Chapter 253 Dragon Wood Carving

Life is like a bowl of clear water, with a faint and faint sweetness. Wang Lin has a feeling of spiritual cleansing for this life without killing.

At this moment, he forgot his identity as a practitioner and the killings over the past four hundred years. Instead, he truly integrated into the mortal world and experienced the bitterness and sweetness of mortals.

Every morning, Wang Lin would get up early, open the shop door, and then sit quietly in the shop, holding wooden sections carved with wood carvings. His shop was densely filled with countless carvings.

The neighbors of the shops around gradually knew that the shop had changed its owner, and they all had a good impression of Wang Lin, a young man who showed a hint of elegance in the quiet.

As time goes by, guests gradually appeared in Wang Lin's shop. Although these people could not see the aura of wood carvings, they could see the exquisiteness of the wood carvings. Over time, Wang Lin's shop was slightly famous in this area.

In a blink of an eye, a year passed, and in this year, the mysterious old man never appeared again. Although Wang Lin would think of this person from time to time, he gradually ignored it.

He was completely immersed in the wood carvings, looking for the long-lost pleasure.

In Wang Lin’s shop, the most popular are the wood carvings of monsters that are lifelike and flexible. Almost most of these monsters on them are unprecedented in mortals.

In fact, let alone them, even if there are cultivators here, there will definitely be few who can recognize them. After all, this place is too far away from the sea of ​​demon cultivation, and the world is so big that there are many kinds of monsters, so it is impossible for anyone to recognize them all.

At this time, Wang Lin was holding a wooden section in his hand. The wooden section was square. As Wang Lin carved with a knife, the prototype of a tortoise monster gradually outlined.

Looking at the wood carving in his hand, Wang Lin put down the carving knife and picked up the celadon wine pot next to him. When he was about to drink it, he found that there was no wine in the pot.

Usually at this time, Da Niu would come to see him make wood carvings. Every time he came, he would always hold a pot of fruit wine.

Sure enough, not long after, the big bull, who had grown taller, opened the shop door and walked in. The big bull was the boy. Although he was only twelve years old at this time, he was very tall.

My body is much stronger than a year ago.

After entering the shop, Daniu complained, came to Wang Lin and sat down, saying, "Uncle Wang, when you go to my house one day, tell me about my father. He always asked me to learn ironwork from him, so I don't want to learn it. If I learn it, I will also prepare to learn my uncle's wood carving skills." As he said that, he placed a pot of fruit wine in his hand next to Wang Lin, narrowed his eyes and stared at the unformed wood carving in Wang Lin's hand.

Wang Lin laughed and picked up the wine pot and took a big sip. This fruit wine tasted sweet and spicy. After drinking it, a hint of heat rose in his belly. Over the past year, it has become Wang Lin's daily necessities.

"Uncle Wang, what kind of animal are you carving now? Why do I look like a turtle?" Big Bull said in confusion as he looked at the wood carving.

Wang Lin touched the head of the big bull and smiled and said, "This is not a turtle, but a creature called bell and drum. Although it looks similar to a turtle, it is actually extremely powerful."

The big bull nodded without understanding. Over the past year, he has seen countless animals in Wanglin's shop, each of which he has never seen before.

Wang Lin carved a carving knife and carved it on the wood carving with a knife. This creature that looked like a turtle was actually a rare medium-grade spirit beast in the sea of ​​demon cultivation. When he got angry, he could not resist it.

However, for Wang Lin, many of these lower-level spirit beasts have been slaughtered, and their inner elixirs have swallowed a lot. As a result, he carved at this time that the appearance of this beast was completely formed in his heart, with each knife, without any pause.

Half an hour later, Wang Lin pointed it deeply with a carving knife in the eyes of this beast. Suddenly, the wood carving seemed to have lived, emitting bursts of fierce flames.

The beast looked up at the sky, with a hint of unwillingness and fear in his eyes. He opened his mouth wide, as if he was silent roaring, and a wave of air suddenly spread out from the wood carving in a state that was invisible to mortals.

However, the wave of air had just spread less than three inches, and then it returned to normal after Wang Lin's right hand.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and placed the wood carvings casually on the shelf. In this year, Wang Lin had already discovered that he had the most, that is, he could only make medium-grade spirit beasts. Wood carvings of high-grade spirit beasts could not be carved by any means.

Every time you carve a top-grade spirit beast, you will be unable to control the last few strokes, causing the carving to shatter.

Wang Lin knew that this was because of his cultivation. After all, the top-grade spirit beast was equivalent to the incarnation period of human cultivators.

The big bull's eyes showed a fascination. Over the past year, he had watched Wang Lin's carvings every day, and gradually, he was safely addicted to it.

Over the past year, he had also secretly tried to carve a carving knife, but he could not carve a satisfactory wood carving. At this time, he could not bear it anymore and interrogated him.

Wang Lin was silent for a little while, looked up at the boy in front of him and said, "Wood carvings require insights. If you want to learn, you can see me carving for sixty years. In sixty years, you can make them."

The big bull stretched out his tongue and said, "Sixty years... But I see Carpenter Zhou from Nancheng. He is only in his forties, but the wood carvings he made are also very good."

Wang Lin picked up the wine pot, took another sip, and said, "I am different from him."

The big bull's eyes showed a confused look, and he obviously couldn't understand the rhyme contained in it.

At this moment, suddenly there was a burst of noise outside. Daniu quickly got up and ran out. Not long after, he leaned in and said in surprise: "Uncle Wang, the eldest son of the Xu family store is back. He is following more than ten big cars and many people, which is so majestic."

As he said that, he ran out again.

Wang Lin didn't care, but picked up a piece of wooden section and recalled the scenes in the ancient gods' land. The huge wild beast that impressed him the most. After hesitating for a moment, Wang Lin carved it on the wooden section with a carving knife.

Time passed slowly. After more than an hour, the shop was pushed open. Big Niu ran in happily. Behind him, a young man with a strong body followed him into the room. The young man entered the room and looked at the wood carvings around him, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The big bull quickly walked to Wang Lin, winked and whispered: "Don't sell it so expensive!"

After saying that, he quickly turned around and said loudly, "Young Master Xu, this is the shop I mentioned. Look at these wood carvings, they are definitely not worse than those of Carpenter Zhou. How about it? Buy a few back."

Wang Lin smiled silently. This big guy obviously saw that there were not many customers in Wang Lin’s store this year, so when he met a rich customer, he would definitely come to Wang Lin’s store as soon as he met.

The young man surnamed Xu looked around and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Unlike Daniu, he was a man who had seen the world and now he has become one of the confidant followers of the Prince of Southern King. He could see at a glance that the quality of these wood carvings was better than that of the famous carvings in the capital.

Although Carpenter Zhou's wood carvings were lifelike, they were always missing something. He was silent a little and suddenly realized that the wood carvings made by Carpenter Zhou were one word different from what he saw now, that is life!

One is lifelike, the other is lifelike!

A word of difference is more than a thousand miles!

The young man surnamed Xu had a bright look and stepped forward to pick up a wood carving. The carving was the dragon carved by Wang Lin a year ago.

The dragon wrapped its body, raised its head to look at the sky, and every scale on its body was clearly visible. What shocked the young man surnamed Xu even more was that the moment he got the carving, he suddenly felt like this beast was alive. In a shock, he loosened his right hand and the wooden carving fell from his hand.

Daniu had long paid attention to the other person's expression. He knew very well that these wood carvings would have a magical feeling once they were held in their hands, so he often only looked at them and didn't touch them.

With a clang, the wood carving landed on the ground. Fortunately, this is a wooden product, and it will not be damaged if it is occasionally hit.

The young man surnamed Xu blushed and he hurriedly said, "Master Wang, what animal is depicted on this wood carving? Why do I look a bit like a snake?"

Before Wang Lin answered, the big bull thrust his chest and said, "This is a dragon! Do you know the dragon? That is a first-class immortal!"

"Jiaolong..." The young man surnamed Xu secretly remembered it and said, "How to sell this dragon wood carving?"

Wang Lin smiled casually and said, "Ten taels of gold."

When Daniu heard this, he sighed inwardly, thinking that this time it was over again. He has brought a lot of people to this store this year, but every time Wang Lin talks about the price, everyone shakes their heads and leaves.

But he never expected that the young man surnamed Xu just frowned, and immediately took out ten taels of gold from his arms and placed it on the table. Then he took off his coat, wrapped it on the wood carving, and hurriedly left.

The big bull looked at the ten taels of gold on the table, his eyes shining, and murmured to himself: "Incredible, a wooden carving can actually sell ten taels of gold. The iron tools made by my father can only sell one tael of gold in a month. That's a rare thing."

After talking to himself, he immediately made up his mind, wasn't it just sixty years? He accepted it and said that he would learn this craft. With this craft, he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

At this time, he didn't expect that he could make wood carvings in sixty years. Even if he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, it would be sixty years later...
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