Thirteen drove the donkey cart, swaying his calves, and looked ahead and looked.

"It's been half the morning, where have you been?"

Thirteen's eyes were eager to poke a hole in the carriage ahead.

He looked up and said, "Why does this King Sheng have to go back to the Punishment Mansion with you in a dignified manner?" ”

If you change this to others, you don't dare to ask, it's like Thirteen is a small-tailed and big-mouthed wolf, everything has to be reported carefully, and he can't help him.

"Autopsy." Pian Zheng was thinking about the corpse in her heart, and she was absent-minded, so she naturally didn't want to talk much.

Thirteen Malari replied: "How long does it take to test the white bones?" ”

Pian Zheng said angrily: "If you ask again, you will cut your tongue." ”

Thirteen was in a hurry, this short half of the time was two hours of effort, where the four of them went, but they were led in the wrong direction by King Sheng's subordinates, and they didn't follow, if they let the master know......

Thirteen suddenly put his legs down, and let the little donkey walk on his own, his eyes rolled and he coughed heavily.

"In the world, is there anyone who can't ask more?"

Pian Zheng raised his eyebrows, came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand to open the car window, "Then you call me to listen." ”

Thirteen embarrassments, both ears are red.

After holding back for a while, he quickly pulled the donkey's tail and said softly: "Eldest sister." ”

Pian Zheng couldn't help laughing and raised her eyebrows, "You belong to mosquitoes?" ”

Thirteen wanted to dig a hole under his feet and get in.

Since the last accident, Thirteen always wants to stay by her side, and always worries about her alone, but these words are always hidden and not said, holding them in his heart, and Pian Zheng is always worried about him.

At a young age, she has no parents, and like her, she always needs more people to pay attention to.

"Eldest sister!" It was a lot louder.

Mercy Zheng finally smiled and said, "Good." ”

Thirteen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "It's time for you to tell me now." ”

Pity Zheng blinked innocently: "I said, it's just an autopsy." ”

Immediately, she closed the window again, took a book, opened it and covered it, leaned on the soft pillow and closed her eyes to rest.

Thirteen was so angry that he swayed the donkey cart from side to side, and was coldly smashed on the head by the book thrown by the pitiful kite, so he had to stop for a while.

As soon as the donkey cart stopped, King Sheng, who had already gotten off the carriage in front of him, was waiting outside the mansion.

Ali listened to the instructions and moved the footstool, Thirteen jumped down, glanced at it coldly, and moved himself as if he didn't see it.

The kiteer bowed his head and walked out of the donkey cart, one on the left and one on the left and one on the left.

When you look at Thirteen's little eyes, you can know his childish nature.

Pian Zheng jumped straight out of the donkey cart, ignoring the comparison between the two, and said lightly: "The donkey cart will come down as soon as it lifts its legs, and there is no need for it." ”

She gave all the words to Thirteen, and asked Thirteen to do things first, and Ali stayed outside the door, and then went into the study with Wei Yin Yin.

The furnishings in the study were all arranged for her according to her preferences.

In addition to the place where she reads books on weekdays, Feng Yin transported all the bones she picked up from Tian Lan to Changjing for her.

As soon as Wei Yin entered the study, he was stunned when he raised his eyes.

The walls in front of me are full of books, except for the books placed behind the desks, and the rest of the shelves are neatly arranged with human heads.

To be precise, a wall frame decorated with skulls.

Beneath the skull was the rest of the skeleton of a corpse, a room full of human bones, and the scalp was tingling at the sight.

He went into the study on his own, dragged the sack he had just brought back into the room, picked up the skull and put it on the table.

Thirteen entered the house, looked at the kite, and said, "It's all ready." ”

Pian Zheng nodded, and then went out the door, followed by Wei Shi Yin, all the way to the kitchen.

I saw that Thirteen had already lit the firewood and washed the pot.

There are several bowls on the side of the stove, which are flour, salt, rice vinegar, oil, water, calendula and alum.

"What do you want this for?" Wei Yin couldn't help but be curious, what do these things have to do with finding people?

Pian Zheng stepped forward and moved the pot to the stove: "The prince is looking." ”

Thirteen did as he was instructed to reach out and take the petals and alum of the cinnamon, put them in a pounding pestle and slowly pounded them into flower mud.

Wei Zhi Yin watched carefully, and even Ali couldn't help but peek from the outside.

She first heated the bottom of the pot, then poured three bowls of water, and then stirred the flour, salt, rice vinegar, and oil into a dough in the pot according to the proportions she started, and then extinguished the fire.

She mixed the thirteen pounded dancôme with some thumb-sized white water, and then passed the petals through a sieve five or six times before she filtered out a small portion of the golden juice.

Pian Zheng carefully poured the juice into the jade bottle handed by Thirteen, and then dropped a few more drops into the dough.

It took several rounds of dough to make the color much more even.

Lian Zheng then stretched out his hand to slightly compare the skin color on the back of his hand, and then mixed it properly, and finally took out the dough, divided it into more than ten parts, kneaded it into a round shape, put it on the plate, and finally returned to the study with the plate.

Wei Chu Yin was not in a hurry to ask, so he had to follow her.

Pian Zheng took a small wooden table, then brought a bench, and put the head brother from the coffin on the wooden table in front of him.

Ali brought in a pot of tea from outside, and the guard Yin sipped the tea, admiring her actions.

I saw that the pityan stretched out his hand to take the dough that had just been made and pasted it on his head.

It took five or six pieces of dough to cover the entire skull.

The slender fingers like pear white turned back and forth, and a few doughs gradually became much more even, slowly condensing into a human dough.

"Why don't you use yellow mud?" Seeing her fingertips gently pinching, her fingertips were slightly red, she couldn't help but ask.

If you use yellow mud, how can it be so troublesome?

The pityan did not even lift his head, "the plasticine is more moldable, and it will not deteriorate for a long time, it will not evaporate and dry at room temperature, it has good stability, it does not stick to the knife and does not stick to the hands, it is not dirty and does not smell." ”

"Plasticine?" Yin Sheng'er of the health department was like the night wind, and the corners of his eyebrows were dyed with a heavy smile.

It was the first time in his life that he had heard such a word.

The pityan slowly stopped the movements of his hand and thought for a moment, "I made it up myself and played with it, and learned a few hands from the master of the clay noodle man on the street. ”

Dough kneader?

"Is it fun?" Wei Chuyin sat on the chair and stool, smiling happily, looking at her with admiration.

He grew up in the palace since he was a child, and his mother, Concubine Gao, taught him self-defense strategies from a young age, and even tried to win over his father's heart.

But in the palace, even the favored concubine of the Qin Emperor can be given death in the cold palace, let alone her?

Before he became an adult, the first thing he should learn was how not to be counted under the walls of the palace.

"That's it, it's not fun or not, if you want to play, I'll do something for you."

He replied casually, broke the dough in his hand into two balls, pinched it and stuffed it into it to make the eyeballs of the skeleton.

"Talking counts?"

"The horse is hard to chase." ”

Wei Chu Yin looked down at the girl bending over, rolling up her sleeves, carefully pinching the human face with her fingertips and chopsticks, smiling leisurely, and her eyes gradually became emotional.

"Ruan Lianzheng."

Suddenly, he called out her name.

"Huh?" Pitian was stunned, stopped his movements, and looked up.

With a 'poof' sound, Thirteen suddenly pushed the door in a panic and came in.

"Eldest sister, are you hungry and want dinner?"

Pian Zheng didn't know what the thirteen were doing, and he was confused.

But her face was extremely flat, and she said, "Prepare it, King Sheng is going to use it together in the house?" ”

Wei Zhi Yin's expression was faint, and he glanced at Thirteen a little inquiringly, "Okay." ”

Thirteen couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for himself.

Pian Zheng lowered his head and pinched it intently, but he hid on the roof and looked very flustered, if he was a moment late, I was afraid that the master would have to chop him up to make minced meat.

Wei Zhiyin's eyes deepened again, he was silent for a moment, slowly leaned back on the chair, helped the cold tea cup back into his hand, and asked slowly, "You are not the only daughter in the family?" ”

"So what? Isn't it? Pity replied to him ambiguously.

"If so, if that talented person goes to my house, he will be punished with a rod at the lightest, and at the worst level...... If not, then forget it. ”

After finishing speaking, Wei Yin slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table.

Lian Zheng put down the dough in his hand and looked serious: "I am the only daughter in the family, but the talented person is my brother-in-law, a friend of life and death, even if there is no blood, it is still equivalent to my life." If the prince is punished at every turn, it is not the choice of my Dongyuan Dynasty to be benevolent under heavy punishment! ”

She didn't speak angrily, but she didn't feel comfortable listening to him.

"Ruan Lianzheng." Wei Chu Yin tried to ask her, "Has this king offended you?" ”

"The prince wants to listen to the truth?" Pity Zheng's face tightened.

Wei Yin smiled and nodded: "Naturally." ”

"The lower officials are afraid that the prince will be angry and can't tell the truth, if he tells a lie, the prince is willing to listen, so I will say it."

The movements of the kite hand were neat, and a small piece of dough was pinched and pressed down with a few movements, and the lifelike bridge of the nose was formed.

"Say." Wei Chu Yin smiled at her.

"Nope." Sure enough, he still offended her.

"Where has this king sinned against you?" As soon as Wei Shi Yin's words came out, he suddenly remembered, "At that time, the maid's case? ”

Pity Zheng was silent when he heard this, although he was self-aware, he didn't know that he had offended her at all.

The heart of a little woman, how tolerant and generous, she is very small-bellied!

Pian Zheng said slowly: "I didn't say that the prince offended me. ”

"Didn't you say that listening to a lie back and forth to this king, it is inconvenient to answer this king's question?" Wei Zhi Yin Dao.

He groaned for a moment, then stopped and looked back at him.

"What did I say that I said was a lie? Does the prince have any empirical evidence? If not, that's true. The prince has not offended me, and there is no need to dwell on me. ”

With a dagger in his hand, he scraped the extra dough and turned his head away from him.

Wei Chu Yin saw her demeanor, lowered his eyes and brought the tea again, and secretly took a sip of the cold tea, which was not very delicious, and frowned again.

"If this king hadn't offended you, I'm afraid he wouldn't have won the favor of Lord Mulan."

That's a strange thing to say.

The pityan tilted his head, carefully pinched the dough into the ears of the deceased, paused, and said: "The prince has no heart to take me as his wife and concubine, and what can he do to please me, is it possible to wait for the next official to test it for the prince after his death?" ”

Wei Zhi Yin: "......"

If these words were changed to others, I am afraid that it would not be an exaggeration to drag them out and kill them, but her face was not red and her heart was not beating.

"Alright."

There was silence for a while, the approximate skeleton framework was basically formed, and although the facial features were still a little unclear, at least the facial features were probably out.

"Give me another three or five days of hard work, I will carve all my facial features in detail, and I will be able to produce this face!"