"You have a good master." Qin Musheng said with some emotion: "There are many masters in the world who love disciples, but there are not many who do their best to help disciples practice like this and try their best to help them practice."

Zhou Cheng also knew very well about Taoist Huaizhen's behavior and understood that what Qin Musheng said was true. He raised his head slightly and smiled proudly: "My master is indeed the best master in this world."

In Zhou Cheng's heart, Taoist Huaizhen is definitely worthy of the evaluation of "the best master". This is true like a master and a father, and he regards him as his own.

"Hey, don't show off your good master." Qin Musheng looked at the sky and said, "We should hurry up, otherwise the sky will be dark."

...

Qin Musheng's seclusion was not far from Anxing City. When it was just dark, Qin Musheng took Zhou Cheng back home.

This is a small wooden house hidden among the mountains and rivers. It has shade on both sides like canopys, with green mountains and flowing water on the back. It is a great scenery.

The bright moon gradually rose, and the bright silver-white light hung down from the night sky, reflected into the river and turned into a rippling wave, like the glimmer of white jade falling into the river.

Zhou Cheng helped Qin Musheng tie up the donkey, put the carriage, and came to the wooden house with a large bag of silver, and smiled and said, "Uncle Qin, you have lived in seclusion for more than 20 years, have you never thought about finding an old man?"

After a previous conversation, Zhou Cheng and Qin Musheng had a lot of relationships, and he was barely considered to be a friend of his age, and he was much more relaxed in his words.

Zhou Cheng once proposed to call Qin Musheng a senior, but Qin Musheng firmly opposed it. He believed that he was not qualified to be called senior by others in this way, so he asked Zhou Cheng to call him Mr. Qin.

"The boy is not old and has a lot of things to do." Qin Musheng cursed with a smile: "Old man, I want an old man, but I have to find one? I'm more beautiful than any kind of beauty."

It was actually a figure controller... Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "It turns out that Mr. Qin has this hobby, which really opens my eyes to the younger generation."

Qin Musheng glared at Zhou Cheng and said, "Your stinky mouth is no worse than your master's."

As he said that, he also opened the door of the wooden house and wiped a nail-sized spirit stone on the wall, and then the whole room lit up like daylight.

The light source is hung on the roof. It is a beautifully shaped lantern, with soft white light emitted from it, illuminating the entire room.

The lantern is not filled with candles, but a kind of utensil specially used for lighting, similar to the electric lights on the earth.

However, the energy used for lighting here is not electricity, but spirit stones. Spirit stones the size of fingernails can last for a year.

As soon as Zhou Cheng walked into the wooden house, he saw many wood carvings, which were obviously much higher in quality than those sold outside. Both in terms of shape and charm.

The landscape wood carvings are more beautiful, and the spirit beast wood carvings are more realistic. Even the wood carvings with few heroes look more like real people than those sold before.

"Old man, you have a lot of fine wood carvings here, which are much better than the ones you sell in Anxing City."

Qin Musheng was hot in the kitchen and replied casually: "This wood carving is like writing an article, and it is a natural skill. The fine wood carving with complete charm is not easy to carve even if I do. Of course, I have to collect it well and I can't bear to sell it."

Zhou Cheng nodded when he heard this. He continued to look at these wood carvings. It has to be said that these fine wood carvings with complete charm are different from those sold before. Just looking at this way, Zhou Cheng felt a sense of soul intersecting, and he felt quite touched in his heart.

These wood carvings are of various types and shapes. It is Qin Musheng's experience of the various forms of the world and all things in nature, and it is a condensed life experience. From this, you may be able to see the past of this former "Young Master Aoki".

"Huh? Is this... a statue of god?" Zhou Cheng suddenly exclaimed lightly. He found a shrine, and there was a wooden statue more than three inches tall placed on the shrine. Incense burner below was still burning in the incense burner, with wisps of green smoke lingering.

The wood sculpture has exquisite shapes, and it carved a beautiful young woman with clear eyebrows and eyes, lifelike, just like a real person. This wooden statue is definitely a rare fine product.

The statue of the shrine, is this the god worshipped by Mr. Qin?

There are not many people worshipping gods among the weapon refiners, but not many of them, especially the scattered weapon refiners. After all, they often have to go through life and death, explore various relics and secret realms, and worship gods for peace.

However, Mr. Qin has been living in seclusion for more than 20 years, so what is the use of worshipping gods? And why is the appearance of this god a little familiar?

Zhou Cheng looked at the sculpture carefully again, and looking at the beautiful face, his sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

No, the gods worshipped in the shrine may not be the spiritual seat of a certain relative. Could it be that this woman is the deceased relative of Mr. Qin?

Qin Musheng came to Zhou Cheng's back at some point and said, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Cheng turned around and asked curiously: "I don't know what the old man worships..."

Qin Musheng looked a little sad and said, "This is my deceased wife. It's a wooden image to be carved to comfort me."

Zhou Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this. It turned out that this was what a wooden carving meant to be his wife. Then he felt a little guilty and bowed to apologize: "Sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay." Qin Musheng waved his hand and said, "It's all from more than ten years ago, so there's no need to be so reserved. Come on, just put in incense sticks on her. If you really count it, you should call her aunt."

"Uh... aunt?" Zhou Cheng said blankly: "The old man's wife's surname is Tang?"

Zhou Cheng's mother is the surname Tang, and is the sister of the current head of the Tang family. However, Zhou Cheng has never heard of his mother having a sister. Could it be a cousin or cousin from a distant family?

Qin Musheng shook his head and said, "It's not your mother's aunt, she is your teacher's wife's sister."

"My teacher's wife?" Zhou Cheng widened his eyes, obviously very surprised. This was the first time he had heard about the teacher's wife.

Although Zhou Cheng had long known that his master had a dead wife, that is, the mother of his senior sister Qingyun, Zhou Cheng had never heard from Taoist Huaizhen or Qingyun.

Even if he asked his classmates indirectly, he had never received any information. Even now he didn't even know what his master's wife's name was.

Qin Musheng lit a stick of incense and handed it to Zhou Cheng, saying, "It's normal for you not to know it. Fifteen years ago, because of some things, the traces of your master's wife's existence were greatly erased. Those who had not yet developed spiritual wisdom would not remember her."

Traces of existence are erased?!
Chapter completed!