Master descends to earth

Chapter 210 The True Master (The Finale)

Wan Gong, as the great-grandson of Lu Ban Su Cheng, has a very special status in the restoration industry.Not to mention, his strength is already so strong that everyone knows that he is only one step away from Luban, and he can be called a treasure in the restoration industry!

Wan Gong saluted Zhang Wansheng, his expression seemed to be respectful, but there seemed to be something strange, and he called, "Uncle Master."

Zhang Wansheng had been staring at a point thoughtfully, as if thinking about something, until he heard Wan Gong's voice before returning to his senses.

Many restorers did not know the relationship between Zhang Wansheng and Wan Gong until this time.

Master Uncle?
Su Cheng is Wan Gong's great-grandfather, so Zhang Wansheng should be Su Cheng's... apprentice?
Luban disciple?

However, Zhang Wansheng has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and has never used such an identity!

Wan Gong asked: "Uncle Master, you have been in charge of Lu Banyin for so many years, and you didn't even want to see me, but you gave it to Su Yuan. Do you think that I am not as good as Su Yuan, and I am not worthy of being Lu Ban? Do you hold a grudge against the Su family about that matter?"

Zhang Wansheng looked at him and raised his eyebrows high.He snorted, and asked back: "For you, my master uncle... is just the person in charge of Luban Yin?"

Wan Gong stopped talking.

Zhang Wansheng looked at him for a while, and suddenly hooked his fingers at him. Wan Gong folded his hands in front of him, and subconsciously bent down.

Then, Zhang Wansheng came close to his ear and whispered a few words to him.

His voice was very low, almost a whisper, and none of the people around could hear what it was.

However, they could see Wan Gong's expression.In an instant, Wan Gong's face changed. He straightened up suddenly, looked at Zhang Wansheng in disbelief, and said tremblingly, "That, that is you?"

"Then, why didn't you come to see me later?" Wan Gong's voice trembled even more after receiving an affirmative answer.

"Oh? What did I say to you before I left?" Zhang Wansheng asked back.

Wan Gong stopped talking, and in an instant, countless complex expressions appeared on his face, all of which turned into a wry smile in the end.

He sighed softly, feeling infinitely disappointed: "One wrong step, one wrong step."

He turned and nodded to the two armed policemen, and turned to leave.At this time, he heard Zhang Wansheng's words again.

The old man's voice also contained infinite melancholy, his voice was soft but powerful: "What is wrong, you are still young, there is always a chance to start all over again."

Wan Gong paused, and when he started to walk again, his steps were much lighter.

Su Yuan came to Zhang Wansheng's side and asked softly, "Did you go to him before and teach him something?"

"After all, he is the only descendant of my master. The Su family is mercenary. He taught him that kind of thing at a young age. If I don't take care of it, what should I do if I am abolished?" At this point, his voice paused, then became heavy. Sighing softly, "I didn't expect...the fate is fixed, but the result is still the same."

The old man's shoulders slumped, Su Yuan reached out and patted his shoulder, and was speechless for a while.

The two watched Wan Gong's figure go away, and none of the restorers around said anything at this time.They didn't know the ins and outs of Wan Gong and the Su family, but they vaguely guessed something from the back and forth conversations.

Many people imagined these past events, and they all had some inexplicable feelings in their hearts.

Later, Xu Jiuduan once said to others: "In ancient times, those who repaired cultural relics called themselves artisans. In modern times, we call ourselves cultural relics restorers. It seems that we are superior to others. But that day, I suddenly thought clearly about the relationship between a craftsman and a teacher. The difference between them. Those who only craft skills are craftsmen. Those who are born from the heart are called teachers. We are still far behind!"

And since that day, it goes without saying how many cultural relic restorers have redefined their positions and re-established their focus when educating their apprentices in the future.

What happened on the Circular Mound Altar unknowingly changed the future direction of the entire cultural relics restoration industry!
Su Yuan said: "There is no end to the restoration of cultural relics, and Lu Ban is just the beginning."

His voice is full of incomparable firmness and enthusiasm, which can be heard very clearly even through the phone.

Edward was distracted for a moment, and sighed: "Sometimes I really envy people like you... In short, these cultural relics should be my congratulatory gifts to you."

Before Su Yuan could answer, Edward suddenly said, "I remember what you said that day. A cultural relic is a river, with its source, its root, and its direction. I just return these few drops of water to where it belongs. It’s just in the river. Take it, and keep them well. Anyway, they—the entire Chinese culture, are really beautiful..."

He was silent for a moment, then asked Zhou Li: "Do you think it is necessary for me to see him?"

Zhou Li paused, and quickly understood what he meant: "No. But he wants to see you. He said something and wants to tell you."

"I'm not interested." Su Yuan replied very simply, "I don't need to know the reasons why he did these things, or what different ideas he holds in his heart. I only know that I will never accept him. Behavior, very angry at the loss he caused, and will never forgive."

He spoke every word very clearly without any ambiguity.

Zhou Li laughed when he heard that, and he said, "I see, I will pass on your exact words to him, without missing a single word."

"Thank you." Su Yuan said.

"My brother, why are you being polite?" Zhou Li smiled heartily and hung up the phone.

Su Yuan put down his phone, let out a long sigh of relief, and looked forward.

The weather was fine and sunny, and it gave a layer of warmth to the dilapidated palace in front of it, and it didn't look so distressed anymore.

In the coming year, the grass will grow and the warbler will fly, and the construction will officially start here.This most magnificent palace complex in the world will gradually restore its proper appearance.

In front of Su Yuan's eyes, the Forbidden City of the previous world overlapped with the Forbidden City of this world. There seemed to be countless shadowy crowds around him. They looked around with surprise or shock on their faces.

Then, the renovated Forbidden City in the last world gradually faded away, leaving the current one.

It is still dilapidated, still overgrown with weeds, and mottled like dusty jade.But Su Yuan's heart was no longer anxious and distressed, only a sense of certainty remained.

For this he died, and for this he was born.

He found the lost self here, and also found the original self.

Everything in the past is like dying yesterday; everything in the future is like being born today.

The world has formed a wonderful circle here, and it is time for him to move on.

(End of this chapter)