The little carpenter thought this Miao girl was a bit strange, and it was a little different from her peers he had ever met, especially when she asked herself if she knew about the tomb of King Miao. His strong attitude made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he kept his distance from her as much as possible.

However, the other party asked himself, he still had to pay attention, after all, they are in a cooperative relationship now.

The little carpenter said, "No, I like it."

Baolan half-squatted in front of the little carpenter, staring at the wood carving with only outlines in his hand, looked at it for a while, and asked, "What's the point? It's useless."

The little carpenter didn't want to argue with her and said calmly: "In this world, there will always be some useless things, otherwise my whole life will be too tense, wouldn't it be very sad?"

Baolan smiled and said, "Don't look at you sometimes being mumb and stupid, but what you say makes sense."

You little girl is so tidy.

The little carpenter was a little unhappy, but he didn't show it. He lowered his head and continued to do his own thing. Baolan did not intend to let him go, but continued to ask: "I heard that you have been with your master for many years? Do you know where your home is? Where are your parents?"

Home?

Baolan's words made the carving knife in the little carpenter's hand stop, and then he couldn't help but recall what happened before - in his memory, what else was there besides deep hunger and cold?

He lowered his head and said, "My parents are dead and have no home."

The little carpenter was a little depressed, but Baolan seemed to not notice it. She continued to ask, "Your master has such great skills, so I didn't teach you a little? I heard Zhang Qiming say that your master Lu Da is He Ye Zhang's favorite disciple. Because he is honest, loyal, hardworking and kind, he passed all his skills to him. And you are your master's only disciple, so you have not learned his skills?"

The little carpenter raised his head and looked at the beautiful and innocent Miao girl in front of him and said calmly: "I call him master, but in fact he has never accepted me as an apprentice. I have never worshipped the ancestor, nor have I joined the Luban Sect. He just sees me pitiful and gives me a bite of food. And he is not just me, an apprentice. As far as I know, there are three, but they all have become masters, and I am still with him now."

"So that?"

Hearing the words of the little carpenter, Baolan finally understood the relationship and was a little disappointed.

She sighed and said, "Oh, it would be a pity if this is the case."

The little carpenter shook his head and said that it was nothing pity. My master had asked someone to tell me about his fortune. My life was too weak. If he rashly lingered in this world, he would not be able to escape the premature death. He could only work hard and make a living, and maybe he could live to sixty and have a lot of children and grandchildren.

Baolan saw that the little carpenter really didn't understand, and instead of pretending, she lost a lot of interest.

Instead of staring at the little carpenter, she said to him and went outside to watch the wind. Not long after, she came back, got some dry firewood, put it next to the fire, then found a place, and continued to lie down and sleep.

The little carpenter continued to carve the wood carvings in his hand, and carefully seemed to have entered a state of concentration.

At that time, his entire world was immersed in the tip of a knife.

This time, he didn't move at all and no longer had a breath.

His face also returned to its original appearance and was no longer deformed.

Baolan did not step forward, but stood there, constantly gasping. It was obvious that the iron nail she had just shot was very exhausted, making her body even a little unstable, and her whole body was trembling, and her calves were trembling.

The little carpenter stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Are you... okay?"

He had just approached Baolan, but he felt a strong aura coming. Baolan, who was originally a little weak, suddenly grew half a foot longer. He grabbed the little carpenter and threw him towards the mountain wall.

The force was very strong, and the little carpenter couldn't help but rise up. However, the moment he took off his hand, he turned around with his sensitive reaction, kicked his feet on the mountain wall, rolled and landed on the ground.

When Baolan was suddenly attacked, the little carpenter was a little angry and turned over. Just as he was about to fight back, he saw Baolan actually fell to the ground.

This time he didn't dare to be careless anymore, so he stepped forward slowly, kept his distance, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Baolan got up with difficulty, put his right index finger in his mouth, bit his fingertips, and drew a strange symbol on his forehead. Then he let out a long sigh, slowly exhaled, and then said, "It's okay."

The little carpenter saw that her face turned from black to white, and felt a little relieved, but remained alert and asked, "Is he dead?"

Baolan shrugged and said right.

The little carpenter asked, "Why did you kill him?"

Baolan said incrediblely: "Why do you want to kill him? Why do you ask such an idiotic question? If he wants to kill me, I must kill him first. Is there anything wrong with this?"

The little carpenter corrected her words: "No, he didn't want to kill you, he just wanted to run away."

Baolan didn't want to argue with the little carpenter and said without a doubt: "He knows all our affairs, and if he escapes, we will still suffer."

The little carpenter asked again: "Then why did you hit me?"

Baolan said I just don’t want someone to get so close to me, and I’m not used to it.

After listening to Baolan's explanation, the little carpenter was a little unbelievable, and he didn't know what to say. The girl's thoughts and methods were a bit too vicious, completely different from what he knew.

She was like a beautiful thorny flower, which made the little carpenter feel as if he was staying away.

The two confronted each other, and the little carpenter did not speak. At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door. Because they didn't know their enemies and friends, both of them subconsciously hid in the darkness.
Chapter completed!