Qin Huan noticed the resolute meaning in xianwuyou's words, and he didn't force it.
In the following days, xianwuyou still collected dew for Qin Huan every day. Under Qin Huan's strict requirements, xianwuyou did not recite for Qin Huan every day, but she was not idle. She went to look for trees and vines in the morning and began to weave armor in the afternoon.
Qin Huan couldn't bear to see xianwuyou busy. If his spine was not well enough to walk, he would have gone to find shuteng for xianwuyou.
After thinking about it, Qin Huan simply learned to weave with mang Lao. He wanted to share some for xianwuyou as much as he could. She shouldn't bear so much in her thin body.
Mang was very approachable. Hearing that Qin Huan wanted to learn weaving, he readily agreed, but the premise was still to learn carving first. Qin Huan didn't refute, so he picked up wood and carving knife and studied carving with Xiaoshan.
"Before carving, you should understand that the raw materials of carving are always dead objects. If you want to make the dead objects lifelike and like living creatures, you should give them a soul, and the soul comes from the heart. Therefore, you should integrate the power of your heart into each knife."
"Before you use the knife, think about the people and things you miss most. Only by carving what you think most can you master the essence of carving as soon as possible." Mang's words taught the vicissitudes of life.
Qin Huan nodded and sat down on the rattan chair. He held a wood in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand. His eyes were slightly closed. He thought about who he wanted most. Countless figures and things flashed in his mind.
Finally, Qin Huan took a deep breath, opened his eyes and slowly moved his first knife.
The first thing Qin Huan carved was not a person, but a thing... It was an inky black jade pendant that he wore after being picked up by the nine elders. It was precisely because of that jade pendant that Lin Yu didn't hesitate to poison himself
Although Qin Huan didn't know the origin of the jade pendant, he knew that the jade pendant should contain amazing secrets, otherwise he would never make Lin Yu so crazy.
Qin Huan thought carefully about the black jade pendant in his memory. The carving knife in his hand slowly fell on the wood.
The jade pendant is round and engraved with dense lines and dragon and Phoenix dances. These figures are very strange, like people and things, and seem to outline all things in heaven and earth.
Finally, these dragon flying and Phoenix dancing figures are integrated into a sitting virtual shadow, and the black jade body makes this jade pendant look particularly mysterious and strange.
Qin Huan drew detailed lines and strange figures one by one according to his memory. Fortunately, Qin Huan's state of mind was very high and he could reach the point of peace of mind. When he recalled it, he integrated into it wholeheartedly and focused on carving without being affected by the outside world.
Qin Huan, who was immersed in the carving, forgot the time. There was only a whole jade pendant in his world.
Three days later.
Xianwuyou was wearing a dark gold mask. Her clear and deep eyes were filled with tears. With anxiety, she lingered around Qin Huan. She clenched the corners of her clothes with her hands. Even the corners of her clothes had been torn, and she didn't find them.
The first day Qin Huan sank into the carving was fine, but the next day, xianwuyou was out of mind to look for trees and vines. Watching Qin Huan sink into the carving as if possessed, xianwuyou was extremely worried.
If mang hadn't told him to disturb Qin Huan, xianwuyou would have awakened Qin Huan sooner.
But no matter how anxious and worried she was, xianwuyou didn't ask old mang again and again. She was alone around Qin Huan, waiting day and night.
She is like this. No matter how much pain she has, she won't say it. She'd rather put it in her heart and bear it by herself.
Compared with the anxious xianwuyou, mang looked at Qin Huan with amazement and appreciation. For so many years, he never thought that the first carving could really sink into it.
You know, carving is a meticulous work. It's hard to calm down as long as there is a trace of miscellaneous thoughts. It's extremely rare that Qin Huan can sink into three days for the first time.
Moreover, old mang found that Qin Huan's carving was so meticulous that only a small part was carved for three days.
Glancing back and forth, old mang smiled slowly and said, "ah Xiu, Grandpa mang is guaranteed by his personality. He's okay. You really found a treasure this time."
Hearing Mang's words, xianwuyou stopped and looked at Qin Huan, who was slowly carving on the rattan chair. He hesitated for a moment for fear of disturbing Qin Huan. He said softly, "Grandpa Mang, his injury is not well. If you don't drink some dew, I'm afraid he can't support..."
"Although he was injured, his body is stronger than you think. Go and finish what you have in hand first. Besides, don't you want to give him some Linggu?" mang smiled gently.
Hearing the word "Linggu", xianwuyou remembered something. He hurriedly said, "Grandpa Mang, ah Xiu believes you. I'll knit armor. This is dew. When he wakes up, you let him drink." then xianwuyou left quickly.
Mang Lao stared at xianwuyou's back, and there was a complex and emotion on his face.
In the twinkling of an eye, Qin Huan had been immersed in the carving for half a month.
In the past half a month, Qin Huan was immersed in carving without eating or drinking, and the wood in his hand was covered with dense lines and graphics, which looked simple and mysterious.
Over the past half a month, mang almost kept watch over Qin Huan. He wanted to see how long Qin Huan could sink into it. But as time went on, mang was more and more surprised, not only because of Qin Huan's state of mind and determination, but also because of the initial appearance of the jade pendant carved in Qin Huan's hand.
Looking at the lines and figures on the jade pendant carefully, mang looked more dignified and seemed to think of something.
As for Xian Wuyou, although she was worried about Qin Huan, she seemed to want to get the Spirit Valley before Qin Huan woke up, and the weaving speed was faster and faster.
The hill sat beside Mang, holding a wood in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He carved wood without a knife. From time to time, he looked at Qin Huan with a look of worship in his eyes.
He was also carving these days, but every time he sank into the carving, he couldn't stick to it. However, he didn't expect Qin Huan to sink for such a long time. He especially admired and worshipped Qin Huan.
one month!
When Qin Yu was as like as two peas in the whole month, he finally carved out the jade ornaments in memory, though not exactly the same, but they were very similar, especially those of the collection of patterns and figures.
When Qin Huan's carving knife engraved the last stroke on the sitting figure, mang stared at the sitting figure, his face was very dignified, and his turbid eyes and pupils condensed into needles, showing an incredible feeling.
"Pa!" just as Qin Huan opened his eyes, the wood in his hand burst into sawdust.