At this time, Yunyan Chuzheng, Chu Wanjun and Ruosheng were in front of a stall.
Chu Wanjun and Ruosheng were standing, while Yun Yanchu was sitting on a wooden stool.
A gray-haired old man held a piece of wood in one hand and a wood carving knife in the other. From time to time he raised his eyes to look at Yun Yanchu, and then looked at the wood in his hand.
Every time the wood carving knife falls, there will be a slight "click" sound on the wood.
On the wood, the edges and corners gradually become clearer, and when the wood carving knife cuts through the wood, it will leave a golden light on the wood.
It's just that as the next stroke comes down, the light left behind when the pen was written above will also fade.
Yun Yanchu's appearance at this time was quickly revealed on the wood.
The masks, clothes, and facial features are all carefully crafted.
Even the hangings on the waist and the tassels on both sides of the mask were not left out.
After finishing the last stroke, the old man brushed off the fine sawdust left on the wood and handed the wood carving to Yun Yanchu.
"Girl, look at it, does it look like it?"
The old man had a smile on his face, and when he handed over the wood carving, there was a sense of confidence in his eyes.
Yun Yanchu looked at the lifelike wood carving in his hand, as if it were a spirit, and couldn't help but murmured: "Like, like, old man, your craftsmanship is really good."
"That's right, I, old man, used to specialize in the delicate work of carving. It's a pity that no one needed it anymore, so I started to make a living in wood carving."
When the old man heard this answer, he stroked his beard with satisfaction.
For a moment, it was as if he was recalling the glorious past, and he straightened his back proudly, feeling much more confident than before.
"What did grandpa do in the past?" Yun Yanchu asked curiously. His fingers rubbed the details on the wood carving, but he thought of something about himself.
"Tell the girl quietly, I was originally a sculptor... haha..."
As the old man spoke, he suddenly burst out laughing, startling the three of them.
Seeing a hint of madness in his eyebrows, he was shocked to realize that the old man with extraordinary skills in front of him was a madman.
Chu Wanjun frowned when she heard about Yan Jia, "Is it possible that the old man is confused? Back then, only the youngest son of the Mo family was left alive in the Mo family."
The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head and murmured to himself, "Yeah, I'm old and confused, old, old..."
The smile and pride on his face all faded away, leaving only traces carved by the years.
Loneliness and loneliness emanated from his eyes, like dead leaves blown down by the wind, and he could never regain his high spirits.
Chu Wanjun's heart tightened, "Does the old man know someone from the Mo family?"
"An old member of the Mo family? I don't know you." The old man shook his head and waved his hands, "It's just a few ridiculous words made up by me, old man. Don't take it seriously, girl."
Chu Wanjun frowned, looking at the old man's appearance and knowing that he couldn't ask anything.
He took out a purse filled with spiritual stones from the storage ring and put it down, then took Yun Yanchu's hand and pulled her away.
Yun Yanchu still held the wooden carving in his hand, and he could tell that the old man was unusual.
It was the old man's extraordinary ability that made her stay here to look at the wood carvings even though she knew Lin Wanqing was looking for her everywhere.
Fortunately, Xuan Li used an illusion to directly lead people to other places, so she was not disturbed.
Looking at the wood carving in her hand, Yun Yanchu felt that this might be her biggest gain from this trip.
"Put this wood carving away, little junior sister."
After leaving the area where the old man was, Chu Wanjun gave instructions with a solemn expression.
Yun Yanchu nodded and put the wooden sculpture into the space.
Ruosheng was very puzzled by their emotional changes. He was just curious about why the old man's madness improved and deteriorated just now.
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Not long after Yun Yanchu left, Lin Wanqing found the wood carving stall.
The old man was cleaning up the sawdust that had been left behind by the wood carvings on the ground, when suddenly a shadow fell over him.
He raised his head and squinted his cloudy and blurry eyes, and then he could clearly see the person in front of him.
"Old man, did you see three people just now, two women and a little boy?"
Lin Wanqing looked down at the old man sitting on the wooden bench, frowning slightly, with a bit of disgust on his face.
I never thought there were such dirty and poor stalls in the inner city.
Only a broken wooden board was used to carve the word "wood carving". There was no finished wood carving on the stall, but a set of polished carving knives.
Only people like Yun Yanchu could appreciate this kind of place.
"No, no."
The old man shook his head and continued to pack his things, muttering the word "never" in his mouth.
"Old madman." Lin Wanqing cursed secretly, kicked over the wooden stool in front of the stall and walked away.
The old man put his hand into the water to clean it, looked at Lin Wanqing's back, shook his head and said: "Since your legs and feet are not working properly, why don't you, old man, let me repair them for you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the carving knife on the stall seemed to move, but it seemed that it was just blown by the wind.
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After leaving, Lin Wanqing once again received a new address from the system.
Not being able to meet Yun Yanchu all night long had almost worn out Lin Wanqing's patience.
But for the sake of the token and the Apocalypse Sword, she could only endure her impatience and chase towards the next location.
When Lin Wanqing chased after him, Yun Yanchu encountered some trouble here.
Yun Yanchu looked at the crowded street in front of him and suddenly no one else was there. Chu Wanjun and Ruosheng beside him were also nowhere to be found, his eyes darkened slightly.
Looking around, Yun Yanchu frowned and shouted, "Xuan Li."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white stream of light flew out of Yun Yanchu's body, and Xuan Li's figure appeared next to Yun Yanchu as the stream of light dissipated.
"Is it an illusion?" Yun Yanchu asked.
"It's an illusion formation, and the person who cast it has a high level of cultivation. It's a bit troublesome to break it. Master, please wait."
Xuan Li nodded in response, folded his hands slightly, and several white marks appeared on his palms.
Powerful coercion surged out of her body and immediately expanded outwards, surrounding the area in an instant.
Feeling the presence of the aura, Xuan Li turned his head, and a powerful spiritual power suddenly condensed in his palm.
I saw him swipe into the void ahead, and a sharp ray of light flew out.
Immediately afterwards, the empty street in front of him flickered for a few times, as if the two worlds of people coming and going and the empty world flickered back and forth.
When Xuan Li saw this, he knew he had hit one. The light of spiritual power appeared in his palm, and he kept exploring and killing.
With the twelfth shot of spiritual power, the illusion array shattered.
The streets were lively again, but the people around them were no longer there.
Yun Yanchu frowned and subconsciously looked to his side, but there was no figure of Jiang Jun.
Jiang Jun is a spirit, and ordinary illusions cannot cause illusions or trap him, so she is still in the illusion array now?
"Jiang Jun, where are you?" Yun Yanchu calmed down and his brain was working rapidly.
Almost the second after he asked the question, Jiang Jun's response sounded.
"You are being chased while walking around this street. I usually tell you not to be too arrogant. You have more enemies than me."