Chapter 7 1 False Alarm

Looking at the fruits of labor placed in front of him, Feng Yun frowned slightly.

Bei noticed the change in his expression, and asked with concern: "Brother Yun, what's wrong? Failed?"

"Let's put it that way."

There was a little discouragement in his tone.

This time firing pottery can be said to have failed.

Many were cracked, some that were not cracked were deformed, and the rest were far from acceptable.

Fengyun broke it, and without much effort, they broke, and their strength was much worse.

At this time, he really understood the truth that knowing is easier than doing.

He knows the principle of firing pottery, but it is not so easy to really fire qualified pottery.

Anyway, there is plenty of time, and a few more experiments will surely succeed.

Fengyun encouraged himself in his heart.

I looked up at the sun and found that it was almost behind the distant mountains.

He looked at Bei and found that there was still worry on her face. He smiled and said in relief, "You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine."

"real?"

"Of course it's true. This is my first time making pottery. It's normal to fail. If you try a few more times, you will succeed."

"I trust you."

Bei looked into Fengyun's eyes, which were full of trust.

Fengyun smiled, and the depression in his heart was swept away.

He reached out and rubbed Bei's head, making her hair more messy.

"It's time for dinner. What would you like to eat?"

Bei didn't dodge, instead he pushed his head against Fengyun's palm.

"I want to eat braised pork, beggar's chicken, fried pork chops, big meatballs, fried shredded pork, and..."

Bei reported nearly twenty dishes in one gulp, almost all the dishes that Fengyun had cooked.

"Little greedy cat, you know how to eat."

Fengyun smiled and started cooking.

Of course, he didn't cook all the dishes reported by Bei, but he also cooked four or five dishes, each of which was so generous that Bei could hardly walk.

The two chatted for a while longer, and Bei's eyelids began to fight.

Fengyun decides to send Bei back.

Before leaving, Fengyun took out a thick stack of papers, and took two pottery bowls that were still in good shape.

Bei asked for the clay bowl.

Fengyun didn't care either.

Don't say it's two unqualified products, but high-quality products that pass the quality standard. With the relationship between him and Bei, as long as she wants him, he will give it to her.

After returning, Fengyun didn't sleep, but deduced the reason for the failure of pottery firing in his brain, and also thought about the improvement plan.

But he didn't know that Bei, who was sent back by him, didn't go to sleep as soon as he got back as usual, but went to a place, and brought a piece of paper and a pottery bowl.

When the gatekeeper saw Bei, he didn't stop her, but just nodded to her, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"Hello, Uncle Mu."

Bei Tiantian called out and walked into the stone house.

With the bright light radiated from the snake's eyes, the room can be seen at a glance.

Wu Zheng was sitting in front of a big rock that was used as a table, holding a charred black branch to write and draw on a piece of animal skin, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Bei walked in front of the stone, didn't speak, just watched quietly.

After a while, the witch put down the branch, rolled up the animal skin, put it aside, raised his head, looked at Bei, with a kind smile on his face: "It's Bei. It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?" ?”

"Wu, I want you to take a look at them."

As Bei said, he took out the paper and pottery bowl hidden behind his back and placed them on the stone.

Wu's eyes were immediately attracted by them.

He first reached out and picked up the pottery bowl, examined it carefully, and soon a confused expression appeared on his face.

Gently put the pottery bowl away, and picked up the piece of paper.

The charcoal from his hands had left a black mark on it.

A regretful expression immediately appeared on his face, he hurriedly put the paper back on the table, wiped his hands over and over again, and then picked it up again.

Wu gently stroked/touched its smooth surface, carefully, as if it was some kind of rare treasure.

Every move of Wu fell into Bei's eyes, and she couldn't help showing a proud smile on her face.

She would show the witch the paper and pottery bowl, not because she realized their extraordinary value, but just to let him know how great Fengyun is, a kind of child's heart.

After a full quarter of an hour, Wu raised his head and looked at Bei, but the expression on his face became very serious: "Bei, where did you get these things?"

His tone was also very harsh.

"What's wrong?"

Bei was a little frightened, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Wu also seemed to realize that he was too strict, and the expression on his face softened a little: "You don't have to worry, I just want to know who gave them to you?"

His heart did not relax at all.

At first, he was attracted by the exquisiteness of the paper and pottery bowls, but he soon felt the danger from them, the great danger, the danger of destroying the entire tribe of Yan snakes.

He knew the situation of the Yan Snake tribe very well, and he could be sure that neither the paper nor the pottery bowl belonged to the tribe.

Now the problem is serious.

It is not from the tribe, but from outside, which means that the location of the tribe has already been known by others.

Fifty years ago, if you knew it, you would know it, and it was no big deal.

At that time, the tribe had over 10,000 people and more than 2,000 elite fighters, and few of them dared to think otherwise.

It is different now, the number of people is less than one-fifth of that at its peak, and it will only be in the early two thousand, and there are less than two hundred people who can be called elites.

What's more deadly is that since the catastrophe fifty years ago, there has never been a new high-level warrior in the tribe.

The Snake God Mountain is the last hiding place.

Once it is known by others, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it may lead to the complete destruction of the entire tribe.

Although fifty years have passed since the catastrophe that almost destroyed the entire Yan Snake Tribe, as a witness to that disaster, those bloody and terrifying scenes were deeply imprinted in his mind, and he will never forget it.

He didn't want the tragedy to happen again, even if it cost his life, he would stop it.

Bei couldn't get a glimpse of Wu's true thoughts, so he said truthfully, "These are all given to me by Brother Yun."

"Cloud? Which cloud?"

"It's Brother Yun who came with me not long ago. Wu, why did you forget?"

"It's really him?"

Wu's complexion suddenly became gloomy, as if he had aged ten years suddenly.

"How could it be him? How could it be him..."

Wu's heart roared unwillingly, and it was in vain for him to put the hope of the tribe's revival on him.

"Wu, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing Wu's complexion, Bei immediately showed concern.

"I'm fine."

Seeing Bei's clear and pure eyes, Wu's fluctuating mood gradually calmed down.

At the same time, his mind began to clear up.

wrong. The results of divination are infallible. Since it is auspicious, it means that Yun will never do anything unfavorable to the tribe.

But how did these things appear in his hands?

Wu thought for a while, and decided to ask Bei for the answer directly: "Bei, how did Yun get these things?"

"They were all created by Brother Yun."

"Created by clouds?"

Wu could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart: "You mean, he didn't get these things from outside?"

Bei didn't notice Wu's emotional change, and showed a puzzled expression: "Outside? What outside? Wu, I don't understand."

"I mean are they really all made by the cloud itself?"

"Of course Brother Yun made it himself. I saw it with my own eyes."

A trace of displeasure appeared on Bei's face, as if he felt Wu shouldn't doubt Fengyun's ability.

Realizing that he was a complete false alarm, Wu's mood was like the clear sky after the rain, the haze was swept away, and he didn't care about Bei's performance at all.

But the curiosity in his heart was also aroused. He wanted to know how paper and pottery were made.

His experience is many times richer than that of Bei, and he has faintly realized their extraordinary value.

He showed a gentle smile and said, "I don't doubt Yun, it's just that these things are so good, and Yun is still a child, which really surprised me. Yun is really a smart child."

"Wu, you don't know, Brother Yun is so smart. What are these? He also cooks a lot of delicious food. If you eat it, it will definitely make you unable to walk."

Bei smiled, her face was full of pride, it seemed that Wu was more happy to praise Fengyun than she herself was to be praised.

"Really? I must taste it when I have time. Well, tell me what they are and what they are made of."

Bei readily agreed, pointing and explaining: "This is called paper, and it is made of tree bark. The bark is first... This is called a pottery bowl, and it is made of mud. The mud is first..."

In order to maximize the extraordinary performance of Fengyun, Bei explained the production process of papermaking and pottery firing in great detail.

Wu didn't even need to ask any more questions, he already understood it completely.

"Yun is really a smart boy!"

After listening to Bei's explanation, Wu once again praised Fengyun, this time from the bottom of his heart.

The process of making paper and firing pottery may not be very complicated, but it is really remarkable to think of it.

Having achieved her goal, Bay felt drowsiness starting to come to her, and she began to yawn.

"Bei, go back to sleep when you're sleepy."

"Wu, I'm leaving."

Inspector Bei grabbed the paper and pottery bowls on the table.

"Baby, wait a minute."

"Um?"

"This paper and pottery bowl is really good. I want to keep it for another look. You can take it back in two days. Okay?"

"this?"

Bei seemed a little hesitant, but he still nodded when he thought of Wu's compliment to Fengyun.

"Okay. But I can only watch it for one day, and I will pick it up tomorrow night."

"Okay. I'll pay you back tomorrow."

After Bei left, Wu fell into deep thought.

After about half an hour, he stood up, found a piece of animal skin, carefully wrapped the paper and pottery bowl, and said softly to himself: "I originally planned to do some things later, but now it seems that it is better to do it sooner rather than later." late."

After all, he walked towards the door.

He explained a few words to the gatekeeper, and walked along a small path to the corner of the tribe.

Soon, his figure disappeared into the thick night.

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