The old man smiled, and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "Okay, you little doll I like tightly, today I will satisfy your curiosity and let you see for a long time." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small wire knife specially used for carving from the toolbox on one side, walked to the pile of clay sculptures on the southeast side, chose a small clay sculpture with a cute shape, and carved eyes on the face of the clay sculpture with a horse step.

Soon, the clay sculpture changed. The originally dull and stiff skin became smooth in an instant, the face was radiant, and the eyes were bright.

It blinked and laughed crisply. The lotus-like arm moved slightly, and a bell tied to the wrist suddenly sounded.

It wore only a small red belly pocket, a tuft of black hair like a goat's beard on the top of its head, and walked in circles around the old man with fat legs.

The old man smiled, his face kind, as if looking at his grandson.

"This ...... This is amazing!" Hu Haoran's mouth opened into an O-shape, and he stared at the little clay sculpture with bulging eyes.

The little clay sculpture ran in front of him, spun around a few times, and then began to run like a mischievous child on the third floor.

In order to let Hu Haoran see it, the old man directly turned on the lights on the entire floor. Gu Yue and the three of them were so shocked by this sudden light that they almost knocked down the clay sculptures around them.

Fortunately, there are too many clay sculptures here to count, and the three of Gu Yue used the cover of the clay sculptures to hide in another place. But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the little clay sculpture suddenly ran to their side, and the fat arm pointed at Gu Yue and said the word "ah".

Gu Yue was so shocked that he was in a cold sweat, and was hesitating whether to go up and kill it, when Hu Haoran chased after him. When he saw Gu Yue, he was so surprised that he almost screamed.

The latter hurriedly made a silent gesture to him, Hu Haoran squatted down, reflexively covered the mouth of the little clay sculpture, his eyes swept over Gu Yue and the three of them, and turned around with the clay sculpture, intending to take the clay sculpture away from Gu Yue and the three of them first.

With a "bang", Hu Haoran and the little clay sculpture both fell to the ground, scaring the three of Gu Yue, who were already thieves, into death.

"Emma, old man, why is this clay sculpture so heavy?" Hu Haoran scolded and got up from the ground, and used his strength to eat milk before dragging it away for a distance.

"This clay sculpture is unfinished, the inside is solid, it's strange if it's not heavy!" the old man looked at Hu Haoran gloatingly.

"Why did it suddenly become a clay sculpture again?" Hu Haoran couldn't help but ask looking at the little clay sculpture deadly, with its bare butt facing him, and losing its original vitality.

"Probably the eyeball came out of the fall just now!" the old man was surprised.

"Huh?" Hu Haoran looked at the eye socket of the little clay sculpture, and the eyeballs inside were really gone.

"You are a tofu scum project!" Hu Haoran complained while searching, looked around, and found that the two eyeballs rolled to Zhao Xiaojun's feet, and the latter's nervous eyes were about to fall out.

"If you can't find it, don't look for it, that's right, I'll have to pick it out later." The old man said and picked his nose.

"What do you mean?" Hu Haoran was about to ask Zhao Xiaojun to kick those two eyeballs over, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"You little doll, stupid to death. Sculpt the eyes, and the clay sculpture will come to life. In the same way, gouging out the eyeballs will revert to clay sculptures again. The old man went back to where he had been, and took the big wooden hammer and struck it again.

"Now that the eyeball has fallen out on its own, just throw it there. Every time you pick your eyes, it's also a test. After all, they looked like living people before they were pulled out. ”

The old man's tone seemed to be saying something very ordinary, but when Gu Yue heard it, they all got goosebumps.

On the other hand, they also understood that this old man was able to bring the clay sculpture to life, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

Hu Haoran glanced at Gu Yue, nodded to him quietly, and then walked to the old man's side and continued the carving just now.

"Old man, you just said that ordinary clay sculptures can come to life by carving eyes, is that still unusual?" Hu Haoran squatted down and carved the hem of his clothes.

The clay sculpture in front of him is a man tall, and the figure is a wonderful woman, judging from the clothing, it seems that it is not a modern person.

"Of course!" said the old man, blowing his beard, "the clay sculptures I have here can be divided into four qualities. Defective and unfinished products are classified as inferior products, ordinary products are inferior products, and then superior products and fine products. ”

"Ouch, you're so particular, people who don't know still think that you are alchemy, and there are so many grades. After Hu Haoran saw Gu Yue and a few people appear, it was obvious that he was also bolder, and he spoke even more politely.

"Little doll, talk and do the same, it's best to leave a line, and see each other in the future!" the old man leaned on the old man to teach him a lesson.

"Bah, you bad old man, I don't want to see you at all. Hu Haoran said disdainfully, changed the angle, and came to the side of the clay sculpture, where you could catch a glimpse of the figure of Gu Yue and the three of them, "By the way, do you have high-grade and high-quality clay sculptures here?"

"Why isn't there any?" the old man tilted his mouth and pointed back, "Oh, the ones over there are the best grades!"

Gu Yue and Hu Haoran looked over immediately, and then the four of them were shocked.

The direction of the old man's finger was a large studio, almost a hundred square meters, and there were clay sculptures neatly arranged in it, all of them were wearing red uniforms, and the style was similar to that on Gu Youyun's two bodies.

Are these the pillars of life and death of the Special Warfare Department?

Hu Haoran asked this question for the three of them.

"Old man, I seem to have seen these clay clothes somewhere, is there any special significance?"

"These are the ones I carved out of the threat, and the devil knows what the special meaning is!" the old man snorted.

"Who can threaten you, aren't you very capable, otherwise I wouldn't have been caught by you as a hard laborer!"

"Hmph, that's because I asked for her, old man, so I was willing to be coerced by her. Otherwise, there will be a real fight...... I probably won't be able to beat her either. The old man was very frustrated when he said this, and his dejected appearance made Gu Yue and the others a little crying and laughing.

"Who is that person, why did she threaten you to carve these clay sculptures?" Hu Haoran asked a question, which made Zhao Xiaojun secretly praise him in his heart.

"How do I know that!" the old man seemed to be very reluctant to mention this, "that woman is going to die when she picks the door, and a hundred clay sculptures can be exchanged for a flower on the other side." I want four tweeds from the other side, which means that I have to carve four hundred clay sculptures, and I won't arrest you as a hard laborer!"

Flowers on the other side!

Gu Yue and the three of them looked at each other, and sure enough, Feng Xiaoxiao's prompt was indeed here.

It's just that what does this old man want the flowers to do? Also, what does Feng Xiaoxiao want these clay sculptures to do? The doubts in his heart not only did not decrease, but became more and more.

"What are you doing?" Hu Haoran looked confused.

"This thing can help me resurrect the four beauties!" the old man looked at him with disdain.

"Huh, aren't the four beauties alive by carving their eyes?"

", which ear did you hear me say that!" the old man spat at him, "It has been said that the carved eyes can come to life, but they are only inferior or ordinary inferior, that's all!"

The old man pointed to the pile of unpainted unfinished products in front of him, and then turned his finger and pointed to the neatly arranged clay sculptures in the large studio, "These high-quality products can be brought to life just by carving the eyes." But at best, they are humanoid walking corpses, much worse than when they were alive. ”

"Wait, wait, there's too much information, let me digest it!" Hu Haoran interrupted the old man, his eyes wandering back and forth between the two piles of clay sculptures, "The difference between high-grade and inferior products is not just that they are not colored?"

"Who told you, I won't admit it!" the old man glared at him dissatisfiedly, "If there is only this difference between each grade, I will have nothing to do to grade them!

"It's shameless, your title is self-proclaimed!" Hu Haoran hit unceremoniously, "Do you have a certificate, take it out and I'll help you take a look, see if it's municipal, provincial, or Huazhou?"

The old man's face turned red and he was silent.

Gu Yue and the three of them were extremely speechless, the conversation between these two people was too unreliable, and they digressed while chatting. They wanted to be reminded, but they were in an awkward situation and couldn't speak out.

Gu Yue took a great risk and poked his head out to look at Hu Haoran, who finally came to his senses, "What, old man, where did we just go?"

The soles of Zhao Xiaojun's feet were weak and he almost fell.

"You ask me, who do I ask? I'm getting older, and it's normal for me to be forgetful. You said that you are young, what is not good to learn, you have to learn Alzheimer's!" the old man rolled his eyes, and the three of Zhao Xiaojun, who were hiding on the side, were vomiting blood in their hearts.

Hu Haoran seemed to be tired from squatting, so he simply sat on the ground, threw away the tools in his hand, and used the keen sense of touch on his fingers to control the subtle changes in the strength of the clay sculpture.

"Oh, remember, remember, the difference, the difference between grades!" Hu Haoran scratched the itch, and a few gray marks suddenly appeared on his face.

"The biggest difference between an inferior product and a superior product is the prototype. The old man didn't sell it this time, and without waiting for Hu Haoran to ask, he continued, "To be precise, there is no prototype of the inferior product, and it is all fabricated by his own imagination, that is, this person does not exist in the real world." ”

"As for the best products, they are generally based on people who have actually existed. So in order to bring the superior to life, something else needs to be used to assist it. ”

"That superior product has come to life, what about that prototype in the real world? Won't it cause confusion?" asked Hu Haoran, tilting his head.

"You don't have to worry about that, because those archetypes are dead!" the old man stroked his beard triumphantly.