Then Qihuo rolled up his sleeves, poured out the yellow mud on the ground, and added water to it. While adding water, he bent his head and took a few sips. When he swallowed, he made a gurgling sound. He shook his head, "It's not as good as ice water after all."
Delicious.”
He looked back at Tang Yang, "Bring me another piece of ice to chew on."
Tang Yang had to ask someone to go again. After a while, he brought a large piece of ice up. Qihuo pinched a piece on the corner of the ice cube with his fingers. The ice cube was very hard. He broke it off casually like this.
, put it directly into your mouth.
"tasty!"
After he finished speaking, a crunching sound came from his mouth.
Yuan Qingling and her children also came to the door. Seeing him eating ice like this, a ball of fire arose in his heart for no reason, and he walked in like a ghost, "Pinch a piece for me!"
As soon as she said this, she was stunned. Yu Wenhao stood up hurriedly and tried to pull her away, but Qihuo looked at her sideways and said with a smile: "Well, okay!"
He casually broke it off and gave Yuan Qing Ling a piece. Yuan Qing hurriedly put it into his mouth, showing the same satisfied expression as Qi Huo. When Qi Huo saw this, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
Very happy.
Everyone looked at this strange scene and had the urge to break off a piece of ice and eat it.
Yu Wenhao still pulled Yuan Qingling back and asked Tang Yang to clear the place again. Although he didn't know what this person was going to do, he still didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he still had to be careful. The fewer people there, the better.
Qihuo was mixing the yellow mud, rubbing his palms on the yellow mud, and it soon became soft. The yellow mud was very sticky, and it seemed even more elastic under his hands. He suddenly looked back.
He looked at Yu Wenhao intently, which made Yu Wenhao feel nervous and muttered: "What are you looking at?"
Praying for Fire said nothing, turned his head and began to knead the reconciled clay.
The speed of his hands was very fast, and his movements were up and down like a phantom. In just a moment, he formed a prototype. Everyone looked at it, and it looked like a human head.
When the fourth master saw this, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically, "Is your Majesty trying to cut off someone's head to pretend to be the prince?
The Qin family in the Northern Desert is famous for being shrewd in distinguishing between real and fake heads, how can they give you millions of gold without distinguishing between them?"
Qihuo didn't even raise his head and said calmly: "You mean, I should take a real human head?"
With one sentence, the Fourth Master was immediately speechless. Yu Wenhao and his wife, Xu Yi and his wife, and Tang Yang all looked over. It was the first time that they did not give the Fourth Master face, and they all said in unison: "Shut up!"
Fourth Master closed his mouth, but there was still an expression of disbelief on his face. He felt that this move was too stupid. As expected, people with well-developed limbs have simple brains. He is so good at martial arts, so he is destined to have a low IQ.
Qihuo ignored him and continued to squeeze. There was silence in the main hall. No one spoke, nor did they open the door and go out, wanting to see what this person looked like in the end.
After about half an hour, it finally took shape, with eyes, ears, mouth and nose. It does look like Yu Wenhao, but the person made of clay will be dry after it dries, and the similarity will be greater.
reduce.
At this moment, even Xu Yi couldn't help but say: "This doesn't look like a real human head."
"What do you know?
It’s like it’s been burned.”
"But it's so dry, there's no hair left on it."
Qihuo finally fixed the ears, pinched out the earlobes, then raised his head and looked at Xu Yi, "After people die, they have to do everything. Why don't you try cutting off your own head and leaving it for a few days to see what it turns into?"
appearance?"
Xu Yi took a step back and shook his head in horror, he didn't want to.
Qihuo picked up the human head and handed it to Tang Yang, "Take it to the kiln and burn it. After burning it, take a few drops of the prince's blood and pour it into it from the Tianling Gai."
"Can this be done?"
Tang Yang was still a little wary at this moment, but he was not as nervous as before, because if this person wanted to kill the prince, he would have done it long ago, and there was no need to knead the soil and grill it.
"I don't know, it's my first time doing it."
Praying for fire said calmly and authentically.
Yu Wenhao was somewhat interested in seeing what the burned head would look like, so he asked Tang Yang to do as he asked.
Tang Yang took off his outer clothes, covered the head, and carried him out. Although he was a clay figure, he still looked like a prince. When Tang Yang carried him out, everyone felt strange.
Qihuo sat down. He looked at Yuan Qingling, his eyes gradually fell on her belly, and asked: "How long until my disciple is born?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, disciple?
Yu Wenhao immediately pulled Yuan Qingling back to sit beside him, and said calmly: "Why do you say this?"
Qi Huo was startled for a moment, "My disciple, the one in the princess's belly is my disciple, don't you know?"
"We really don't know."
Yu Wenhao was a little angry. Although this man had great martial arts skills, the child was his. He, the father, didn't even know about it. Who promised it?
Qihuo was a little angry, "Didn't you agree?
I agreed that the child in the Crown Princess's belly would be my disciple, so I am willing to come here."
Yuan Qingling heard something, "Who did you talk to?"
"Zhen Yifeng."
Who is Zhen Yifeng?
Everyone looked at each other and had never heard of this name.
Qi Huo looked at everyone's shocked faces and couldn't sit still, "Is this Beitang?"
"It's Beitang!"
Xu Yi said.
"Then this is Prince Chu's Mansion?"
He looked at Yu Wenhao, "Are you Yu Wenhao, the crown prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty?"
"Yes, that's right, but we don't know Zhen Yifeng!"
Yu Wenhao looked at him suspiciously, thinking that he was pretending to be crazy, but there was no trace of it. He looked really angry.
Yuan Qingling asked: "Who is Zhen Yifeng?"
Qihuo seemed to have just remembered his title here, and said hurriedly: "Prince Anfeng!"
"Prince Anfeng?"
Yu Wenhao was relieved and explained: "Prince Anfeng's name is not Zhen Yifeng, his name is Yu Wenxiao."
"Yeah?"
Qi Huo looked suspicious, as if he thought that Prince Anfeng was named Zhen Yifeng instead of Yu Wenxiao.
Hearing that they were sent by Prince Anfeng, Yu Wenhao's heart dropped, and his hostility towards Qihuo disappeared. He didn't expect that Prince Anfeng would not only accompany him on the expedition, but also arrange so many things.
He admired Prince Anfeng very much. When Qihuo said his name, he suddenly felt that the clay head could really get away with it.
Yuan Qingling asked about his relationship with Prince Anfeng. Qihuo bluntly said that he was not very familiar with him, but he knew him. He had always wanted to accept a disciple. Prince Anfeng sent someone to find him a few days ago and asked him to take over the Qin family in Beimo.
He cheated him out of the gold, and then promised to point out the child in the princess's belly to him as his apprentice.
"But if the people of the Northern Desert are not fooled, what can they do?"
Fourth Master asked.
Qi Huo said: "They will definitely be fooled, but they may default on the money, because now the Northern Tang Army has gone out to fight, and war is inevitable. They will keep the gold and use it for the war."