My talent is resurrection

Chapter 160 Carpenter Chen

Time flies.

Carpenter Chen on the edge of the city was already old, in his thirties or forties, and the daughter he brought with him was also in her teens, but she was really not as good-looking as this carpenter.

Most of the girls who used to surround the door of Carpenter Chen's shop were married and had children.

A young girl who is not yet married will not marry this bachelor with a daughter, at most she just came to see this handsome carpenter.

But there are also those who don't dislike this carpenter, and they are all rich women who bring a matchmaker to marry and ask this carpenter to marry into her family.

However, Carpenter Chen disagreed, and he always declined, and as time passed, no girl came again.

Many men were jealous of the carpenter, and ridiculed him for being uninterested and lacking in vision.

Chen Jiu didn't pay any attention to these words, he just made the wood and brought Xiao Ping'er well.

Xiao Ping'er was getting old and didn't want to go to school, so Chen Jiu asked Xiao Ping'er to learn how to make wood with him. Xiao Ping'er sometimes learned how to make wood, and sometimes ran out to play.

But when she went out to play, she was different from other girls. When other little girls went out to play, they just picked flowers and went shopping together, and watched some opera troupes sing.

But most of the time, Xiao Ping'er ran out to fight with other children, and every time she came home from the outside in high spirits.

Chen Jiu was also a little distressed. At first, he was worried that Xiao Ping'er would be bullied outside, but it turned out that the boys who fought with Xiao Ping'er were in a mess.

Some elders came to the door, and Chen Jiu had to pay them for their medical expenses.

Xiao Pinger hid in the house, secretly watching Chen Jiu apologize to those elders.

When the person left, Xiao Ping'er would lower her head, move out slowly, and apologize to Chen Jiu in a soft voice, saying that she was wrong.

Chen Jiu didn't say much, but told Xiao Ping'er not to do bad things and not to bully others.

Chen Jiu doesn't expect Xiao Ping'er to have any future, as long as she can live her life in an upright manner and happily, that's enough.

In the future, there will be disciples from the sect in the city. Xiao Pinger seems to be very interested in it. Every time she goes to see it early in the morning and never comes back at noon, Chen Jiu has to go to her with a meal and watch her take a bite of it. After eating in one bite, Xiao Ping'er would bounce back home in the evening.

When she got home, Xiao Ping'er couldn't keep her mouth shut, and hurriedly told Chen Jiu what she had seen today.

"I saw a lot of gods today, flying in the sky, walking on the ground, all of them are majestic, but they are not good-looking."

Chen Jiu burned the foot-washing water, and said with a smile: "It's majestic and beautiful, it's all taken up by the gods, so what's the point?"

Xiao Ping'er thought for a while, then nodded her head, "Yes, although these gods are majestic, they are not as good-looking as you."

Chen Jiu took the footwashing water, handed it to Xiao Pinger's feet, and boasted: "I have never seen anyone more handsome than me."

Xiao Ping'er took off her shoes, put her slightly sweaty little feet into the hot water after walking for a day, let out a sigh of comfort, then raised her index finger in front of her mouth, and whispered to Chen Jiu.

"Shh, keep your voice down, let's be humble."

Chen Jiu also nodded pretendingly and said softly: "Got it."

While waiting for Chen Jiu to pour the footwashing water, Xiao Ping'er stood at the door and waited for him, and then they went to bed together, Chen Jiu wrapped Xiao Ping'er in the quilt and talked about what he had seen today.

Xiao Ping'er was chatting, and suddenly fell silent. After a while, she faltered and said: "My surname is Chen, do I not look like you?"

Chen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then patted the little girl's head with a gentle smile, and said softly.

"No way, they obviously look alike."

Xiao Ping'er's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked expectantly, "Where is it, where does it look like?"

Now it was time for Chen Jiu to be in a dilemma. He looked at it for a long time, and finally had to foolishly say: "You see, our noses look alike."

Xiao Ping'er looked at Chen Jiu's nose, then pinched her own, and asked doubtfully, "Does it really look like it?"

Chen Jiu nodded with a smile: "Of course it does, look, there are two holes."

Xiao Ping'er rolled her eyes, turned over and fell asleep that way, ignoring Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu wrapped the quilt for Xiao Ping'er and said softly.

"I said like, that's like."

The little girl twisted her body under the blanket and said.

"Must be like!"

She must be like her father.

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The world does not know the age.

The sect in the city became more and more active in recruiting disciples. Many children who had fought with Xiao Ping'er were recruited into the sect to practice the method of seeking immortals.

On the streets of the city, you can often see the master immortal in the eyes of ordinary people.

When passers-by saw these imposing immortal masters, they often retreated respectfully, and some even bowed to say hello, showing all the courtesy.

Most of these immortal masters are well-known and decent. Although they look down on these mortal country bumpkins from the bottom of their hearts, they still have to do a good job on the surface, and treat many mortals with smiles.

But there are exceptions. Some immortal masters are domineering and aggressive, and take pleasure in bullying mortals.

The original city lord who sacrificed the living people in the city has disappeared, replaced by a monk from the four realms, he dare not say anything to these domineering monks, he can only try his best to dissuade them, as for whether these monks listen or not, that is beyond his control up.

And many immortal masters settled in the city, naturally they went for strange people and strange arts. There are not many strange people in this city, and one of them is Chen Carpenter, who looks as handsome as a demon.

So many monks, full of curiosity, came to Chen Jiu's shop to watch.

Chen Jiu knew it in his heart, but he didn't care, he just made his own wood.

After seeing Chen Jiu, these monks would also exclaim, "It's such a good skin in the world."

Most of the monks just took a look, but there were also monks who deliberately made things difficult for Chen Jiu. They paid Chen Jiu to make a wood carving that he was satisfied with.

The monk was a pale and thin man, he threw a large bag of silver on the ground and said with a smile.

"I've carved it for the young master, and there will be a silver reward. If the carving is not good, it will make the young master unhappy, and it will not end well."

Chen Jiu didn't speak, but nodded slightly, picked up the wood beside him and started to carve.

Hiding in the room, Xiao Ping'er, who was peeking through her small head, had a gloomy expression on her face, and her hands were tightly pinched on the door frame.

The onlookers at the scene also felt that the thin man's request was a bit embarrassing, and asking a mortal to carve a wood carving that he was satisfied with was clearly embarrassing.

But this thin man is the nephew of the elder Zi Leizong, and none of the monks present dared to say a word, for fear of offending this man, he could only make this mortal feel unlucky.

The monks present were all waiting to watch a farce.

But I didn't expect this mortal to carve a lifelike wood carving!

His body and spirit are not only similar, but he is on a higher level than this thin and thin man.

When the thin man saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He kicked the money bag on the ground to Chen Jiu, and dust stuck to Chen Jiu's lapel, and he laughed loudly.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to have some skills. The young master rewarded you for this money. If you come back next time, you have to carve better for the young master, or the young master will cut off your other hand."

Chen Jiu didn't reply, but just patted his dusty clothes.

Xiao Ping'er stood in the room with a gloomy expression, her fingernails piercing the door frame.

She is 13 years old.

She swore to kill the man.

(End of this chapter)