God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 192 Really Sharp

In fact, if you really want to ask what is the difference between hand-written calligraphy and high-precision printed reproductions, experts can't tell the reason, but they can tell the difference.

This is the charm of artworks. Every piece of artwork is unique. Whether those calligraphers, painters, or other types of artists, the direction of their efforts is to make their works have this A unique and inimitable spirituality.

It can be said that Xu Jingxing had unintentionally reached the realm that many sculptors dreamed of all their lives. Although it was just an accident, it was enough for him to be proud for a long time.

It's a pity that Xu Jingxing didn't realize the value of the statue of Guan Gong that he sculpted casually, he just felt that he was lucky and thought that this should be the direction he should work hard for.

It's just that he still has things to do now, and he really doesn't have time to study this for a while. It's 08:30 soon, and it's time to go to old man Zhu's house to continue working. The promised things can't be delayed, although Old man Zhu didn't care.

But before he left, he suddenly thought of something, and turned to An Xin: "An Xin, should I get paid again? Wait a minute, I'll transfer it to your card directly," he said, taking out his mobile phone and transferring 1 yuan To the card of the peace of mind.

An Xin was a little surprised when she received the transfer prompt, "Master, is it too much? This month, I have hardly done anything serious, and I have been learning what you taught me. Not only wasted so much wood, but several A carving knife."

"Hahaha, how can teaching apprentices count the cost on apprentices? Besides, you have been running around the hospital at home for a month, and you have been so frightened by me, so I will act as a master and calm you down." Xu Jingxing laughed and waved his hands, "Okay, I'm going to work, so you don't have to follow along. Do your homework well at home. I'll check when I come back at night."

"Yes, Master," An Xin nodded quickly, looking at Xu Jingxing driving away.

There was still a faint smell of ammonia in the car. Xu Jingxing opened the window and took a deep breath feeling the rush of fresh air, but his face was a little ugly, because he remembered what happened last night.

Although he has been telling himself not to be frightened by those things, to look forward, to think more about his sister, and to think about a better life in the future, but those things just happened, and it has not been more than 24 hours. relieved?

When he passed that intersection, he subconsciously slowed down and poked his head out to look outside, but he found nothing. The concrete road was clean without a speck of blood, and he didn't see any other messy things at all. A knife mark remained obliquely on the road like a scar, very eye-catching, it was his masterpiece, he remembered that knife, but he couldn't bear to recall it.

At this moment, seeing that knife mark, the scenes that happened yesterday reappeared in front of his eyes. It seemed that he was surrounded by those murderers again, and he was fighting endlessly wielding the blood-stained sword.

It wasn't until he was woken up by the horn of a passing car that he shook his head, expelled those things from his mind, and continued to drive towards Mr. Zhu's house.

On the way, he also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no abnormal pedestrians and villagers. At the same time, he admired Zhou Zhenshan even more. The scene was cleaned up very quickly, without even disturbing anyone other than the person involved.

If someone other than the person involved found out what happened there last night, the place would not be so quiet now, but would have been pulled into isolation by the police, and he, Xu Jingxing, had already been found by the police.This didn't happen, which means that Zhou Zhenshan's subordinates handled the matter perfectly.

Wanting to understand this, he felt relieved and at the same time a little annoyed. He really couldn't understand Zhou Zhenshan, let alone Zhou Zhenshan's details, but unknowingly walking on the same road with Zhou Zhenshan, this feeling was very uncomfortable, but He didn't know how to get rid of it, so he couldn't draw a line with Zhou Zhenshan now, could he?
Someone helped him, but he turned around and drew a clear line with others, so is he still a human being?
As soon as his car arrived at the door of old man Zhu's house, old man Zhu poked his head out. When he saw him, he immediately looked up and down, and then smiled with relief, "I knew you were fine. How about it? Is that guy easy to use?"

Xu Jingxing was stunned for a while, "You know?"

"How could I not know what happened right in front of our house?" Old man Zhu smiled, "Of course, I guessed it. I heard that there was someone blocking the road over there last night, so I guessed that it might be you. It's time, when I pass by, I see that guy named Zhou washing the floor there, so I know you're fine."

"Okay, you're smart," Xu Jingxing smiled wryly. He didn't want people who cared about him to know about it, but he didn't expect Old Man Zhu to guess it. The old man is also a bold person, even if he knows about it, it doesn't matter. He even thinks that the old man Zhu has a look of eagerness, as if he wanted to let go of his hands and feet and fight a battle.

The militant!
He secretly complained, then organized his words, and said in a low voice: "That knife...is really sharp!"

"Hey, can the blade I cut myself not be sharp? Hey, I can't guarantee it when cutting gold and iron, but killing pigs and dogs is like playing, one knife at a time," the old man Zhu said with a proud smile.

But the old man was right, killing pigs with a knife is really like playing, especially in Xu Jingxing's hands, a knife can directly split a live pig into two pieces, and it doesn't have a curling blade. got verified.

Old man Zhu said a few words, then glanced at the back of the car, "Why didn't your precious apprentice come?"

"Let her stay at home and do her homework. Anyway, she has nothing to do here, and she still eats your rice."

"What are you talking about, my family still lacks the rice she ate?" Old man Zhu stared, and then asked in a low voice, "Could it be that you were frightened?"

"No, she closed her eyes and hid it last night when she found something was wrong. She may have heard some noise, but it shouldn't have much impact."

"That's good. It's better for the little girls to stay away from fighting and killing." Old man Zhu nodded with satisfaction, "Come in, let's not pick rocks today, and practice legs and feet with me."

"what?"

"Ah what? Are you not happy?" Old man Zhu stared again.

(End of this chapter)