When Gu Xiaobai woke up again from six hundred years ago, the sky was just dawning.

Beside him, Hua Zhongjun has disappeared.

"Sister?"

Gu Xiaobai remembered the legend that Zhu Qinan told him, his heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly got up, and found that the food was on the table, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The only one who can cook for himself is Hua Zhongjun.

But he looked around, but Hua Zhongjun was gone, and in Gu Xiaobai's heart, that bad feeling became even stronger, and he turned around and ran.

After running out for dozens of meters, Gu Xiaobai suddenly remembered something, turned around and returned to the room, looked left and right, grabbed a sickle in the corner, and then turned around and went out.

At this time, the sky has not yet brightened, and there are not many people moving.

Gu Xiaobai was walking alone on the road, the morning fog was filled, and there was no one around.

Gu Xiaobai was worried in his heart, and his pace was getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, he heard a howl from the thick fog, and suddenly another behemoth rushed out of the slash.

Another bite of wild boar!

But it's not yesterday's one!

This wild boar has no tusks and is supposed to be a sow, wild boars are nocturnal creatures that prefer to forage at dusk or early morning, and wild boars that live in human gathering areas tend to come out at night.

This should be a wild boar that has just finished foraging and is returning to its nest, and it didn't expect to meet a person here, but I don't know if it's because it didn't find enough food at night, or because Gu Xiaobai's size is too small, which obviously makes it have some kind of bad intentions.

Its two eyes were staring at Gu Xiaobai tightly, flashing with fierce light, and rushed up with a scream.

At this moment, the sickle in Gu Xiaobai's hand was rounded and slashed straight at the wild boar's neck.

"Poof" sounded, bringing out a blood stain, the wild boar was in pain, turned around and ran.

The wild boar's hair was already very hard, and at this time, the body was covered with rosin and mud, like a thick layer of armor, and Gu Xiaobai's sickle only brought some flesh wounds.

Gu Xiaobai shouted angrily: "Where to run!"

Wielding his scythe, he chased after him, but when he didn't catch up with the big boar, he tripped over something and almost fell into a.

Looking down, a dizzy little piglet was looking at him blankly.

In the bell foundry, Hua Yan's eyes were red.

He hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights.

At this moment, there are two difficulties in casting this bell.

One is that the weather turns colder, the temperature drops, and the copper water loses temperature quickly during the casting process, and there is no way to ensure the temperature.

If you want to keep the copper water at the right temperature during casting, you can either increase the furnace temperature or strengthen the heat preservation.

The temperature of the furnace has been mentioned, it is more than 1,000 degrees of copper water, and it can't be wrapped in a quilt to keep it warm.

If you want to heat up again, the open smelting furnace itself is made of thick clay, which has the limitation of heating and temperature storage, and there is nothing to mention......

During this time, Hua Yan and other craftsmen worked hard to think of various ways to improve the furnace and increase the number of manpower......

But the date is approaching, and there is only one clay fan left in advance.

Today is their only chance.

A carriage stopped in the bell foundry, and the old face of the monk Daoyan poked his head out of the window of the carriage, and his dim eyes passed through the black smoke of the casting site, quietly looking at the casting site.

Around him, the soldiers and axemen were already sharpening their knives.

Although the 30th date has not arrived, if it is not successful today, they don't mind cutting off a few heads.

"Ready to cast!" Hua Yan ordered with a hoarse order, and the craftsmen lifted the furnaces again, pouring the boiling copper water down.

The hot copper water collects above the pouring mouth and slowly flows downward.

"Go on!"

The scorching copper water converged into rolling magma, but the flow of the copper water was getting slower and slower, and there were already signs of condensation at the bottom.

"How can you ......" Seeing that the ending was still like this, Hua Yan's eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

Behind him, Hua Zhongjun was quietly looking at the copper water above the pouring opening.

At this moment, she suddenly gritted her teeth, and she said to Hua Yan: "Dad, take good care of Xiaobai ......" and rushed in the direction of the pouring mouth.

"Zhong Jun!" Hua Yan was taken aback, "What are you going to do!"

Hua Zhongjun didn't dare to turn back, she was afraid that once she turned around, she would never dare to do this again.

Anyway...... Anyway, if the bell is not cast, it will be death, and if you use your own death, you will have a long life for your father and Xiaobai......

I'm worth it even if I'm dead......

Xiaobai is so smart, he will definitely be able to inherit his father's craftsmanship and become the best coppersmith in the world, then I will be able to look at it......

She reached the top of the sprinkling and leaped forward.

But before he could jump up, he was hugged by his thigh.

"Sister!" Gu Xiaobai hugged Hua Zhongjun's thigh.

"Xiaobai, let go of me, let me go, you let go of me......" Hua Zhongjun struggled desperately.

"Don't be stupid, you are my sister, I won't let you die!" Gu Xiaobai hugged Hua Zhongjun to death.

Absolutely, absolutely!

Absolute!!!!

Definitely not let you die!!

I've seen someone I care about die in front of me once, and I will never allow it a second time!

"Come on, help me stop her!" Gu Xiaobai's strength alone is not as great as Hua Zhongjun's after all, and he is gradually about to be freed.

The coppersmiths all around, however, stood there, motionless.

They looked at Hua Zhongjun, but their eyes were full of hope.

The legend of casting the bell first has been passed down since ancient times, and it has been passed on by mouth among craftsmen, if not, Hua Zhongjun will not know this legend.

But at this moment, who is willing to sacrifice themselves?

Anyway, if you can't cast it, you're just dead, and if you die, what's it?

Before life and death, people's hearts were like knives, and they even wanted to step forward and push them down.

"You fuck ......" Gu Xiaobai exploded.

You should have let that old monk kill you all!"

In the distance, the old monk didn't want to kill these people, and even wanted Hua Zhongjun to jump into the pit.

"If my sister dies, I'll kill all of you!" Gu Xiaobai's gaze swept over the scene, gritting his teeth.

What the hell is the bell?

What a craftsman, what a monk Daoyan! What a Ming Dynasty!

Believe it or not, Lao Tzu can kill the emperor Lao Er on the dragon chair!

Hua Zhongjun gradually broke free from Gu Xiaobai's clamps, and was about to slide into the deep pit, but at this moment, another hand stretched out from the side and grabbed Hua Zhongjun tightly.

But it was Hua Yan, he tried his best to drag Hua Zhongjun up.

Gu Xiaobai had no strength for a long time, he let go of his hand, found that his teeth were broken, and sat next to him.

"Dad, Dad, you let me go, let me go......" Hua Zhongjun cried, "Xiaobai is still so young, I don't want Xiaobai to die, woo woo woo woo ......"

"No, if you have to cast people, then let me come, you and Xiaobai are still young......"

The father and daughter hugged their heads and cried.

In fact, it was originally the father and son who hugged their heads and cried, but Gu Xiaobai really didn't even have the strength to cry.

After a long time, he stood up and said, "If casting people is useful, then casting a pig is no different, they are all spiritual things, you see......"

The little wild boar that he picked up was pinned down here, and the fireworks were rolling around it, so frightened that it trembled and did not dare to run around.

Gu Xiaobai turned around, flew up with a kick, and kicked it into the pit.

With a "whoop", the little pig howled miserably in the air.

What did I do wrong, why did this to me!

"It's not going to work, is it? Gu Xiaobai pointed to the pouring mouth.

I saw that the little pig didn't even scream, it was scalded in an instant, and then it burned with a "whoosh".

The raging flame made the temperature around rise suddenly, this is a fat and tender little suckling pig, with a lot of fat on the body, and the fat burns, so that the copper water that has been cooled down will heat up again.

Gu Xiaobai: "Uh......"

It turns out that the so-called legend of casting the bell first casts the man, in fact, there is nothing wrong?

He sniffed, and even the smoke and dust around him could not hide the rich aroma of roast suckling pig.

"It smells so good!"