Chapter 186 [I don’t have him either, but I am familiar with it.]
Cheng Yu took the other four ordinary clay dolls, raised his right hand casually, a "swish" sound was heard, and four clear water bubbles flew out of thin air.
Then he took out the Wujun Token from his arms, lightly touched it with his middle finger, then turned his hand and made a "chichi" sound, and four cold breaths popped up and merged into the blisters.
Then he threw the four clay dolls in his hands into the sky.
The bubbles rose up upon hearing the sound and firmly wrapped the four clay dolls in them.
Cheng Yu did not dare to neglect, fearing that the clay puppet would melt if it was soaked in water for too long. A white light flashed in his soul, and four transparent water bubbles in the air instantly condensed into ice.
Looking up at the four egg-shaped ice cubes floating in the air, Cheng Yu suddenly smiled: An unintentional little experiment, he actually made four sandwich ice creams.
Before, the four clay dolls were just held up in the air by ice plates, but these four are completely wrapped. After the spiritual energy is infiltrated, their whole bodies must be able to move?
After an hour of burning incense, four oval ice cubes had landed on the boulder.
It was estimated that it would take much longer than the previous time when the ice plate held up the clay doll, so Cheng Yu put away his water technique.
He suddenly remembered something, looked up at the distant sky, and felt a trace of doubt in his heart.
In the past, the muffled thunder followed every time I performed water magic, but this time I was actually late.
He stared at the sky and recalled carefully. In fact, it was not just this time. During the previous battle with the Huang family's father and daughter, he had also used water magic. At that time, the battle was in full swing and he had no time to pay attention. Now when he reviewed it again, he remembered,
There was no thunder that time either.
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement in the sky...
"Hey! Time is running out, why are you dazed?"
Jia Fei urged from the side.
Cheng Yu came back to his senses and lowered his head to look at the four clay dolls that were moving freely. A layer of white ice crystals on the surface of the four clay dolls made a soft "bang bang" sound one after another. After a while, the four white mist dissipated, and each of the clay dolls was revealed.
Unscathed.
He separated a spiritual thought and attached it to one of the warrior dolls, but he could only sense a very thin layer of watery breath around the clay doll's body. It was different from the black breath on the four soles of the clay doll before, and it was not enough to achieve the goal.
The degree of controllability.
Cheng Yu frowned, and tried to forcefully pour a new stream of spiritual thought into the clay doll. However, the breath of the spiritual thought seemed to be weakly anchored to the clay doll. After a while, the breath dissipated into nothingness, and it still remained.
Uncontrollable.
"Perhaps these things need to be kept warm in the kit for a while?"
Jia Fei reminded him at the side, and Cheng Yu immediately remembered that after he "forced a confession" from Hui Jiujiu, he did not notice the changes in the clay dolls at the first time. It was only after he put them back into the brocade bag that he was
Jia Fei discovered it.
From this point of view, this little tip is actually an incubator?
He put the four clay dolls into the kit, turned back and looked at the four who had previously played roles for Jia Fei, especially the armless warrior and the headless civil servant, which were really eye-catching standing on the boulder.
No wonder that as soon as these two broken clay dolls appeared, Hui Jiuji, who was still holding on, confessed everything on the spot.
Since you two have made a great contribution to saving Jia Fei, I will complete it for you.
Cheng Yu jumped off the boulder with a broken clay doll in one hand. Jia Fei saw this and hurriedly picked up the other two intact clay dolls to follow.
I saw this gentleman in white shirt walking in the forest, always looking down and searching, and from time to time he would bend down to pick up a handful from the ground.
Jia Fei walked close to him and saw that the white and slender hands were kneading a handful of soil.
Cheng Yu shook his head slightly and threw away the clay on his hand. Although he had never made a clay figure before, he also knew that he needed to choose high clay.
The soil in the forest is obviously not good at the moment.
Just like that, she walked all the way down the mountain, watching her "wooden lump" search all the way until she reached the bamboo sea where there was a series of battles the day before yesterday.
Hmm?
Cheng Yu suddenly stopped and his eyes were attracted by what was a few feet away.
There is a small piece of light loess there, which was left over from the previous fight with the Huang family's father and daughter. The most surprising thing is that this piece of soil still has a trace of earthy atmosphere!
Cheng Yu took a few steps and rushed forward, bent down and grabbed a handful, so earthy!
He rubbed the loess with his left hand, and drew a handful of water with his right hand, mixed it with the loess in his hand to form clay, and then began to rub it repeatedly.
First, I rolled out two slightly thicker upper arms, but when I kneaded them with the torso, I found that the viscosity was still not enough.
Jia Fei has been watching from the side, and she is also a little eager to try. She is about to help when she hears Cheng Yu say to her:
"I'd like to trouble you to go to Dad Zhang's tofu shop again and borrow some sugar juice."
Jia Fei didn't know what he wanted to do with this, but since it was his suggestion, everyone refused to listen, and immediately turned around and skipped away to the foot of the mountain.
Cheng Yu continued to focus on shaping his forearms and two hands. The clay hands were naturally not too realistic, but they still had all five fingers.
He took one look at the work in his hand, shook his head, kneaded it into a ball and started over again.
After repeating this four or five times, you can find some feeling and finally come up with a pair that you are quite satisfied with.
As soon as I finished doing this, I saw a green shadow jumping from the bottom of the mountain.
This cat demon actually brought back a clay pot.
"Here! The sugar juice you want."
How can we use so many?
Cheng Yu shook his head and asked with a helpless smile:
"How much money did it cost?"
"Then my husband didn't care about my request for money. He said that it would be used as payment for the writing fees for previous letters. He also said that if it was not enough, he would have another jar ready for me to take at any time. Is it enough?"
"It's enough, we don't need so much."
"Then leave the rest for me to eat."
After Jia Fei finished speaking, he put his little finger into the jar and pulled out a thin piece of light amber wire. He opened his mouth and took the finger in his mouth and sucked it.
The helpless Cheng Yu was speechless and had to use his consciousness to sense that most of the sticky sugar juice in the jar was full.
Jia Fei took one bite and all the greedy food came out of him. Just as he was about to take another dip, he saw a drop of sugar juice floating up from the jar, and rushed towards Cheng Yu's hand with a "swish" sound.
Cheng Yu mixed the sugar juice into the loess. Although the viscosity was much stronger, it was still a bit loose.
He lowered his head and thought, and vaguely remembered that in Qingluo Village last year, the masons occasionally mentioned when they were molding clay tires that if the clay tires were to be formed firmly, some finely chopped straw should be mixed into the clay to increase the fastness.
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But where can I find straw now?
He raised his head and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Jia Fei beside him.
Jia Fei, who was watching on the sidelines, suddenly saw the eyes of the other party looking at him with heat. He felt a little embarrassed at the bright-eyed cat demon, and hurriedly lowered his head to find out what was wrong with him.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yu said:
"I have to trouble you with one more thing."
Jia Fei opened her almond-shaped eyes and looked at Cheng Yu, her heart skipping a beat. Even the depressed Hu Meizi trapped in her demon core felt a wave of strong throbbing reverberate in her consciousness.
"You...you said..."
Jia Fei stuttered.
"Can you please get some more broken bamboo chips? The more broken they are, the better."
"Ah?"
Jia Fei, who was caught off guard, didn't understand why and had mixed emotions: Looking at your serious look, I thought you were going to... Turns out you were just getting some bamboo shavings.
She muttered something like she was complaining, but her hands were so agile that she didn't stop. She pinched it in the air, and there was a piece of bamboo between her two fingers.
He kneaded it into a ball again and again and held it in his hands. His whole body lit up with a green light, and the demonic energy overflowed a little. Suddenly, the sound of frightened birds flapping and flying was heard in the sky.
Then Jia Fei spread out her fair little hands, and the palms of her palms were filled with evenly chopped bamboo shavings.
Cheng Yu lowered his head and shook his head slightly:
"It's not thin enough, can it be made smaller?"
"What's so difficult about this?"
After Jia Fei finished speaking, he clenched his hands into fists again, and a green light flashed all over his body. After spreading his palms, the bamboo shavings in his palms were almost reduced to fine particles.
Cheng Yu nodded when he saw it, it should be okay.
Jia Fei stretched out his hand and pinched out a handful of fine, sand-like bamboo shavings, mixed them into the loess mixed with sugar juice, and after repeated kneading, the viscosity and hardness were finally sufficient, and he kneaded the two newly made severed arms until they were soft enough.
On the warrior's torso.
"Hey! Your skills are quite skillful, but are they passed down from ancestors?"
Jia Fei said with a teasing smile.
Cheng Yu laughed, thinking of the failed works that he had destroyed before, and suddenly remembered an allusion, and immediately replied jokingly:
"I don't have him either, but my hands are familiar with you."
Hearing this, Jia Fei lowered his head and took a few more glances at Cheng Yu's hands. Well... these hands are really attractive.
At this time, there was the last headless civil servant figure left on the boulder. It was holding a wat board, with a big belly and a crimson python robe. Although it was headless, when Cheng Yu took a look, the first thing he thought of was Qian Wenbing, the civil servant of Qingchuan County. p>
His hand didn't stop. Jia Fei stretched out his head and looked attentively. But the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the face of the clay doll that was gradually forming in Cheng Yu's hand was so familiar.