ghost craftsman

Chapter 144

Seeing this situation, I exchanged glances with Mr. Wu, even Mr. Wu's face changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Is it possible that this Qishahuai can understand people's words?"

As soon as the words fell, the Qisha Huai tree shook a few times again.

The strange thing is, I can clearly feel that there is no wind at all, not even a breeze, but the Qishahuai tree seems to be swaying in the strong wind.

My heart skipped a beat. When my brother taught me how to cut trees, he once said that trees that are more than a hundred years old should not be cut down. Don’t even say the word cut, because it will cause trouble.

This frightened me, and I hurriedly prepared to bow to Qishahuai.

At this moment, the Qishahuahuacai stopped suddenly, perhaps because of the swaying just now, the leaves rustled and fell to the ground one by one. I don't know if it was a coincidence or what happened, but those fallen leaves were on the ground. The ground became a symbol.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but when I looked closely, I just felt a cold air rushing from the soles of my feet to my forehead, and all the goosebumps all over my body came out at this moment.

Where is this symbol, it is clearly a dead word.

Against the background of the dark red liquid, the word "death" is particularly dazzling, like a pair of eyes of death, staring straight at me, making me feel hairy.

Seeing this word, Mr. Wu's face almost sank, and he said sharply, "Damn it, I've lived for more than sixty years, and I haven't encountered anything before, and I'm still scared by this tree."

While talking, Mr. Wu held the hatchet, first messed up the dead word on the ground, and then walked towards Qishahuai.

"Mr. Wu, don't..." I was about to stop it, but I found that Mr. Wu had already appeared beside the Qisha locust tree. He raised the hatchet in his hand and chopped it down on the pole of the Qisha locust tree.

With a hatchet down, the Qishahuahua tree shook violently a few times, but the bark was not damaged, it can even be said that the bark didn't even fall off.

One cut failed, so Mr. Wu raised the hatchet and slashed down again.

Same as before, no difference.

Mr. Wu was probably out of breath, he held the hatchet in his right hand, spat in his hand, rubbed his hands again, raised the hatchet again and chopped it down.

This time, he chopped seven or eight knives, but the Qishahuai seemed to be invulnerable, still standing there firmly.

When I took a closer look, I found that the Qishahuai tree was not only standing there firmly, even the bark was not dented.

This made me frown. Judging by this posture, the Qishahuai tree really cannot be cut down. If it is cut down by force, it is estimated that something will happen.

As the senior brother said, everything in the world has a spirit, and life depends on each other. Once such a tree with spiritual energy is cut down, it will inevitably be injured.

Just as I was dazed for a while, a whistle sounded suddenly in the air. If I guessed correctly, then Du Sanniang should have installed an alarm system near here.

Mr. Wu should have heard the sound of the whistle, frowned, and didn't care too much, raised the hatchet again and chopped down at Qishahuai.

"Mr. Wu, come back quickly, someone is coming." I was anxious, and ran towards Mr. Wu.

In less than a moment, a group of middle-aged people in security clothes rushed over from all around. After counting them, it was estimated that there were about [-] people. They all held a watermelon knife and slowly surrounded us.

To my surprise, Mr. Wu raised the hatchet in his hand and slashed at them again, as if he didn't see those people.

"Mr. Wu, someone is here." I said.

"What are you afraid of? Don't they dare to do anything to the old man." Wu Laobai gave me a look.

Well, although I don't know what this old Wu is doing, but what he said to the security guard during the day, the security guard immediately became respectful, presumably this old Wu has a dreadful identity.

Thinking of this, I barely calmed down, looked at the group of security guards, and found that the group of security guards were staring at us, and when they saw that the person who felled the tree was Mr. Wu, they subconsciously took a few steps back, just moving We surrounded ourselves without speaking.

As soon as I saw this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mr. Wu: "Mr. Wu, it's useless. This kind of Qishahuai tree can't be cut with just a hatchet."

He didn't seem to hear what I said, and he still chopped down the Qishahuai tree.

In this way, Mr. Wu kept chopping Qishahuai, while I kept persuading him from the side.

After about 7 minutes, the security guards suddenly gave way to a passage. Immediately afterwards, they saw Du Sanniang leading three 23-year-old girls walking over. Without exception, the three girls following her , all of them are beautiful and beautiful, and they wear light makeup.

"Hehe!" Du Sanniang walked to a position three meters away from us, stopped, and joked: "Mr. Wu, you are cutting down trees!"

Mr. Wu ignored her, just like before, he kept chopping Qisha Huaihuai.

Then Du Sanniang's smile became stronger, "Mr. Wu, over the years, you have cut down a total of nineteen times, including this time, exactly twenty times. Every time I see you cut down a pagoda tree in a fit of anger, I feel so sad." will be very good."

Hearing this, I felt very strange. After a long time of fidgeting, it was not the first time that Mr. Wu had cut down a tree. No wonder Du Sanniang had such an attitude after he came.

Mr. Wu still ignored her and kept chopping Qisha Huaihuai.

Guessing that Du Sanniang was in the mood, she asked someone to bring a Taishi chair over, and set up a tea table beside it, and then heated a pot of Xinyang Maojian, and tasted it slowly.

If you say that Du Sanniang is also a talent, you can forget about drinking tea, and let those security guards cheer for Mr. Wu!

All of a sudden, the sound of cheering from the security guards, like thunder, echoed in the entire midair, continuously.

Maybe the security guard cheered too loudly. It was the middle of the night, so many people gathered around. In the end, there were more and more people watching. They were all beautiful girls. In less than 10 minutes, I was stunned. It is the water that surrounds the entire locust tree, and there are a few ironic sounds from time to time.

"Oh, this old man is here again."

"Yeah, the last time seemed to be three months ago!"

"It was indeed three months ago. There was a lot of commotion at that time. At that time, it took a whole night to chop, and the bark was not even cut!"

"As soon as you said this, I immediately wanted to laugh."

……….

For a while, all kinds of sarcasm were heard, but Mr. Wu seemed to have not heard the sarcasm at all, and was still concentrating on cutting down the Qishahuai tree.

"Mr. Wu, why don't you... just forget it!" I pulled Mr. Wu.

He opened my arm without saying a word, and slashed at Qishahuai again.

I saw with sharp eyes the slight sweat dripping from his forehead, probably because he was exhausted.

"Old Wu, how long are you going to make people laugh at you!"

Suddenly, an angry voice came over.

I turned my head and saw that it was Mrs. Wu's younger sister, Mrs. Wu, who limped towards us with a cane.

(End of this chapter)