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This Bai Yuan was one of the six heavenly ghosts and gods, he just ran out from the land of Sichuan and Shu some time ago, but he died in a blink of an eye.

"Do you know something?"

Mrs. Sun raised her head leisurely.

"we do not know!"

"I do not know either!!"

Clay puppets on the table and under the curtain of the stone hall swayed, like countless whispers resounding in the empty hall.

Weird!

At this moment, one of the clay puppets in the stone hall suddenly turned into a stream of light and fell onto the table.

Ice-cold and eerie.

It looked like an incomparably strange demon with wings behind him, sharp mouth, and cold eyes.

"I heard some news!"

Sun's eyes were indifferent: "Eagle King, what news did you hear?"

"I heard that an ancient tomb in Xingyang County was born, and a precious orb was buried in the tomb, named Suihou Bead. The Suihou Bead was taken away by the Shuijing Sword Sect when it was born. Someone called me to go and snatch it!"

"Brother Bai Yuan and Patriarch Cangmang came down from Beimang Mountain a few days ago, and searched for the relics of the previous dynasty that contained dragon energy for the empress. It happened to be a meeting, and they were going to take back the Suihou Pearl for the empress..."

"Sui Houzhu..."

The small ancestral hall fell silent instantly, everyone knew the value of Suihou beads.

Among the two treasures of the Spring and Autumn Period, although Suihou Pearl is slightly inferior to Heshibi, it is still the most precious.

This treasure is very wonderful!

Although Sun was also a little surprised by the appearance of Suihou Zhu, but when he heard that Bai Yuan was about to intercept the Taoist of the Shuijing Sword Sect, a strange flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"That idiot!"

Sun shook her head a little.

Bai Yuan died as soon as he died, there is nothing to regret.

Since the birth of the six-day ghosts and gods, they are reluctant to be controlled by voodoo.

The only pity is that the Suihou Pearl was not in his hands.

"I don't know the specifics of this battle. I don't really believe that Suihou Zhu will be born in the tomb of the previous dynasty. I just heard that a gibbon appeared on the Yellow River halfway. For the evil cultivators who came to snatch the Suihou Zhu for it, all the monsters died at the hands of the arm-armed ape!"

When it comes to the arm-armed ape, the Eagle King's words are not without the meaning of rejoicing, thankful that the thought of salted fish saved his life at that time.

"The arm-armed ape, where did this monstrous monkey come from? It has such supernatural powers. It beat Daoist Bai Yuan to death and snatched the Suihou Pearl?"

In the main hall, the other monsters were somewhat suspicious at this time, many of them had never heard of the gibbon monkey.

I just feel that if I can kill Bai Yuan, I will definitely have great magic power and amazing supernatural powers.

Sun stood there without saying a word, her eyes were flickering, and the monsters like the heels and feet of the arm-armed ape didn't know it, but she knew it very well.

Four spirit monkeys.

"It's a pity, it ruined the important event of this Palace!"

A cold light flashed in Sun's eyes.

If the Suihou Pearl can be captured, it will obviously be of great help to Wang Yuan!

At this time, in the main hall, several monsters started making noise.

"Your Majesty, Bai Yuan is our brother after all, you want to avenge my brothers, we all follow your orders!"

"If I hadn't found the relics of the previous dynasty for you, I wouldn't have suffered such a disaster!"

There were several other statues beside them making noise, with an aggressive aura.

Sun's complexion was icy cold, and suddenly a ray of incomparably rich light bloomed above the hall.

"Shut your mouths, you are unlucky, can you still blame the voodoo sect!"

The dark and strange inspiration instantly suppressed other strange voices.

Although they are strong, they never dare to challenge this empress head-on.

I saw Mrs. Sun's eyes gloomy and cold, scanning the many clay puppets:

"However, if I track down the fact that the arm-armed ape dared to destroy me, I will definitely not let him off lightly!"

In the ancestral hall, after many clay puppets were quiet

Mrs. Sun stood up from the futon, and at the same time looked around at the twelve golden men in the small ancestral hall, and glanced at the twelve golden men.

At this time, four of the twelve golden statues were dimmed, as if they were covered with a layer of dark brilliance. Sun walked to the side of the fifth giant golden statue.

There is a strange black light flickering in this golden man, and there are black waves condensing all over his body, turning into a phantom of a python-headed human body, wearing black scales, and stepping on a black dragon.

As Sun approached, her figure slowly merged with this huge phantom, and the black light flowed behind her, like a sea embracing all rivers, forcibly swallowing it, no matter how hard the demon god struggled, she couldn't escape the shroud of dark brilliance around her.

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yangjiacun

Wang Yuan wanted to learn how to carve, but it was not easy. Carpenter Yang was a very traditional old carpenter, and his craftsmanship was passed down through his family, so he was not very willing to accept people with foreign surnames as apprentices.

Even Wang Yuan expressed that he would reward him heavily.

For this reason, Wang Yuan still studied for a few days, but Wang Yuan soon discovered a fault of Carpenter Yang.

Carpenter Yang likes to play Go, but he is still a stinky chess player. Wang Yuan suddenly had an idea, took this opportunity, and exchanged some precious rare copies of Go records for some advice from Carpenter Yang.

Between the white mountains and the black waters, there are towering giant trees, and not far away is the busy Bian River.

At the entrance of the village, on the rock, Wang Yuan is wearing a robe embroidered with Confucianism, holding a small section of peach wood in his hand, and a carving knife in his hand, carving the peach wood in his hand bit by bit. Bagua wooden mirror appears.

Qiankun gossip mirror is also called Fuxi gossip mirror.

This corresponds to the innate gossip.

If you practice Houtian Bagua, it is Taiji Bagua mirror.

The protruding spherical surface implies a yin-yang fish, carrying yin and embracing yang, embracing each other and running forever!

"Brother Wang, you are really good at carving!"

Next to him, a half-grown boy came hopping over from the side at some point, and looked at Wang Yuan with a surprised face, his big black and white eyes were full of surprise.

This half-child is the son of Carpenter Yang, named Yang Shicheng. I heard that the name was obtained by a nobleman in the capital. It is said that this boy is smart and smart since he was a child, and he will surely achieve something in the future.

"However, why do you always carve these gossips? These things are neither fun nor good-looking!"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan couldn't help laughing and said:

"Don't think they are ugly, but they are easy to use!"

Wang Yuan weighed the gossip mirror in his hand. Of course, this mahogany gossip mirror was not carved from thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, but ordinary peach wood for training.

In just half a month, this carved mahogany gossip mirror looks like it.

His comprehension is quite good, especially with spiritual perception as eyes and ears, it is more convenient to carve.

Although the mahogany gossip mirror in front of him has not been infused with mana, but after passing through him, there is a trace of aura remaining, which can also suppress Feng Shui and rebound evil spirits.

"What's the use of this?" Yang Shicheng still muttered.

Wang Yuan didn't pay attention to these half-babes!

"Prince Wang!"

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from the side, and a handsome girl came from the entrance of the village under a big pagoda tree, followed by a neat old man.

"elder sister!"

Seeing the delicate girl approaching, Yang Shicheng shrank his neck and wanted to slip away, but it was obviously too late.

"Where do you want to go!"

The girl had a fierce face and grabbed Yang Shicheng, but just looked at Wang Yuan, the girl's face turned rosy, and her hands were slower, but Yang Shicheng ran away.

This girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing coarse linen clothes, but she had delicate features and a slender waist. She looked very pleasant, but her skin was a little darker.

However, it is only natural for a girl from a peasant family to go out early and return late, and her skin should be darker. If she can take good care of her skin, she must be a little beauty.

This is Carpenter Yang's eldest daughter, Yang Xiugu!

She can be regarded as a big girl. I heard that she was betrothed to someone a few months ago, and she is also a juren in the village.

That Juren Wang Yuan met once, and heard that he had just returned from a study tour abroad.

Yang Xiugu looked at Wang Yuan with some embarrassment, and said again.

"Prince Wang, Second Uncle Yang is here to give you a peach tree!"

"Xiao Langjun, is it enough for you to look at these mahogany trees?"

Hearing this, the old man Lisuo hurriedly put down the pile of hickory trees in his arms in front of Wang Yuan.

The old man's temples had turned white, and although he looked hale and hearty, his teeth were already loose.

This old man is also a villager in Yangjia Village, a widowed old man, I heard that he is a veteran, he stayed in the frontier fortress for a while when he was young, and he was over fifty years old when he came back.

There are no wives and children in the family, only a few cousins ​​to help.

"Not bad!" Wang Yuan took a look and nodded lightly, and immediately took out a few copper coins from his bosom and handed them to the old man. The old man weighed it slightly, as if feeling the weight, and soon smiled with satisfaction.

"Xiao Langjun, if you still want mahogany, you can find the little old man, and the little old man will find the best peach wood for you!" He bowed slightly, smiled, and left satisfied.

Looking at this scene, Yang Xiugu couldn't help pursing her lips a little and said, "My lord, you don't need to give so much..."

Yang Xiugu knew that this young master wanted to help Second Uncle Yang, but he gave too much.

An ordinary pile of firewood only costs four or five renminbi, but for this small pile of mahogany, the young master paid more than ten renminbi, which is double the price!

"It's okay!" Wang Yuan smiled slightly, Yang Xiugu blushed a little, Wang Yuan saw the little girl's expression and smiled a little.

Yang Xiugu looks carefree, but she is actually a delicate girl.

Yang Xiugu thinks that this young man's smile is so pretty, she blames herself a little in her heart, she obviously already has a sweetheart, so how can she be half-hearted.

She turned her head away, and simply insisted that Yang Shicheng was by her side, and quickly twisted Yang Shicheng's ears, and was about to turn around and leave.

But Wang Yuan stopped her at this moment:

"Xiu Gu, wait a moment, this gossip mirror is for you!"

Behind him, Wang Yuan raised the mahogany gossip mirror in his hand and sent it to Yang Xiugu, facing the girl's surprised eyes, he said:

"I think Mr. Liu has been a little dark lately. I'm afraid some dirty things are staring at him. Tell him to hang the mahogany gossip mirror outside the house to solve this problem!"

Mr. Liu, that is, Yang Xiugu's fiancé-in-law!

Chapter 101 Sculpture

"My lord, do you still understand the strange science of Feng Shui?"

"Know a thing or two!"

Wang Yuan nodded. In fact, many great Confucian scholars are very knowledgeable, because they understand by analogy.

The more you learn, the more you can always come into contact with some metaphysics.

Yang Xiugu hesitated a little, glanced at the young gentleman, and nodded for a moment.

"Slave first thanked the prince for Liu Lang!"

Yang Xiugu took the mahogany gossip mirror, and saw that the girl's palm-sized jade face was covered with peach cheeks, so she turned around quickly, twisted her waist and hurried away.

"This little girl is young, but she knows a lot..."

Wang Yuan watched Yang Xiugu leave with a slight smile on his face.

Wang Yuan conveniently took another piece of thick peach wood from the ground, carved it with a carving knife in his hand, and in an instant a peach wood gossip mirror took shape rapidly.

Wang Yuan likes this feeling of being immersed in the sculpture, as if he is integrated with the gossip in his hands.

Every time a gossip is carved, it seems to have a deeper understanding of the universe and gossip.