Chapter 870

After the autumn rain, the weather outside is cool and the room is a little hot and humid. Uncle Ma turns on the lights in the courtyard. There is a stone table under the pomegranate tree and several round stone stools are scattered next to it.

"Sit... Cough, I'll get some tea," said uncle ma.

Scar son hurriedly said, "is tea still the old place?"

"Yes."

"I know. I'll go. Uncle Ma will sit down and have a rest." scar Zi said. He pressed uncle Ma on the stone stool and walked to the room.

There is a white jade ornament on the stone table, with several carving knives beside it. What is carved is an animal, or an ancient divine beast, turtle, snake and beast.

As the name suggests, tortoise, snake and beast have the shell of tortoise and the head and neck of snake, which is one of the ancient divine beasts.

In front of this divine beast ornament, there are two snake heads, teeth and claws, which looks extremely handsome, but the turtle shell and four strong legs have not been carved yet.

Uncle Ma took out a cigarette bag from his back waist, stuffed the pot into the cigarette bag, stirred it several times, scooped out a pot full of tobacco leaves, flattened the tobacco leaves, knocked them gently on the stone table to help the tobacco leaves sink, and then took out a match to light it. With uncle Ma's permission, the tobacco leaves emitted wisps of green smoke, and the fire flickered twice. He threw the match on the ground and trampled it out.

His tired eyes looked at Jiang Wuchen, noticed that Jiang Wuchen's eyes were on the white jade ornaments, smiled faintly and said, "stone carving, do you understand?"

Jiang Wuchen smiled and said, "I don't know much about stone carving, but I know a little about carving."

"Oh? Can you carve?" Uncle Ma raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Wuchen nodded slightly.

"Duel? What kind of beast is this? Do you understand?" Uncle Ma pointed at the turtle, snake and beast with a cigarette bag.

"Turtle and snake," said Jiang Wuchen.

Uncle Ma smiled bitterly and said, "I originally carved it according to the dragon, turtle and beast, but the material essence is not good. I can only carve a turtle and snake. It's not finished yet. Can you help me?"

Jiang Wuchen picked up the carving knife next to him, made a few gestures on the turtle and snake, and then put it down again.

"Why? Don't want to?" Uncle Ma thought Jiang Wuchen gave up.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head and said, "no, I just don't like using this carving knife."

"What do you use?" said uncle ma.

Jiang Wuchen used Jukui to carve in the underworld. It was a huge sword, but not all large objects were carved with giant swords. Jiang Wuchen once used Jukui to carve twelve beautiful women on the thick and thin wood of his fingers.

Use the sword to the extreme through this technique.

Jiang Wuchen has never used uncle Ma's small carving knife.

It is not necessary to carve without a knife. It can be replaced by other ways. The best way to replace a knife is vitality.

Jiang Wuchen didn't answer uncle Ma's words, but asked, "if the carving is broken, you can't blame me."

"Hahaha, no, this is an ordinary white stone. It's not worth money." Ma Shudao.

Jiang Wuchen's fingers stretched out, and a wisp of invisible vitality suddenly appeared like a laser. This vitality instantly distorted the air, acted on the white stone, and a large number of stone chips fell down.

Uncle Ma suddenly became interested. His eyes stared at him roundly, obviously full of interest.

Jiang Wuchen's movement began to speed up. One finger swam on the turtle and snake stone carving. His concentration was unprecedented and his mental strength was highly concentrated.

When scar Zi came out with a large teapot and several disposable paper cups, the turtle and snake stone carving had been completed. The snake part was made by Uncle Ma before. Jiang Wuchen didn't pay much attention. He focused on the turtle part. He carved every fine texture, lifelike, just a simple turtle shell.

A lifelike work may not be reflected in charm, but may be reflected in the simplest detail.

Uncle Ma kept his eyes on the turtle and snake and didn't leave. There was a touch of complexity in his old eyes. "Your concentration and mental strength are the most powerful I've ever seen."

Then he added, "compared with those so-called practitioners."

Scar son sat down carefully and poured tea for them.

"Uncle Ma has been like a day for more than ten years. He is still jasmine tea." scar Zi said with a smile, "Gao broken."

Jasmine tea is not expensive, but its aroma is unique and rich. In particular, this seemingly cheap high broken tea can better interpret the real meaning of tea aroma in this large teapot.

"Stone carving has life. His life is given by the carver. Unfortunately, my body has become withered and can't continue to give life." Uncle Ma said helplessly.

Jiang Wuchen said bluntly: "Uncle Ma's carving skills look at the present, I'm afraid there are few comparable, but in the last few times, it always seems too impatient and messy, which makes the perfect work a trace of regret."

Uncle Ma smiled bitterly and said, "there's no way. My mental strength can't be concentrated. I've made many attempts, such as leaving the simplest behind and the hardest in front.

As a result, the difficult carving is done, but the simple one is not done well. The simpler the thing, the harder it is actually.

It's like writing a novel in one sentence. Who can do it? "

Jiang Wuchen nodded slightly, "if you can't concentrate your mental power, don't mention carving, even... It's hard to achieve anything else."

"Yes," said uncle Ma with a bitter smile.

Jiang Wuchen said, "your body doesn't want to be lung cancer. If it's cancer, I believe it can't bother you. With the sacred breath in your body, you shouldn't get cancer."

Uncle Ma nodded in relief and said, "it was burned by the evil spirit of fire. This evil spirit can't be cleaned out from my body. The injury has invaded my heart and lungs. I won't live long."

Jiang Wuchen suddenly asked, "do you have a son?" after all, Li Li and Zhong Zhenzhen said that it was the old man's son who came back from fishing, and the old man gave them two black headed fish.

Uncle Ma shook his head and said, "No." he said very plainly, but he couldn't hear the sadness and helplessness in his heart.

Scar Zi said, "how many disciples did Uncle ma have in the past? What about now?"

"I'm gone. I can't even eat enough with my master. Can I continue?"

Jiang Wuchen said, "let me see your injury first."

Uncle Ma hesitated and stretched out his arm.

Jiang Wuchen put his finger on Uncle Ma's pulse gate and slowly injected a wisp of vitality.

The two people didn't speak and looked at each other. This time, after a long time, Jiang Wuchen finally took his hand back, "I have a Yuandan. You can try it."

Scar Zi followed: "yes, yes, master Jiang's huiyuandan can treat cancer."

Jiang Wuchen said and handed the pill to Uncle ma.

Uncle Ma was not polite and had no doubt. He swallowed the pill directly.

Jiang Wuchen said, "it may not play a big role, but it can make your chest less painful and stuffy. Ask a question, what does it mean to give Li Linggen?"