Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and saw that the ground was paved with blue bricks, and then there was something made of white porcelain that looked like a chair. It could be sat on, but it was hollow, and there was a piece protruding from the bottom, which seemed to reach outside the wall.
There is something like a small water tank behind the chair, which is filled with water and hung down by a rope.
Liuhuo couldn't help but pull forward, and water rushed out.
He was so startled that he jumped up and looked at it in confusion.
"Miss, what is this?"
Su Mo smiled and said nothing, and Liuhuo begged Liuyun, "Brother, ask Miss, what is this? It's killing me. I'm really curious."
Liuyun was also very curious, but he was holding it in and said in his ear: "We'll find out later."
Although the young master said nothing, his always cold eyes were shining brightly now. It would be strange not to be curious.
As long as the young master knows, they will definitely know.
Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Xu San finally couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. When the young lady told him such a thing, he was even more confused as a monk.
The porcelain master was asked to use a kiln mouth to fumble for a year before he was able to produce something that the lady was satisfied with.
Liuhuo and the others immediately approached Xu San to ask, and Su Mo took Huangfujin out to visit other places.
Huangfujin followed her to see some low walls, barbed wire fences, high and low timbers, suspension bridges...
Don't know what the use is.
He glanced back and saw that Liuhuo and the others were surrounding Xu San and Liu Da. He reached out to pick up Su Mo, and the two of them jumped up to a parasol tree with a huge canopy, and sat firmly on a branch.
"Little Jasmine, it's time to tell me now."
If you look at it further, your ten years of calm cultivation will really break down.
Liuhuo looked like a curious baby, asking questions here and there.
He was almost infected.
Su Mo chuckled, leaned into his arms, pulled a strand of her hair and twisted it casually, "Take a day off and I'll tell you tomorrow."
Huangfu Jin stretched out a finger and breathed, threatening: "I want to know now. Tell them tomorrow."
Su Mo hurriedly twisted around and begged for mercy, "Don't tickle me, or I'll be in trouble with you."
Huangfu Jinxiao looked at her slightly, and slowly picked off a sycamore leaf, which was delicate and green, and tore it apart little by little, revealing the veins inside.
