Elsewhere

Uncle Dong took Ji Sheng into an old house and turned on the fluorescent lamp.

Seeing the lights in the room turned on and the countless tools placed on the shelves on the four walls, Ji Sheng couldn't help but gasp.

This old gentleman must have spent most of his life on this art of making utensils, and he must be as serious and respectable as Master Qian.

"This is all the old household items that I have used all my life, and I have carefully preserved them." Uncle Dong glanced at the surrounding wooden frames with nostalgia, and then walked over to pick up a piece of bamboo board on the workbench.

"Originally in our line of work, the most important thing is to study hard and practice hard. You must practice for a long time before you can be regarded as an apprentice. But you are not an ordinary person, and you are not required to follow the old methods. Otherwise, you will learn everything, and it will be too late."

Uncle Dong took a small knife and set it on a bamboo board to show Ji Sheng.

"I don't use other examples. Today I will make the little thing on the Sanxian, the piano bridge, to test you."

As Uncle Dong said, he quickly scraped the old skin on the bamboo.

"There are many materials to choose from for piano bridges. Expensive ones such as ivory and jade are all acceptable. But I think they are not as good as this bamboo. Because it is light in weight, strong and tough, and has the best conductivity. But choose this Bamboo is also very particular, it must be the lower part of moso bamboo that is more than three years old, and it must be split into slices and dried for a year, and I have prepared it in advance."

After scraping off the old skin, Uncle Dong lit another alcohol lamp to bake the bamboo board in his hand...

Ji Sheng watched Uncle Dong's movements, and his every move was deeply imprinted in his mind.Until everything was done, Uncle Dong opened three string grooves on the piano bridge, placed this small bamboo product, and placed it on the table.

"Can you see what the doorway is?"

Ji Sheng answered with a nod.

"understood."

Originally, he was a craftsman, even if there is no aura for him to use the crafts of crafting, but using the vicious eyes brought to him by Qingshitongjing and the secrets of crafting treasure scroll, there is nothing missing , it can be said to be overkill on mortal objects, and the key points of production can be grasped in an instant.

"What do you think."

Uncle Dong asked with great interest.

"Uncle Dong Dong, you've already talked about it, so I'll talk about it later." Ji Sheng pointed to the piano bridge on the table, and said what he saw just now. "After choosing a good material, in order to prevent future deformation, it must be baked before processing, and the material must be flat and straight."

If he has aura in this process, he can complete it with the refined chapter of Qiaogong Baojuan, without the need for Uncle Dong to be so careful and troublesome.

It's a pity that he can only use mortal methods now.

With a sigh in his heart, Ji Sheng continued.

"I just saw that you scraped the two pieces of bamboo that you cut off and pasted them together. It must be because the thinner the string of the Sanxian, the better the sound quality. The bamboo skin is tough and the most elastic, so just take this part It is light and strong. Finally, I saw that you finished opening the string slots, put the saddle in front of your eyes, and looked at the light. It should be these three slots, which need to be aligned horizontally.”

Pop, pop.

After listening to Uncle Dong, he clapped his palms vigorously a few times.

"Okay...Okay, you are a young man with a limitless future. It is my good fortune to meet you in this life and teach you these things..."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Ji Sheng."

"You can learn from me in the future, and I will definitely hand over all my abilities to you!" Uncle Dong patted Ji Sheng's shoulder without any scruples. "Even if I don't know how to do it, if you put up with this old face and ask others to teach you, you will definitely be good at everything!"

"How can I be treated so favorably by you?" Ji Sheng asked in disbelief.

"I think entrusting these things to you is the best destination for this craft. You will definitely make these old traditions flourish and last forever." Uncle Dong said earnestly.

I learned something else at Uncle Dong's house, and seeing that it was getting late, Ji Sheng said goodbye and went back to his hotel.

When the two little girls saw him coming back, their eyes lit up, and they forgot Ji Sheng's cold face before, so they couldn't help but say a few words of concern.

"Where did you go? There are few people at night, and the lakeside is still very dangerous. Mr. Ji, you are not in good health and shouldn't stay for so long. We almost called the police."

"I didn't go to the lake. I just went to see things at Uncle Dong's house. I'll be there in the future. Don't worry." Hearing that the other party was so worried about him and almost called the police, Ji Sheng felt bothered and funny at the same time. It can only be explained in detail.

"Uncle Dong?" The two little girls asked in surprise. "But Uncle Dong who always sings Pingtan under the tree?"

"Ah."

"He is a big shot in our village. Many reporters wanted to interview him, but he avoided seeing him. Mr. Ji, you are really popular, and everyone likes you everywhere you go."

"Oh? Can you tell me about Uncle Dong's deeds?" Ji Sheng was quite curious about this.After an afternoon, Uncle Dong told him all the past of his youth as stories, but he also felt that this person was extraordinary at the time.

"Hehe, Uncle Dong improved many musical instruments when he was young. Many musical instruments made by him in his own way are very easy to use, and this method is commonly used throughout the country. He even put his name on the front of the musical instrument, Wu Dongquan, To show that it is different from other things. There is still a plaque in his home that is issued to him by the country as an intangible cultural heritage, but Uncle Dong has always hidden it.”

Sure enough, he is a great person, and he is really lucky this time.

Ji Sheng was so happy that he almost couldn't wait to go to Uncle Dong's house again.

There were still three months left before the jellyfish agreed time, Ji Sheng couldn't think of a way and didn't want to waste time, so he went to learn crafts with Uncle Dong every day.

With his talent, he doesn't play the bridge, but after four or five days, he can do the whole sanxian.Two months later, Uncle Dong learned all the making methods of more than [-] kinds of musical instruments such as flute, pipa, erhu, and Xiao.Moreover, Uncle Dong was afraid that he would forget what he had done, so he often asked him about various key points, and he answered them fluently, just like a master who has been immersed in this way for many years.

So far, Uncle Dong was very satisfied with him, but he had nothing to teach him, so he did as he promised, and brought in other old masters who had good friends with him in the village, and first asked them to listen to their commentary. , and then recommend the talent of the season maker.

In this way, other people also understand that this young man is a genius, and seeing his disabled legs, they are pitiful, and they speculate that even if they are taught, such a physical condition will not be able to compete with them for a job, so they don't hesitate to teach them.

So after three months, Ji Sheng knew almost all the methods of making musical instruments handed down in this world.

At this time, he discusses and studies skills with the master masters every day, or plays a piece of Pingtan with Uncle Dong, and he lives very well.But every night, he took Xiaoni to practice on the edge of Taihu Lake, and when he saw the waves in Taihu Lake, he would always think of the promise made by the jellyfish at the bottom of the lake, and he would inevitably miss the hope that his injury might be possible.

I saw the day when the jellyfish said that Zhang's disciples came to fetch the bucket of rain.Although Ji Sheng hadn't thought of how to sneak into Qingqiu Mountain, he was determined to distinguish the truth from the truth of the jellyfish's imprisonment, but he never forgot.So he made friends with Ah Zishang, set up a formation next to the demon refining pot one night in advance, and hid in it, waiting for Zhang's disciples to come.

At the bottom of the dark lake at this time, Ah Zi and Xiao Ni have been wandering around the whole village with Ji Sheng in the past few months, eating countless delicacies from various restaurants, and occasionally Ji Sheng still sings Pingtan with interest.The clear and gentle voice imitated Wu Nong's soft tune, which made the two of them feel addicted to listening. They liked the excitement of the secular world, and they were a little unaccustomed to this deserted place of cultivation.

"No one has come for so long, let's not wait, the jellyfish must be a liar, deliberately tricking you to save her out!"

Ah Zi was so focused on holding the line that she couldn't speak, so Xiao Ni muttered beside Ji Sheng.

"Shhh, wait obediently. Tomorrow I will ask Aunt Wu for some fresh sesame cakes for you."

Ji Sheng patted his head.

Thinking of the crispy snacks, Xiao Ni swallowed a mouthful of saliva immediately, and stopped urging.

The three of them just looked at the dark lake bottom quietly, until a halo slowly appeared in the distance.

When Ji Sheng saw it, his whole body trembled, his whole body tensed up, he clenched his fists, and watched without blinking his eyes.

Xiao Ni also felt a little scary, leaning on Ji Sheng, watching timidly.

The halo was getting closer and closer, and soon it was clear that it was the figures of three people, slowly approaching here.

When the distance was close enough, Ji Sheng saw clearly the appearance of one of the three men and one woman, as if he had been hit by a blow.

How is he?

I saw four people who came, one of them was a man in his 50s and [-]s, and he was wearing an ordinary sweater. The long skirt, the palm-sized face, and the eyes are dotted with stars, I don't know what kind of light is shining, very beautiful.But Ji Sheng didn't know each other.

As for the other two men in Tang suits, Ji Sheng felt that something was wrong.Just because one of the men, with clear features and straight eyes, was wearing a black Tang suit that was the same color as the lake water. Isn't he just Ji Xiu from the Eight Diagrams Sect?The other person must also be a disciple of the Bagua Sect, his follower.

"Isn't this your relative?" Xiao Ni leaned against Ji Sheng and whispered.

Since they are relatives, isn't it easy to talk, just persuade them to let the jellyfish go?

The person who framed him last time was Ji Gen. He was very confused at that time, and he never thought whether Ji Xiu also knew the truth this time.

It seemed that the god had really listened to his persuasion, except for Ji Gen, he didn't kill a single person.

I don't know if this cousin, who has always looked unkind to him, will admit his father's mistakes, and will he blame him?

However, no matter the reason, there is no doubt that his companion killed the cousin's father, and it is better for the two of them not to see each other.

"Shh, I don't want to see him, let's see what they do." Ji Sheng pressed Xiao Ni lightly.

The four of them swam to the Demon Locking Pot, and the oldest man checked the surroundings first, and then he bowed his hands to the woman.

"Miss, there is nothing unusual here, let's go in."

"Hey, I thought there would be something interesting this time, but it turns out that Taihu Lake is still like stagnant water, without any twists and turns. How can I use the demon-capturing silk that Senior Brother Xiu gave me!"

"It's so easy to meet ghosts now." The middle-aged man replied helplessly. "If Miss really wants to try it, I'll find a way to catch some for you to play with when I get back to the sect."

Ji Xiu was also speaking for the middle-aged man at this time.

"Yun'er, I'm here to help the sect this time, so hurry up and collect Ganlin first. I'll help you with whatever you want to play in the future." Xiaoni heard these people say that she wanted to catch ghosts and play, and she thought to herself He was even more scared, and almost shrank behind Ji Sheng.