth, which used to be a big family only to hang on this quaint little wooden door.

I picked up the knocker and knocked on the door, I don't know why.

The sound of the ring clasping on the wooden door was crisp and penetrating, not at all like the sound of metal knocking on a wooden board.

I waited for twenty seconds or so without a response, just as I was about to keep knocking on the door.

The door opened.

An old man with white hair poked his head out, and he used his hand to steady the knocker that was still shaking.

"Who are you looking for?"

When I saw this old man, I knew that he was the carpenter that Officer Yang said.

Because his fingers are full of calluses, but not in the tiger's mouth.

At the same time, I also realized that I forgot to ask Officer Yang what the old carpenter's last name was.

"Master, hello, I was introduced by Officer Yang, I want to trouble you with something, my surname is Liu, this is my senior sister, surnamed Wen."

I said respectfully, speaking of which, the relationship between carpenters and Taoist priests is not shallow.

Legend has it that the carpenter's old Zuluban was also a man who was proficient in the art of ghosts and gods.

Of course, it's just a legend, but I know a lot of people who use the carpenter's ink fountain and ink fountain line as soul collecting artifacts, and they work very well.

The ink fountain line is used to play straight lines, which is the crystallization of human ingenuity.

It is mixed with cinnabar, incense ash and grave earth, and is blessed with spells and rune paper.

The ink fountain line can be used as a rope to tie the ghost, and the effect is very good.

The commonly used ruler of Taoism is also derived from the carpenter, the so-called "ink line sets three corpses, and the yin ruler is ghostly".

Suffice it to say that these things of carpenters are not simple.

"Oh, you're here? Come on in. ”

The old man turned around and walked inside the door.

My sister and I followed.

After entering, the door at the back automatically closes, and there are three "knock knocks", as if it has been locked.

The entrance is a passage three or four meters long.

The passage is less than three meters wide, with a wall on the left and a staircase to the second floor on the right.

The air in the room was a little uncirculated, and the smell of wood was everywhere.

Passing through the passage, there is a relatively spacious living room, and there are no other rooms on the first floor except this living room.

There is also no table or sofa in the living room.

On the opposite side of the living room, there are all kinds of wood carvings and various carpenter's tools.

On the left there are some tables and chairs, and on the right are some logs and planks, leaving a quick area in the middle.

On two three-legged wooden shelves stands a solid wooden plank nearly ten centimeters thick, about three meters long and less than thirty centimeters wide.

On the board was an ink fountain, a knife, and a planer for cutting wood.

Behind the planks there was a coffin that had not yet been lided.

Next to the coffin was a delicate armchair, the only one in the entire living room for people to sit on.

The other chairs were upside down and placed on the table.

After the old man entered the door, he took a cut wooden board next to him and put it on the bottom plate of the tripod frame, and said:

"Your senior sister and brother are commensurate, could it be that you are a Taoist family?"

I nodded and said:

"Well, yes, the master is wise, may I ask what the master is called?"

"My surname is Lu, what are you looking for me?"

The old man was still busy with his own business, and he pulled out the ink fountain line and fixed it to one end of the plank.

Then pull the ink fountain to the other side, and pull up the ink fountain line with your fingers.

With a "snap", the ink fountain line left a straight black line on the board.

This Master Lu's temper seemed to be a little strange, I quickly pulled my backpack forward, took out the longest peach wood nail from it and said:

"Master Lu, I'm like to trouble you to help me make this more peachwood nail into a peachwood sword, and ......"

"Wait."

As I pulled out the large peachwood nails, Master Lu suddenly stopped me from speaking.

He directly threw the knife he had just grabbed into his hand, threw it on the ground, and walked quickly towards me.

"What's wrong? Master Lu"

He didn't answer me, but reached out and took the peach nail from my hand, looked at it carefully, and said:

"Aged Soul Fixing Peach?"

I nodded and said directly:

"Yes, Master Lu's discerning eyes and pearls, this peach wood nail has nailed a demon for decades."

Since he directly said the word "soul", it means that he is also a person who knows ghosts, and for such a person, I don't need to hide it, after all, I have to ask him now.

"Well, that's a good thing, you're going to make him into a peachwood sword?"

Master Lu asked with some confusion.

I nodded and said:

"Yes, Master Lu, this peach wood nail is too big, it will be easier to make a peach wood sword."

"Alas, it's a pity, if you make three swords, it will be more powerful against evil spirits."

Master Lu couldn't put down his eyes on the peach wood nail.

I was a little confused and didn't know what he meant.

"Master Lu, please make it clear, I don't hide it, I'm going to deal with evil ghosts, and there are quite a few of them, I don't know what you mean?"

Although this peach wood nail is large, it can't be made into three swords, and the wood is completely insufficient.

"I'm talking about arrows, arrows of bows and arrows."

Master Lu turned back to the chair and sat down, and began to measure it with his fingers.

"Oh, but you have to have a bow with arrows, and I don't know how to shoot arrows."

I walked up to Master Lu and squatted down and said.

Master Lu didn't answer me again, but just said:

"It's okay to make a peachwood sword, two thousand, ten thousand, twenty thousand, which one do you choose?"

I'll go, this master has a bit of a lion's mouth, and it costs a minimum of two thousand to make a peachwood sword?

When I was complaining in my heart that he was really dark, my senior sister said directly:

"Master Lu, 20,000 yuan, come and pick up the goods at night."

Master Lu shook his head and said:

"Hehe, it costs 50,000 yuan to pick up the goods at night after 20,000."

Depend on! I almost cursed, it's too dark.

In the past, it only took an hour for the master to make a peachwood sword.

This old man will take three days, and the price is so outrageous.

Even the senior sister frowned at this price, and she seemed to feel that this Master Lu was a bit of a starting price.

"Do it or not? If you don't do it, forget it. ”

The old man said directly, but he still clung to the peach nail.

"Do!"

I gritted my teeth and said, 50,000 yuan is nothing compared to saving Yu Bingqing and cleaning up that old bastard.

It's just embarrassing that I don't have that much money in my hands.

Sometimes it's really money when it's used to hate less, I didn't have any concept before, but at this time I feel that money is very important.

Senior Sister also nodded and said:

"Do, junior brother, I'll pay for it." She clearly saw my embarrassment.

Master Lu smiled and said:

"Okay, you guys come to pick it up at eight o'clock in the evening, the money needs cash, I don't have a bank card."

I nodded and said:

"Yes, we'll come back in the evening."

Although I said it very lightly, in fact, I felt a pain in my heart.

It's not that I think Master Lu is a liar, but I just think it's awkward to spend 50,000 yuan to make a peachwood sword.

Just as we were about to turn around and leave, Master Lu suddenly said:

"Well, if this thing were made into an arrow, it would be perfect."

Master Lu mentioned the arrow again, and my heart began to chuckle, and I turned around and asked:

"Master Lu, if I still want arrows, can you still make a bow for me?"

When Master Lu saw me turn around, he asked suspiciously:

"Do you have any other adult soul fixing mahogany?"

Without saying a word, I took out all eight other short mahogany pegs from my backpack.

Master Lu's eyes lit up when he saw the eight short peach wood nails, and he stood up from the stool violently, and said:

"This... This...... This, where did you get so much soul-fixing mahogany? ”

I didn't answer his question, but just said:

"If you can make a bow, I'd like to make all these mahogany nails into arrows."

Master Lu was stunned and pointed to the corner of the stairs, where an inconspicuous crossbow hung there......