By the way, Sun Wukong returned to Huaguo Mountain and began to practice in seclusion.

After Yun Qianyu got up, he was still recalling the dream he had last night.

"It's this strange dream again, I don't know what it means..."

In his dream, he traveled in chaos for a while, and then saw a ball of light like an egg yolk.

After he bumped into it, the ball of light cracked.

As the light ball shattered, the entire chaos began to shatter, like broken glass.

And among the countless glass fragments, he vaguely saw a world filled with heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

Then, he woke up.

Since he traveled through time, he has had this strange dream from time to time. At first, he thought that this was the key to triggering the golden finger.

But years have passed, but I found that this was just a dream and did not bring any changes to him.

After a night of sleep, Yun Qianyu got up and opened the door, and saw some spiritual fruits and medicines left on the table.

He looked at about ten dry dates, a section of Polygonatum, and a ginseng that shook his head and laughed, "This strange man is so simple and honest that he is grateful for his kindness..."

He thought it was because he had no money on him, so he left him with the fruit ginseng and so on.

"The other things are fine. This ginseng should be quite valuable, right? I took him in one night and gave him a wooden carving. There is no need to give me such a valuable thing, right? He may not know the value of such a large ginseng. It is really a good thing that cannot be bought with a wealth of money. Alas, these strange people are also miserable. After coming to the prosperous place, they are always looked down upon and deceived..."

The strange barbarians sell some mountain fur, but they are indeed always bought by some profiteers at very low prices and then sold at high prices.

The Zhang family in Yuanhe City is an expert in doing such an immoral business, and it is also a family that relies on reselling the fur of mountain goods from the hands of the barbarians.

That's why Mr. Zhang recognized the origin of Yiren at a glance.

Yun Qianyu cleaned up the tea shop and opened the door.

After he opened the door, the already thinning mist began to become richer again.

Seeing this, Yun Qianyu muttered, "Everything is good here, even if you are close to the river, the fog is too big."

He collected the ginseng and Polygonatum, washed a jujube and threw it into his mouth.

Yun Qianyu's eyes lit up, "This date is too delicious, right?"

The shriveled dates were extremely crispy. After eating them, an indescribable breath flowed through the stomach, making people feel refreshed.

How could he know that this was when Sun Wukong picked the best spiritual fruit from Huaguo Mountain.

Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave is a famous cave and heaven and blessed land in the fairy world of Journey to the West. The spiritual fruit and medicine produced during this period is the second only to the immortal species planted in the heavenly court.

That group of monkeys became all the spirit fruits after eating them for many years.

This spiritual fruit and medicine contains extremely sufficient spiritual energy. If this spiritual date is taken by a monk, it will definitely increase its cultivation for decades.

But after Yun Qianyu took it, he felt relieved all over, and then there was nothing else.

He didn't realize that this was the reason why his body could not retain spiritual energy, and he thought it was the effect.

When he was free, Yun Qianyu took the wood and started carving.

Because the Monkey King carved yesterday gave it to the strange man, he was going to re-carve some characters from Journey to the West.

There is no legend of immortals and gods in Yun Qianyu's previous life.

The objects of worship of the masses are more of the ancestors who have attained enlightenment and ascended to the forefront of various sects of practice.

And there is no more unified mythological system here.

Yun Qianyu can not have good works at any time when he carved or wrote and painted. He can't have good works at all times. When his interests come and inspiration comes, he can of course produce good works.

Because he thought of some mythological characters, he is very inspired now.

So he began to carve a group of famous mythical figures such as Erlang God Yang Jian, Santan Sea Club master Nezha, Bull Demon King and others.

In the past world, he liked to buy some figure models. Now he doesn’t have figures to sell, so it’s actually good to carve it yourself.

Yun Qianyu carved these mythological characters one by one according to what he thought, and gradually became addicted to it.

At this time, guests slowly came from the tea shop. Several regular guests greeted Yun Qianyu, but saw him ignore him and carved with concentration.

A few regular customers didn't care. This guy used to be like this, and sometimes he would be addicted to certain things and couldn't extricate himself.

An old man skillfully took the tea and soaked it in his own right, and helped to greet other guests.

Someone joked, "Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid this is not your teahouse. Mr. Yun's teahouse is also casual, busy carving things, and he doesn't even greet guests."

Mr. Zhao, who was over 60 years old, smiled and said, "Mr. Yun is a gentleman. It is because he can indulge at any time that he can have such skills at a young age. We are all old guests, so let's treat yourself..."

Several regular customers were nearby people, and they just sat around and chatted, but Old Man Zhao came here specifically from the city.

Once he came here to see Yun Qianyu's calligraphy and painting carvings, he was shocked. Cheng Shou and others only met Yun Qianyu under his introduction.

Mr. Zhao brewed tea and walked to Yun Qianyu to see his carvings.

I took a breath when I saw that the characters were all vivid, as if they were about to come back to life.

"Mr. Yun's skills have entered the Jin Dynasty again. He is such a talent..."

Yun Qianyu carved Nezha in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and came to his senses.

"Old Zhao, when did you come?"

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "I came here for a while and saw that the gentleman was fascinated, so I didn't disturb him."

Yun Qianyu said a little embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry, I asked you to help greet the guests..."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay to be able to see the teacher's carvings, it's also a kind of enjoyment."

Yun Qianyu said, "Does anyone Zhao like these small statues? I'll give you one?"

Mr. Zhao said in surprise, "Really? Thank you very much Mr. Yun."

He likes these things himself, but sometimes Yun Qianyu's wood carvings, calligraphy and paintings may not be able to buy them with money, it depends entirely on his mood.

Of course I was happy to be able to get a wooden carving in this way.

He looked carefully at three freshly baked wood carvings about one foot.

A bull's head looks extremely fierce; a handsome man with three eyes on his forehead, holding a three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand; a kirin son with a total horn covering his fontanelle and a double wheel on his feet.

Mr. Zhao didn't know these people, so he asked, "Dare you ask, sir, who are these people?"

Yun Qianyu said, "He is a character in mythology and legends. One is the demon king and the two are the war gods of heaven."

Mr. Zhao didn't know about the Niu Demon King, Yang Jian and Nezha, but he naturally had some resistance to the Demon King.

"It turns out to be a character in mythology. I thought it was the immortal family I didn't know... Well, if you do this, LaXiu would have a shameless look at this..."

He pointed to Nezha, holding a fire spear, stepping on a hot wheel, and wearing a humiliated sky silk.

Yun Qianyu didn't say anything, and after he finished the stamp, he gave the statue of Nezha to Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao couldn't put it down with the statue, but felt that it was indeed lifelike and impeccable.

Others enviously said, "You are lucky, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao. Yesterday, Mr. Zhang's son asked Mr. Yun for a statue of 100 taels of gold. You will get one for free now."

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "That's that... Since Mr., since he said this is an immortal god in myth, why not tell me about the deeds of this immortal god and let me increase my knowledge."

He knew that in addition to carvings, calligraphy and paintings, Yun Qianyu also had a hobby, which was storytelling, so he deliberately said it.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Yun Qianyu said, "Okay, this person is named Nezha, I will talk about his deeds..."
Chapter completed!