Although they had confirmed it many times in their hearts, they had not seen each other for many years. If they were wrong, wouldn't it be awkward for the two of them?
Therefore, Xu Cong came up and asked tentatively.
Xia Wan He turned her head to look when she heard that. She stared at Xu Cong for a while before she smiled lightly and said,"I don't dare to be the school belle. We've already graduated two to three years ago. We're no longer students.”
"Besides, there were a lot of beautiful girls in university back then. It's just that you didn't notice them. I can't be the campus belle.”
These words naturally had a modest component. Xia Wanhe was thin-skinned, so she naturally could not endure this kind of flattery.
However, this way, the estrangement between the two of them dissipated quite a bit.
They had not seen each other for two to three years, and they were no longer the young boys and girls who had wantonly spent their youth!
Before coming here, Xia Wan He still felt that she knew Xu Cong very well.
In her memory, he was shy, youthful, and a little eccentric. However, he was kind and an ordinary college student.
However, when he stood at the entrance of the art carving store and heard his grandfather Xia Yujun's words, the image of Xu Cong in Xia Wanhe's memory was shattered.
To be able to obtain a plaque personally inscribed by a senior expert of the Dao Sect that even her grandfather praised, how could Xu Cong's identity be simple?
Although he didn't know why Xu Cong would open such a carving shop in the Laocheng District, with the support of this mysterious identity, all of Xu Cong's actions became meaningful.
Especially when he remembered his grandfather's warning before he entered the door. Even if they couldn't be friends, they mustn't offend Xu Cong.
Hence, Xia Wan He's every word and action became very cautious.
Even Zhao Wen was a little reserved. She smiled and said,"Xu Cong, I didn't expect you to open such a carving shop after two or three years. Among our classmates, you can be considered to have started your own business.”
Even though there were a few students who started their own businesses.
However, if the carvings here were as magical as the Yin God that Xu Cong had given to Xia Wanhe on her birthday, then this shop would really be a peerless treasure trove!
There was only one such thing in the world. Her classmates who started their own businesses could not be compared at all. They were not on the same level.
"Hehe, what's the big deal? It's just a small shop selling crafts.”
Xu Cong laughed self-deprecatingly.
Although the carvings in the shop were very exquisite, their knife skills were definitely considered top-notch in the industry.
But what use was it!
This wasn't a normal world. Demons and ghosts were dancing here, and the Taoist priests, monks, and Demon Hunters were the main characters!
How many times had Xu Cong fantasized that he could become a Taoist or a Demon Hunter?
It was just that he did not have the opportunity, nor did he have the talent!
One had to know that in this world, any occupation related to capturing ghosts and subduing demons was a place that countless geniuses and rich people wanted to go to.
He was just an ordinary person. First, he had no money, and second, he had no talent. How could he compare with others?
He could only rely on the system to inherit his family's art carving shop and sell some of his own sculptures to make a living.
Sometimes, he had to look at the almanac to open a business.
If they were lucky, they could sell for five to six hundred or two to three hundred yuan a day.
If his luck was bad, he would have to rely on his savings for several days in a row. It was needless to say how depressed he was.
Fortunately, there were no demons or ghosts causing trouble in the area where he lived, so his life was relatively peaceful.
Xu Cong gradually adapted to this kind of idle life.
He muddled along and lived happily day by day.
However, Xu Cong's words were different in Xia Wan He trio's ears!
On Xia Wan He's birthday, you gave out a real Yin God and saved the lives of the school belle, Zhao Wen and the others.
That was a Yin God that could manifest!
If all the carvings here are divine items like this, this is a peerless treasure vault!
You're guarding such a treasure vault, and you actually say that these things are all works of art?
Are you making fun of us?
Zhao Wen was about to retort when she saw Xia Yujun's stern gaze. She quickly snapped out of her daze and laughed awkwardly."Uh, these works of art are indeed very unique.”
Xia Yujun, who was beside him, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.
Then, he was prepared to beat around the bush and ask if the sculptures in Xu Cong's shop were excavated from that miracle.
Previously, when he saw the Reaper Yin God, he guessed that Xu Cong might have discovered the miracle of the underworld.
However, when he walked into the shop and saw the carving that was a mixture of Dao, Buddha, and the underworld, he immediately rejected his previous guess.
It was impossible for the divine miracles of the underworld, the Daoist divine miracles, and the Buddhist ruins to exist in the same place.
Because in essence, the three of them actually restrained each other.
Xia Yujun couldn't figure out the reason behind the harmonious scene in front of him.
However, in his opinion, these divine items definitely could not have come from the same place.
Xu Cong must have discovered at least three miracles to obtain these things.
Three miracles!
A person with such fate was simply a chosen one!
No wonder Xu Cong was given a plaque by a Taoist expert!
Anyone would be envious of such a hot shot.
It was very likely that this Xu Cong was the last disciple of a certain Dao Sect senior!
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