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The old people in the village beat drums and drums and helped lift the wooden dragon to a mountain. From this mountain, you can directly see the Black Dragon Pond.

Of course, Qiu Ming is the main force in carrying the wooden dragon. Otherwise, those with old arms and legs can be lifted up, but it will take at least several times the time now.

Qiu Ming looked up and saw that this place was a village with thousands of people before, but now there are only about thirty people left, all because of this hateful sow dragon.

The wooden dragon was covered with a piece of fabric, or a flower cloth made of several pieces of fabric of different colors. When Yang Dashan lifted the cover, many people exclaimed.

"This dragon sculpture is so majestic."

"Yes, but why do you seem to lose weight? It's not as big as a sow dragon."

"This is a real dragon, even more powerful than a sow dragon."

"Hey, it's not right, why does this dragon have eyes?"

After someone asked this, everyone looked over carefully, and the audience was in an uproar.

"Yes, this dragon has no eyes."

"Oh, how could a blind dragon beat a sow dragon?"

"I said why do you think this wooden dragon looks wrong? Does Carpenter Yang not know how to carve eyes?"

Everyone talked in a verbal way, and even Chen Abo couldn't help it: "Carpenter Yang, why doesn't this dragon have eyes?"

Carpenter Yang looked at everyone: "Because the eyes are done, the dragon will live." The time it takes for this mechanical dragon to live is limited, so save time as much as possible. Only by going to the edge of the Black Dragon Pond, do the last step to wake up the mechanical dragon!

The villagers looked at each other, and when their eyes were ready, the dragon would be alive?

Chen Abo also looked at Yang Dashan and then Qiu Ming. Didn’t this foreigner use his magical power to awaken the wooden dragon? Judging from what Yang Carpenter meant, why did Yang Carpenter do it?

Yang Dashan didn't say much. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Abao next to him handed him the hammer and chisel. Yang Dashan climbed onto the wooden frame and chiseled two eyes for the wooden dragon.

After everyone saw it, they nodded. The craftsman of Carpenter Yang is really nothing to say. The carving of his eyes is like a real one. Such a good craftsmanship is no wonder that he can carve such a realistic wooden dragon.

But some people think it’s wrong. This wooden dragon has eyes and no pupils. Isn’t this still a blind dragon?

But before they could ask, they saw Carpenter Yang handing the tool to Abao and then stretching out his hand again. Ahua held a tray with both hands, which contained a brush, an inkstone, and ground ink.

Yang Dashan glanced at everyone, cut his fingers with a knife, dripped the blood into the ink and mixed it slowly with a brush until the ink and the blood are completely merged.

Yang Dashan used a brush to dip ink and quickly tapped two pupils on the wooden dragon's eyeball.

Qiu Ming's painting skills are also top-notch. He found that Yang Dashan's two clicks were extraordinary. With these two pupils, the wooden dragon became more realistic.

Yang Dashan climbed down from the wooden shelf, and the villagers stared at it. The dragon was painted with eyes, and it was indeed very similar, but it was not a wooden dragon, so it didn't come alive.

Qiu Ming also looked at Yang Dashan with some confusion. That's it? He thought that after Yang Dashan finished the finishing touch, the dragon would be able to survive, but he felt that the dragon was still lifeless.

Yang Dashan did not look at the villagers at this time, but stood in front of the wooden dragon, making a strange scale in his mouth. The sound was very low, as if it was a language.

Qiu Ming guessed that this might be the language of the witch clan, but he couldn't understand it anyway.

As Yang Dashan's words became more and more rapid, Qiu Ming discovered a difference. How did he feel that the witches on the wooden dragon began to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth?

The spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered faster and faster, and the momentum of the dragon was also rising step by step. Soon, the momentum of the dragon reached a peak.

"Look, the dragon's eyes seemed to blink!" a villager shouted.

Qiu Ming also saw that the wooden dragon's eyes did blink. Then the dragon's whiskers began to shake, and the scales on his body began to become shiny.

The dragon claws also began to straighten and bend, and the dragon's tail was swinging for a while. The villagers who were close to them could still feel a gust of wind.

The dragon's mouth closed and opened again: "And"

A loud dragon roar made many villagers' ears buzz, but they laughed very happily.

The wooden dragon is alive, the wooden dragon is alive!

Qiu Ming was also surprised, especially when he stared at Yang Dashan. Why did he feel that there was a vague connection between Yang Dashan and the wooden dragon?

He remembered that Yang Dashan added his own blood when he was drawing his eyes on the wooden dragon. Is it because of this?

But no matter what, the dragon finally survived, proving that Yang Dashan's mechanical puppet technique was indeed magical. Moreover, the feeling this dragon gave Qiu Ming was similar to the sow dragon he saw that day.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

"That's great. With this dragon, we don't have to be afraid of the sow dragon!"

"Yes, Carpenter Yang is so amazing. We don't have to move out of the village!"

The villagers were cheering, but Qiu Ming was not so happy because it was a wooden dragon!

Chen Abo looked at Qiu Ming curiously, and then looked at Yang Dashan. Why, this made Long live, it was actually done by Carpenter Yang. What was the foreigner doing? Isn’t he good at magic?

Well, I should be with the Wood Dragon, and I have to deal with the Sow Dragon. That's right, with the help of this foreigner, I have a greater chance of winning.

"Master, why are you unhappy?" Yang Qijin cheered with the others, but found that the master's expression was normal and he didn't seem to be excited.

Qiu Ming rubbed Yang Qijin's little head: "Master was stunned by your father's witchcraft."

The wooden dragon flew up and began to swell up and down in the sky, majestic. As Yang Dashan stretched out his hand, the wooden dragon plunged into the Black Dragon Pond.

The sow dragon heard the sound of gongs and drums outside, and it was still very happy, thinking that the ignorant villagers finally understood that they should worship it.

It was still thinking that when he went out, he should have received the tributes, and then he would tell them that there were too few tributes and that he would double them next time to make up for the few they had before!

Just as it was dreaming, it suddenly heard a thud, and then it felt like a very strong guy rushed towards its nest!

This is definitely not a tribute, nor is it the breath of that day. Do those people have other helpers?

The sow dragon quickly covered the treasure and drilled out of the nest with a whoosh. Two huge rocks closed and blocked the hole.
Chapter completed!