"Wait a minute, let me take a look first. If someone uses it but doesn't like it, wouldn't it be a disgrace to me, the framer Li?"
Li Daojiang didn't care about Xu Luo and Xu Luo for the moment, he yelled loudly and walked quickly to the yard.
Xu Luo took his hands out of his arms and walked out together. Two young men were holding a tall wooden frame and leaning against the door. It looked like they were about to move outside the door.
The open umbrellas on the wooden stand look like huge flowers of different colors blooming.
Various patterns were painted on the umbrellas, most of which were scenes such as bamboos, orchids, plums, and chrysanthemums. However, these colorful and exquisite umbrellas only made Xu Luo feel a little chilled.
He and Old Man Pang looked at each other thoughtfully, and both could see the worry in the other's eyes.
Li Dajiang walked to the wooden frame and looked at each umbrella carefully. His expression was so focused that he even forgot about Xu Luo who was visiting later.
Xu Luo showed admiration and sighed seemingly casually.
"No wonder Mr. Li has achieved what he has achieved today. You can tell a little bit about it just by looking at his attitude towards his works."
"Hey, this is not something my master made!"
Xiao Chengzi on the side couldn't help but interrupt, with a bit of pride in his expression.
"These umbrellas are just the work of our senior brothers. The master usually puts them at the gate for anyone to take, which is also convenient for the neighbors!"
Xu Luo's eyes narrowed, but he made a tut-tsk sound.
"If even you apprentices are so good, then Mr. Li's own skills must be even more ingenious!"
Hearing him praising his master, Xiao Chengzi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly and waved his hands in a reserved manner.
"Master, I don't want to hear such compliments from others. Master Xu, please don't say too much."
After a while, Artisan Li carefully checked all the umbrellas and waved his hands pretending to be impatient.
"Moving out, moving out, it can barely protect you from the wind and rain! The things you make have no charm at all, they are just garish products..."
While cursing, he turned back to the hall. When he was about to enter the door, he seemed to suddenly remember that there were still guests there today, and his old face couldn't help but blush slightly.
"I made Mr. Xu laugh. If I don't scold these little bastards a few times on weekdays, I feel uncomfortable."
Xu Luo could see that this old man was a typical sharp-tongued man with a soft heart. He was obviously very satisfied with these apprentices, but he would definitely hit and scold them on weekdays.
He waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Sir, this is your true temperament. The so-called deep love and deep responsibility are just for these boys to learn more things!"
Li Dajiang asked the two of them to sit down again, and asked Xiao Chengzi to make tea, and then he asked what he wanted.
"I wonder if Mr. Xu needs help from the old man for something. Just say it bluntly. Since my old brother can bring you here, he is no longer an outsider."
Xu Luo leaned on the chair, stretched out his hand and took out the rags left by the figure last night, and placed them on the table one by one.
"I just want Mr. Li to identify the origin of these ghost things. The more detailed the better!"
As soon as Craftsman Li saw the pile of rags, the smile on his face suddenly froze, but he immediately changed to a cautious look on his face and asked.
"I don't know where these things came from, Sir. Could you please tell me first so that the old man can identify them easily."
But he didn't know that although he hid it very well, he still couldn't hide it from Xu Luo, who had been paying attention to him.
This time, before Xu Luo could answer, the old man Pang on the side had already told the whole story in a few words.
Xu Luo always had a gentle smile on her delicate face, and glanced at Jiangjiang Li from time to time.
When he heard that dozens of elderly people had been involved in an accident in Shiquan Street next door, and most of them were veterans, Li Diao couldn't help but stand up, with a look of disbelief on his face, and blurted out subconsciously.
"Then why is there no movement at all from the Imperial Military Department..."
At this point, he remembered that the two people who came today were from the Exorcism Department, and said something awkward.
"What the old man means is that those old soldiers... uh, no, did those civilians lose their lives because of this?"
Li Diaojiang obviously became a little impatient, Xu Luo's eyes flashed, and he smiled and comforted him.
"Sir, don't worry. Those people have just lost some vitality and can take some time to recuperate. Do you still have old friends living in Shiquan Street?"
Li Diaojiang was stunned for a moment, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he forced a smile.
"Mr. Xu doesn't know. Although the old man is a craftsman now, he also went through life and death together with those old brothers and crawled out of the dead.
Nowadays, everyone is getting old, but let alone one more person, it would be good to live one more day!"
Xu Luo nodded with emotion.
"The most important thing now is to find that weird thing as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid more people will suffer. Can you recognize the origin of these rags now?"
Craftsman Li reached out and rummaged through the pile of rags again, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of determination.
"At this point, if the old man says that he doesn't recognize him, let alone you, I'm afraid that my old brother who personally brought people here won't agree. How can Old Pang respond?"
The plain smile that had always been on Old Man Pang's face slowly faded away.
Xu Luo also showed a half-smiling expression. It seems that this old man understands everything in his heart!
Li Dajiang looked at Xu Luo again.
"Presumably Master Xu had already guessed in his mind when he saw those umbrellas just now. Yes, these are not actually cloth, but a special kind of paper with magical effects.
The old man's current reputation is largely due to it. In this Rock City, the only one who can make this kind of paper is the old man.
Is this answer satisfactory to you, sir?"
Xu Luo did have some suspicions in his heart, but he didn't expect that Li, the framer, would say it all without any hesitation like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Since the old gentleman said it so openly, then this paper must not have come out of his hands, right?"
Li Diaojiang nodded matter-of-factly, then frowned.
"The old man has been playing with paper all his life, and he can recognize it at a glance. These are exactly the ten stacks of paper I give my apprentices to practice with every day.
But the quantity of each finished product is recorded. Although those boys are stupid, I can guarantee that no one will be so bold as to take such a precious thing out!"
Ten stacks of paper?
Xu Luo and the two heard it as if they were in a fog. Li Dajiang's eyes flashed with pride, and he twisted a piece of torn paper with two fingers and raised it to the two of them.
"As the name suggests, although this thing looks as thin as a cicada's wings, it is actually made of more than ten layers of oil paper with different functions.
This is the most common one, there are hundreds of stacks of paper on it, even the thousand stacks of paper that the old man is thinking about, that is the real miraculous craftsmanship and ingenuity!"
Looking at Li Decorator, who was completely immersed in a state of fanaticism, as if he had changed into a different person, Xu Luo and Xu Luo couldn't help but look at each other.
Old man Pang brought people here today, and he felt a little ashamed of his old friend. At this time, he directly complained to Xu Luo, indicating that he would be the villain.
Xu Luo had no choice but to pretend to cough a few times.
"Ahem, sir, your skills are so amazing. I wonder if I would be lucky enough to appreciate them in person?"
The old man Li Dajiang's face was full of displeasure as his reverie was interrupted. He looked at Xu Luo for a long time, until he felt uncomfortable all over, the old man muttered.
"Originally, this is all the old man's ability to make a living, a secret that is not passed on to others. Just for the sake of old Pang's face, I will take you to see it."
This old man is also quite interesting. When he talks about what he is best at, Xu Luo immediately changes from an adult to a kid.
Li Diaojiang took the two of them to the backyard, where there was a two-story wooden building.
Before Xu Luo entered the door, he looked upstairs thoughtfully. There was a qi there that only he could slightly detect, lingering around him and old man Pang.
Now that the distance is extremely close, Xu Luo also probably senses that the Qi Ventilation Realm is at least equivalent to the Body Washing Realm!
It seemed that the Royal Military Department valued Li Diaojiang more than he imagined.
Xu Luo pretended not to know anything and followed Li Diaojiang into the small building.
There was no one else here, only Xiao Chengzi was busy carefully. When he saw the three people coming in, he looked at his master nervously and worriedly.
Li Diaojiang waved to him.
"It's okay. I'm all a practitioner, and I don't have this ambition at all. What are you worrying about? Go ahead and do your business!"
Xiao Chengzi angrily threw a pile of hemp paper into the large porcelain vat in front of him, making a loud splash with water splashing everywhere, and then stood aside and stared at Xu Luo and Xu Luo as if guarding against thieves.
It seemed that Li Diaojiang loved him very much. When he saw Xiao Chengzi losing his temper, instead of getting angry, he shook his head and laughed.
"You two, don't be surprised. This boy was picked up by the old man since he was a child. He has always been clever and clever, and the old man usually spoils him."
"Disciple of Yibo?"
Xu Luo glanced at Li Diaojiang and saw him nodding slightly, then stopped talking.
Li Diaojiang led the two of them to a room on the left that was similar to a warehouse. Even in broad daylight, the room was dimly lit.
He fumbled to light the fish oil lamp next to the wall.
"Look, you two, these are all the hundreds of stacks of paper I have not used up here. Outside is the production place, and only Xiao Chengzi and I can come in.
Outsiders absolutely cannot and dare not come!"
What he said was so decisive and confident that Xu Luo nodded secretly thinking of the person sitting upstairs.
Holding up a thin piece of paper under the bright candlelight, Xu Luo couldn't help but marvel at the magic.
It was clearly made of multiple layers, but it was as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as nothing. Even the light could faintly filter through it, and Xu Luo even vaguely felt a vague spirituality on it.
"This is a hundred stacks of paper. Now all the finished products have been wrapped up by the Imperial Guards. You can't even see them anywhere. Sir Xu, please look over here."
Decorator Li carefully picked up a slightly thicker piece of paper from the pile of papers piled neatly next to him and handed it over.
"These are ten stacks of paper. They are used by my apprentices on weekdays to practice their skills. Most of them are umbrellas, raincoats, etc. There are also some refined nobles who like to buy them back for copying books.
But the ones that are used the most are the tailor-made inner armors for the soldiers of the Royal Military Division!"