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"It's over, the young master's paranoia is getting stricter and stricter!"

The old butler pessimistically watched his crazy young master pouting his fat buttocks, squatting on the dam of the castle moat, constantly groping in the dirty mud on the ground with his hands, occasionally crushing the soil in his hands into particles, putting it on his nose and sniffing vigorously, with a satisfied smirk on his face, as if he was holding a fragrant roast goose instead of fishy dirt in his hand.

In the past few days, his own young master seems to have taken a fancy to the embankment of this moat, and every time he goes to the garrison camp to train recruits, he walks back and forth on this embankment, and occasionally wanders in the dirty and damp mud, squatting down to take a look and touch it, which is exactly the same as the onset of paranoia before.

Du Yu kneaded the soil in his hand into a ball with his right hand, and then flattened and dried the damp soil in his hand with internal strength.

In the past few days, Du Yu has been measuring back and forth on the bank of this long river, checking along the river with the water potential, although the surface of the river embankment is full of inky black silt,

But in his previous life, in order to learn the "massage and soft hands" in his internal strength, Du Yu, who had studied ceramic zuò with the master of soft hands for three years, still saw the strangeness here at a glance.

With Du Yu's survey, it was found that under this piece of river beach was a rare white clay, which was also called "porcelain clay" in the previous life, which was the material for firing ceramics.

The old housekeeper saw that his young master broke off a dead wood branch from the dead tree by the river, drew a circle a few meters wide on the damp dirt mound, and then fiercely set up the dead branch in his hand in the middle, turned around and smiled at the sluggish old housekeeper behind him, "You find a few guards, dig down from here according to the position I draw, and give me all the white soil below to move to the workshop house by the river, I have a big use."

"Clear water, you can show off my clothes, Tongshan is beautiful, you can please my heart, take the mountain as the body, carve with water, turn the circle at will, move at will, and providence becomes a soft hand" This is a mantra spread by a soft hand teacher in Du Yu's previous life about "internal strength and soft hands".

Du Yu felt that with his innate internal strength, the seven orifices of his body could almost connect to the breath of heaven and earth, and the blood and qi of the whole body formed a circulation system.

As his mood became more and more sophisticated, Du Yu could already clearly feel the whirlpools of various worldly air currents that occurred around him, and the changes in weather could imply a rule.

The air flow gathers under the heavy rain, the air flow is fast, the wind and clouds rise, the air flow is slow, the white clouds and dogs, and the climate changes in the world are the same, this unique feeling reminds Du Yu of the porcelain soft hands that he practiced with the master for three years in his previous life.

Just like this change of weather, the soft and malleable clay gradually turns the frizzy surface into a smooth and square, and the soil composed of the world's debris becomes crystal clear, unstained glass

Therefore, on a whim, not only did he build a simple small workshop by the river, but he also looked for "porcelain clay" near his castle as his own cultivation of soft hands, hoping to discover the control law of mastering the flow of heaven and earth.

"The young master is really amazing, he even guessed that there is all white dirt underneath, could it be that his young master is really a great wizard?" The old butler commanded a dozen castle guards to shovel the soil in the marked position.

Sure enough, after digging down the depth of the dead branches that Du Yu inserted, after digging more than ten centimeters of black soil on the initial surface, the white soil began to be exposed.

When the old housekeeper of his own young master was paranoid, he looked at this qiē in surprise, although this kind of white soil is not uncommon in the territory, and can be seen on the side of many mountains,

But it was the first time that the old butler had seen such a soft white clay hidden under such black soil, which was different from the dry white clay exposed on the mountain, which would crumble into pieces when he pinched it.

This white clay was more like a clump of fermented white bread waiting to be baked, and the old butler could leave deep fingerprints on it with a slight pinch of his hand, and all the guards who saw it were amazed.

These high-quality white mud were immediately sent into Du Yu's small workshop by the river, no one knew what their lord was doing in this mysterious small workshop, even the most intimate old butler was politely rejected by the young master, according to the rumors, this is the secret room where the lord this wizard configures deadly poisons.

In fact, the real reason is that Du Yu is afraid that when he is practicing soft hands, the diffuse energy will hurt the people nearby.

Within a few days, more than a dozen guards, under the personal command of the lord, carefully moved out of the lord's mysterious hut a round and long-necked yellow-white utensils, which were made of white mud sent in a few days ago, and the old housekeeper standing next to Du Yu suddenly touched his forehead, "It turns out that the young master wants to burn pottery by himself."

"Young master, if you want these strange-shaped pottery, just sue me, I will let the potters in the territory make them according to the requirements of the young master, you don't need to do it yourself"

The old housekeeper looked at Du Yu aggrievedly, although the family is now in decline, but it has not fallen to the point that even the daily pottery has to be fired by itself, so it is spread out, the face of the family is really lost to the family, there is a nobleman who personally burns pottery!

"Put these things into the kiln on the side, you must put them gently, but don't destroy the things!" Du Yu is seriously arranging the guards holding the porcelain embryos to carefully put the porcelain embryos into the kiln they built in an orderly manner.

The porcelain embryo is too dense and unevenly exposed to fire, the porcelain surface is not smooth, and it will be broken when it is brittle, and it will be overheated if it is too loose, and it will explode into fragments directly in the flames, so among the hundreds of porcelain embryos in a kiln, there are only about a dozen pieces that can really be formed and smooth, which is extremely difficult to succeed.

"Leave a few people to help me add fire, and everyone else will go back first" Du Yu looked at the raging fire in the earthen kiln, waved his hand at the dazed old housekeeper and guard, and then sat down cross-legged in front of the firing earthen kiln without saying anything.

In the past few days, Du Yu has reviewed the soft hands that he had practiced for several years, and sure enough, the realm is different, and the kneading techniques are also different.

Du Yu found that he had reached the realm where he could see without his eyes, and he could know that there were still small concaves and bumps on the surface of the porcelain clay by relying on the airflow changes caused by the high-speed rotation of the porcelain clay surface.

"Make up for the potential with the circle, see the big with the small, make up for the deficiency with the hidden guard, and turn the heart at will" These past life things are yes or wrong, and the vague and incomprehensible words are now like a huge bell vibrating in Du Yu's mind, and the excited Du Yu didn't even return to the castle, and directly sat down next to the kiln to see the enlightenment.

Seeing Du Yu sitting in front of the earthen kiln with his eyes closed strangely, all the guards looked at their master suspiciously, "This young master's paranoia is indeed getting stricter and stricter, and they all regard this place as a bedroom."

But he didn't know that Du Yu was at the most critical moment from quantitative change to qualitative change at this moment, and the hot red cyclone sprayed out of the earthen kiln around him was like a guiding light, and Du Yu's sense of qi attracted directly into the earthen kiln.

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