Chapter 528 Questioning From the Soul

"This can't fly?

Just wait, I'll make one that can fly. "

On the surface, Dashenzi Han said to Shishi very calmly.

Stone holding a small snakeskin parachute suddenly became cheerful again.

Surprised and delighted, seeing Han Cheng, he wished he could kick his ass a few times.

Don't you know how difficult it is to make a Kongming lantern at this time?

Han Cheng, with a smile on his face, actually had ten thousand strange animals in his heart at this moment, rushing away and whizzing by.

"Go and chop a bamboo pole and come back, chop it from the root."

Han Cheng handed the stone head to Shishi and said to Shishi.

Shitou was more excited than the blood of a chicken at the moment, agreed, and carried the hammer on his shoulders, and went out of the courtyard faster than a rabbit, and ran towards the bamboo forest all the way with smoke and dust billowing.

Seeing the stone quickly leave the courtyard gate, Han Cheng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, with a calm and indifferent smile on his face, his complexion suddenly collapsed.

Squatting down on the ground, holding his head with his hands, he sucked the teeth slowly.

Children who like to be serious and love learning too much can't afford to be hurt, this will make it difficult for Master!

This is Han Cheng's silent wail.

Ordinarily, it is only a Kongming lantern, and its structure is very simple. In later generations, the riverside square was only five yuan each during the Lantern Festival. This shows that its structure is simple and the cost is low.

The problem is that the times are different, and materials that are extremely common in later generations can make people miserable at this time.

There is no thin paper or glue sheet, and it can be replaced by punched snake skin. This guy is equally thin and airtight.

The skeleton inside can be tied with broken thin bamboo strips without too much weight.

You can use some sackcloth leftovers for the fire, soak it in large oil or turpentine, and it can be dealt with casually. These three points are all very easy to solve.

The point is that the material used to tie the oiled sackcloth under the Kongming lanterns is an embarrassing thing to lose your hair.

Ordinary hemp twines will definitely not work. If you use them to bind, I am afraid that the Kongming lanterns will spontaneously ignite before they fly into the sky.

Even if it is replaced with a leather rope or animal tendons, the effect will not be much different. It is estimated that the rope will be broken, the fire ball will fall from the sky, and the lamp made of snakeskin will also fall when flying less than two meters high. .

The best material is soft iron wire.

The problem is that there isn't any.

Not to mention the thin and soft iron wires, even other copper wires, steel wires, aluminum wires... everything that has anything to do with metal, the Qingque tribe doesn't have it at all.

The metal products he owns are only hammers, iron brazing, axes... this big guy.

Don't say that these things can't be used to bind the oiled cloth and connect it with the Kongming Lantern. Even if they can, Han Cheng won't do it.

The reason is very simple. To manufacture such a heavy thing, how big a Kongming lantern and how big a flame do you need?

This is really a deadly problem.

"Brother Cheng, you... what are you doing squatting on the ground?"

While thinking hard and melancholy, Bai Xuemei's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Han Cheng, who hadn't noticed Bai Xuemei's arrival at all, was taken aback.

Looking up at this woman who walks silently and is still a minor in future generations, Han Cheng suppressed his shock and said, "I'm tired of digging, squat down and have a rest."

Lies come out of your mouth.

He wouldn't talk about the things that were embarrassing by the Kongming Lantern even if he was killed.

After all, God Son Han is also a person who wants face.

As a person who came from a later life, but was stumped by such a small thing, how could it be easy to say?

Especially in front of Bai Xuemei, she couldn't say that she couldn't do it.

"Then... why are you holding your head?"

The questioning from the soul continued, and Han Cheng rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart.

Sure enough, the deepest hurt always comes from those closest to us.

However, the critical attack from Bai Xuemei's inquisitive style is obviously not over yet.

Seeing that Han Cheng didn't answer, she tilted her head and thought for a while, then said joyfully as if she had figured something out: "I see, I must rest with my head in my arms, and I'll recover faster."

While speaking, he squatted down beside Han Cheng, imitating Han Cheng, holding his head in his hands, looking very much like two Chinese cabbages waiting to be stolen.

Han Cheng looked at Bai Xuemei, who was looking at him with joy, with a black line on her forehead.

You know shit!

You can easily get beaten for doing this, you know?

His gaze swept over Bai Xuemei's stomach, and Han Cheng snorted to himself, but he still couldn't reach out his hand after all.

For the sake of the child, let me forgive you generously first.

Han Cheng put his hands off his head, stood up, and stood with his hands behind his back again.

It wasn't stimulated by the stupid daughter-in-law, but a cloud of smoke rose from outside the courtyard wall and came towards the gate quickly.

Sure enough, as soon as he stood up, with a shovel on his shoulder and a stone with a bamboo pole in his hand, he had already appeared at the gate.

The bamboo branches behind the bamboo poles were not cleared away, so they just galloped back all the way, no wonder they were able to make such a big noise, they almost caught up with Dangyang Bridge, Meng Zhang Fei asked his subordinates to tie branches to the horse's tail, and ran back and forth. The movement came out.

As soon as Han Cheng complained, the stones had already rushed into the yard non-stop, and the bamboo poles and branches behind swept to the gate of the tribe, shaking the gate back and forth.

Before the gate was quiet, the stone had already come to Han Cheng with a bamboo pole, wrapped in billowing smoke and dust.

Don't say anything, just be happy.

But this meaning has been expressed very clearly, that is, I have got the bamboo pole back, let's start quickly.

Looking at it, Han Cheng really wanted to hit him on the head a few times.

But after all, he held back, and after breaking the bamboo for a while, he began to break the bamboo strips.

Han Cheng is not a professional with this thing, and after breaking it for a long time, he couldn't break it out properly.

After realizing what the Son of God wanted to make, the stone was extremely winking at this moment, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

After a while, he came over with a limp who was dragged by him.

Seeing the lame figure, Han Chengcheng couldn't help but want to howl.

This little bastard Shitou is really looking for trouble for nothing, he wants to beat himself to death!

Lame and broken bamboo strips are professionals, and as a person who cultivated lame, he is very clear about this.

The reason why I know that Lai's technique is very good, but I don't go looking for it, but insist on doing it myself here, is because in addition to living well, Lai is still a big mouth!

All the new things that he knows will be quickly dismissed, especially when it comes to Han Cheng's creation of new things, there is a persistent existence.

In the past, Han Cheng still enjoyed the strange atmosphere where many people gathered around to watch. After all, it was better to pretend to be aggressive.

But this time, it's quite different. He still has no idea about the refractory matter...