Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Fire
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"Mr. Ye, you, you don't want to use a lighter to ignite the oil on this tree?"
Li Yang couldn't help but ask. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Burning hibiscus wood, does this really work?
Wouldn't the entire tree be burned down and eventually turned to ashes?
This is the idea of a madman.
Hibiscus wood is a national treasure.
Once burned, who can afford to take this responsibility.
If it's natural decay, forget it, now they want to watch Ye Xiaochen burn the Fusang wood.
A sensible person will definitely not agree.
"What am I going to do with a lighter and oil if I don't light it?"
Seeing everyone's expressions, Ye Xiaochen couldn't help but smile and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry, the fire can't burn the Fusang wood." ”
"This is a tree, and it's not made of iron, how can it not burn to death!"
Academician Yang almost blew his beard and glared.
Others couldn't laugh or cry either.
Li Tingting suddenly felt that she should still believe Ye Xiaochen?
"Director Liu, you decide, if you don't burn, I'll leave now, of course, I spent a lot of money to prepare this potion, you have to reimburse me."
Ye Xiaochen shrugged his shoulders.
The burning of Fuso wood is indeed quite shocking.
It's a pity that there is such a hibiscus tree.
If Liu Yang and the others were really unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
This Fusang wood belongs to the state, so he can't grab it, he doesn't have this ability yet.
Liu Yang hesitated for a while.
His heart was in a fierce battle.
He really wanted to save this hibiscus tree!
However, if Ye Xiaochen was allowed to do this, did he really burn the Fusang wood to ashes?
Isn't he a sinner of the state?
"Ye Xiaochen, can you guarantee it?"
Li Yang suddenly looked at Ye Xiaochen and asked in a deep voice.
Li Tingting was taken aback and looked at her grandfather, she understood her grandfather's character, she didn't play cards according to common sense, and she was very stubborn.
After the excavation of the Mawangdui ancient tombs, only the grandfather insisted that the Nalicang tomb was not the main tomb.
Who believed it at the time?
In the end, my grandfather studied archaeology alone for more than ten years, and finally excavated the real main tomb now.
She wanted to stop her grandfather, after all, the responsibility was too great.
However, when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly couldn't speak, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Xiaochen, feeling a strange feeling, as if she should believe him once.
"Guaranteed? Hehe, of course I can assure you, the question is whether you can believe it or not. ”
Ye Xiaochen said with a smile.
"Ye Xiaochen, I have to remind you that this Fusang wood is the wealth of the country, if it is really burned to ashes, whether it will decay quickly in its natural state or not, you will be responsible, of course, including me, this is not something you can afford, I don't want you to put yourself in it."
Li Yang said solemnly.
This is no small matter.
It is something that can be related to one's own future and destiny.
For this hibiscus tree, even the central government attaches great importance to it.
Otherwise, how could a top domestic botanist like Academician Yang come here in person?
"Director Li, do you really want to believe him?"
Academician Yang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked a little puzzled.
This is obviously not in line with scientific common sense, he can't figure out how Li Yang could agree?
"For us archaeologists, the value of a cultural relic and antique is not its own, but the history and past it carries.
Li Yang said with great feeling: "If it is really as Mr. Ye said, the dead Fusang wood will be wiped out, then I would rather be this sinner." As long as there is the slightest possibility of life, I am willing to do whatever it takes,"
"Well, since Director Li agrees, I also agree, if something really happens, let's bear it together."
For Liu Yang's words, Academician Yang was in awe.
If you are an ordinary person, who can make this decision.
Li Yang is a madman who pursues the study of cultural relics.
He, Yang Kai, is also a madman.
Otherwise, we wouldn't be where we are today.
In that case, why not take a gamble?
If you win the bet, will you be able to keep a unique Fuso tree?
Lost the bet?
Whatever.
The others were silent, no one spoke.
They are unwilling to involve themselves like Academician Yang.
Of course, they won't stop it.
In fact, even if Li Yang and Academician Yang agreed, it was useless for anyone to stop it.
Jiang Ping glanced at Liu Yang and Academician Yang, his mouth opened, and he didn't say anything after all.
"I'm willing to take it too."
Zhang Keqin suddenly spoke.
He really believed in Ye Xiaochen's ability.
"I agree."
Li Tingting plucked up the courage to say this.
She was a little convinced that Ye Xiaochen would really be able to cure Fusang Mu.
It's a strange instinct.
"You guys?"
Ye Xiaochen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Li Yang to have such courage?
I'd rather lose my future and reputation than give it a try.
What surprised him even more was that Academician Yang's reaction was so decisive.
It seems that I still underestimate these old-timers!
He was suddenly a little inexplicably moved in his heart.
"Thank you for your trust, boy, I will never let you down."
Ye Xiaochen said with a solemn face.
Now, he has a heavy responsibility, not only to save a peerless strange tree, but also to Li Yang's trust.
Soon, Dean Jiang Ping ran errands and brought a lighter into the glass house.
"Whew!"
Ye Xiaochen took the lighter, took a deep breath, and walked under the Fusang tree under the attention of everyone.
Even if he was 100% sure, he inexplicably felt a trace of pressure.
Click...
There was no fire.
"Dean Jiang, please fill the glass house with air."
Ye Xiaochen shook his head, raised his head and said to Dean Jiang Ping.
Everyone's hearts were originally suspended, just waiting for Ye Xiaochen to ignite the oil on the Fusang wood.
Now when I heard Ye Xiaochen's words, I suddenly felt like a dream, and I reacted.
The oxygen concentration in this glass house is so low that even a lighter can't ignite, let alone ignite the oil on the hibiscus.
"Okay."
Jiang Ping didn't hesitate, ran out of the glass house again, and immediately followed, he heard a buzzing sound, which was the activation of the ventilation equipment arranged in the glass house.
After a long time like this, Ye Xiaochen took off the oxygen mask.
He took a light breath, and it was no different from the outside.
When the others saw this, they also took off their oxygen masks.
Click...
The lighter finally burst into flames.
Ye Xiaochen first lit a piece of white paper with the fire of a lighter, and then put it under the Fusang wood.
Soon, the thick oil on the hibiscus wood was gradually ignited.
Laugh at!
In the blink of an eye, the flames rose and enveloped the entire hibiscus.
The flame was very strange, purple and very strange.
The hearts of those present tightened.
Li Yang and Academician Yang are even more stubborn against Fusang wood.
What is at stake for their future and reputation!
Although when they made the decision before, they were as unwavering as they were.
But in fact, they don't have a bottom in their hearts!
The oil on the hibiscus wood burned without a sound, silently, as if it was shrouded in a purple flame.
It lasted for about a few minutes, and the purple flame gradually subsided.
Didn't continue to burn?
Many were amazed.
Although the fire was so big just now, although it was because of the oil, as long as it was wood, it would definitely be ignited.
But now, the hibiscus wood is not burning.
What does this mean?
It shows that Fusang wood is really not afraid of fire!
Moreover, they found that the Fusang wood at this moment had undergone some strange changes, and the previous red copper color was still very dull, so now, it was like a red-hot copper, red.
They couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
This hibiscus wood is really magical.
Not to mention whether it burns out or not, there is this change.
Li Yang, Dean Yang, Zhang Keqin, and Li Tingting were all secretly relieved, they knew that they had made the right bet.
Immediately, they were deeply surprised.
What does this change say now?
Is Ye Xiaochen's method effective?
In any case, at least the Fusang wood was not burned, which shows that Ye Xiaochen's treatment direction is right.
"Mr. Ye, what should I do next?"
Li Yang's tone changed a little, with a faint expectation.
Everyone else looked at it too.
Ye Xiaochen didn't speak, just walked over and reached out to touch the freshly burned Fusang wood.
The faces of the others changed, this freshly burned Fusang wood, the temperature must be very high, how could the meat hands touch it, and it must not be burned?
But in fact, Ye Xiaochen didn't seem to feel anything.
He had closed his eyes.
Psychic talent radiates.
Try to communicate the consciousness of Fuso wood.
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