ghost craftsman

Chapter 22 The Master's Story

The old master didn't blame me either, he glanced at me first, then waved to me, beckoning me to help him up.

Where did I dare to hesitate, I quickly helped the old man up, and asked him where the old man was going, and he said calmly, "Help the old man to the bedroom."

The bedroom the master said was quite simple, with only a bed, a stove and a dilapidated desk.But, then again, even though the old man is my master, I have never seen any ghost crafting tools in his house.

Many times, I have wondered whether the old man is a ghost craftsman.

Soon, I helped the master and the old man into the bedroom. He said that he was inconvenient and had to lie down on the bed. Disappointed, I prepared to wait for the old man to fall asleep before I left.

Just like that, the old man was lying on the bed, and I was standing by the bed. The old man’s eyes were staring at me all the time. I didn’t dare to ask him what he was looking at, so I just let him stare.

After touching it for about five or six minutes, the corners of the old master's eyes became a little moist, he sighed deeply, and murmured: "Yizhi, it's a pity that you left, I feel worthless for you, brother!"

At first, I thought I heard it wrong, but when I heard the second half of the sentence, I vaguely understood that the one-finger he was talking about should be the one-finger who gave my father an idea, so I asked the master, "You Does the old man know One Finger Craftsman?"

He glanced at me and didn't speak. He stared blankly at me for a long time before slowly moving his eyes away. Two lines of clear tears ooze out. The tears slipped across the old face of the master and rolled down on the bed. on the bottom edge.

I hurried over and raised my hand to wipe away the old man's tears.

How could I know that he didn't give me this chance and grabbed my right hand. Immediately afterwards, his whole body began to tremble slightly, and he tightly grasped my arm. His expression became extremely agitated, and he kept repeating two words, "one Finger, one finger."

Frankly speaking, I really don't understand what the old man's intentions are, and I don't know what the old man wants to do, but I dare not ask, so I can only let him hold my right hand all the time.

Master, the old man held my right hand and watched it for half an hour. His eyes were blurred with tears and he said slowly, "Do you know why the old man doesn't want to see you?"

I shook my head and said I don't know.

He sighed deeply, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "When I was learning art, the master took in a total of three disciples. How old is the old master? How old is he, he became the second junior brother, and the third junior brother is much younger than me and Yizhi, and he is also the latest to join the master's sect, but his talent is the highest among the three of us, and he has a vague tendency to surpass the master."

When I heard it, my heart was shocked, and I stared at the master in disbelief. Is Yizhi Jiang the old man's younger brother?

If this is the case, it is reasonable for the master to hate me, he quickly said: "Master, you don't want to see me, is it because the one-finger craftsman hanged himself?"

He took a deep look at me, neither nodded nor shook his head, but said another thing, he said: "The third junior brother of the old man is a rare carpenter genius. He learned carpenter's work from his master back then. , but because of his bad temper, he was kicked out by the master before he could leave the teacher. Thinking about it now, he should have made a lot of achievements in the carpenter."

It's okay if the master doesn't say this, but when I said this, I became a little anxious. I originally came to ask the master to go to Li Chengze's house to help me, but I didn't know that the master brought up his third junior brother with me. This is not a waste of time Well, you should know that Li Chengze is still waiting at the entrance of the village.

The master didn't seem to see my anxious face, and started to tell about his third junior brother, how his third junior brother excelled in carpentry, and how his third junior brother learned the content of the first half of "Que Yimen". Proficient, even if he meets his third junior brother, he can't compare to his third junior brother in terms of craftsmanship.

At the end, the old man gave me a meaningful look, and said in a low voice: "Third Junior Brother's hand carving should be hard to find in the whole of China. His control of the carving knife has reached the point of perfection. It can even incorporate the spells of "Lacking a Gate" into the carvings, making it difficult to detect."

After that, the master stopped talking and stopped at me, meaning to let me go.

But I understood what the master meant, he seemed to be hinting at me, but I was not sure, so I asked the old man, "Master, I also met a master carver at Li Chengze's house. I heard that the old man is also getting old. Could it be..."

"Get out!" I don't know why, the master suddenly said something fierce to me.

As soon as I heard it, I quickly knelt down and didn't dare to get up. Then I heard the master say something indifferent, "Go, don't come here if you have nothing to do. Looking at you will remind me of many things I don't want to think about." thing."

I groaned, didn't dare to speak anymore, and walked towards the door.

When I reached the door, I stopped, turned my head to look at the master, and said, "Master, I know that you have a good relationship with Yizhijiang, but I am really powerless to stop him from committing suicide by hanging himself. I have the ability to stop it, because there was no me at that time. However, my life was given by his old man. I will uphold his legacy and walk on the road of ghost craftsman. Even if there is a south wall in front, I will still hit Break it and rush over."

After saying this, I stepped over the threshold and walked outside, and I could vaguely hear the voice of the old man crying bitterly.

Listening to the master's cry, I felt very bitter. To make an old man who is nearly ninety years old cry bitterly, the emotion in it is not enough for outsiders to understand.However, what the master said reminded me that it was a matter of Li Chengze's family.

If I guessed right, the old man first made a comparison with the noodles, and asked me to look at the wood carvings with my heart, and then the last sentence of the old man, the master, his third junior brother has already been able to integrate the magic of "Que Yimen" into the carvings.

To be honest, I really don't understand why the old man didn't tell me directly, he had to beat around the bush.After thinking about it carefully, I was relieved, the old man probably blamed me for the death of One Finger.

I don't blame him. On the contrary, I am very grateful to him. It is he who allows me to continue to go to school. It is he who allows me to learn the craft of ghost craftsman. hope.

It is not unreasonable to be a teacher for a day and a father for life.

As a famous person said, if a person is alive and doesn't know how to be grateful, how is he different from a beast?

After I came out of the master's house, I staggered to the entrance of the village. Li Chengze asked me with a surprised face why he didn't invite the master. I said that the master was old and it was inconvenient.

Li Chengze didn't seem to believe it, so he ran towards the master's house alone, and within 3 minutes, Li Chengze came back with five bright red fingerprints on his face, I asked him what was wrong, he hesitated for a while, and said nothing.

Seeing this, I didn't point it out, so I told him that I could go to his house.

On the way, I was so nervous that if it was true what the master said, the master who carved the woodwork was his third junior brother. I would have the ability to break his spell, but since the master let me go, there is naturally a reason for it. I don't believe that the old man, the master, would just watch me take risks.

Back at Li Chengze's house, it was nearly eleven o'clock. As soon as I entered the door, I heard the sound of rubbing mahjong.

(End of this chapter)