Chapter 185 You will die if you try
The crowd of people and ghosts looked at the neat incisions made by machines, and fell into a deathly silence.
The little white tiger looked at the neat incision and turned his head to look at Yang Fan with stars in his eyes. How amazing!
With a flip of his wrist, the ax in Yang Fan's hand spun in a circle in the air, his movements light and beautiful.
"How else to cut?" Yang Fan looked at Old Liu who was still confused.
Old man Liu had a dull expression, pointed at half of the wood and said, "Cut it upright and divide it into six pieces."
"Okay."
Yang Fan picked up the little white tiger and held it by its paws. When measuring with a ruler, the latter also cooperated very well and made a mark for her with his claws. After the mark was made, Yang Fan picked up the ax and chopped it down easily.
Perfectly split wood into six pieces.
Seeing that she could separate the wood with an ax faster than she could separate the wood with a tool, Old Man Liu immediately felt like, "You divide them into several pieces like this."
Yang Fan then cut the wood into long strips according to his requirements, and the strips were even.
“Let’s cut this.”
Crack, another axe.
Xiao Lin and Liang Zishu watched Yang Fan and Old Man Liu taking the little white tiger, one person, one ghost and the cat, having fun dividing the wood.
Is it really that easy to divide wood?
Xiao Jing looked thoughtfully at Yang Fan's extremely smooth movements. Without saying a word, she ran to the back and found a knife for chopping wood. She found a piece of discarded wood, and then took the knife and chopped it at the wood.
With one cut, the wood was split into two halves, but the cut was not smooth at all, and sawdust flew everywhere.
Xiao Jing stared at the incision, thinking about what Yang Fan had done with the ax just now, and tried again.
The result is still the same.
While he was thinking about the reason, a cold male voice sounded above his head, "She is using spiritual power to split the wood. You can't just split it like this."
Xiao Jing looked up and met the indifferent eyes and the face that would amaze every time she looked at it.
I heard from his sister that this is a powerful person who will be the future head of Sanqing Palace and a new employee of the station. Today is the second time they met. When they came out yesterday, the other party didn't say a word to him.
He seems to be a very difficult person to get along with.
"Taoist Master Yan Qing, do you want to give it a try?" Xiao Jing handed the hatchet to Yan Qing by mistake, "I am not very skilled in the use of ghost power yet."
< br>His cultivation level was built up by eating spiritual fruits. He looked very powerful, but in fact, he couldn't control his own powers and didn't know how to maximize their use.
"Then I will show you how to use spiritual power," Yan Qing said with unnoticeable eagerness in his eyes as he took the hatchet.
Xiao Jing ran to the backyard to find a piece of discarded wood to place in front of Yan Qing.
Yan Qing held the hatchet, circulated his spiritual energy, concentrated his attention, his eyes were sharp, and he swung the knife decisively. With a bang, the wood broke into two halves.
Xiao Jing looked carefully at his uneven cuts, and then at the fast wood she had cut. After thinking for a long time, she turned around and asked him, "Is there any difference?"
< br>The posture is so strong, the result is no different from his attack.
Yan Qing was speechless from the look in his eyes. He remained silent for a long time before he said, "I didn't perform well just now. Let's do it again."
Xiao Jing nodded, turned around and went to the backyard to get more. He brought a piece of wood, placed it in front of Yan Qing, and made a gesture of invitation.
Yan Qing recirculated his spiritual power, concentrated it on the hatchet, and chopped it down with all his strength.
"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the wood broke into two halves under the strong impact. Half of it flew and hit the wall, and the other half hit the door. The living room door was directly penetrated by the wood.
Yan Qing's body froze.
The yard suddenly became quiet. All the people and ghosts in the yard looked this way, their eyes scanning back and forth between the wood on the door and Yan Qing.
"Yan Qing, are you demolishing my house?" The voice of questioning without warmth came, and Yan Qing's body became even stiffer.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw the person who was experimenting with him secretly retreating.
Yan Qing's eyes moved to him, eyes filled with disbelief. You actually ran away?
Xiao Jing looked at him with an innocent face, her steps did not stop, it was not me, I don’t know anything.
Ghosts are cunning creatures... Yan Qing pursed her lips, turned stiffly, raised the hatchet in her hand, and explained dryly, "I... I just want to see if the blade is sharp."
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Have you tried it?"
"It's... quite sharp."
"I want to try it too. The ax in my hand is not sharp, why don't you try it with me?" Yang Fan shook the ax in her hand, making a whirring sound, and the sharp and cold tip illuminated her expressionless face.
Yan Qing: "..." You will die if you try.
The others and the ghosts stepped back several steps in a tacit understanding, leaving a large piece of land in front of Yang Fan.
Yan Qing: ...Cao, you guys have quite a tacit understanding.
You can’t rely on anyone at the critical moment, you can only rely on yourself.
“I’ll lose money!” At the critical moment, Yanqing spoke up in time.
Yang Fan looked at the old wooden door and thought for less than a second, "Ten thousand yuan."
Yan Qing: "Okay!"
Yang Fan's eyes moved from him Regarding Xiao Jing, the latter's body froze and he blinked innocently. He didn't know anything.
After she stared at him for a few seconds, she slowly looked away, and Xiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
"Those pieces of wood are what I plan to use to build a chicken coop." Yang Fan said, looking at the pieces of wood that he had chopped off on the ground.
Xiao Jing: ...
Stuck in the middle at one breath, unable to move up or down.
Yang Fan's cold eyes fell on him again, "What are you going to do?"
Xiao Lin looked sympathetic, my brother, why did you secretly go get the boss? Playing with wood.
"I'm going to cut wood for you again now!" Xiao Jing's body tensed up.
Yang Fan is easy to talk to. Since people have said that they want to cut wood for her, how could she still hold on to this matter?
Her expression softened a bit, "Okay, then go quickly."
"Hey, I'll go now."
Xiao Jing ran quickly He went to Yan Qing and took the hatchet in his hand, turned around and went outside.
"Yan Qing, let's go together, I think you like chopping firewood." Yang Fan said.
Yan Qing: "...Okay."
One person and one ghost went up the mountain with hatchets.
After they left, Yang Fan turned around and spoke to Old Liu with a gentle expression, "Come on, let's continue."
"...Hey...Okay."
< br>Old man Liu continued to talk to her about how to divide the wood, and Yang Fan continued to work with the ax in his hand.
The ghosts and people on the side looked at the direction where Yan Qing and Xiao Jing were leaving, full of sympathy.
How can these two people use the (webmaster) boss’s things to play if they want to play.
Jian Xiangdi looked at him and suddenly thought, "Oh no, we haven't gone to work yet."
Nearly an hour has passed since they came out, and they are still Standing here!
Yes, they have to work!
Liang Zishu and the other ghosts who had to work to earn spiritual fruits realized that when a group of ghosts turned around and were about to go to work, they suddenly heard Yang Fan say.
“No need to work today.”
Ghosts, look at me and I look at you. If you don’t work, will there be no spiritual fruit?
The answer is of course yes.