Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

"Oh."

Luochuan raised his head and looked towards the door.

Seeing Ren Tingting standing there, her pretty face turned red.

"It's Tingting, what's wrong?"

This opening.

Ren Tingting didn't know what to say.

A belly full of words.

But when Luochuan asked this question.

It's as if I can't say anything anymore.

All the words came to my lips.

All disappeared.

I thought about it.

Ren Tingting's big watery eyes turned around.

"It's okay."

"I just didn't see you and Sister You Feng when I came here yesterday."

"I'm curious."

"Now that you're back, I'll come and see you."

I said all this in one go.

Seeing this, Luochuan chuckled twice.

"It's okay, I'm back."

"Um..."

Ren Tingting bit her lips lightly.

"And Brother Luo."

"what happened?"

Ren Tingting spoke softly, as if looking for a topic.

"Well, after you left, a Taoist priest came?"

"A Taoist priest?"

"Yes."

Ren Tingting thought about it.

"That Taoist priest wears glasses. I don't recognize him."

Luochuan heard it.

His eyes lit up.

Isn't this business?

Since you are a Taoist priest.

No need to think about it.

It must have been introduced by Uncle Jiu.

Immediately, Luochuan laughed happily a few times.

"I know, Tingting!"

Luo Chuan held Ren Tingting's shoulders.

He spoke cheerfully.

Then, he went straight to the workshop.

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Chapter 101: Same goal, same mood

Ren Tingting was standing on the third floor.

Standing there for a long time.

After reacting, he turned around.

"Brother Luo, were you holding my shoulders just now..."

Think so.

Ren Tingting felt excited again.

very excited.

The grass is luxuriant.

Watching Luochuan’s disappearing back.

After a long silence, he unconsciously smiled.

In the workshop.

A sudden flash of light.

then.

On the clay sculpture table.

A piece of glittering high-quality spiritual mud lay quietly on it.

Luo Chuan looked at the glowing high-quality spiritual mud.

Falling into thought again.

What Ren Tingting said just now.

The Taoist priest wears glasses.

Luochuan thought about it carefully.

It is probably Taoist Simu.

I think of Taoist Simu.

Luochuan recalled the famous scene of Taoist Simu.

I remember the time when Taoist Simu was holding a big sword in his hand.

Luochuan had some inspiration.

"Just do something with the sword!"

I have an idea.

The next step is to extend it.

"The Immortal Lord with a sword..."⑨

He frowned and thought for a moment.

⑨

Luo Chuan suddenly had an idea.

It's you!

Think of this.

Luochuan started to take action.

Frowning slightly. 0

His eyes are as bright as a torch.

A pair of hands pinched the clay sculpture back and forth.

While pinching, he looked at it carefully.

After kneading for a while.

On the workbench.

A Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

Flowing beard.

There is ease in his expression.

A gentle smile.

It’s as if he sees through everything in the world.

Whisk in left hand.

Right hand pinch.

It seems to be a calculation.

It's more like the ease of having everything under control.

Measured up and down.

Luo Chuan nodded slightly.

I am quite satisfied with this clay sculpture.

Next, it’s time to color it.

Pick up a small brush.

Lightly dab on the paint.

One stroke, one stroke.

The colorful pigments are constantly flowing on the clay sculptures.

After a long time.

Luochuan took a small brush and lightly touched his eyes.

Suddenly, the light became bright.

It seems like there is a fairy spirit.

"Not bad!"

Luochuan laughed happily twice.

But, look back and forth.

It seems like there is still something missing.

Outside the workshop.

You Feng and Ren Tingting are on the first floor.

Chatting enthusiastically.

"What's wrong sister?"

You Feng saw that Ren Tingting seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He asked with a smile.

"Are you worried?"

When I heard You Feng ask this.

Ren Tingting didn't hide anything.