Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

His eyes narrowed.

He looked at Taoist Simu a little helplessly.

He then looked at Mao Shanming who was standing next to him and was extremely jealous.

"master..."

With a sound, Taoist Simu was reminded.

He immediately smiled and spoke.

"Your chance has come!"

As soon as these words came out.

Jiale was overjoyed.

I recall how talented Qiu Sheng was in literature.

Laugh out loud excitedly.

"Great! Great!"

Mao Shanming, who was standing next to him, was about to cry when he saw this.

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With the excited Jiale and Taoist Simu.

It's like two extremes.

In the workshop.

There was a flash of light.

Jiale's luck also exists.

But according to Taoist Simu and others.

It is indeed a bit weak.

The top-grade spiritual mud cannot recognize Jiale.

So, Luochuan exchanged it for a piece of ordinary spiritual mud.

Ordinary spiritual mud, quietly on the workbench.

Luochuan stretched out his hand.

Gently pinch the mud.

outside the house.

Jiale is like a curious baby.

Maybe it was because I was so excited.

Jiale walked straight to the shelf next to him.

Look back and forth.

The Three Pure Ones seem to have seen through life and death.

The Buddha was even more relaxed and happy.

There are a wide variety of clay sculptures.

Endless.

“I don’t know what kind of opportunity will be given to me!”

He murmured something and was about to reach out to touch it.

He was stopped by Taoist Simu.

"Jia Le! Don't move!"

A scolding.

Let Jiale take his hand back.

He responded sullenly.

His eyes fell on Xiaobai who was sleeping on the cabinet.

"Master, look at how bright this kitten's fur is."

Xiaobai is snow-white all over.

Sleeping quietly on the cabinet.

See Jiale approaching.

He ignored it and continued to rhyme his spiritual power.

Behind.

Mao Shanming saw it and was about to speak.

But it's too late.

Jiale happily put his hand on Xiaobai.

Gently stroking.

"Don't move!"

Taoist Simu scolded Jiale.

Jiale was stunned.

It is understandable that people are not allowed to touch clay sculptures.

After all, these clay sculptures are lifelike and not cheap.

But kitten, why don’t you let me touch you?

Behind.

Taoist Simu was a little anxious.

This clay figurine shop looks very luxurious.

But inside, there is definitely a lot of secrets.

This clay figurine shop is filled with spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy from all directions seemed to continuously gather towards the clay figure.

Moreover, that kitten looked very strange.

It seems like he has some blood in his body.

Dare not despise.

Immediately, Taoist Simu reached out to grab Jiale.

But, it's too late.

Jiale smiled and reached out his hand to stroke it back and forth.

This time.

It seemed to have completely angered Xiaobai.

Xiaobai looked up.

A pair of eyes stared at Jiale.

At first glance, Jiale was smiling innocently.

After thinking about it, Xiaobai moved inside.

"Oh, sorry."

"Come, let me touch it~"

talking.

Jiale still wanted to reach out.

But this time.

Xiaobai was completely enraged.

"Roar!"

Xiaobai looked up.

Just a tiger roar.

The powerful pressure spread out and intimidated.

A sound.

Bringing a powerful momentum.

It was as if Jiale's hair was being pulled out by the roots.

next to.

Taoist Simu was also dumbfounded.

I know this kitten is not simple.

But I didn't expect it.

It’s not that simple.

A voice.

Taoist Simu’s glasses flew off because of his roar.

He snorted softly.

Xiaobai glanced at Jiale who was in great surprise.

He looked at Taoist Simu who was speechless again.

Bury your head in your arms.

Go back to sleep.

Behind the two of them.

Mao Shanming saw this.

Happy.

I felt secretly happy for no reason.

After a roar fell.

Luochuan's paintbrush.

I also touched the eyes of the clay sculpture.

"Not bad."

Nod.

Luochuan took off his leather apron.

Pick up the clay sculpture and walk out of the house.

Outside.

Jiale was still in shock.

Taoist Simu was wearing glasses with one lens broken.

Next to him stood Mao Shanming.

As soon as he saw what was in Luochuan's hand.

Mao Shanming's glasses were shining.

It’s Jiale.