The pig is really the second in 10,000 years on the new book list, I hooked my fingers and shed tears, and I implore everyone to cast more flowers, woo woo.

PS: I recommend a good book, the number of words is enough to gnaw, "Immortal", which tells the story of a magical character who has lived for more than a thousand years.

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Seeing that Mo Lin was absent-minded, Lin Bo knocked on the bowl with chopsticks and said, "Mo Lin, let me tell you something interesting." ”

"What's the matter?" Mo Lin asked.

"Have you ever been to the great glaciers of the north?" Lin Bo asked.

"Nope." Mo Lin shook his head, he had been to the farthest place in his life, that is, the place where the meteor remnants fell two days ago.

"I grew up there, and I didn't come to Moshi Village until I was six years old." "It's interesting there." ”

"Really? What's interesting? Mo Lin became interested, and he was full of curiosity about the world outside the Ink Village. The reason why he wants to be an ink artist so much, in addition to the deep-rooted sense of honor, Mo Lin also hopes to travel freely on the mainland and see the new world and new scenery like the ink artist.

"The most interesting thing about the big glaciers is the cold." Lin Bo said slowly, "Our Ink Village is very warm even in winter, so you can't experience that cold taste at all. ”

"What's the cold method?" He Xiaogong on the side also became interested, "I am also from the north, and the winter in our place is dripping into ice." Could it be that the Great Glacier is even colder? ”

"What is dripping into ice, I'll tell you......" Limpo lowered his voice and said something sneaky.

Mo Lin and He Xiaogong were stunned for a moment when they heard Lin Bo's words, and then said in unison: "Hell! ”

"Really, I don't lie to you. If you don't believe me, you will have the opportunity to try the big glacier in the future, and don't blame me for not warning you if it freezes. Lin Bo saw that the two did not believe it, and he was very dissatisfied.

After eating, the three of them returned to the machine shop, planning to continue to study cotton iron with the three masters in the afternoon. But when they arrived at the store, they learned that the three of them had been called to a meeting by the giant, and everyone was deflated.

However, before leaving, the three masters left an order for the apprentices to burn the furnace to the highest temperature and use it to smelt cotton iron. It's a pity that for a whole afternoon, the furnace fire has been at the highest temperature, but there is no movement in the cotton.

Lin Bo and He Xiaogong, who had lost confidence, ran to prepare for tomorrow's machinery auction, and the other companions were also busy building machinery, only Mo Lin had been watching Miantie by the fire, and the thoughts in his mind floated one by one, but they were rejected one by one. After all, he is just a star craftsman who has just graduated, and his experience and technical ability are not a little worse than those of the great craftsmen, so naturally he can't think of any good way.

A whole day passed, and Mo Lin did not make any progress. Fortunately, I went to Luo Qianqian's house for a meal at night, and secretly drank two bottles of rice wine with Uncle Luo, seeing that Luo Qianqian had cheered up from the loss of the failed mission, Mo Lin's mood was also much better.

When he got home, Mo Lin lay on the bed and silently sorted out his thoughts during the day, but he still didn't have any clue. In desperation, Mo Lin was ready to start to meditate, and as soon as he sat down cross-legged, he felt a little urinating.

"Maybe I've drunk too much rice wine, so let's go to the toilet first." Mo Lin got up and went to the toilet in the courtyard.

"Whoa......" Mo Lin was dripping with water, and suddenly remembered the interesting story that Lin Bo said at lunch.

"It's really thanks to him for coming up with it, saying that the big glacier is so cold that when you pee outside, you have to prepare a small stick to pee while peeing, otherwise the urine will freeze, and even the little brother will be frozen together." Mo Lin shook his head, not believing what Lin Bo said at all.

It was originally a joke that flashed in his mind, but Mo Lin suddenly grasped something sensitively. He was so stunned by the toilet that he forgot to mention his pants.

"Urine freezes...... Frozen ......" Mo Lin muttered in his mouth, jumped up suddenly, and shouted: "I have thought of a way!" ”

Mo Lin hurriedly ran out, ran two steps and fell, only to realize that he had forgotten to lift his pants. He lifted his pants and rushed out of the house quickly, heading straight for Xiangyun Machinery Store.

In the Xiangyun Machinery Store, Mo Zhou and Liu Zhouzi are busy. At the afternoon meeting, the two of them were ordered by the giant to come up with a plan for the use of cotton iron before tomorrow's mechanical auction.

Since returning to the machine shop in the evening, they have been calcining the cotton iron. But no matter how it was burned, the cotton iron did not change its shape at all, and the hammer hit on it had no effect at all.

The two of them used all their forging skills, but they still couldn't help it, they just wasted their strength in vain.

"What the giant said makes sense, if we can't use the cotton iron but still keep it, it will indeed make other families see the joke." Liu Zhouzi pinched out the balls on the surface of the cotton iron with iron tongs, and watched the balls calm back to their original state little by little. He was clearly sure that this cotton iron was an excellent and good material, but he couldn't use it, and his heart was very upset.

"Yes, if we can't take advantage of it, if other families ask to buy it tomorrow, it will be difficult for the giant to refuse." The ink shaft is also worried. If this piece of cotton iron is obtained by other families and something powerful is developed, will the craftsmen of the Mo family still have face?

"Anyway, we're going to fight tonight." Liu Zhouzi said.

"Otherwise, let's try the old way, shall we?" Mo Axis whispered.

"You want to ......," Liu Zhouzi's face changed, "It's not time yet." ”

"It's only one night, how do you know if you don't try." Mo Zhou sighed, "As a craftsman, sooner or later, you will come across a piece of material that people are willing to sacrifice. ”

"Blood casting is a forbidden technique, no one has used it for thirty years, you have to think twice." Liu Zhouzi persuaded.

"For the honor of the Mo craftsman, what is my sacrifice? Needless to say, help me ramp up the fire. Moshaft said, going back to the inner room and taking out a delicate wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, there was a dagger engraved with the words "master craftsman", which was a symbol of the status of the master craftsman awarded to him by the Mo family.

"Alas......" Liu Zhouzi sighed, "Moxi, you better think about it again." ”

"There is no time, the mechanical auction will start after dawn, and I would rather use my life to conquer Miantie than lose my honor and live." Mo Zhou said solemnly.

Liu Zhouzi was silent, of course he knew the importance of honor to the ink artists and craftsmen. So he had to pull the bellows hard to make the fire in the forge burn even brighter. Miantie lay quietly in the furnace, still a puddle of soft mud, and the form did not change in the slightest.

The ink shaft walked to the fire, and the hot fire swept through the stove, and the heat came to his face, curling up a few strands of hair in front of his forehead. As if he didn't feel the heat, he walked up to the stove and rolled up the sleeve on his left arm, revealing his strong arm. He held the dagger in his right hand, and when he found a position on his left arm, he was about to stab it down.