"So fast?!" Fang Ru was surprised.

"Didn't you tell me as soon as possible?" Feng Mao smiled, "Where do you put it?" ”

Fang Ru and Feng Mao together carefully carried the wooden box to the alchemy room.

Of course, Feng Mao could see that Fang Ru didn't want this sculpture to look fun. Under normal circumstances, he would avoid suspicion, but today he continued to chat with Fang Ru and did not take the initiative to leave the alchemy room.

Fang Ru smiled: "The next work has requirements for the number of people, so I can only come alone." Twenty minutes. You come in again. ”

Twenty minutes, for refining medicine, is almost like a blink of an eye. No matter what medicine Fang Ru wanted to refine, he would definitely not be able to finish it.

Feng Mao realized that Fang Ru was not hiding it from him, so he left without pretentiousness.

A brilliant halo of light peeked through the crack in the door on the second floor. Feng Mao stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking at it infatuately until the halo dissipated, and when the time limit of twenty minutes was up, he walked up the stairs again and pushed open the door.

Fang Ru stood in front of the sculpture with his back to him, looking down blankly.

Feng Mao slowed down and walked past Fang Ru to see what surprised her so much.

Suddenly, Feng Mao's feet went weak and he fell to the ground.

"This ...... It's ......" his tongue was knotted. That's impossible!

"That's right."

Fang Ru said calmly. But listening to that tone, she was still in a fugue state. "This is the sculpture you gave me."

On the fair face, the thick eyelashes cast a small fan-like shadow. Suddenly, the closed eyes moved.

With a sigh, he opened his eyes.

The eyes are as black as paint. After a brief pause, he turned his head slightly and saw the person next to him, his eyes moving, as if he didn't know how to adjust the focus.

Then he sat up.

The brown linen cloth that covered his torso slid down to his waist, revealing his muscular upper body. The body is graceful, like a marble sculpture.

But I'm using mud! It's mud!

Feng Mao screamed in his heart.

And if you look closely, this man and his sculpture are not exactly the same. First, he is not a sculpture specialist, and the sculpture is not a living person, even if it resembles it. It's still a little different from a living person. Second. Some changes in the appearance of the person in front of him are obviously not the first to explain. It seems that the appearance in front of him is what he is, and the sculptures and drawings are just imitations of him, and they are all made according to his appearance.

He grabbed the damp cloth to prevent it from falling to the ground. The slender and powerful fingers were exposed to the sight of the two people next to them.

These are definitely not the hands I carved. Feng Mao thought to himself. This hand is more beautifully carved than he carved. More symmetrical. The most important thing is the clay sculpture, how can it be possible to separate the finger sews!

“…… Fang Ru? ”

A slightly hoarse voice.

Hearing the statue speak, Feng Mao was no longer so surprised. Numb.

Fang Ru smiled, and said to the pot while helping her cousin, "Hmm." Get moving. Are you still used to it? ”

The pot raises its hand and moves in front of its eyes.

This is his hand. There is no difference from normal people.

"Like...... I had a long, long dream. ”

"That's true." Fang Ru nodded and said to his cousin, "Let me introduce you, this is the soul in that pot." ”

Feng Mao had already guessed.

Because the pot was on the altar not far away, the body of the pot, which was originally as warm as purple sand, was now shaped like a withered pot, and a long crack lay across the bottom of the pot. Although it was dead in itself, it gave people the desolation and melancholy that it had lost its life and had become an empty shell.

Suddenly, hundreds of years of time pressed against it, and it withered and cracked at a rate visible to the naked eye, and soon crumbled into powder.

Feng Mao Fangru and Guo both witnessed this process and were silent.

Unconsciously, Fang Ru and the pot's hands touched each other.

Both retracted their hands as if they had been electrocuted. Then they looked at each other without saying a word.

“…… You can't go back. ”

For a long time, Fang Ru said.

The pot only returned with a um. There's nothing to be nostalgic about anyway.

A long-cherished wish has finally been fulfilled. He couldn't believe it was true.

Suddenly, there was a warmth and softness in the cold palm. Soft palms. Fang Ru shook his hand.

Warmth is like electricity, soaring from the palm of his hand all the way to his heart. The pot looked at Fang Ru in disbelief.

“…… You guys, what's going on?! ”

Feng Mao couldn't sit still, and shouted: "Fang Ru, are you ...... with him?"

Fang Ru lowered his head, avoiding Feng Mao's gaze.

Fang Hua's notes were still in their original positions. If it weren't for it, maybe she would have said "yes" with confidence, right?

But...... She wasn't sure.

Perhaps, he is just a substitute.

She has always felt proud. It's not her who likes it, so why should she stay by his side.

But...... Why don't you want to let go?

So, why do you feel angry and don't want to hold it tighter?

The pot didn't dare to hold it any tighter. But in this way, it is already a great grace for him. How dare he get another inch.

"What the hell is going on!"

Feng Mao's eyes stood up.

Fang Ru took a deep breath and raised his head.

"Nothing. I...... It's just her bodyguard. ”

The pot grabbed ahead of Fang Ru and said, then turned around and smiled at Fang Ru.

Feng Mao could see that he was protecting Fang Ru.

…… Is this a shot in the foot?

Let your mother know, you have to kill him!

Feng Mao felt that he had to explode!

"Cousin!"

Fang Ru crossed the pot and pulled Feng Mao out of the alchemy room without saying a word while letting Feng Mao dissipate his anger. She had prepared well in advance, and with the strong talisman on her body, it was impossible for Feng Mao to break free.

The pot sat there quietly alone.

The damp cloth is cold.

He touched his face. Fang Ru had never seen what he looked like. I was able to draw his physiognomy based on his verbal description, and later her cousin's carved face was not far from his real physiognomy. Otherwise, this potion is based on the soul to shape the human face, and in conflict with the prepared "mud tire", his appearance will become very strange.

Having said that, this potion was the result of Fang Ru and Li Si's research. He didn't expect that Fang Ru had already prepared.

After a long time, Fang Ru and Feng Mao, who were pale, finally came back.

The pot had already dressed up in the clothes Fang Ru had prepared for him. Honestly standing there, waiting to be criticized.

Feng Mao opened his mouth, and finally only held back one sentence: "...... Stay away from my sister. ”

Fang Ru was helpless.

However, it can make Feng Mao not directly copy the sulfur||The acid melted the pot, and she had done her best.

After Feng Mao left, Fang Ru and Guo entered a state of being speechless again.

A phone call saved them both. Fang Ru hurriedly went down to answer the phone. The pot thought about it and followed. The new body is not so slippery, and it can't keep up with Shangru.

"Chu Ci, you say it again!" Fang Ru shouted, "Li Si is missing?!" (To be continued.) )

PS: I don't know if anyone can see it, the recent plot is much faster. A certain cat plans to speed up the completion of the book.,It's about two weeks~Thank you for loving me for so long~~