But the problem is, it's normal if you don't carve well, but it's really embarrassing for Peng Junyue to carve like this.
"I said, Fatty, is this your level? Thanks to you often making mechanisms, I thought your hands were so flexible, but it turns out you are only this level." Zheng Shiyi said, his eyes falling on Peng Junyue's thick fingers. Face understood: "I understand, even with your thick hands, you can't make anything fine."
Peng Junyue immediately turned around, glared at Zheng Shiyi and said: "Old Shiyi, please don't disgust me, Fat Master. No matter how bad my sculpture is, it is still better than yours. At least I can see clearly all the facial features of Fat Master's sculpture. What about yours...your nose and mouth are connected together."
"Don't worry about whether they are connected together or not. At least they are there. Moreover, the limbs of a sculpture like mine are also sound, unlike yours. Where is your left arm? Why is it missing? Did you have it chopped off?" Zheng Shiyi He laughed at Peng Junyue mercilessly.
"What do you know? The incomplete is perfect, do you understand? This is art. Also, Fatty makes the mechanism to win, not to look good. As long as the mechanism can be used, who cares whether it looks good or not.
Of course, Fatty is also full of artistic flavor, but mortals like you can't appreciate it. That’s all, Fatty, just make something you can appreciate. Peng Junyue looked at Zheng Shiyi provocatively and said, "Let's do it again and compare. Do you dare, old Shiyi?" "
"I'm not as shameless as you. You insist on talking about art even though you've done it like this." Zheng Shiyi said, "I admit it. I don't have the talent to do it. I really can't do it."
"If you can't do it, then don't do it. You can walk around the city." King Kill finally stopped laughing and waved his hand casually to Zheng Shiyi. Zheng Shiyi can walk around the city as he pleases.
"Then Shiyi will leave first." Zheng Shiyi quickly turned around. Just as he was about to leave, he stopped and looked at Peng Junyue.
"Old Shiyi, don't look at Fatty. Fatty is going to do it again. When you come back, he must let you know what art is." Peng Junyue shouted to Zheng Shiyi with a confident face. He was really serious when he just did it. He made a mistake. He usually pursues results when doing organization work, and never pursues appearance.
In addition, when it was his first time to carve a wood carving, he habitually used the same techniques as when making many mechanisms, destroying a lot of wood at once, which made his carvings so hidden that he couldn't bear to gamble.
On weekdays, when he works on institutions, he also needs to experiment, and he often makes mistakes or fails. It doesn't matter if he fails, he just tries again.
Now, he's going to keep trying.
Besides, rare and free trial materials are not in vain if you don’t use them.
"Okay, you continue to study your art slowly, but I think when I come back, what I will see will still be terrible wood carvings." Zheng Shiyi dropped a sentence full of contempt, turned around and walked away.
Killing King took out another piece of wood that was about the same size as before and handed it to Peng Junyue. At the same time, he chuckled: "There are not many people like you who like carving now."
not much? It's because you don't see many people.
Peng Junyue cursed in his heart, you don't see anyone on weekdays, how do you know that there are not many such people left? However, seeing that you provide wood for free, Fatty won’t argue with you.
Peng Junyue was cursing, but he took the wood with his hand honestly and started carving again. This time, he was much more careful than the last time. While carving, he sighed: "King Kill, your small world is really Not bad, where did you get it?”
"Given by the Holy One." As soon as King Sha mentioned the word "Holy One", his tone became different again.
"Given by the Holy One?" Peng Junyue looked at Killing King with envy. They were both human beings, so why was the gap so big? When the Holy One gives things to people, sharp swords and precious swords are the most common ones, and then there are things like land.
But if you kill the king, you will directly get a small world. This is life!
Peng Junyue looked around with admiration. After looking around, he sighed and said: "This Small Thousand Worlds seems so big. It's just that the Holy One has given such a Small Thousand Worlds, and you waste it like this?"
King Sha was stunned for a moment, and then he stood up from his seat. He looked at Peng Junyue curiously and asked, "You said this is a waste, but what is not a waste? Tell me."
"It's easy." Peng Junyue simply put down the carving knife in his hand and said with a look of hope: "For such a big world, we must build a city.
Of course, I am not talking about such a city, but a real city, a big city! Since it is a big city, there must be people, so there are countless people.
Then, if it were me, I would choose to be the overlord, the only overlord of this small world. Then in the fish and meat town, in the fish and meat town, men bully women when they should be bullied. Days like that are so enjoyable just thinking about them! "
"You are real enough." Kill King chuckled and shook his head, saying with a smile: "But even if you do that, you are just a person in the end, you are not a true god!"
"It doesn't matter whether I am good or not, as long as those in the small world believe it." Peng Junyue still had a look of expectation on his face, as if he was looking forward to the arrival of such a day.
"You kid, you can comfort yourself, or fantasize about yourself, and then make yourself happy. It's really interesting." Killing King seemed to feel that Peng Junyue was more and more interesting, and the smile on his face became deeper.
Peng Junyue said disapprovingly: "Maybe some people have used my method or even imagined it. You think about the great powers in ancient times, and the biographies about them were also written by the strong and the victors.
Maybe, those so-called ancient great powers and true gods used my method to make others think that they were true gods and great powers. "
Peng Junyue paused as he spoke, and his face returned to a more serious tone as he said: "Of course, there is another possibility. We ourselves think that we are very powerful, but according to those rumors about ancient powers, true gods, and the like, we But it may be like an ant."
"I hope that's not the case." The Killing King said with a solemn expression, "If that's the case, it would be too terrifying."
"No one knows what the real situation is." Peng Junyue shrugged calmly and said: "So, we have to make ourselves comfortable first, and then we talk about it."
King Sha fell silent when he heard the sound, and ignored Peng Junyue. Instead, he turned his head and took out a piece of wood again to carve.
"Is this... a carved pig?"
Peng Junyue only looked at it for a while and determined that the pig that King Sha was carving was a pig. Although he had just started carving, he still had a feeling that the moment he finished carving the pig, it might be... You can really come alive!
When Zheng Shiyi walked on the street, he felt as if he was really walking in a city. The wood carvings in front of him were lifelike, as if there were really vendors selling their goods. Pedestrians were either talking to each other or bargaining with the vendors.
This is like a real lively market. Each wood carving reveals various aspects of life and...
Zheng Shiyi suddenly felt something in his heart. He suddenly turned around and looked behind him, his eyes falling on the wooden sculptures on the street.
Each of these countless wood carvings has a different look, but none of the countless wood carvings are the same. Each person's movements are also different. They seem to be just doing some of the simplest movements in life. .
But if you look closely, each of these wood carvings gives people a different feeling.
"Boxing skills... this is not an ordinary wood carving, this is a set of boxing skills!"
Zheng Shiyi turned around and walked back to the entrance of the street. He slowly looked at the statues one by one and walked slowly step by step. It felt like he was watching a peerless master performing boxing skills.
Boxing.
Not just on this street, in this city of wood carvings, every wood carving on every street is a set of boxing techniques.
Some of these boxing techniques are full of endless killing energy, some are as gentle as water, some boxing techniques are extremely advanced, so profound that even with his current cultivation level, they are somewhat incomprehensible, and some boxing techniques are the simplest. The most basic entry boxing technique.
Zheng Shiyi walked through the streets one after another until the sunset gradually set, but he still hadn't finished every street in the city. The city seemed to have no end, and he didn't know how big it was.
"This is a city carved out of wood by King Sha, but it is so big. I really don't know how much time King Sha spent on carving such a city."
Zheng Shiyi raised his eyes to look at the sky, then turned back.
King Sha was still on the street where he was before, concentrating on carving the wooden pig in his hand. When he heard the footsteps, he didn't even raise his head. While carving, he said: "I'm back."
"Yes, I'm back. Senior, your city is really too big." Zheng Shiyi looked at the wood carvings around him and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how big your city is, senior, but I feel like this city is really big." It seems endless.”
"No matter how big it is, there will be an end. But I don't know how big this city is. After all, I have been doing it for too long." The killing king finally stopped the carving knife in his hand and raised his head.
Zheng Shiyi bowed solemnly in the direction of killing the king and said thanks: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance. This junior has benefited a lot from this city."
Although King Sha didn't say much, the various boxing styles on the streets were already the best guidance.
"It's all on your own. I didn't give you any instructions." Killing King raised his hand and pointed at the terrible wooden carving that Zheng Shiyi had carved before and said, "I guess this is your first time carving by yourself. Take it as a souvenir. .”
When Peng Junyue heard this, he suddenly ran out from the side, took out a human-shaped wooden sculpture and placed it in front of Zheng Shiyi like a treasure. He said with a proud face: "Old Shiyi, have you seen it? This is the wooden sculpture carved by your fat man." , I’ll just ask you how you are doing!”
(End of chapter)