"What did you ask just now?"
"What is the name of our young master of the Demon Hunter Guard? How old is he? What does he look like? Is he tall or short?"
The woman was afraid that she might not hear clearly, so she quickly introduced her in detail.
"Why do you ask this?"
The female monk suddenly became vigilant and asked so clearly, why is it like a matchmaker? Could it be that our young master is handsome and wants to introduce his daughter to him as his wife?
"Oh, it's like this. We made an oath before. If anyone helps us drive away the alien scales and saves the lives of our whole village, we will enshrine his statue.
To carve a statue, you need to know his appearance and stature before you can carve it. "
Liuzi quickly stood up and explained.
"Oh, I see!"
The female monk suddenly realized that she was carving a statue for the young master, so she must find out what the young master looked like.
The female monk closed her eyes and thought about it. Ye Congwen's appearance appeared in her mind. When she thought of that perfect face and tall figure that made thousands of girls become obsessed with each other.
The female monk couldn't help but shook her head and said:
"I'm afraid this won't work. Our young master is the most beautiful man in the human race. Ordinary stonemasons may not be able to carve out his charm."
As soon as these words came out, the stonemason in the fishing village suddenly quit his job. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the industry, and I am not as good as you in killing exotic scales. But when it comes to the ancestral craftsmanship of carving statues, then I must not give in.
Seeing everyone looking at him from the corner of their eyes, the middle-aged man stood up and retorted dissatisfiedly:
"I even dug out the old Dragon King, but I still can't dig out him alone? No matter how handsome your young master is, can he be more complicated than the old Dragon King?"
"Fairy, Stonemason Tan's craftsmanship has been passed down for ten generations. He has personally chiseled out the statues of the Dragon King from all over the country. The real dragons are all very vivid. Isn't it easy to chisel out a human statue?"
"Even if the chiseling doesn't look right, isn't there a fairy on the side to give you guidance? If you stare at him for twelve and a half months, he can still chisel wrong?"
Everyone started to persuade, if they could use the statue to keep the fairy in Shiba, wouldn't everyone be able to fish for ten Australians?
Taking a step back, with the fairy's magic, Shiba couldn't kill all the strange scales around here?
In this way, wouldn’t all fishermen be able to fish in the river in the future?
When they thought of all the benefits, they all winked at Stonemason Tan and asked him to find a way to keep the fairy.
Tan Shijiang knew that this was related to the livelihood of the entire fishing village. How could he not work hard? He immediately took the female monk home to see his ancestral craftsmanship.
The female monk followed the mason to his home and found that there were exquisite stone carvings everywhere, which were lifelike and vivid. She immediately gained confidence in this dark mason.
The female monk came to his house and asked his mother-in-law to clean the table. Then she took out a scroll from Chu Yu and unfolded it carefully.
Seeing how she regarded it as a treasure, the couple thought it was some rare and unique treasure, so they deliberately lit the remaining oil lamp and hung it on the beam.
Taking a closer look, she was disappointed. The woman muttered:
"There are a lot of such dark, muscular men in our village!"
"What do you, a woman, know? The young master's appearance is incredible——"
Tan Shijiang glared and yelled angrily.
"Master Tan, what's wrong with our young master's appearance? Is there any way to do it?"
The female monks disdain women's views. The old-fashioned aesthetics of these people are still stuck in the stage of fair skin, beauty and cream in ancient times. It’s not their fault. How can we keep up with the trend when we live in this mountain nest?
After all, six years ago, I also liked fair-skinned and beautiful butternut.
"The sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the face is like a knife, the body is like an axe, and the earth is created, all in one piece. This is the living image of the Nine-Five Master!"
The mason's eyes shone brightly as he stared at the portrait in the scroll and said excitedly. Without saying a word, he pulled his wife and children to kneel down.
"Master Tan, what do you mean? Can you speak more clearly?"
As soon as the female monk heard that the stonemason Ye Congwen was the statue of the Nine-Five-Year-Old Son, her heart was filled with joy.
What does the Demon Hunter do? That was a well-known rebel, and Ye Congwen was the leader of the rebels. If he had a portrait, wouldn't it mean that the Demon Hunters' rebellion was destined to succeed?
He immediately asked.
"We stonemason carving statues focus on knife skills. The less places we need to use the knife, the more similar the person is!
You also know that the appearance is all brought out of the mother's womb. It is the creation of the earth. The so-called simplicity is the best. The less knife skills I use when carving, the more like he is.
To be honest, I am an old stonemason who has been engaged in carving for decades. Our ancestors have been eating this bowl of rice for hundreds of years, but there has never been anyone as complete as your young master!
Fairy, don’t worry, I will definitely be able to carve the young master’s statue in less than ten and a half months. "
Tan Shijiang promised emphatically.
"Twelve and a half months? Does it take so long? I may not be able to stay with you for that long - by the way, aren't you perfect in the way of simplicity?
My young master is so good-looking - so perfectly formed, shouldn't it take just three or two axes to cut him out? Why does it take eleven and a half months? "
The female monk was in a bit of trouble. She was still busy going to the Datong River to collect heads of different scales. How could she waste her time here?
"Well, carving a statue is very fast, but it takes a lot of time to cut out the stone and transport the stone for the statue back to my home. It takes a lot of time to transport such a heavy stone over the mountains and ridges.
The people in our village have been trapped by the alien scales for two years, and every one of them has been starved to the skin and bones. If we want to carry the big stone back, we can't do it without seven or eight. "
Stonemason Tan looked troubled. Since it was a statue of the Nine-Fifth Son, it was natural to make a nine-nine-eight-foot-one gold statue. The stone weighed at least several thousand kilograms! It wouldn't be possible to carry it without dozens of young adults.
Who would have thought that the female monk was so eager to achieve military exploits that she would not spend all her time on this? He frowned and asked:
"How big of a stone do you want? How tall are you going to carve a statue?"
"For the statue of the Nine-Fifth Son, it is natural to carve the tallest statue of nine-nine-eight feet, with the head and tail cut off, and at least a high-quality stone one foot high and five feet wide."
"Such a stone? I can lift it back for you with one hand. Where is the stone? Take me there quickly!"
The female monk said disapprovingly and urged the mason to quickly go to the stone mountain to lift the stones, as she was in a hurry.
Tan Shijiang originally wanted to delay for a while and deliberately exaggerated. Who would have thought that he had forgotten that the female monk was a goddess who could fly to the earth!
Now that the words have been spoken, is there any possibility of changing them? I can only bite the bullet and ask the nun to collect stones.
While smiling:
"The land here is barren. There is nothing but rocky mountains, and the stones are all of the best quality. But to crack the rocks, we need to use iron ropes and wood—"
"Can the stones from this rocky mountain opposite your house be used?"
The female monk interrupted the mason rudely and pointed to the stone mountain road opposite.
"Of course that's good! Such a steep and smooth stone wall is made of carved stone, but it's too high. If it falls down and falls into the water, you won't be able to fish it out!"
"A completely carved stone? Then choose it. You wait at home while I go get it."
The female monk was furious. Before she finished her words, she flew over. She stretched out a shining golden claw and scratched the cliff a few times. A stone slab one foot long and five feet wide fell down.
Just when Stonemason Tan thought it was going to fall into the water, another golden claw suddenly grabbed the stone and flew towards him.
Tan Shijiang was stunned by the female monk's methods. Before he could react, a huge stone was placed in front of him.
"I'm in a hurry, so you'll be put to bed tonight. If we can carve out the statue of our young master before dawn, I'll give you the flesh and blood of these four heads!"
The female monk knew that the stonemason's main job was fishing. If he kept thinking about the few fish caught in the river, he might not be able to carve stone statues with all his heart.
When I think of my Yiqi Qiankun bag, there are still four...
The corpse with disfigured head and scales was immediately taken out and presented to him.
The alien scales are huge, weighing at least several thousand, and the meat is firm and comparable to yellow beef. It is most suitable for making air-dried meat.
Four heads of different scales were peeled and cut into strips of meat, weighing at least tens of thousands of kilograms!
When the family of four saw so much meat in the yard, they quickly urged the mason to agree.
Tens of thousands of kilograms of meat is enough for me to fish for a year!
Without saying a word, Stonemason Tan picked up his tools and started banging.
The female monk stood aside and used luminous pearls to illuminate it. The two of them worked hard all night, and finally finished the eight-foot golden statue of the young master of the Demon Hunting Guard at dawn.
The female monk originally wanted to use a few gold bars to cover the statue with gold edges, but when she thought that it would be easily targeted by thieves and was far less safe and durable than the stone statue, she had no choice but to give up.
Seeing that Ye Congwen's statue was completed, and under her own guidance, the masons carved him lifelike, the female monk asked loudly:
"My young master's portrait is carved, where are you going to place him?"
The villagers in the entire fishing village were busy killing and marinating fish, and they did not sleep all night. However, when they thought that they had received several months of rations, they all said excitedly:
"Place him in the Dragon King Temple!"
"Place it in the Dragon King Temple?"
The female monk looked up and saw an old-fashioned stone brick temple on the top of the highest mountain nearby. From a distance, she could see a long real dragon statue inside.
The female monk pointed at the stone dragon and asked:
"What about the real dragon?"
"What should we do? It can't even control its own men, so why should we ask it to do anything? Throw it into the river, and from now on we will worship the young master of the Demon Hunting Guard instead!"
The woman rushed to say, this is the vow she made yesterday. Now that her wish has come true, she must fulfill her promise. Otherwise, how can she make wishes in the future?
He shouted at the villagers, and countless people agreed.
"That's true. You can't even control your own men well. You let them go out to cause trouble, and almost starved everyone to death. Due to emotions and reasons, there is no need for you to worship.
Maybe the more you worship and the more diligent you are, the more it will bless its strange-scale minions to be born more and more, and even take root and settle down at the foot of your fishing village! "
As soon as the female monk's words came out, the fishermen were immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. They all cursed themselves for being stupid. Isn't this just aiding the evil and asking for a beating?
Everyone yelled and ran to the top of the mountain. Dozens of people worked together to lift the Dragon King statue out and push it towards the cliff. With a bang, the real dragon stone statue fell into the water.
The female monk carried the statue of the young master of the Demon Hunting Guard, flew to the mountain temple, placed the statue, and led hundreds of villagers to kneel down.
After everyone knelt and kowtowed three times and nine times, they were about to stand up when suddenly a series of explosions came from the lake in the distance, like thunderbolts from the blue.
Just when everyone was puzzled, several sonorous and powerful voices shouted at the same time:
"Young Master of the Demon Hunting Guard has an order. Anyone whose head is exposed above the water and disturbs the people will be killed without mercy!"
"It's broken! Here comes the one who takes the credit!"
The female monk sighed and flew forward without saying a word. She wanted to save a few more scaly heads before others!
The female monk watched as she walked. When she saw that only one of these people was wearing the clothes of a demon hunter, the other four were all wearing the clothes of the same sect.
The female monk's mind was roaring, and she suddenly realized the reason, and asked the five people:
"Which brigade captain actually hired foreign aid? Isn't this disrespectful of martial ethics?"
The demon-hunting guard in the distance pocketed a head with strange scales. He glanced at the female monk and realized it was one of his own. He grinned innocently and said:
"Fellow Taoist, I have misunderstood. I, my four fellow disciples, are going to visit relatives on the Datong River. They are all righteous people. When we see injustice on the road, we just draw our swords to help.
Where is the fairy going? How about we get some company? "
