The pattern fell on Nangong Wan's body, but there was no reaction, because the guards took the first step to finish off the overseer.

The Overseer fell to the ground and vanished in front of the puppets, causing no movement. Those puppets are like porcelain, there is no joy or sorrow, and they don't even look at what is happening in front of them.

"Miss Su, this place is not suitable for a long time." The guard reminded Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan looked at the puppets in the room full of orderly and busy puppets, and asked, "Have you seen the owner?" ”

The guard said: "I didn't see the owner, and I didn't feel any spiritual power belonging to the Thousand Porcelain Workshop. ”

Since there is no dungeon, let's go and look elsewhere. Nangong Wan was about to leave through the side door, but suddenly stood still, watching the row of puppets in front of him make porcelain in unison.

Nangong Wan finished reading one row and ran to another row to check.

Not only look at the porcelain, but also look at the actions of these puppets to make porcelain, as well as the finished product.

The guard was puzzled and asked, "Miss Su, what's wrong?" ”

Nangong Wan said: "The porcelain made by these puppets is all the simplest jars. Although Tiangonglou is not a place to enter the stream, and the porcelain produced cannot be put on the table at all, it is not necessary to fire so many such simple and mediocre vessels. ”

He remembered that Zhou Yi used a statue of "White Porcelain Zun of the Medicine King Out of the Mountain" when he traded with Tiangonglou, and he knew that it was a white porcelain just by listening to the name, and it was a painted porcelain. At present, in this underground palace, there are countless pottery fired, but there is not a single porcelain piece with a picture, nor a piece of porcelain fragment.

"There must be somewhere else making porcelain." Nangong Wan said.

The guard held out his hand, and a map immediately appeared in his palm.

This is the map of Tiangonglou drawn by Qiancifang, and from the map, the place where the ceramics are fired is the underground palace, which is where they are currently located.

Nangong Wan stared at the map and fell into deep thought, "Perhaps, Tiangong Tower is far more complicated than we imagined, what we see is just what they deliberately let us see." ”

Nangong Wan planned to go elsewhere to take a look, and he was bound to dig out the secrets of Tiangong Tower.

At this moment, in the small porcelain shop of the Su family, Su Xiaoli was too tired to finish the account book, so he sat on a chair to rest.

Su Xiaocheng handed over a cup of tea, "Sister, drink tea, don't get tired." ”

Su Xiaoli drank a cup of tea cleanly, and when he was almost rested, he began to talk to his younger brother: "Little orange, you have to cheer up and learn everything you need to learn, what if I get married one day, what will you do?" ”

She longed for it beautifully: "My fair lady, good gentleman." For a beautiful woman like me, the matchmaker will trample on the threshold of our house sooner or later. ”

Su Xiaocheng laughed, "Sister, don't look at it, you are a man now." ”

"Yes...... Su Xiaoli became worried, "I don't know when I will be able to change my body back." You said that the one called Nangong ran to such a dangerous place as Tiangong Tower, will there be an accident? If something happens to him, will I never be able to get my body back? ”

Su Xiaoli stood up from the chair suddenly, "No, I have to take a look." ”

Su Xiaocheng really didn't want her sister to be in danger, "Sister...... Are you worried about him? ”

"Of course not." Su Xiaoli said, "If something happens to him, won't my body be finished?" So how else can I possibly change my body back? ”

Su Xiaocheng anxiously pressed Su Xiaoli's hand: "Sister, he is from Qiancifang, there is a way, we don't have to worry about it." You're tired of the day today, so rest first. ”

Su Xiaocheng's words were soft, but his attitude was very firm, that is, he did not allow his sister to interfere in these strange things.

Before leaving, Su Xiaocheng also specially asked two female workers to guard the door.

After the female worker waited for Su Xiaocheng to leave, she lay on the side of the door and secretly looked inside the house, just for a wall of Nangong's late alluring city.

Su Xiaoli noticed the movement at the door, sighed, and walked to the back room.

The table mountain in the inner room also has a thorn painted by Nangong Wan. A white porcelain body as clear as jade, with a picture of a woman painted on it.

Su Xiaoli stared at the porcelain, but Nangong Wan's voice and smile appeared in his mind.

"Why do I think you look so familiar? Where have you seen it? ”

Su Xiaoli didn't know if he was talking about the woman on the white porcelain, or about Nangong Wan.

She stroked Yan Ge's face, the white porcelain was cold, and the expression of the woman in the painting was also cold, as if there was a thousand distances from this world.

"It's easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it's rare to have a lover. You are so lucky, you have Lord Nangong so obsessed with you, you dare not even give up your life for the sake of you. ”

"No, it's my life that he's giving up!"

Su Xiaoli felt heartache when he thought of this!

"If he has any accidents, I can only reluctantly use his identity to survive in the future."

I don't know if it was because she was too tired or for some other reason, but the white porcelain slowly blurred in her vision, as if there was a faint illusory light enveloping her.

Probably in a dream, Su Xiaoli saw the palace pavilion side by side with the sky under the auspicious light, with clouds as cushions, and the sunlight was close and soft, like a heavenly palace.

A delicate spirit porcelain slowly rotates, with spiritual power overflowing, and there is a great potential to benefit all things.

It snowed heavily, goose feathers fluttered, and a pond of soup was revealed, filled with a warm mist.

A woman stripped off her clothes and slowly walked into the pool.

Su Xiaoli wanted to look away, but found that this woman was the woman painted in the porcelain-the owner of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop.

As soon as Yan Ge arrived in the pool, the snow stopped suddenly, the withered plants and trees came to life, and the flowers bloomed brilliantly, as if the world had changed.

In a trance, I saw a man walking towards a woman.

"It's full moon night again, I'll come and see you."

The man wore a silver armor mask, and his voice was cold, chaotic, and ethereal, making it difficult to hear.

Yan Ge raised his face like jade porcelain: "I'm fine, it'll be fine after tonight." ”

The man got up and left, leaving behind a trail of his back.

Yan Ge stared at his back, his eyes full of reluctance and love.

In a trance, Su Xiaoli's vision returned to clarity, she was a little surprised, what happened just now? Are you dreaming or hallucinating? It's as if something pops out of my head.

It's not the first time she has felt this way, before at the broken wall, when Xiao Chengzi and Er Taozi said that she was not Su Xiaoli, she suddenly had a lot of pictures in her head, and she said it in passing. Judging from the reactions of Xiao Chengzi and Er Taozi, what came to her mind at that time should be the memories that belonged to Su Xiaoli.

Could it be that what I just saw is also a memory?

Su Xiaoli shook his head and denied this conjecture.

She is neither Yange nor the masked man, why do she have such memories? I think I'm hallucinating.

Calm down, she felt sorry for Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan didn't even care about his life for the sake of Yange, but there was someone else who Yange liked.

Su Xiaoli lay on the table softly, knocking on the white porcelain with his fingers.

"Falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, and flowing water has no intention of falling in love with falling flowers."

"Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die."

……

Su Xiaoli sighed sadly for a long time, and came to the Thousand Porcelain Workshop in a daze.

In the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, the guards shuttled back and forth, each busy. The porcelain makers are all women, light silk shirts, and their steps are shaky. The owner of the shop, Yan Ge, passed by Nangong Wan's door, raised his eyes to take a look, and left without staying long.

Nangong Wan was originally painting porcelain in front of the coffee table, but when she raised her eyes and saw that it was Yan Ge who came, she lowered her head and continued to paint porcelain, pretending not to see it. When she left, Fang raised his head again and stared at him for a long time, so that he didn't even hear the people around him call him.

A gust of wind came, swept away all illusions, and Su Xiaoli returned to consciousness.

If what you saw just now was really what happened, then Nangong Wan would be too miserable.

She walked to the door of the room, planning to go to Tiangong Tower to find Nangong Wan.

Seeing that the two female workers outside the door were still peeking, and they wanted to get in through the crack in the door, Su Xiaoli simply came out of the window.

She didn't expect that she could leave the Su family's small porcelain shop like a gust of wind and fly high in the air just by moving her mind. Although my heart is not adapting, my body is very stable.