Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 71 The First Craftsman!

Chapter 71: The First Craftsman!

"Lord, where is he!" The head guard pointed in Ling Xiyue's direction while wiping cold sweat from his forehead.

The landlord has always been calm, even if a relative of the royal family came, he didn't see him as so important. After it was over, he looked good, and he was rash. He had offended others a lot and complained to the landlord that this person was a bit difficult, so he didn't give up. Let him have to report.

He doesn't want to leave Shenji Pavilion, his ancestral grave is shining golden if he can work here!
Jiang Yi came over quickly and stood in front of Ling Xiyue, staring at her like that, speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Age, appearance... It's almost the same as what the old pavilion master said, it's true!
"You, you are..." Jiang Yi was so excited that his words were a little unsteady.

Ling Xiyue didn't say much, just smiled, "Lord Jiang?"

"Yes." Jiang Yi replied in a daze, and after realizing the reaction, he nodded quickly, "I am!" He pointed inward with one hand and made a gesture of invitation, "It's not convenient to talk here, please hurry up and invite me inside."

His eyes were shiny and his face was flushed.

Ling Xiyue nodded and stepped inside.

"How do you do things, things that don't have eyes." Before leaving, Jiang Yi criticized the guard's first sentence in a low voice.

The guard was aggrieved and looked down at the ground.

He doesn't know anything...

Ling Xiyue turned around at this time, half joking, half teasing, "It's okay, you are still very energetic, Shenji Pavilion also needs a few such brains."

It's just the responsibility, there is nothing to blame.

Hearing that the guard was even more embarrassed, his head was almost lowered into his crotch.

Is she praising him or hurting him?
But listening to this, he doesn't have to leave the Shenji Pavilion?Does this girl count?
Jiang Yi really gave up as soon as he heard it, and led Ling Xiyue in, respectfully for fear of neglecting.

Only then did the head guard dare to raise his head, looking at the backs of the two leaving with fear.

"Who the hell is this? I've never seen such a respectful look from the landlord."

"I don't know, but it must be a big man who came down from the top!"

"Do our thing, don't meddle in our own business."

……

The guards exchanged surprised glances in pairs, and there was always a feeling of missing something.

"Is Mr. Xiang there?" Ling Xiyue asked as she walked.

Jiang Yi nodded, many questions came to his throat, but he didn't dare to ask any more. He behaved well, and hurriedly replied after hearing the words, "Yes, the master Xiang arrived three days ago, and he should be in the master refining tool now." Over there, I'll take you there."

I don't know if it's that person, and I don't dare to ask casually. Jiang Yi can only use "you" at the moment.

The air is full of hot flames, with nine bends and eighteen bends. The backyard of Shenji Pavilion looks simple and ordinary, but it is laid out according to the strange art of Dunjia. Ordinary people will be trapped and lose their way after walking in a few times.

However, Jiang Yi found that he only acted as a guide, and the girl in front of him walked through the secret lock without missing a step.

I am more and more sure in my heart!

It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive outside the main refining room, and the scorching breath rushed towards their faces.

"Hey, that's not right."

"It's still not right!"

There was an old man's hoarse and anxious voice.

In the refining room, there are various refining materials, black charcoal, refined iron... swords, some semi-finished products, and a very weird thing that looks like a frame.

"Oh, it really killed me, where is the problem!" The old man was wearing a navy blue robe full of dust, with silver hair and a gray beard, eyebrows hanging down to his cheeks, and his unkempt appearance looked like an old beggar.

His upper body was almost glued to a sheet of blueprints spread out on the wooden table. Looking closely, he raised his long eyebrows and shook his head like a demon.

The world's number one craftsman, Xiang Yitian!

But if people see him like this...

"What's wrong, can you let me see?"

The girl's teasing voice sounded from behind, with a chuckle.

Xiang Yitian's worried eyes that were lined up in a line opened, and they were so bright that they showed from the gap between his eyebrows, "Yue girl!"

Turning around and seeing the girl in white clothes stepping in, the old face suddenly became happy, "Come and see what I designed, how about it, this is an old man who spent half a year working hard to design it, haha, OK."

As expected of Xiang Yitian, don't mention anything when you meet, just look at the weapon first.

Ling Xiyue went over to take a look, her eyelids twitched secretly, she nodded with a smile, not dampening his enthusiasm, and said, "Yes, yes."

"Hahahaha, let me just say, those bastards don't know how to appreciate it, so I'll find someone who understands it." Xiang Yitian was stunned like a child who got sugar, and by the way, Leng Feng, Xiao Huhu and others Cursed in my heart.

No vision, no appreciation!

"You didn't rush down the mountain because of this, did you?" Ling Xiyue laughed.

"That's not it." Xiang Yitian said in a deep voice, humming without showing any face to others, "The gang on the mountain are all trash and scum, and they are still masters of castings, few of them can speak to the point , or Yue girl, you understand me."

A daughter is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find!

Ling Xiyue pursed her lips and suppressed a smile. After a few words of admiration, she told the truth tactfully, "But you still need to improve."

"Where is it!" Xiang Yitian was worried.

Ling Xiyue gave a low cough, and looked at the weird thing that looked like a trebuchet, "If the force arm is too long, the axis will be unstable, the center of gravity will move backward, the site is too high to grip the ground, and if it is too heavy, it will affect... ..."

She mentioned several big problems in succession.

"That's right, that's right now." Listening to this, Xiang Yitian hurriedly scribbled and corrected the blueprint, wrote it down, and muttered, "I'll just say what's wrong..."

It is said that Xiang Yitian has a weird and tricky personality, and there are even rumors that any emperor who condescends to visit his hermitage is called out by him in twos and fives, but at this time in front of Ling Xiyue, Like being a good student.

Jiang Yi watched from behind, sighing in amazement.

The old pavilion master is still so approachable?
"And what are you doing here?" Finally, Ling Xiyue grabbed the bright red necklace hanging behind.

As a result, he said something dumbfounding to Yi Tian, ​​"It's beautiful."

"Okay." The corners of Ling Xiyue's eyes trembled, she murmured to herself in a low voice, and accidentally said the truth, "You are going to make a model."

"What?" The old man's hearing is not very good.

Ling Xiyue smiled and raised her voice, "I said you're almost ready."

"Hahahaha." Xiang Yitian laughed heartily, "That is, this is my painstaking effort for the past six months."

"By the way, Mr. Xiang, I have something here, and I need you to help me make it as soon as possible." Ling Xiyue took out a blueprint from her arms, "Look at it."

"Come here, let me have a look at the old man." As long as Xiang Yitian is happy, he can say anything, but after he finishes speaking, he feels that something is wrong. It seems that he rushed down the mountain to find someone, but it turned out to be a coolie for this girl.

It can really see stitches!

Xiang Yitian was still muttering in his heart, so he knew how to squeeze him, but after seeing the blueprint in her hand, his old face suddenly turned serious.

"This, this is..." He leaned over in two steps, grabbed the blueprint in Ling Xiyue's hand, and spread it out on the table. His dark hands trembled and kept following the blueprint, and his suppressed old face spread apart. Flushed, "You actually got it out!"

He muttered in his mouth, placed it in the middle of the table, and examined it carefully.

Xiang Yitian pushed the original drawing on the table aside, and finally just rubbed it with his hands, and threw it into the corner, without even raising his head, his eyes were glued to the new drawing from the beginning to the end.

Ling Xiyue's face was full of black lines: Xiang Lao, your hard work for half a year...

(End of this chapter)