Martial Sage

Snapped.

The door was pushed a corner.

A shadow flashed in.

"Grandpa, why are you so sad and weeping again? But are you worrying about family affairs again?"

The soft voice came with a touch of distress, accompanied by the woman's light footsteps.

Meng Yuqi supported the old man's arm and slowly pulled him to sit down.

Looking at the gloomy Gong Yu Qu, Meng Yuqi's eye circles suddenly turned red, sucking his nose, and gently shaking the old man's arm.

"Yuqi... Yuqi will not go out of the village anymore, and will concentrate on teaching the children to read and calligraphy in the village."

"This time out of the village, Yu Qi bought back some secular scrolls, so he can teach in this village in the future."

Gong Yu Qu rubbed his old eyes, patted Meng Yuqi's arm, and squeezed a smile on his kind face.

"Stupid boy! Grandpa let you out of the village because he was afraid that the village could not keep up with the world outside."

"Traveling against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. In this life, you must learn!"

"If you don't go outside the village to bring back the worldly news, how can we find the man of God's will?"

With tears in her eyes, Meng Yuqi smiled, let go of the arm of Yu Yuqi, writhed in the sleeves for a moment, clenched his fist, and reached out his hand.

"The person we are looking for is far away in the sky, right in front of us. Why bother to look for it anymore."

A touch of confusion flashed through Gong Yu Qu's eyes, and he glanced at the fist that was stretched over.

"Should this be true? Qi'er has found this man of destiny?"

Meng Yuqi still smiled, squeezing the contents of his fist into the rough palm of his hand.

"If it's a man of destiny, grandpa will know if you look at it."

Yu Yu spread out his palm, looked at the bull's eye cup in his hand, and twisted it.

Under the sun, the transparent outer wall reflects the magnificent brilliance.

The wide and round base, the long thin neck supports the budding rose-shaped cup.

Curvy, bright color, smooth tentacles, perfectly natural.

There was a strange light in the old eyes of Gong Yu Qu, and his lips were wriggling. His eyes seemed to be sinking into this exquisite design, and they looked mesmerized.

The shape of this wooden art and the structure of this glassware are both connected.

Often beautiful designs can reflect the extraordinary imagination of the manufacturer and the ability to perceive details.

Turning every single cent, the light on the wine glass was beating, the streamer flickered, and the face of the public transporter was faintly flushed with excitement.

"This world is actually made of such an ingenious structure, and the perfect combination of practicality and beauty, but it is really amazing."

At this moment, the public loser was ecstatic and rejuvenated.

He raised his head suddenly, grabbed Meng Yuqi's arm, and shouted excitedly.

"Qi'er! This is really Deva! It's a genius!"

"Quick! Take your grandpa to see how this craftsman made these delicately constructed objects!"

Meng Yuqi struggled to press the old man who was about to leave on the seat and pursed his lips.

"Why is Grandpa so impatient?"

"Don't ask who did you make this object, so you have to rush to see it?"

Seeing that Meng Yuqi hadn't gotten up, Li Yuqi's old face was anxious, stood up, and pulled Meng Yuqi again.

"Oh! What time is it! If we wait, this craftsman will pass us by!"

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Yuqi responded.

"Tang Hao!"

"This person is Tang Hao!"

This name seemed to have a magical power, and the impatient public loser froze in place in the next second.

There was an unbelievable expression in the old eyes, and he choked up looking at his smiling granddaughter.

It's him?

Who turned out to be who burned yellow mud, burned stones!

You misunderstood him! The old man misunderstood him!

Bang bang bang.

The public loser slapped this own face, seeming to repent of his previous behavior.

"Unexpectedly, this old man was actually to have Eyes but fail to recognize Mount Tai! Neglect him!"

The old man pondered for two seconds, then looked at the wine glass in his hand.

"Qi'er! I'm going out of the village this time! Meet the nobles in our clan."

"The old man must apologize in person!"

Wow.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Excited villagers crowded the doorway and shouted at the two people inside.

"Patriarch? But find the man of destiny?"

In response to countless expectant gazes, Li Yu slowly held up the wine glass in his hand, with a touch of uncontrollable joy in his voice.

"This person is Tang Hao!"

"We, our whole family owes him an apology!"

At this moment, the exquisite wine glass seemed to be shining in the hands of the public and the loser, brightening the eyes of every clansman who was watching.

"This...this is simply beautiful!"

"I can hardly imagine that such an object was actually made by Tang Hao. We still misunderstood him!"

The words of praise filled the entire wooden house like an ocean.

There was a touch of fortitude on the red face of Li Yu, and he waved his arm.

"At this moment, I went down the mountain and apologized to this noble man!"

Meng Yuqi grabbed the excited figure and pointed to the sunset outside the window that was about to fall down the mountain.

"Grandpa, it's dusk by now, and it's too late to go down the mountain."

The old man was taken aback, then sighed.

"Then visit again tomorrow."

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