Yan ghost

The army went to the desert.Looking far away, white sand is all over the sky, and a clear pool floats in the sky.In a trance, a royal palace appeared in the air, like a heavenly palace floating in the clouds, and as big as it was right in front of you.

At that time, Kaifang snatched Weiyang Wangcheng, and a hundred years later Weiyang Soul Armor invaded Weifang and took back the Wangcheng.Therefore, the soldiers on both sides were very excited when they saw Wangcheng, and they accelerated their march.Only Feng Zhu and Xiang Yan noticed another palace looming behind them.The two ran across the army and ran all the way until the palace behind them was fully revealed.It's Chilan!

"Advance carefully, it's a mirage!" the general shouted.

The army soon approached the two palaces.The royal palace towers into the sky, and it is strangely large.When the fog receded, it was discovered that there were countless legs and feet growing under the palace.

"It's a monster, quickly evacuate to both sides." The general ordered, but the army can't run past the palace.The soldiers looked up and saw that the sky was completely dark.The palace of Kuifang stretched its legs and fell to the ground, buried in the sand with a wail.Immediately afterwards, the Chilan Palace also sat down, alerted Xiang Yan, and pulled Fengzhu to roll to a sunken ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Xiang Yan took a mouthful of sand, wanted to get up, but slammed his back, and could only crawl obediently.

"Qing Huai..."

"Feng Zhu? I'm here." I couldn't see my fingers when I stretched out my hand, Xiang Yan found a hand, but when I searched again, I found Feng Zhu was suppressed by the palace.He scratched the ground with his fingers, and after a while, he finally let someone fall into the pit beside him.Feng Zhu didn't say a word, his body was stiff, as if he was enduring pain.

"You are hurt?"

"I'm fine. Hey, don't touch it!"

"Your leg is broken. Where are the tools?"

"The pocket at the waist. Uh!" Feng Zhu coyly said, "It's not there..."

"No, I'm sorry!" Xiang Yan withdrew his hand, as if being shocked by an electric shock.He carefully counted a few inches upwards, counted on his waist and stretched out his hand, and accurately touched the tool.He unbuttoned Fengzhu's clothes, tapped on several places with his fingertips, roughly memorized the position of the body, and began to disassemble and repair.

"You can cultivate like this." Xiang Yan himself was also surprised, although he couldn't remember the past, he never forgot these skills, as if he was born with the ability to make wooden armor.

"Why, why don't you take me as your teacher?"

"Okay."

Soon after Xiang Yan finished the repair, Feng Zhu moved his legs and said with a smile, "Actually, I have flint in my sleeve."

"Say it sooner!" Xiang Yan tapped Feng Zhu's leg.

"I said that I would never have the chance to see you display your magical skills."

"Oil cavity slip."

Feng Zhu said again: "This palace is really like a mobile restaurant."

"A monster too?"

"It's a moving building. It has eight legs. It roams around the main street of Chilan capital every day, changing its location every hour. The restaurant is very popular with the people." Xiang Yan heard it with great interest.

"Once, a wealthy family in the capital held a wedding. He sent him to the bridegroom's house with a sedan chair, and invited the whole city to drink wedding wine along the way. Later, many people followed suit, so there is a saying that couples who have drunk wedding wine in a mobile restaurant can be married for a hundred years. .”

"It's good business."

"The mobile restaurant has also held two Wooden Armor Competitions. There are too many applicants, and the restaurant can't accommodate them. The contestants have to enter in batches, one place at a time every hour, and the loser will go to the next station. After three days, Whoever stays is the winner."

Xiang Yan asked, "Did you go to participate?"

"No." Feng Zhu paused, and said a little shyly, "Teacher forbid. He said that if I go to grab the top spot, others will have no chance."

"He's really an obedient student." Xiang Yan smiled, "But why haven't I seen a mobile restaurant?"

"Only two years after the mobile restaurant was built, the Soul Armor Army rebelled and the restaurant was burned down."

"Did the Soul Armor Army do it?"

"It's the ignorant people." Xiang Yan couldn't see Feng Zhu's expression, but he could hear the resentment in his words.He wondered, did the people do what they did because they hated the wooden armor?I think back then people killed Yanshi and smashed wooden armor, which destroyed many good things.

Feng Zhu said: "Speaking of which, these two palaces are a hundred times the size of a mobile restaurant. I don't know who did it, and they are so capable."

Xiang Yan said: "Since the mobile restaurant is similar to the palace, do you think the location of the control mechanism will also be in the same place?"

"Bottom." Feng Zhu replied immediately.

Xiang Yan lit the flint, and the two dug out a few tools, dug out a wooden board together, and climbed into the upper compartment.The compartment is half a person's height, full of organs that control the legs of the palace, and there are hundreds of feet as far as the eye can see.

"Creak creak --" the organ started to operate.

"Sand leaked in!" Xiang Yan bowed his head, pointing to the board they entered.

"The palace is sinking. Let's go up one more level." Feng Zhu opened his mouth on the top and jumped up, turned around and stretched out his hand to pull Yan.

Drilling out to Yan, he found himself in the Chilan Palace, majestic and solemn.The officials knelt down to meet the emperor.The emperor turned his head and cast a lingering and deep gaze.His heart had never beat so fast.

The next moment, the courtiers raised their heads and followed the eyes of the emperor to look at them.Regardless of the ministers and generals, they all raised their wat boards and rushed towards them.Xiang Yan took Feng Zhu and ran out desperately.In front of the hall and in the long corridor, there are full of guards holding swords and bows.At the same time, the palace swayed and sank every quarter of an hour.

"It's too dangerous here, go to the harem."

Xiang Yan walks through the palace, just like in his own courtyard, without detours at all.When they came to the harem, the concubines had no weapons in their hands, and when they saw a man, they timidly hid, only poking their heads out of curiosity.They rested for a while, took a breath, and were suddenly pushed from behind.It was a concubine who sent two maids to fight, and even called the guards to arrest him.

Seeing that the road is not easy to walk, the two took the opportunity to dive underwater.The pond in the harem is connected to a lake, and when you swim out of the lake, you will come to the hunting garden.The garden is full of rare birds, sacred trees and spiritual flowers.A group of spirit beasts gathered by the lake, screaming hastily because of the sinking of the palace.

"Every spirit beast here is made by Xiang Yan, and it can change into 49 forms. The emperor lingers here and never gets tired of it—" Feng Zhu was talking, and Xiang Yan fell beside him, and he hurriedly supported him.He looked around, and then he saw a white tiger running towards this place, with half a chain tied under its feet.

"Come to heaven with me."

Fengzhu holds the puppet and rides on the white tiger.In a blink of an eye, the white tiger transformed into a mysterious bird and went straight into the sky.

"Boom——" Xuanniao received an unexpected blow in the air, fell straight down, turned over soon, flew back there, and was injured again.

This time Fengzhu saw clearly that it was not someone who attacked, but that they hit the invisible zenith.But after hearing a few loud bangs, cracks appeared in the sky, one, two, three or four.Suddenly, a sand waterfall flows.

"It seems that the royal palace has been buried under the sand." Xiang Yan tried to go upstream and rush out of the crack.Reluctantly, the sand flow was too fast, and it rushed back to the ground in one go.

Feng Zhu said: "The other places haven't cracked yet, let's leave quickly."

"Don't go." Xuanniao circled several times and summoned other spirit beasts to fly up together and hit the zenith.The cracks were torn open, and there were sand screens all around, extending everywhere.

Feng Zhu asked: "What if this place is filled with sand?"

Xiang Yan said: "The palace keeps sinking, and there will be more and more sand above it. It's better to open up as soon as possible. If there is so much sand above that it will fill this place, then we will only have a dead end. But if we hit a giant here If the hole cannot be filled with sand, we still have a chance to get out."

A series of loud noises, like the speed of the wind.Xiang Yan led the spirit beasts to avoid the sand avalanche, and the surrounding area was filled with smoke and dust.When the smoke and dust dissipated, there were continuous sand waterfalls in front of our eyes.Xiang Yan stopped in the air and looked down at the ground until half of the sand dunes were piled up on the ground. The sandfall slowed down slightly, and he said, "Hold me tight, don't lose my doll."

Feng Zhu covered the puppet in his arms, closed his eyes and mouth, and endured the sand and waterfall.After counting about ten times, he could no longer feel the impact. When he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by a cliff surrounded by sand flow, and the center of the sand waterfall was really hollow.

A group of spirit beasts flew back to the ground.Feng Zhu turned his head, and the huge cave far away was slowly becoming shallower until it was buried into a gentle sand depression.

The two wandered around in the sky, but they couldn't find the Kuifang Palace for a long time, and they thought it was buried deep under the sand.Xiang Yan approached the ground and inspected it again, found a few scattered guns, and landed.

"I'll go down and have a look." Xuanniao turned into a white tiger, bent his knees to let Fengzhu go down to the ground, and started to plan the sand.

Feng Zhu stopped and said, "No. It's not water below, you can't see anything."

Baihu lifted his hind legs and said, "You hold on to this chain. If I can't do it, then pull me up."

"But……"

"no problem."

After Xiang Yan left, a group of spirit beasts lived beside Feng Zhu.He fell on his back, clutching the chain.Just now Chilan and his party, he seemed to go back to the past, following the footsteps of that person, staring at the back of that person.

For a moment, the chain tightened.Fengzhu jumped up and found quicksand.He rode on the black bird and flew at a low altitude.A vortex formed around the chain, and he tugged lightly on the chain, coming back a little, pulling again, and coming back a little.In the end, all the chains were taken back, but only a palm-sized statue of a Crane Riding Immortal was tied to the other end.

"Impossible, how could there be no?" The vortex stopped, Feng Zhu didn't wait for the black bird to land, he jumped straight down, knelt down and searched:

"You said it was fine.

You said no problem!

You said it's all right...

teacher……"

"Who is your teacher?" A voice came, but it was unclear where it came from.

"Qing Huai?" Feng Zhu turned his head, the puppet remained silent, and the spirit beast beside him lay lazily on the ground without opening his mouth.

That voice asked again: "Who is Qinghuai?"

"Who are you!"

"The earth spirit guarding the palace of Kaifang." Feng Zhu heard that, and quickly picked up the fairy riding a crane.

"Put me down." Feng Zhu slowly placed the immortal in front of him on the ground.

Immortal said: "Tell me your teacher's name, I can bring him back."

"Qinghuai."

"There is no such person here."

Feng Zhu lowered his eyes, reluctantly said: "Xiang Yan."

"Xiang Yan is your teacher? I don't believe it."

Feng Zhu said anxiously: "You don't care if he is, just try to see if you can bring him up!"

"Hmph, what kind of attitude?"

"I'm sorry, I was impatient. Please!" Feng Zhu kowtowed fiercely to the immortal.

"Enough is enough. Tell me about you and your teacher. If it's credible, I'll bring him back."

Fengzhu, at the age of eighteen, came to the streets of the capital.

He saw some men and women kneeling on the side of the road selling their bodies to bury their fathers, so he also chose a quiet place and sat cross-legged.There is also a doll beside him.

At that time, there was no guild in Yanshi, and the dolls were not standardized and grew wildly.But everyone in the circle knew Xiang Yan and his wooden armors.

He sat for most of the day, but no one responded.When the sun was about to set, two young masters walked by.The older one, dressed in black, has a gentle demeanor.The smaller one, dressed in red and green, is in high spirits.Later, he found out that the young master was two years younger than himself.

The red-clothed boy said: "Hey brother, let's buy the one over there, and we can manage the money."

The black-clothed boy replied: "Our family has a wooden account bookkeeper, and we never seek personal gain."

The boy in red asked, "How is the gardener over there?"

The boy in black replied: "Our family has wooden armor to grow flowers and plants, and we never make mistakes."

"That man is strong and strong."

"Why do you have to buy a servant?"

"Our family's servants have all run away, there is no one left, and it loses face."

"We don't need anyone to serve us. Besides, isn't it shameful for me to take your puppet out?"

"You still say! Just take it out once, and now everyone is laughing at me for not being able to find a girl, looking for a doll..."

"Haha, hey, it hurts!" The black-clothed boy hugged his head, avoiding the red-clothed boy's fist, just happened to lower his head and saw a line of writing on the ground.

"Sell yourself to buy wood?" The boy in black stared at Feng Zhu.

"Five hundred gold? This man is like a lion." The boy in red was beating someone just now, and he took the boy in black's arm in a blink of an eye.

The boy in black asked: "The strong man on the right is only [-] gold, and the girl on the left is only fifty gold. What kind of skills does this brother have, and the asking price is so high?"

"I don't have any skills, the wood I want to buy is expensive."

"What do you want wood for?"

"Make a puppet for grandpa." After Feng Zhu finished speaking, he turned around and tapped on the chessboard.Seeing his son, the old man groaned and scratched his head in annoyance.

The boy in black glanced at the chess game and couldn't help clicking his tongue.He pulled the boy in red, and whispered in a volume that Feng Zhu could hear: "This guy is extremely smart."

The boy in black knelt down and asked: "What kind of wood do you want to buy? Red sandalwood? Ash? Boxwood?" Seeing that Feng Zhu couldn't answer, he asked again: "You don't even know what kind of wood you want, so why did you buy it?"

At this time, the old man shook his hand, and the chess piece rolled into the street.The old man pulled off Feng Zhu's sleeve, and Feng Zhu got up and went to the street to pick it up.The old man pointed one point, and he helped to throw the ball, and he even threw it once, the old man hugged his head and yelled again.

Feng Zhu turned his head and replied, "The dolls are always poorly made. I heard people say that high-end dolls need good wood."

The black-clothed boy waited for him for a while, but he was not bothered, he just said: "You can't make a high-level doll just by having good wood."

"I know." Feng Zhu felt ashamed.

The boy in black said softly: "I don't have any cash on hand, but I have a piece of good wood at home, how about you go back with me?"

"How do I know if you're lying to me?"

The young man in black smiled, and suddenly drew his knife, sending it towards the old man.Feng Zhu made a move to stop him, and the young man in red immediately drew his sword and placed it around his neck.Passers-by were scared to back away.

"Want to hit my brother!"

"Don't touch my grandpa."

"No touching? You don't want to see who is helping you change the doll, why don't you hurry up and kowtow to thank you."

The boy in black gave him a look, and the boy in red put away his weapon.With just a few or two sentences, the old man's fingers are much more flexible.Feng Zhu was speechless, staring blankly at the boy in black putting away his knife.

"Follow me." The boy in black stretched out his hand.His hands are not as tender as his face, the rough palms are covered with countless small wounds.Feng Zhu was a little moved, but still didn't respond.

"Oh, that's all, you and I are determined. You wait for me, and I will bring wood to you tomorrow." The boy in black got up and left.

The young man in red caught up and said, "Why did you buy him, I don't think he's the type you like." Feng Zhu watched the two leave with some anticipation in his heart.

The next day, the black-clothed boy came alone, with a big log behind him, weighing more than a thousand catties, which was carried by two wooden armors.He saw a brocade-clothed merchant standing in front of Fengzhu, offering money to buy someone, so he trotted forward.

"Wait a minute, this person promised me yesterday."

The merchant asked, "Have you agreed?"

The boy in black pointed and reminded softly: "Wood wood."

"Agreed." Feng Zhu lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The merchant said angrily: "Stinky boy, you wrote five hundred gold in black and white, and now a piece of broken wood counts. If you do, I have one too. Come back with me, and I will show you."

"Master, I am Jinsinan." The boy in black stepped forward to speak, but was pushed to the ground.The merchant waved his hand and summoned two people to take Fengzhu away.

"Bow your head!" The boy in black shouted at Fengzhu.Before the words were finished, the wooden armors were seen holding up the giant tree and making a big circle.Feng Zhu lowered his head, and two people were knocked down by the giant tree.The black-clothed boy laughed, grabbed Feng Zhu's elbow and ran away.The merchant shouted, and many people came up.The two wooden armors rushed towards the people with the giant wood in a circle, knocking down a group of people in one breath.

"Grandpa!" Feng Zhu suddenly remembered and called back.

The boy in black said "I'm coming", flicked his sleeves, and a sheep jumped out.The sheep wooden armor ran farther and farther, and got bigger and bigger.

In a blink of an eye, the old man happily passed by the two of them on his sheep.

The black-clothed boy ran away triumphantly, and Feng Zhu chased him excitedly.It wasn't until he saw the word "Xiangfu" at the door of the boy's house that Feng Zhu knew that the boy in black was actually Xiang Yan.

When Feng Zhu first arrived at Xiang's house, it was like a dream. He was accompanied by various wooden dolls every day, and there was also a collection of advanced tools in the good wood illustration book.

But in the blink of an eye, after three months, Xiang Yan's promise has not been fulfilled.Every time Feng Zhu asked about it, Xiang Yan said, "Be ten men and ten women for me, each of which is different."

Feng Zhu was secretly annoyed, this Xiang Yan was just tricking him into being a long-term worker, ordering him around wantonly, preventing him from doing what he wanted to do.Finally, he made a hundred dolls for Xiang Yan, and felt it was time to speak.

"Young master, Feng Zhu has bid farewell."

"Why?" Xiang Yan was surprised.

"I am grateful to the young master for providing me with food and clothing, and I don't need to take care of the chores at home, but I also made a lot of wooden armor for the young master, but the young master has not kept his promise..."

"Come with me." Xiang Yan took Feng Zhu's hand and went to the storage room. "These are the fruits of your months. How do you feel differently?"

It was the first time Fengzhu revisited the hundred dolls, and said honestly: "Progress..."

"Compared to your grandfather's puppet?"

"Too much."

"I'm not being stingy and not giving it to you. It's just that you think your skills are worthy of that wood?" Feng Zhu shook his head, suddenly something was stuffed in his hand.

"This is the key to the warehouse. From now on, use the materials inside as you please, don't leave."

Xiang Yan left, leaving Feng Zhu alone.He found that the room was full of Xiang Yan's practice works, and his mere hundred puppets were nothing compared to them.It turned out that I was far inferior to this person even in diligence.