Outside the small courtyard with earthen walls and black tiles, the old cow swung its tail, chewed the grass in its mouth, and slowly walked alone through the remote streets. It lowered its head and gently opened the courtyard door, leaving behind a few exclaimed villagers to step in.
In the courtyard.
"Oh, this cow even came out for a walk on its own."
"What a smart old cow, I don't know whether to sell it or not."
"Hey, he rolled his eyes at us, as if he could understand, maybe he has become a spirit..."
In the courtyard, the door was pulled shut by an ox's horns. Several villagers outside Tongling's big eyes rolled their eyes, turned around and walked leisurely towards the courtyard.
‘Moo~’
The big green cow called out to the owner who was reading in the shade of the tree, as if to say hello, and consciously walked to the place where the sun shone and lay down on its side. The limping wood carving with three-pronged hair and a golden crown was reflected in his eyes, waving a small painted halberd.
, a wooden sculpture with a leopard's head and eyes came to it from the house.
Lao Niu looked around curiously and accidentally touched two wooden sculptures. They were both knocked to the ground, and their loose arms and legs fell to the ground.
Right under Niutou's nose, Lu Bu rushed to snatch it, but Zhang Fei squeezed in and grabbed it with his backhand.
"Ring-eyed thief, bring someone's leg."
"Give me my arm back first!"
The wooden sculpture of Guan Gong walking the horse couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised the Qinglong Sword and urged the horse to come over. At the same time, he also called to the two wooden sculptures Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong. Lu Bu was not afraid of grabbing their legs and pressing them down. He drew a halberd horizontally, and one man could fight the four of them.
posture.
The noisy noise made Chen Yuan unable to read, so she rubbed her brows and went over to make peace, urging the five heroes to sit down and talk.
"Second brother Qin, forget it when there is a gap between the three of them, why do you get involved?"
The wooden sculpture of Qin Qiong was sitting on a horse with one leg dangling. He looked at Yuchi Gong, who was also riding a horse beside him, and said, "Jingde and I are brothers, and we have become sworn sworn friends in private."
"Is it related to this?"
The dark-faced Yuchi Gong nodded, and then pointed to Guan Gong opposite, who was closing his eyes and stroking his beard.
"Of course they are related. The one we worship is the second master."
Chen Yuan: "..."
Guan Yu: "..."
"Second brother, why do they all worship you? No one worships me?" Zhang Fei Woodcarving blinked and looked at Qin Qiong and Qin Qiong: "I'm different?"
Yuchi Gong was sincere and said directly:
"There is only one red-faced person, and there are black-faced people everywhere. Then you must find someone with a different face and a powerful one. Am I right, Second Master?"
Over there, Guan Gong had closed his wooden eyes, and the old god was still there without speaking. Chen Yuan could not have imagined that these outstanding people had such a side, that they could make people laugh when they talked.
He looked at Lu Bu, who had been silent.
"Marquis Wen, now that we are all living together, why not be more harmonious? What do you think?"
"You tell that ring-eyed thief to shut up, and the family will forget about the past." Lu Bu held the square halberd and the golden sword on the horse and sat on the ox hoof. "On the way, let the red-faced thief return the horse of the family. Everything will be easier to talk about."
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I knew I had to mention this.
Chen Yuan looked at Guan Gong, who had his eyes narrowed, and then at Lu Bu, who was glaring majestically, and sighed. It would be better to carve a new one, but he didn't know if he could repeat it.
Thinking of letting them wait for a while, he went to the woodshed in the backyard, found a big log, and used magic power to wrap the chisel in front of several puppets. The sharpener quickly carved out the outline of the horse based on the impression in his mind.
After some intensive practice, I applied the technique of enlightenment, but there was no reaction.
"Marquis Wen, how about you and the second master switch rides?"
Over there, the two of them shouted in unison: "No!"
Guan Yu touched the horse's mane and snorted coldly from his mouth and nose: "How can one ride and have two masters?"
Here, Chen Yuan also had some difficulties. Looking at the horse with its hooves flying, an idea suddenly came to his mind, but he didn't know if it could be done. He held the whittling knife and carved a line of words under the horse's belly:
——Neighing wind and rouge horse, the special weapon of Marquis Wen.
Putting down the knife, he cast the spell again to remove the horse's head. Green light bloomed, and the small trees in the courtyard rustled in the wind. The war horse placed on the table with its hooves about to gallop suddenly neighed, jumped directly from the table, jumped to the ground, and came to
Lu Bu bowed his head lightly in front of him, quite well-behaved.
"This horse is not my Red Rabbit..."
Lu Bu was a horse lover. Even though he was not Red Rabbit, he didn't refuse. He frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows for a moment. He looked at the carved wooden horse in front of him in a daze. He stroked the mane lovingly, remembering the time when he was still alive.
Things and people.
"It is similar to the rouge horse that a certain family gave to their daughter. Anyway, the certain family is not a narrow-minded person, so let it be."
On the side, Zhang Fei's wood sculpture crossed his arms and turned in one direction.
"hypocritically……"
"Third brother, don't talk anymore. Although Lu Bu has many faults, he is still affectionate and kind to his wife and daughter." Guan Yu looked at Lu Bu who was looking at things and missing people, patted his third brother's shoulder, and touched his neck.
Fixed wooden stick. In the previous fight in the cave, his head was almost knocked off.
He walked up to Chen Yuan and raised his face: "Take some time to repair this body. Guan is going to go."
As the voice fell, the wooden sculpture's body fell to the ground with a snap. Qin Qiong and others over there also followed the horses and turned into dull wooden sculptures one by one and became motionless.
"Well, this still has to be done by a craftsman. It seems that I have to try Brother Feihe's idea and find some spiritual wood to carve. It may not last longer. If I can refine it into a magic weapon..."
His thoughts were wandering wildly. Chen Yuan picked up the wood carving, took it back to the house, rummaged through it to find a replacement, added some details, painted it and left it to dry. Since he didn't need it now, he didn't use mana to speed it up.
"It's obvious that the technique of enlightenment was used, but why didn't this wooden sculpture respond?"
In front of the shrine, there was a wooden sculpture with double eyes and a heavy gun in the posture of leaning on the gun. The smell of incense had already filled the air. Chen Yuan frowned.
"Are there any conditions required?"
He remembered that the night when Guan Gong was revealed as a saint, the situation was critical. He thought that his master would be beaten to death. In his excitement, he uttered curses randomly and revealed the second master. When he arrived, Zhang Fei, Qin Qiong, and Yuchi Gong were not that much behind.
Trouble, when I was possessed, I was beaten very badly by that woman for the first time. I guess the second master couldn't stand it.
The second time he was possessed was Lu Bu. Based on his performance that day, he probably liked to challenge powerful enemies.
So what are the conditions for this overlord who died in Wujiang? How about I carve out Liu Bang and Han Xin and dangle them in front of him?
Thinking of this, Chen Yuan's mind became a little confused. There were so many outstanding people, but they still had grudges among themselves. No one would obey anyone, and then the room would be filled with fighting puppets.
It is impossible to say that they will form gangs and start a local war in front of me!
While Chen Yuan was repairing the wood carving, he was thinking about it. His hand suddenly stopped and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the mighty wood carving. Could it be that... he was ruined?
In that case, he would have to go north.
After all, there are more barbarians...
In his thoughts, the courtyard door was opened, and Sun Zhengde brought his master back from the Chang family. For some reason, the fat Taoist was walking back and forth beside Chen Yuan, looking at the back of the repairing wood carving, hesitating for a long time, and then he
Open your mouth.
"Master, I have something to say."
"I've been around a few times. I've been waiting for a long time." Chen Yuan put down the wood carving in his hand and turned around. Seeing his hesitant expression, he understood something in his heart, "You want to go back with Taoist Feihe?"
"
The fat Taoist pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, "My boss, after what happened the day before yesterday, I don't want to hang out like this anymore. Everyone in the Tianshi Mansion is running for Jiuzhou, and I also want to do my part. If it is possible to learn Taoism,
If I meet my boss again in the future, I won’t be a burden."
It can be seen that in the cave that day, the fat Taoist didn't even have the power to protect himself. Instead, he needed Feihe's care. He felt that he was occupying the other party. He could have dealt with the monster as soon as possible, but it took too long, and he felt guilty in his heart.
.
"If you have an idea in your mind, go ahead and do it. You didn't sign a contract of sale to me, so there's nothing bad to say."
Chen Yuan is not a pedantic person. If the fat Taoist can return to Tianshi Mansion and study Taoism with Feihe, it will be helpful to him in the future.
"In two days, Taoist Master Feihe will leave, so just go with him."
"Master, don't you blame me?"
"Whatever I blame you for is a good thing."
Chen Yuan smiled brightly, but after being together for a long time, he still felt a little uncomfortable. In the next two days, Taoist priest Feihe still used magic acupuncture on Chang Ren, and supplemented it with decoctions to regulate the spirit and nourish the qi. Although the madness was not yet
He recovered, but his consciousness became more or less clear, and he could recognize the old woman.
As for the two children, Chen Yuan also spent money to send them to a private school, which reduced the old woman's burden. He also found an honest woman who sells vegetables at the market all year round, so that she can have them every day.
Leave a portion of vegetables every day and send them to Mr. Chang.
In his free time, he locked himself in the courtyard and carved wood carvings like crazy, carving out everything he could think of. He even tried to make one or two characters from the underworld.
On the afternoon of the third day after arriving, after settling the foreign debts of the Chang family, they were finally ready to leave.
After packing his bags, he left the courtyard and headed north out of the town. Taoist priest Feihe changed into his daily clothes and wore a gray Taoist robe, looking solemn.
He had been waiting on the roadside for a long time. When he saw the ox cart approaching, he stepped forward and bowed.
"As a poor Taoist, I will take Sun Zhengde to take the first step. It is difficult to reconcile the Canglan Sword Sect matter, but it is not a deliberate act by fellow Taoists. Maybe I can find the elders in the sect to help negotiate the matter, and maybe we can deal with it for a while."
"Well, thank you, Brother Feihe."
Chen Yuan gratefully returned the favor and said, "Chen Yuan owes a favor to the Tianshi Mansion. Then go to the north and kill a group of barbarians to make the Tianshi Master happy."
"Aren't you afraid of hurting Tianhe?"
"Afraid? I'm an evil cultivator, so what am I afraid of?"
The two looked at each other and laughed one after another.
"Okay, I'm waiting for news from my fellow Taoist in Luozhou. Say goodbye!"
"Haha, please!"
The laughter spread across the field by the roadside and was blown far away by the wind. Soon after, Feihe took the fat Taoist and said goodbye. The latter turned back step by step with his bulging belly, kept waving, and patted the bag that Chen Yuan gave him.
Silver Ingot, shouted: "My boss, and the old madman, remember to eat every day, and make soup to nourish the body, it is very beneficial."
The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the figure of the thin and fat man waving away, gradually blurring. Looking at the direction in which the two disappeared, Chen Yuan felt a little melancholy. He turned around and touched the cow's head. The master who was still looking around said: "Master
, let’s go too. Go slowly to Luozhou, and we can still see Sun Zhengde.”
The crazy old man smacked his lips and took a long breath.
"I didn't think about him as a teacher because I thought no one would make delicious food in the future."
Hearing these words, Chen Yuan laughed out loud and helped the old man get on the bullock cart, "Master, sit tight, it's time for us to go to the next place."
The old cow didn't wait for the whip to crack, and walked slowly along the official road with open hoofs. As time passed, the sun slanted to the west, illuminating the undulating mountains in the distance with magnificent colors.
The sky is getting darker.
The stars and moon hung in the night sky, the chirping of wild birds sounded in the forest, and the slow-moving ox cart stopped at a dilapidated temple nearby. The further north you go, the more desolate the surroundings become. At this time, you have not yet reached the hinterland of the Central Plains, and you can already see the people's hearts.
Afraid, along the way here, I saw such dilapidated buildings everywhere.
"Chen Yuan, a mortal monk, is staying here for one night for the convenience of his trip."
Looking at the deserted temple covered with cobwebs, Chen Yuan raised his hands and said something, then waved his sleeves to blow away the dust on the ground, and then brought his master in, preparing to spend the night here.
After finding firewood, setting up a bonfire, and cooking food, Chen Yuan closed his eyes by the firelight and recalled the unfinished combination of formulas before. With extremely high concentration, he found that he could do it without arranging trial and error on the paper.
I was quickly running through various exclusions in my mind.
The moonlight dimly covered behind the night clouds.
On the road outside, in the pitch-black color, a cloud of white mist gradually appeared from the distance. Inside, there was a tall and thin figure of three feet swaying.
"Chen——Yuan——"
Through the mist, the tall figure looked at the dilapidated buildings standing in the distance in the dark night, and murmured gloomily.
…
In the temple, hot steam was rising from a small pot.
The crazy old man who was playing with the fire with a small stick suddenly raised his face and said, "There is Yin Qi!"
After saying that, he ignored it, stuck his butt out, and continued to light the fire.