Chapter Twenty-Five: Rushing to the East China Sea

It was getting dark, the hut was lit with lights, "tuk, tuk", the sound of wood and stone clashing, and a figure moved stiffly, holding a wooden plate, towards the water pavilion.

"You go and tell Tang Shu," I suddenly came back from my abrupt loss, threw myself on the iron fence, and shouted to the visitor: "I ······"

I was stunned as a wooden figure mechanically moved and walked over. His face is lifelike and his carving is exquisite. Wearing real clothes, you really can't see that it is a wooden man from a distance.

Are those who work in the fields during the day also wooden people?

Tang Shu is such a delicate carpenter! He does these people, all by hand, such a fine machine spring, I secretly praise it in my heart, so amazing!

The wooden man placed the wooden plate on the ground, and I reached it, and it slowly turned around, and with a wave of our hand, the ice rope rolled out, and I tied it around its neck and hung it up.

The wooden man walks mechanically in mid-air.

After all, it's a wooden man, I shrugged my shoulders, and I already had a plan in my heart: Tang Shu, Tang Shu, steel is admittedly harder than ice, but you want to lock me up with a broken iron cage, you can't help but underestimate me.

I stretched out my hand and froze in the air, and with my diving skills, a layer of hoarfrost gradually formed on the iron, and the temperature became lower and lower. I conjured up an ice ridge in my hand, and with a light knock, there was a soft "snap", and the steel broke, falling to the ground and shattering into several pieces.

After easily breaking a few steel columns, I emerged from the water pavilion.

Hehe, I thought very proudly, you can't study physics. At very low temperatures, the steel is very brittle, and you want to lock up Miss Ben.

Just as I was triumphantly praising myself in my heart, the wind behind the "whoosh" sounded, and I was startled, and rushed forward, raising my right hand.

When I turned around, I saw that the headless wooden man was knocked back two steps by the ice wall, and then jumped up, and the body was weird, it couldn't untie the ice rope, and actually took off its head?

It was swift and agile, very different from the stiff mechanical movements just now, and it turned and turned flexibly in the air, and it didn't look like a wooden man! I was horrified in my heart, in the twilight sky, such a headless wooden man was trying to kill me, the situation was too mysterious, my scalp was numb, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

Not only was the move ruthless, but as soon as he stretched out his right arm, he didn't know what kind of strange machine spring it was, and it bounced out of his body.

I didn't want to dwell on it too much, so I waved my hands continuously, "Click, click", and the wooden man was dismantled by the ice blade.

I took two steps back, worried about what else it was up to.

Sure enough, the severed arm squirmed, and with a push of his fingers on the ground, he lunged at me again.

Tang Shu······ It's scary.

I took a deep breath and raised my hand slightly, and all parts of the wooden figure were firmly sealed in a piece of ice.

I wiped the cold sweat on my head, what kind of nonsense secret technique is this? I guess I use my mind to control the wooden people, that huge area, so many wooden people, wouldn't they arrive immediately, how disgusting! Tang Shu must have known that I came out······

I didn't stop doing it, and simply swept towards the window of the hut with the lights on. "Smack", Flying Leg kicked open the pane and fell to the ground.

On the desk was covered with brand new white drawing paper, Tang Shu sat in a wheelchair and studied ink, his expression remained unchanged, and said, "What is the fairy doing?"

I said bluntly: "Tang Gongzi, if we have something to say, I can't persuade you to have an enmity between the Demon Sect and you, but if you want to kill Feng Jianqing, it is completely to vent your anger, right? Revenge is beyond reproach, but cutting the grass and killing the Demon Sect is too much, right? And this has nothing to do with Feng Jianqing!"

Tang Shu snorted and said, "You don't care about yourself, of course what you say is commonplace, if you also suffer this misfortune, can you do this?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I don't know, but according to what you said, I was in the rivers and lakes when I was a child, and I ate the last meal every day, so should I take revenge on the society and kill all the people in the world?"

Tang Shu was silent, the ink of the research had overflowed, and he didn't realize it. Thinking that he was blind after all, I couldn't help but feel sorry in my heart, and he said lightly: "Leng, haven't you taken a good look at this room?

"In order to show my sincerity, of course I will not be on guard step by step, I have no intention of being an enemy of you, and I have a good relationship with Mrs. Tang, I just want to persuade you, otherwise I will not come at all," I raised my head and said proudly, suddenly my eyes fell on a painting on the wall, and I was surprised: "Eh, you know me?"

A girl in the painting, smiling, looks like me, but less cunning, more gentle and graceful, the painting style is exquisite, lifelike, not at all like the handwriting of a blind person, besides, when Tang Shu can see it, he shouldn't have seen me, right?

Tang Shuye smiled: "I really haven't seen you, but I'm blind, but my heart is not blind, I have occasionally heard about things in the outside world, I always thought that you were full of resentment and hard work, so that you respect each other, but I didn't expect you to still think of yourself as a crowd, not to be discreet, but higher than I thought." ”

The inscription on the side of the painting is a line of small characters: "From the dredging of the sludge, the cicada molts in the filth, and the mayfly dust is outside, and the dirt of the world is not obtained, but the mud is not dripping." ”

Although the words are small, they are powerful through the back of the paper, and the engraved on the water pavilion is from the same person.

How can I be so noble, I secretly stuck out my tongue, I can't bear to hear others praise me like this, not to mention that you admire me, why do you still imprison me······ I quickly forked my mouth and said, "This ······ Childe is too famous, looking at Gongzi's handwriting, although he engraves 'and light and dust', but the edge is too exposed, there is no intention to solve the frustration, I think it is the talent of Childe's eight buckets, not angry about the fate, and the Maze Mountain Range is thousands of miles away from Middle Earth, Childe is still knocking on the noise and committing his worries, isn't it pretending to be in Jianggao?"

Actually, I'm not very articulate, and if I want to tell such a big truth in an instant, I'm afraid that the sun will come out of the west. Before I could think of how to break out of the wall in the water pavilion, I had already made a draft in my heart, trying to trick him into letting me out. If you want to persuade such a talented man to tell some reason without dropping his schoolbag, I'm afraid it will be very difficult, but I have racked my brains for a long time.

Tang Shu was silent for a long time, and when I saw that he didn't answer, I bowed to the ground and said, "Tang Gongzi, I will say goodbye." ”

"Wait," Tang Shu said quietly. I sighed softly, not knowing what kind of moth he was going to make, "Onion, this is thousands of miles away from Middle-earth, do you need to send him off at the next step?"

"Ah??? "I just said that I heard it, he can't move himself, and he still wants to send me?"

Tang Shu smiled lightly, and his expression was not as cold as before: "You are surprised?"

"Hmm. ”

"I'm a rough painter. ”

I made a grimace in secret, and the words of the literati were really not credible.

"What kind of grimace," Tang Shu said casually, "My ink painting is a fantasy channel, and you can reach your destination in an instant." ”

Was he really blind? I wondered, how did he know that I was grimacing? I couldn't find each other, I guess he was a clever one, so I guessed it.

I asked, "Do you know that things in the outside world are also drawn?"

Tang Shu bowed his head and said: "Yes, but it took a long time, and what I saw was only a moment." It took me half a month to paint the exit of Dicui Valley, and I happened to see you come out, so I knew that you were in the Demon Abyss······ It's been another half a month now······"

Ling Yichen has been flying with me for nearly half a month??? it seems that I was really confused at that time, and I can't really remember it, oops, bad.

"You seem to be in a hurry?" Tang Shu smiled, "I'll give you a ride, where are you going?"

"I want to think about ······" Half a month ago······ That's right, that day Fu Hina mentioned the East China Sea, the dragon king or something, I slipped away that night, that Feng Jianqing must have thought that I went to the East China Sea, oh no, it's been half a month, he has probably already rushed there, how can he compete with the two dragon kings alone! Although I am still suspicious of Tang Shu now, I have never been the kind of suspicious person who holds grudges, not to mention that if I want to get there now, there seems to be no other way than to believe in him.

"The east coast of Xianyin, where the two dragon kings went. ”

Tang Shu nodded, didn't ask anymore, splashed ink, and became in an instant.

This painting is not at all like a portrait painting, almost casually swayed, meaning and God, I took two steps and said to Tang Shuyu: "Thank you, son······ Aren't you leaving?"

Tang Shu shrugged his shoulders: "I, I may have a sluggish heart, hatred is still unresolved, and I can't get over it." There you go. ”

He seemed a little sad, but I was in a hurry to go to the East Coast, and I didn't bother to comfort him, and said, "Take care, Childe, I'll go first, and we'll see you later." ”

"Goodbye, onion. ”

I reached out and touched the center of the paper.