Looking at this shocking scene, Dali, who had always been disdainful of the hammer maker before, slowly opened his mouth at this time, and his face was full of incredulity.

The potsmith's action was very fast, just after the first nail was processed, he quickly smeared all the remaining five nails with cyan liquid, and after all the nails were pasted on the water tank, the hammermaker nodded with satisfaction on his face, but when he wanted to put the porcelain bottle in his hand on, the small porcelain bottle suddenly turned into pieces for some reason, and slowly fell to the ground!

Looking at the broken porcelain vase, the satisfied color on the potsmith's face disappeared before, and was replaced by a deep loneliness.

When I saw the porcelain vase in the man's hand shattered, I hurried to the man's side, squatted down and helped the man pick up the pieces on the ground.

When the man watched me help him pick up the fragments of the porcelain vase on the ground, he looked up at me and put all the fragments of the porcelain vase in his hand into the bamboo basket.

When I saw the man put all the fragments of the porcelain vase into the bamboo basket, he hurriedly handed over the fragments he had just picked up in his hand and asked, "Master, how could this porcelain vase break by itself?" ”

After the hammermaker took the fragment in my hand, he sighed slightly, and then said slowly: "Alas, child, you are still too young, and you still don't understand some things, and some things exist that are valuable, but when their value is all used up, he will be like this porcelain vase!" ”

When I heard the words of the potsmith, my heart shook slightly, and I always felt that what the man said had a deep meaning, but I couldn't think of it, which made me feel a little anxious.

After the man finished speaking to me, he put all the pieces of the porcelain vase in his hand into the bamboo basket, and then stood up again and walked towards the water tank!

Once again, the potsmith came to the water tank, his right hand constantly stroking the crack with his own nails. As the potsmith continued to stroke the water tank, a trace of pale cyan liquid was left on the top of the water tank along his fingers, and as the cyan blood flowed out of the man's hand, the crack on the water tank was rapidly healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Since the carpenter's body blocked my and Dali's view, Dali and I didn't notice the scene.

"Ahem!"

When the jarsmith applied the liquid to the tank with his fingers for about three minutes, his face turned unusually pale and he coughed violently.

When I saw the smith coughing, I hurriedly tapped him lightly on the back a few times, trying to help him breathe.

However, to my surprise, when my right hand touched the back of the potsmith, the feeling of my right hand touching him was stiff and cold, as if it were touching a water tank.

When my hands touched him, the smith's body instinctively ducked to the side, letting go of his right hand that wanted to slap him on the back again.

At the moment when the potsmith moved away, the cyan water tank was completely exposed in front of my eyes, but to my great surprise, the cracks on the water tank in front of me were so small that they were almost impossible to see with the naked eye, and the nails on the cracks were not visible at first glance because they were cyan.

Looking at the water tank that was almost as good as before, my face was full of surprise, and my right hand reached into my pocket and took out the money, and asked the potsmith who was loading things: "Master, how much does your pot cost?" ”

After putting the delicate curium bow into the bamboo basket, the potsmith stood up with the bamboo basket and glanced at the hundred-yuan bill in my hand, shook his head slightly and said: "Little brother, your cylinder is the last cylinder I collected the mountain, and this time I don't need money!" ”

"Then how can it be, master, you don't want money, you can't do it, otherwise this will be in vain?" When I saw that the hammer maker didn't want money, I was a little anxious, glanced at the big bill with four heads in my hand, and gritted my teeth and stuffed it into the hand of the hammer maker.

When the hammermaker saw the hundred-yuan bill in my hand stuffed towards him, he quickly took a few steps back and said lightly: "Little brother, you should keep this money for yourself!" If you really have this heart, I hope you can treat this water tank well in the future, I thank you for the water tank! When the potsmith said this, he bowed deeply to me.

After I heard the words of the potsmith, I became a monk of Erzhang, and when the potsmith bowed to me, my face was full of puzzlement.

After bowing to me, the smith smiled at me with a puzzled face, and walked slowly towards the door.

When I looked at the back of the potsmith walking outward, my heart shook slightly, and an indescribable feeling came to my heart.

"Master, have you eaten? Why don't you leave and stay and have a drink with us? Just when the hammer maker passed by Dali's side, Dali didn't know what he thought, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said aloud.

"Little brother, I won't eat anymore, I still have things to do, so I'm leaving, I hope you can treat your own porcelain in the future, although they have no life, but they also have a reason and story to survive alone!" After uttering another elusive remark, the potsmith slowly walked out of the room and towards the door.

I had already reacted at this time, and when I saw the potsmith who had already walked to the yard, I hurriedly chased after him. Although the smith didn't take any money, I sent him out of the gate out of courtesy.

Dali and I watched the potsmith in the distance, each with a different expression on his face.

"Gao Tian, do you want to go back to the house to drink?" After staring at the empty street for a long time, a strong voice sounded around me.

"Drink, must drink! Now that the water tanks have been cured, I don't have to be afraid of my grandfather coming back, wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't drink some wine to celebrate such a good thing! When I had finished speaking, I was already walking briskly towards the house.

When I got back to the house, I turned the wall of the tank with the nails against the wall again, and after looking around a few times and seeing that the cracks in the tank were hard to detect, I hurried back into the house.

Just as Dali and I went back to the house to drink, a crack suddenly appeared in the closed door, and the pale cyan figure that had left before quickly floated into the room along the crack in the door, and the figure came to the water tank not long after entering the room, paused for a while, and then merged into the water tank.

Just after the cyan figure merged into the water tank, I saw that the small crack on the water tank was completely healed in an instant, and with the disappearance of the crack on the water tank, the six nails left on the water tank by the potsmith before slowly disappeared one by one!

After all the nails on the water tank disappeared, there was a man carrying a bamboo basket on the pattern on the water tank, although the man was carrying a bamboo basket in his hand, but his eyes had been staring closely around, as if he was afraid that someone would damage the water tank! (To be continued.) )