The dream entrusted by the mountain god made Shimo Village lively for a while. Although everyone donated money enthusiastically, the weather was too cold and they had to wait until next year to start construction. After this incident, Xiao Yu completely calmed down.
During this period, he has completed the final exam and achieved excellent results as in previous years.
There was still half a month before the Chinese New Year. During this period, Xiao Yu often went to the Taoist temple and began to prepare for making the peach wood sword. However, the peach wood sword could not be made by himself, so Xiao Yu
You still need to find a craftsman and work with him to complete it.
Fortunately, there are many old craftsmen in Shimo Village. When they heard that Xiao Yu wanted to make a wooden sword, they were very happy to help him. After all, Xiao Yu has become famous now, and this is not a big deal. A wooden sword is very important to a carpenter.
To put it simply, it was easy to make, but during the making process, the carpenters discovered that the peach wood sword that Xiao Yu made was not that easy. First of all, the hardness of the wood was something they had never encountered before.
"Xiao Yu, is this peach wood? Why is it so hard? I have changed my planer three times, and now I have just cut out this bit of wood." An old man said with some distress while holding the planer.
Xiao Yu naturally understood in his heart that the Yin-Yang peach wood had been tempered by Yin-Yang thunder, and it was already as hard as steel. If it hadn't been for too long, it would be difficult for this ordinary planer to damage it at all. Now that he can dig out such a small amount of wood, it is already
Beyond his imagination.
"Grandpa, this wood is peach wood. It must have been stored for a long time. Otherwise, the money for your planer blade belongs to me. You just use it. I will help you as much as it gets damaged. What do you think?"
"Hey, grandpa doesn't mean that. This blade doesn't cost much, so how can I ask you to pay for it? Grandpa just thought, this thing is so hard, and it's a waste of time for us to mess around here. It's better to take it to the town.
Go to the lumber yard and try using a chainsaw."
When Xiao Yu heard this, his head shook like a rattle and he said, "No, this peach wood sword must be made by hand. Grandpa, why don't you take a break and I'll try it."
It's not that Xiao Yu didn't want to go to the lumber yard, but that the peach wood was too delicate and expensive. The lumber yard was fine for cutting large pieces of wood. Xiao Yu was afraid that this small piece of wood would break into several pieces as soon as he went in, so he wouldn't risk it.
That risk.
"Okay, come and give it a try. I'm going to have a cigarette and I'll help you later." The old man nodded, handed the planer in his hand to Xiao Yu, sat down in the corner of the yard, and smoked a cigarette.
Xiao Yu was riding on the horse stool, holding the two ears of the planer with both hands, and pushed forward with all his strength. However, as soon as the planer came into contact with the wood, it stopped instantly. No matter how Xiao Yu pushed it, it would not work.
It's hard to move an inch.
"No wonder Grandpa is so tired. This wood is indeed too hard," Xiao Yu thought to himself.
In fact, Xiao Yu has never made a mahogany sword by himself. He just saw his grandfather making it before. It seemed very simple, so he just tried it out! But he didn't know that the mahogany sword his grandfather used was just
It is certainly easy to make ordinary peach wood, but his peach wood is already considered an immortal wood, so how can it be made using ordinary manufacturing methods.
Xiao Yu was holding the planer and was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but the planer still stayed there and did not move at all. This made Xiao Yu a little helpless. He could only drop the planer in his hand and sit aside, thinking about how to solve this problem.
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Xiao Qiang walked out of the room at this time, looked at where Xiao Yu was sitting and gasping for air, and couldn't help but said, "I'll give it a try."
The carpenter finished his cigarette and came to Xiao Yu and said, "How is it? Is what I said right?"
Xiao Yu blushed, nodded with a smile and said, "This wood is indeed very hard, but even if it is hard, it is just a piece of wood. How can it still stump us? If it doesn't work today, then tomorrow. I want to push down a little bit of wood every day.
One day I can smooth him out."
Xiao Qiang sat on the horse stool, spat on his hand, then pinched his hands, held the planer and pushed hard. This time, a piece of wood flower was really pushed out, but it was only a thin layer.
Just a piece of it.
When Xiao Yu saw this, he couldn't help but said in surprise, "Dad, you are so awesome."
The three of them had been busy in the yard all morning. The wood was still as thick as before, as if there had been no change. However, Xiao Qiang and the carpenter were so tired that they almost fell apart. After eating in the afternoon, the two of them discussed taking a couple of days' rest.
God, come and tinker with that thing again.
"Such a small piece of wood is more tiring than making a coffin for someone," the old carpenter said with a smile.
"Hey, grandpa, making coffins is for pretending to be dead, but my sword is for saving lives. Of course it's different." Xiao Yu poured tea for the carpenter and said with a smile.
"Well, you are right. Grandpa, I have been a carpenter for most of my life. I have never seen any kind of wood. This is the first time I have encountered the thing you tinkered with."
"Of course, my wood was given by the mountain god, so of course it's different," Xiao Yu said cheerfully.
"What, a gift from the mountain god?"
"Yes, it was given by the mountain god."
"Tsk, tsk, you are so awesome. The mountain god even gives you things. So, could this piece of wood be some kind of treasure?"
Xiao Qiang was peeling peanuts and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense. It's a gift from the mountain god. He's just teasing you."
When the old carpenter heard this, he couldn't help but glared and said, "Hey, Xiao Yu is a master of catching ghosts. It's possible that he knows the mountain god."
When Xiao Yu heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. The three of them chatted around a plate of charcoal fire for more than an hour before the old carpenter packed up and went home. Xiao Yu got on the kang in his house. After all, he was in the north.
It's the warmest.
Sitting on the kang, Xiao Yu held a Taoist book and found some records about making peach wood swords, but there were very few production methods. This also gave Xiao Yu a headache. He couldn't help but put the book aside, and then picked up the book.
He picked up the ancient jade on his neck and looked at it carefully.
Ever since the last time the ancient jade showed its power and sucked the evil ghost in, there has been no reaction until now. It is like an ordinary jade stone. But how can an ordinary jade stone be so powerful? Until now, Xiao Yu
Haven't even figured it out yet.
Xiao Yu stared at the jade. The jade looked like a leaf, with strange patterns on it, including flowers, grass, and some tree roots. Although those things were not big, Xiao Yu could still see clearly.
"What is this? It has been passed down in Maoshan for so many years, doesn't anyone know about it?" Xiao Yu muttered.
"Grandpa said that spiritual things will recognize their owners. I wonder if this ancient jade is a treasure. Why don't you try it with blood?" Xiao Yu said to himself.
Just do it. Xiao Yu sat up straight and bit his middle finger. A drop of red and purple blood flowed out. The blood fell on the ancient jade, as if falling into a sponge, and was sucked in instantly.
However, after the blood was sucked in, the ancient jade still had no reaction. Xiao Yu dripped a few drops of blood again, and the ancient jade still accepted it all, but there was still nothing surprising.
But at this time, Xiao Yu's eyes were shining, because this ancient jade can absorb blood, which means that this ancient jade is a treasure, and it is most likely an ancient treasure recorded in Maoshan books. However, this ancient treasure can temporarily