Chapter 22 The extraordinary craftsman is nowhere to be found. The cave hangs above the black stone.

Style: Fantasy Author: white scalesWords: 3202Update Time: 24/01/18 04:31:27
The teacup ghost had been a guest at the table of successive registrars since he had not yet developed spirituality, so when he later became spiritually intelligent, it was a matter of course that he took up this official position.

The names that passed through his hands could no longer be measured in numbers, so the showman's question was a difficult one as soon as he asked it.

"What's wrong, Teacup Ghost? Is there any inconvenience?" Seeing the ugly look on Teacup Ghost's face, Wu Fan couldn't help but ask.

Teacup Ghost held his elbow and pinched his chin. After a long silence, he finally sighed: "Boy Wufan, it's not that Teacup Ghost doesn't want to help. It's really that I can't help..."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth widely and piled up a pile of hills in front of him: "There are countless new ghosts registered with me every time, and with the long-term accumulation, it has reached an infinite number! In addition to Except for some people with special status, I won't even look at the name on the black and white paper, let alone the identity! So it is extremely difficult for you to find the craftsman in this register..."

"But brother, don't we know some craftsmen..." When the broom ghost heard this, he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Wu Fan frowned when he heard this and thought to himself: Is this teacup ghost trying to deceive something?

The teacup ghost didn't blame the broom ghost for talking too much. He just nodded lightly: "The broom ghost is right! Because of some business dealings, I do have contacts with many craftsmen, but the craftsmen you are looking for are different. Those ordinary people are not enough. grid."

After hearing this, Wu Fan felt that he was being careless, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Teacup Ghost knows why you are here. It is actually not difficult to repair this thing. There are craftsmen I know who can do this! But it is easy to push the boat along, but it is difficult to add icing on the cake! This thing will only look as good as before after passing through their hands. , but the original damage will still remain, which is not a long-term solution! So I just rejected it completely, just because I don’t want you to take a chance and seek medical treatment in a hurry, so as not to harm you, please forgive me!"

When the broom ghost heard this, he realized that he had not thought carefully, and he blushed for a while and stepped aside.

"Thanks for the reminder from the Teacup Ghost." Wu Fan was frightened for a while after hearing this, and broke out in cold sweat. If he hadn't listened to the reminder, he might have made a big mistake. Once the evil spirit leaked out, he would only end up harming others and himself.

"This friend, the craftsman I am talking about is definitely not an ordinary person! It's a pity that I don't know much about this person. I only know that the world calls him a master craftsman. Have you ever seen him?" Wu Fan was respectful and did not interrupt. It was not until the latter fell silent that he asked.

"Eh? You actually know about the divine craftsman? It seems... you are well prepared!" The teacup ghost was surprised when he heard this, but showed no other emotions. "I have indeed heard a little bit about this divine craftsman. But it’s only heard by ears! Although there were rumors that he had died and came here, no one had ever seen it with his own eyes.”

"Yes...it is said that this divine craftsman has used magic weapons to forge his own body, which is immortal and immortal. He has long transcended reincarnation, so how can he be imprisoned in the underworld?" The play ghost's voice suddenly lost, "It seems...everything is nothing. It’s just my wishful thinking! Winter has come and I have no hope of seeing the New Year! What a tragedy!”

Before doing this, Lao Xian would have ridiculed the showman after hearing his sarcastic remarks, but at this time, he seemed to be mute.

"Ahem... You ghost, don't be too pessimistic. Since the Green Ghost King asked you to follow Wu Fan, she must have her plans! So maybe your situation can be solved today?" Teacup Ghost hurriedly consoled you. .

"I'd like to lend you some good words." Hearing the Teacup Ghost's comfort, the Playful Ghost felt much better and said calmly.

The speaker has no intention of listening, but Wu Fan suddenly realizes after hearing the words: "Teacup Ghost...it turns out that you already knew the instructions of the Green Ghost King!"

Teacup Ghost later realized that he had let something slip, and he suddenly looked embarrassed. When the Green Ghost King learned that Wu Fan was sent to clean up the Wild Ghost Village, he secretly asked him to find a way to cause some trouble in the Wild Ghost Village and to find a way to lure the opera ghosts out.

Although the Teacup Ghost did not know the intention of the Green Ghost King, he heard that the Green Ghost King had no intention of harming Wu Fan, so he sent the Broomstick Ghost and Feng Pocket to accompany Wu Fan to "help". Suspect.

"Ahem, what's your order? I don't understand what you're saying?" Teacup Ghost is a member of the House Hall after all. He doesn't dare to say more, so he can only pretend to be confused, "Boy Wufan, I see it's still early, why not How about letting Feng Pocket take you around? Although I couldn’t get you a satisfactory answer today, the reception in the evening cannot be neglected!”

With that said, the teacup ghost spit out a wooden sign from his mouth and threw it into Feng Pocket's hand.

Wu Fan also knew that the teacup ghost had something unspeakable, but he didn't ask further. Anyway, when things have reached this point, worrying about it is just asking for trouble. Since everything has its own destiny, it is better to let everything go with it.

Then, he said goodbye and left, following Feng Pocket towards the depths of Yangdu City.



Feng Pocket led Wu Fan forward, turning left and right before arriving at a sudden stone pier.

I saw that the length and width of this stone pier were two feet each, and the height was also the same. The main body of the stone pier was a huge black stone. Only one side of the black stone facing their direction had a scroll hanging on it, and a hole was nailed out.

Wu Fan looked around and saw a few people in simple clothes on the left side of the stone pier, shaking fans and resting, while the one on the right was alone, holding a chess piece and sitting alone in front of a chessboard, silent.

Wu Fan walked closer and took a look behind the stone pier. He found that going inside was already a dead end, and he was a little confused: "Feng Qiao, we are going to..."

"Do not enter unless invited, and stay away quickly!"

Before Wu Fan finished speaking, he felt a killing intent coming from around him! He turned around and saw that the resting figures next to him sat up. The fans in their hands were all shining with light, and their faces showed a fierce look.

These people were not easy to mess with at first glance. Wu Fan didn't want to cause trouble and hurriedly retreated to the right.

"Please show me your identification." But Wufan had just stepped back to the right when he heard a careless voice coming from behind.

Wu Fan looked back and saw that it was the chess player who was speaking. But at this time, the latter still maintained the same posture as before, without even looking at himself. If the voice hadn't come so clearly, he would have even doubted whether he heard it correctly.

Hearing this, Feng Pocket hurriedly stepped forward and held out the wooden sign that the Teacup Ghost had handed to him before: "Sir, please take a look."

But the man who held the child didn't even raise his eyelids, he just said unhurriedly: "Go in..."

As he said that, the chess piece in his hand finally fell, and with this sound, the group of guys with fierce faces also put away their guard and shook their fans to rest again.

"Go in?" Wu Fan was a little confused, feeling like a new ghost, "Where to go in?"

Feng Pocket chuckled: "I didn't expect that this is the first time for little brother Wufan to come here. I will open your eyes today!"

Wu Fan followed the direction of the wind pocket and heard the click of the scroll on the stone pier, and then a picture scroll that matched the plane of the stone pier was spread out. What appeared on the scroll were a few rough black lines, and it was barely possible to tell that the painting should be a door.

"Brother Wufan, please!" Feng Pocket pointed at the "door" and said.

Wu Fan stepped forward and touched it. He felt that it was like a painting. Except that the paper of this scroll was different from what he usually saw, he really couldn't see anything special about it.

Seeing Wu Fan's hesitant look, Feng Pocket also stopped joking: "Brother Wu Fan, just watch it!"

As he spoke, Feng Kou exhaled a stream of Yin Qi onto the scroll, and then saw those rough lines turning into a whirlpool. In the blink of an eye, Feng Kou was sucked into it.

"This thing is so wonderful!" Wu Fan has been in Fengdu for so many years, but has never come into contact with such an object, and he is also very surprised. But now that Feng Pocket had entered the door, he no longer hesitated and followed Feng Pocket's example to spit out the Yin Qi.

The moment the Yin Qi was exhaled, the picture scroll in front of him also changed, and then there was a huge pull towards him. It's just that this pulling force came and went quickly. Before he could react, he saw that the whirlpool in front of him had returned to calm again.

"Huh? What's going on?" Wu Fan came back to his senses and was very confused when he saw that he was still there, and he hurriedly exhaled again.

But no matter how hard he tried, no matter how the vortex on the screen rotated, he couldn't get into it.

"Guest! If you don't want to come in, please leave quickly! Don't disturb me..." The man who was playing chess was affected by Wu Fan, and his relaxed brows frowned slightly.

Wu Fan looked embarrassed when he heard this: "Sir, I'm so sorry! It's just that I can't enter it for some reason..."

"Sigh... Since this is your first time here, I will patiently explain it to you..." The chess player sighed slightly, "The scroll here is the entrance to the secret realm. You can only use your Yin Qi to Only by integrating into it can you step into it..."

"But... Sir..." Wu Fan looked extremely embarrassed, "That's exactly what I did. Why can't I enter it..."

"That's all, help people to the end! Anyway, keeping you here will only disturb me..." The man finally moved away from the chessboard, folded his arms and floated over.

"Do as I say..." Although this man had left the chessboard, his eyes never fell on Wu Fan. He just raised his chin, signaling Wu Fan to act quickly.

Wu Fan did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly exhaled a breath of Yin energy, and then saw a reaction on the scroll, and a huge vortex appeared.

"Haha...Isn't this the end..." When the man saw the vortex appearing, he was about to turn around and leave, but just as he turned his back, he heard Wu Fan's voice coming from behind: "My lord...it still doesn't work... "

"Huh?" The man frowned and looked sullen, "Guest, why don't you come in when the door is open? Are you trying to entertain me?"

Wu Fan shook his head repeatedly: "My lord, you are wronged...I don't know why..."

The man suppressed his anger and continued: "Please try again and show me..."

In front of him, the boy in front of him exhaled Yin Qi again, and whirlpools appeared on the scroll. Everything was still the same as before...

But the strange thing is that until the whirlpool disappeared, this kid did not disappear before his eyes...

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