This ** is actually an acetylene tank that is placed under the workbench to supply the blowtorch.

When Yin Hong used the acetylene blowtorch on the first two occasions, he made a trick and secretly loosened the nitrogen hose interface of the acetylene tank under the table. While they were arguing just now, he quietly tightened the safety valve at the mouth of the can.

After all this pre-work, I pounced and ripped the hose open. As a result, a large amount of air replaces nitrogen, and the rust and chloride that carry the bottle mouth rush into the tank at once, and a polymerization reaction occurs, generating a large amount of heat. The temperature and pressure inside the bottle rise sharply, but there is no way to reach the outside of the tank through the tightened safety valve.

Then, there is nothing more......

I used to be a chemistry class representative, and although I later switched to antiques, I still know some safety knowledge. Fortunately, this jar is supplied with blowtorches, and the capacity is not very large. If it is an industrial-grade acetylene tank, it is estimated that the entire building will be gone.

The wooden podium and sandalwood screens were not completely immune to such a strong impact, but we were much happier than the rest of the room.

I emerged from under the crumbling wooden podium, resisting dizziness and pain, and looked up at the screen. The whole classroom was a confined environment, and many people rushed into it just now. was bombed like this, the scene was filled with smoke, and the human body lying on the ground was lying on the ground, and it was really miserable.

I didn't bother to check the results of the battle, and limped past the men, walking towards the diagonal screen. The screen had already been blown to pieces, and I struggled to remove the splinters of wood, and I was frightened to see Yin Hong holding his head and trembling, but fortunately he was not injured much.

As soon as I touched him, he screamed and cried out to his father and mother, like a child.

I felt a chill in my heart and realized that I had made a fatal mistake.

When Yin Hong was a child, he witnessed his parents being killed by **, and since then he has become closed, which is the biggest shadow of his psychology. But now I have asked him to face this horror again and awaken the most painful memories. I feel sorry in my heart that the responsibility for this matter lies entirely with me.

I desperately grabbed Yin Hong's arm and put it around my neck, ignored his screams, gritted my teeth and walked out. I also glanced at it by the way, but I didn't see the figure of the medicine, I don't know what happened to that guy.

We stumbled out of the classroom, and there was chaos outside. Some of the workers and guards of the workshop gathered one after another, but no one dared to approach.

Ouyang Mumu's jeep was parked in front of the building, and there was a driver sitting in the car, but now he also got out of the car and looked towards the classroom in horror. I hugged Yin Hong and yelled at the driver: "They eat black!" Boss Ouyang, let's hurry up and go first! ”

The driver was a little overwhelmed when he saw that my face was covered in dust and couldn't tell who it was. I reprimanded menacingly: "What are you hesitating about! The fine willow camp will chase after you immediately, and as soon as we surround it, we will all die! ”

As soon as he heard this, the driver immediately shuddered. He knew that Xiliuying and Guiguzi were not used to each other, and they almost fought yesterday, but now that there was such a big explosion, he naturally believed my words.

He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly started the car. I dragged Yin Hong, who was still shivering, around to the back of the car and pushed him into the back seat.

I was about to climb up as well, but my ankle was suddenly grabbed. I looked back and saw the bloodied Dragon King standing behind me, like a wounded beast, his eyes revealing a terrible aura. Unexpectedly, this guy had rough skin and thick meat, and he actually resisted that round of impact. He reached out and dragged me out of the carriage.

I was in a hurry, slammed the back of the car, and signaled to drive quickly. The driver poked his head out of the cab and looked back, and I shouted, "Get moving!" Don't let the people of the Hosoyanagi Camp catch up! I'll cover you! When the driver saw the big man covered in blood, he stepped on the accelerator in fright, and the car rumbled forward. The dragon king was so angry that he fired a few shots, but the effect backfired, and the car ran faster instead.

The dragon king was about to drive to chase him, so I gritted my teeth and turned around to pounce on him and fight him. Yin Hong was recruited by me, and my plan would not have been possible without him, no matter what, I had to save his life first.

My little showmanship, which is the opponent of the dragon king, was thrown to the ground in a few clicks. But by this time, the car had already driven far away, and it could not be shouted back.

The dragon king spat hard and stomped his foot on my lower abdomen. I screamed loudly, but his military leather boots showed no mercy, poking the heels of them viciously, and stirring them a few times.

"Little cub, you're going to die slowly." He roared with murderous intent. After saying that, he grabbed one of my legs and dragged me directly to the ground and walked towards the classroom. My back hurt from the potholes.

At this time, the chaos after the explosion has tentatively ended, and the dust has settled. Those who survived stumbled and called for help, and the injured shouted loudly. People from outside also rushed over and cleaned up the scene. Guiguzi and Xiliuying didn't care about killing each other, they were first figuring out how many of their families still survived.

The Dragon King summoned one of his men and told him to hurry up and chase Yin Hong, and then threw me down beside a large rock, staring straight at the ruined classroom.

Ouyang Mumu was carried out by two people, his pockmarked face was covered with blood, and there was a piece of metal can skin on his chest. I remember that at the time of the explosion, he was standing closest to the workbench and still holding a porcelain piece in his hand, so he was the most injured. Whether it's dead or alive now, no one knows.

The others were also cleaned up and carried out one after another, and were temporarily placed in the parking lot in front of the small building, and more than a dozen human bodies were densely placed, all covered in smoke and blood.

To my surprise, Liu Chengqian actually survived, and her white hair was almost covered with dust. A long cut was drawn in the corner of his eye, and bright red blood flowed down the corner of his eye to his white face, which was particularly eye-catching. Other than that, he didn't suffer any other damage, except that his legs and feet were a little inflexible, and he obviously hadn't recovered from the explosion yet.

Liu Chengqian limped up to me, the soles of his shoes rustling with gravel, full of malice and resentment, like a poisonous snake slowly swimming towards its prey.

The Dragon King said in a deep voice: "Boss, the silversmith has escaped, and only this kid has let me get it back." Liu Chengqian said "um", squatted down and looked down at me: "You planned these things in Shaoxing, right?" ”

"yes." I lay on the ground, but there was no fear in my heart, and I was clear.

"Ouyang Mumu, you called him here to make trouble, right?"

"Yes." I even have the strength to laugh.

"That shard, you've done it before?" Liu Chengqian was originally a smart person, and from this bizarre explosion, almost all of my plans were deduced little by little.

Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

"No, it's not too late, you're still in my hands." Liu Chengqian grinned, not knowing whether he was laughing or threatening, and the blood in the corner of his eye just crossed his face and flowed to his lips.

He straightened up, gave a few instructions to the left and right to clean up the scene, and then gestured for the dragon king to drag me to the room where I slept on the third floor. Once inside, the dragon king kicked me to the ground and tied my hands firmly to the foot of the bed with ropes.

Liu Chengqian wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with a white handkerchief, and paced back and forth in the room for a few steps: "Do you know why I arranged for you to live in this room?" Because this house is very monumental to me. He paused, turning his gaze to the row of plain white porcelain on the TV stand.

"Medicine, didn't I tell you? These porcelains are all ashes porcelain. Every single one of them is my former enemy or betrayer. As he spoke, he reached out and took a plain white tea bowl from the shelf, "Look at this lotus petal tea bowl, it used to be my best competitor, with a sharp mind and high spirits. ”

Then he put down the tea bowl and picked up another eight-blessing plate: "This is my right-hand man, who has followed me conscientiously for three years." It's a pity that the young man didn't hold on to it, and he still did something wrong. Hey, before he died, he pleaded with me that my face should be engraved on a plate. ”

He put the plate back, stroked the curvaceous plum vase with his hand, and sighed rarely: "This is my lover, from the English department." The person is so beautiful, and the kung fu in bed is not bad, but it is a pity that he does not abide by his duty. I burned her into a plum vase to commemorate her mesmerizing figure. ”

Every time he picked up a piece of porcelain, he told a story. Liu Chengxuan's eyes flashed with cruelty and excitement, and even a little intoxication, this must be a pervert to burn the enemies into porcelain for fun. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed my hair and pulled it violently. I had a sharp pain in my scalp, and he had a bunch of hair cut off raw.

"You've been so good to me, I'm going to let you enjoy something you've never been treated like never before - everyone else is cremated before being fired into porcelain, do you want to try to be sent into the kiln alive and feel the live porcelain?"

I didn't say anything, I knew I didn't have to answer this.

"Don't rush, you can think slowly. I will ask the best craftsmen to smear your whole body with porcelain clay and a thick glaze on the outside, leaving only two nostrils. If you want, I can also ask them to make a few strokes. You'll then be placed in a kiln, standing against the wall, and slowly enjoying the heat of several thousand degrees. The temperature of the kiln does not rise quickly, and the heat transfer of the clay glaze is not high, so your death process will be very slow. The heat hardens the clay glaze gradually, and you will find that your skin is firmly sucked by the hot porcelain surface, like an iron all over your body, but you have nowhere to escape, you can't move, only your brain remains awake, you can clearly feel the skin decay, the muscles melt, the half-melted hot porcelain paste into your body, burning the blood vessels and nerves. You're scared, you're going to take a big breath, suck the hot air into your nostrils, and burn your lowly skull. Think about it, you can watch the kiln change up close, turn into fly ash and melt into the porcelain fetus, which is an experience that many porcelain people dream of – twenty-four hours later, I will open the kiln, and you have become a large-sized human-shaped porcelain. If you're lucky, it can even hold your face of despair and anguish before you die. Oh, Buddhism says that people in the world are like living in a house on fire, and you are secretly in line with the Buddha's principles, which is really beautiful, so beautiful. ”

Liu Chengqian was almost intoxicated talking to himself, immersed in this cruel imagination. The dragon king looked at him with admiration on his face beside him, and sighed: "It is worthy of the leader, and the most I can think of is to chop off his flesh piece by piece." ”

"The cadre Mo Xie sacrificed himself into the furnace in exchange for two sharp swords, and the bell Niangniang sacrificed herself into the furnace to have the Huangjue bell in Beijing. The same goes for porcelain. If someone's soul screams in it and the flesh melts in it, it will make the porcelain color doubly beautiful. Liu Chengqian gushed and looked at my face.

I said, "Don't you want to hear the secret of the white mouth?" ”

Liu Chengxuan laughed: "Now, do you think I will still believe you?" Taking a step back, even if you knew, what could you do? I've figured it out in the past few days, and I have to open all five cans to figure it out. Now that Ouyang Mumu is dead, his Guiguzi jar, plus my fine willow camp jar, I have mastered two-fifths of the paper type. As long as you get the other three, it will naturally be clear at a glance, and you still need to say it? ”

The paper type of the fine willow camp has been carefully collected by Liu Chengxuan. The paper shape of Guiguzi was also taken away by Ouyang Mumu yesterday and put somewhere else. Both papier-mâchés are not on site in the classroom and will not be incinerated by the explosion.

He looked at me condescendingly: "You killed an opponent for me, and you sent me another big gift." I didn't expect to make me a wedding dress, right? Hopeless? Lost? The more Liu Chengqian spoke, the more excited he became, he raised his leather boots and began to step on my face again. I couldn't dodge it, and my nose was bruised and swollen from being trampled, but I always had a smile on my face.

Liu Chengqian stepped on it harder, expecting me to open my mouth and beg for mercy. Letting the enemy fall into the abyss in remorse is his favorite view. But I didn't let him get his wish: "You've made a big mistake." ”

"Oh? I would like to hear about it. Liu Chengqian withdrew his leather boots and asked curiously.

"You're not the only one who got the paper type." I laughed dryly. Yin Hong has an excellent memory, and on the night of the operation, he has successfully copied the paper shapes of the two jars and carried them with him.

Liu Chengqian was disappointed: "This is your dying struggle? It's too weak. ”

"What if I say we got three?" I barely managed to open my swollen eyes.

Liu Chengxuan's movements froze: "Three? Isn't that piece of porcelain fake? ”

I laughed: "To say that it is 'incense and moon worship' is lying to you, but I didn't say that it is not one of the five cans." ”

Liu Chengqian suddenly fell silent. He realized that he had fallen into a psychological blind spot, thinking that what he used to pass off as genuine must be fakes, but he never thought that the real thing could also be passed off as the real thing.

He thought of the unfake glaze and the gossip pattern on his sleeve, and couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "That's the 'Sangu Thatched House' jar!" The 'three visits to the thatched house' that was smashed in Hangzhou! ”

I nodded, this kid's reaction speed is not ordinary, and he figured out the cause and effect so quickly.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

At that time, after Yin Hong extracted the third paper type from the porcelain piece, Ouyang Mumu immediately jumped out to question, and then an explosion occurred. In other words, among the people on the scene, only Yin Hong had seen this paper type. Now that the "Sangu Thatched House" has been shattered, and the fragments have been destroyed in the explosion, the only remaining information in the world is the one that Yin Hong is carrying.

As long as Yin Hong escapes smoothly, he will have three paper types, which is more advantageous than Liu Chengxuan.

Liu Chengqian said: "You don't even know where it is. Where can he go? ”

"Huangshan?"

Liu Chengqian laughed, as if he had succeeded in his treacherous plan. I also laughed: "Huangshan fart, you are trying to mislead us at all." ”

These antique dealers, each more cunning than the other. Before Liu Chengqian took us in, he deliberately let us see the Huangshan road sign. If we were undercover agents of the police, we would definitely try to inform them to go to the vicinity of Huangshan to encircle and suppress them, which would really be the opposite of the truth.

Seeing that I broke through his careful thoughts, Liu Chengqian was not annoyed: "Then tell me, where are we?" ”

"Hehe, we don't know, but the porcelain will tell us."

When we were staying here, we asked the guards for some scrap porcelain from a nearby kiln. Although the quality of these porcelains is not high, it is enough to see the clues - this is Jingdezhen porcelain, and we are in the mountains near Jingdezhen!

Ordinary people will be bound by the concept of "Anhui" and will enter the misunderstanding of thinking. Jingdezhen and Huangshan belong to Jiangxi and Anhui provinces, which seem to be far apart, but in fact, they are the illusion caused by the provinces. Jingdezhen is located in the southwest of Huangshan Mountain, and the distance between the two places is only more than 100 kilometers, which can be reached by car in two or three hours. Since Liu Chengqian made a false shot in Huangshan, his real base must be near Jingdezhen.

Jingdezhen is known as the porcelain capital, and its status in China's porcelain industry is like thunder even for ordinary people who don't know how to do it. Liu Chengqian plays porcelain, and he can't get around the golden sign of Jingdezhen no matter what.

Near the Yellow Mountain, white porcelain is fired. With these two coordinate references, it is difficult to guess that it is Jingdezhen.

I looked at Liu Chengqian and knew that I was right. Liu Chengqian raised his head and shouted angrily at the Dragon King, saying why don't you chase after you. The dragon king swallowed nervously and said that I wanted to control this mastermind first, thinking that the waste was not important. Liu Chengqian grabbed a bone ash porcelain that he didn't know who it was, and smashed it on the forehead of the Dragon King: "Stupid! Go after it! The dragon king did not dare to argue, and hurried out of the house.

Liu Chengqian stood up and gasped: "Mr. Wang, your plan is really good. But I'm curious, even if Silversmith Yin escapes successfully, what does this have to do with you? Aren't you going to die the same? ”

"It's a pity, you won't kill me."

Liu Chengqian seemed to hear a joke: "This is your last words?" But it's not funny at all. ”

I said slowly: "Don't you think it's strange, why is the smashed 'Sangu Thatched House' in Hangzhou on me?" Why does Ouyang Mumu hate me so much? Why am I targeting you everywhere? ”

Liu Chengqian is a smart person, I broke a few key points, and he can figure it out. In Wei Hui, it was two people who collapsed Lao Xu; In Hangzhou, it was two people who smashed the porcelain jar, grabbed one, and ran away with the other. The one who was arrested was called Yao No, and he was a member of the Five Veins Medicine Family.

So who the other one is, almost out of nowhere.

"Are you from the Five Pulses?" Liu Chengqian said, his tone was both resentful and a little awe-inspiring.

"I'm not called Wang Huaixu. My name is Make-A-Wish. "I slowly turned over the last hole card.

Sometimes the hole cards don't need to be cheated, and the truth is more powerful.

The old Chaofeng has a deep relationship with our Xu family, and I have experienced the Buddha head case and the turmoil of "Qingming Riverside Map", and I have a lot to do with him. Even though most of the people in the old pilgrimage organization don't know my appearance, the name Wishing should be quite well-known.

It is precisely because I am so famous, so I calculated that Liu Chengqian would not dare to be proficient, and he would definitely ask the old courtier first, and only he would have the right to dispose of me. Originally, I didn't want to reveal my identity so easily, but seeing that I was about to be burned into porcelain, I had to use this last trick to save my life.

Sure enough, when Liu Chengqian heard this name, he was immediately stunned.

"Are you making a wish?"

"It's like a fake."

Liu Chengqian narrowed his eyes and looked at me: "I still wonder, I shouldn't have offended you, why are you so scheming about not getting along with me-so so, it wouldn't be strange if you made a wish." "But how do I know if what you're saying is true or false?" ”

"You can call the old pilgrim to verify." I replied.

Liu Chengxuan shook his head: "I don't know who made a wish, I just burned a liar named Wang Huaixu." He folded his hands and curled the corners of his mouth fiercely.

I was shocked in my heart, it seems that he has even ignored the authority of the old court, and intends to kill me here, and refuse to admit it again.

Fortunately, I had already figured out how to deal with it.

"If you do this, the old Chaofeng will not be happy." I reminded him.

Liu Chengqian asked with a little pity: "How does he know?" ”

"How could he not know?" I met my eyes and kicked the question back. Liu Chengqian stared at me, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched, and finally thought of a detail that had been overlooked.

In addition to Ouyang Mumu in the past few days, there is another bystander, that is, the representative medicine of the old court. If I had made a wish, the medicine would have recognized it in the morning, but he kept calling me Mr. Wang, and never said it.

This medicine is otherwise, I am afraid that it is intended to make Liu Chengqian suffer a big loss. If "Wang Huaixu" died, the medicine would definitely tell the truth to Lao Chaofeng.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, he's also in the classroom, I'm afraid he's already blown up......" He stopped in the middle of speaking. I don't need to remind anything in particular, Liu Chengqian has already remembered, at the moment before the explosion, I shouted out the names of two people for them to dodge, one is Yin Hong, and the other is the medicine.

His face was covered with frost, and he didn't care about talking nonsense with me, so he turned around and hurried out of the house, presumably because of the whereabouts of the medicine. He left two guards standing in the doorway, staring at me with fierce eyes.

Silence returned to the room. I struggled to get up from the ground, hanging one arm and unable to move, so I had to wipe the blood from my face with my other hand. I gasped and looked out the window, the sun was climbing high outside, close to the zenith, and it should be almost noon, the most sunny time of the day. Any ghostly monster will be intimidated by Yang Wei at this time, and will not dare to make a mistake.

I don't know how Yin Hong is doing now, whether he escaped smoothly.

Liu Chengqian didn't know that I hid a signal transmitter on Yin Hong. This was assigned to me by Fang Zhen through the Shaoxing Public Security Bureau, and it is a high-level emergency contact signal transmitting device. It is small in size, has a range of action of thirty kilometers, and can be launched only once. The level of the signal is very high, and once it is sent, as long as it is received by any public security bureau, it will immediately report to Beijing, and at the same time send police to investigate the location of the signal.

I have been useless in the Xiliu camp, because I don't know how effective this signal is in the mountainous area, and whether there is a public security bureau within a radius of 30 kilometers. Now, as long as Yin Hong can get out of the mountains in time and press the button to launch, he should soon get the support of the police - I hope he will come out of the collapse as soon as possible and remember to press the button.

Everything I can do has been done, and all the hole cards that can be turned over have been turned over. The rest depends on whether the police come first or whether I am burned to death.

The only pity is that the old Chaofeng didn't come, otherwise he would have been blown up in the classroom, and I would have been blind to death now.

I was thinking about it when I suddenly heard the creaking of an iron shaft in the corridor outside, as if someone had pushed open the iron door. One of the guards ran over to look, and then there was a muffled knock, and the other guard hurried over, and did not return for a long time. The whole corridor was silent, haunted.

How can this noon be haunted? I stared at the door and shouted, but there was no response. I glanced down and saw that Liu Chengqian smashed the urn of the Dragon King just now, and it had been shattered, and it was all over the place. I picked up the debris at my feet, cut the rope around my wrist, and cautiously walked out of the house.

When I looked out, I saw two guards lying unconscious on the ground between the corridor and the iron gate, bleeding profusely, as if their heads had been knocked by a heavy object. The iron door was open, and a lock hung from it.

Who did this? How do you leave after the fight? It can't be some conspiracy by Liu Chengxuan, right?

I didn't say a word, and hurried downstairs. Those questions can be thought about after escaping. It doesn't matter if it's a conspiracy, how bad can things be?

I rushed down the stairs on the third floor, passing through the hallway on the second floor, when I suddenly heard what seemed to be an electronic murmur, mixed with human voices. Confused, I tiptoed over. The corridor on the second floor is cut in half by a solid wood partition in the middle, with only a small thick door with an electronic lock in the middle.

When I went downstairs a few days ago, I noticed that the second floor was probably a financial center or an antique storage room, so it was relatively heavily guarded. But the door was ajar at this point, and I quietly pushed it in, pressed against the wall, and looked into the room.

It turned out to be a communication room, with a high-power radio station in the center, surrounded by a jumble of lines. A man was half-kneeling on the ground, plugging and plugging in various plugs and yelling into the microphone. The vocals on the other side of the microphone come and go, and the noise is very loud.

I think of the antennas erected high on the roofs of the buildings, and this village in the mountains has no telephone, and they can only rely on radio or satellite phones to communicate with the outside world. It seems that the explosion on the first floor just now also damaged the communication station on the second floor. The technician was in such a hurry to repair it that he forgot to bring the door.

Looking at the current situation of this radio station, even if I can control it, I can't get in touch with the outside world - even if it is intact, it is useless, I don't know how to operate it, that is Ji Yunfu's specialty - but I saw that the operator had an address book in his hand, and I couldn't help but light up my eyes.

I looked left and right, picked up a twin battery, held it high above my head, and slammed it at the technician. He screamed and immediately fell to the ground. I picked up the address book and opened it to see that there were names and call signs written in a ballpoint pen, and there were half of them, and different names were written in different colors.

I flipped through it hastily, knowing that it was extremely valuable, so I took it in my arms and hurried out. As soon as I got out of the wooden door, I bumped into a person head-on. I have also seen this person, it is Ouyang Mumu's subordinate, the little tiger who fought with the Dragon King.

Xiaohu was also covered in dust, and he blew up not lightly just now. He stood at the door of the building in a daze, and when he saw that it was me, he was stunned for a moment, and then roared angrily, and punched him. I had no intention of fighting, so I dodged his attack and rushed downstairs. Xiaohu is a practitioner, his reaction speed is faster than mine, and he flew up and hit me in the back of the heart, and I fell from the top of the stairs to the bottom at once, and even my nose was broken.

Xiaohu immediately rushed down and grabbed me from the ground, and punched me in the chest. I fell at the entrance to the stairs on the first floor, my head hitting the bronze tripod in the doorway, and my eyes were full of gold stars. Xiaohu came over with a sinister smile and wanted to arrest me and continue to torture and kill.

He was just a bastard, seeing that Boss Ouyang died in the explosion, he didn't care if he made a wish or not, he had to kill the enemy.

He leaned over and was about to grab me by the neck. I jerked my arm up and stabbed him in the abdomen. Hearing only the sound of "flutter", Xiaohu lowered his head in surprise, I was obviously empty-handed, when did I have an extra dagger that pierced his lower abdomen?

That's a coincidence. When I hit it just now, my head hit the bronze double-eared gluttonous ding in front of the door, and I immediately realized that it was a grafted product. It is recast from real bronze fragments, and the real thing is fake. In this kind of goods, the legs and body are not cast at one time, but welded, and the joints will be fragile after being aged and corroded. I immediately made a decision, and broke one of the legs of the bronze tripod with my hand, and with a "click" sound, the leg was actually pouted by me, and the break was particularly sharp.

I held this thing as a dagger, turned around and stabbed it, and it did a miracle. Knowledge is power, and that's true.

Xiaohu was stabbed by me, and immediately collapsed to the ground, covering his wounds with both hands and screaming. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, I didn't expect that after so many years of anti-counterfeit antiques, I was now saved by a fake.

If this is a real thing, I guess I'm finished.

Xiaohu's screams alarmed the others who were busy, and in the distance, I saw Liu Chengqian and the Dragon King running over, gesturing and waving, scolding their subordinates to chase after them.

At this time, we must not pay attention to heroism, and I will run away. I've been walking downstairs for the past few days, and I'm familiar with the nearby terrain, so I ran and drove well, and plunged into the village next to the small building.

The farmhouses in the village have long been abandoned, scattered in groups on the cols and flatlands, interspersed with some dilapidated old porcelain kilns that have half collapsed. I ran like crazy along the high and low dirt road for a while, and my lungs hurt hotly. Looking back, good fellows, thirty or fifty people spread out in formation and chased after them all over the mountains.

It seems that Liu Chengqian is really angry, and he mobilized all the workers in the Xiliu camp, and he has to arrest me. He also knew that if I was sent into the mountains, it would be troublesome. You know, the mountains in Jiangxi are different from other places.

I ran for a while, and found that the pursuers behind me were very strategic, and they set up a crane wing formation. The two sides rushed forward to outflank me, blocking my way into the mountain, and the middle road Xu Tu slowly advanced, trying to block me in the ancient village, and then arrest me out.

It seems that there is no hope of entering the mountain, I looked left and right, and suddenly saw that there is an ancient porcelain kiln next to it, the arch is round and long, the longitudinal look is gourd-shaped, the kiln chimney has collapsed in half, but the main structure is still there, the kiln wall is peeling off, the grass is green, I don't know which dynasty and which generation of the legacy.

I watched the pursuers come in, and got in. The cave was large, high in the front and low in the back, like a tunnel that was gradually lowered. Sunlight shines in through the flat fire hole above, illuminating the interior very clearly. From the door of the kiln into the front room, past the parapet wall, there will be a fire chamber. The wall of the chamber is burned black, which should belong to a type of flat-flame kiln.

"Xuanci Chengjian" also introduces various kilns. I vaguely remember that it was mentioned in the book that Jingdezhen was a steamed bread kiln in the early days, and later it was improved in the Song and Yuan dynasties and became a gourd kiln, and later in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, it was changed to a town kiln, also called an egg kiln. The shape of the three is similar, but there are continuous improvements, and the more efficient the use of firepower is in the future, so the details are slightly different.

If it is a gourd kiln, then there will be a small opening under the fire chamber, which is flat in and out, and is used to blow air and add firewood. In the later kiln, this design was canceled and replaced with a front-mounted fire bed. I crouched down and groped around the bottom of the side, and sure enough, I found a slight depression and removed the rubble to reveal a hole. The hole wasn't big, but it barely allowed me to go in.

It's also thanks to me that I walked around the village several times before, noticed that there was such an ancient kiln, and did some homework in advance. Otherwise, I really don't know where to hide.

I endured the pain in my body, bared my teeth and straightened my body, burrowing in like a snake. It's cunning inside, and I can only endure it. The hole leads out to a low-eaves stove, which is now covered by grass and can be seen in the sunlight. I put my upper half into the stove, and I didn't dare to move anymore, and if I stretched my head forward, it would go out from the stove. If it is discovered, it will become a turtle in an urn.

As soon as I hid, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and hurriedly bent down, pressing the address book, and I didn't dare to breathe. There were many footsteps, running around the neighborhood, and then a voice rang out: "A bunch of waste! It's such a big place, where can he run?! ”

This is Liu Chengxuan's voice, and he actually chased after him personally. I listened to the sound of his leather boots stepping on the gravel, approaching the stove, and finally stopping right in front of me. Between me and his leather boots, there was only a thin layer of stove and withered yellow grass, and as long as a gust of wind blew, he could see me when he looked down slightly.

I mobilized all my muscles, kept my breathing as low as possible, and watched quietly. Liu Chengqian was in a very bad mood, paced back and forth in front of the stove several times, and kicked a stone away, very anxious. He was so mad that the cooked ducks actually flew.

"You search me again, door to door!" Then there was a "bang", and I felt the kiln behind me shake slightly. It is estimated that Liu Chengqian smashed it with a punch.

Several people agreed listlessly and dispersed. After a while, two big thick legs ran over quickly, looking at the width, it should belong to the dragon king.

"Why are you here? Didn't it tell you to chase people? Liu Chengqian was in a very bad mood.

The Dragon King said: "Boss, Xiao Wang was knocked unconscious in the communication room!" ”

"What?"

"Didn't you tell me to chase after Silversmith Yin. I sent a couple of people to chase after me and wanted to contact my brother in a nearby town to pick them up. As soon as I went up to the second floor, I found that the door of the communication room was open, and when I went in, Xiao Wang was unconscious, and the correspondence book was ...... It's gone. His voice was extremely low by the end.

"Smack!" A resounding slap hit the Dragon King in the face, and Liu Chengqian was furious: "It's impossible to make a wish to escape alone and steal the address book!" Who the hell was it, who let him out? ”

The Dragon King's voice was a little weak: "Mr. Yao told me that Huzi of Guiguzi was an undercover agent, and he helped Wishing to escape, and asked me to quickly bring more people over to help you." ”

"Wait a minute...... Do you see the medicine? ”

"Huh? Yes, he told me. ”

"Medicine, or it's undercover! He's in league with Wish! The wish must have been put by him! ”

When I heard this conversation, I felt a lot more relieved. Otherwise, the medicine really didn't die, and it deserved to be a scourge for thousands of years. It seems that the person who stunned the guards just now was also him. But it's very strange, with his personality, he must have to say a few words to save me, how can he go to his clothes and hide his merit and fame?

The Dragon King was a little overwhelmed, and with his brain, he really couldn't understand this strange situation. Liu Chengqian asked eagerly, "Where did you see him?" The dragon king touched his head: "At the door of the porcelain factory." Liu Chengqian was stunned for a moment, his calm expression finally collapsed completely, and he shouted hysterically: "Quick, go back!" This is a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain! ”

"Huh?" The Dragon King was stunned.

"Otherwise, let the wish out, let us chase it, he can take the opportunity to sneak into the porcelain factory - the paper shapes of the two jars, but they are all there!"

"Ahh The dragon king woke up like a dream.