Ah Ran looked at the person standing in front of him in a protective posture, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. But he was afraid of the identity of the other party, and his mouth moved a few times to ask, but he didn't dare to speak.

And Zhang Guiqing didn't notice Sang Ling's tentative tone at all, he just wanted to please the fairy and quickly take down the demon clan, he said directly:

"Fairy, just take the demon's flesh and blood and mix it in, and then knead it with a special formula and give it to the fire to ensure that after this thin porcelain comes out, it will sound like a jade chime, as thin as a cicada's wings, and it will be absolutely top-grade."

Sang Ling nodded, punishment, real punishment, as soon as I heard it, I did a lot of experiments before I came out. Thinking of the fur in the stove hole in the kitchen of this dog, I knew that this guy was already a journeyman, and all the demon clans in the cliff cave should have died at his hands.

So, she felt that she needed to ask a crucial question now, the question about the truth of the day.

"How can you guarantee that this thing will be successful, I heard that ceramics are more difficult to make than pottery, and now there is a demon clan, how can it be enough for you."

Zhang Guiqing's eyes widened suddenly, and there was not surprise in his eyes, but madness, a kind of madness that was finally recognized.

He knew that this method was cruel and dangerous, and if it was an ordinary person or a monk, even if he loved thin porcelain, he would feel extremely cruel when he heard this method. But now that the other party asked, he still asked about the result of success or not. This proves that she is endorsing his stuff! She's excited!

He felt that victory was a big step closer to him, and he couldn't wait to say:

"It's enough, it's enough, I have known the dosage after countless careful verifications, and it must be enough. Although this guy looks thin, I can be careful and chop a little, and I can definitely ensure that all this flesh and bone meal can be used. ”

Ah Ran's face was covered with dead ashes, and he sat down on the ground.

Sang Ling frowned slightly but did not comfort him immediately, and continued to ask:

"How many finished products can he produce by him?"

Zhang Guiqing pinched his fingers and laughed out of his blackened gums.

"There are probably dozens of high-quality products, and there are several high-quality products."

"How much did you make back then?"

"A few hundred, that's a lot of money. I sold the best products to the mortal rich, but I sold them to the monks, haha. ”

"Hundreds, how many demon clans do you have, how did you catch them?"

"Catch? No, they bought my clay pot before, they were familiar with me, I quietly gave them leaf hook grass, poisoned and asked me to send it to the medicine hall, I directly received it to my house one by one, all chopped into minced meat, one did not pull, all became thin porcelain materials for me to make money. ”

"Then you really deserve death."

ended the topic in a flat tone, Zhang Guiqing was not half alert, and his eyes were full of thought of the pride of the year.

"What if sin deserves death? Back then, those people begged me to send money to me, just to buy thin porcelain, what a beautiful scenery I was. Even if I use the flesh and blood of the demon clan, I have made good things with my craftsmanship, and it is rare in the world, so what is my sin! ”

"Can't be killed."

"What?"

Zhang Guiqing was stunned.

Sang Ling lightly repeated it a second time:

"I said, you can't kill the demon clan."

Zhang Guiqing opened his mouth and howled, with a look that was unacceptable to be questioned:

"There are scorpions in the medicine, and pigs and sheep are slaughtered when they eat, what's the pity of those poultry, why can't the demon clan kill them when it's their turn!"

Sang Ling couldn't understand the other party's logic, and then chose to end the other party's cheap words with a slap.

Zhang Guiqing woke up from her old dream and raised her hand to cover her face in disbelief. There was a hot pain on it, which proved that the slap just now was not light.

"Fairy, why did you hit me?"

"If you hit you, you will beat you, do you still have to pick a day?"

Zhang Guiqing shook suddenly, and then reacted quickly.

"You were just tricking me!"

"Congratulations, you got it right, but there is no prize."

Sang Ling pinched it, and then the hemp rope on the door panel behind him came automatically, and immediately tied up Zhang Guiqing, who was about to escape in front of him. It was tightly tied from neck to toe, like a twist, and fell to the ground at once.

Zhang Guiqing saw that he was lying on the ground again, still tied up with hemp rope, and was very angry:

"Fairy!"

Sang Ling hummed back, and then waved his hand mercilessly and slapped him a second time.

Zhang Guiqing was a little stunned with two slap prints. The methods of torture of immortals. How is it a slap in the face, which is extremely insulting, but it is not as lethal as it was at the beginning.

"Fairy?"

The voice was a little more uncertain and tentative.

Sang Ling then threw a third slap.

Zhang Guiqing was completely confused, closed his mouth and didn't dare to speak.

Sang Ling squatted down, looked at him carefully, and saw that the other party's mouth was closed like a river mussel, and said with a little regret:

"If you don't speak, how can I slap you?"

Zhang Guiqing dared to speak, he didn't dare to move at all, and hurriedly shook his head. At the same time, I was frantically guessing in my heart, is the fairy angry? The monk doesn't like the demon clan in the first place, she can't be angry for this demon clan, right? His eyes quietly looked at the young man's position, and after careful examination, he made a discovery.

I see, this demon clan was born weak and pitiful, it must have affected the fairy's compassion, and he blamed himself for sticking a rod to the end, but he didn't distinguish the fairy's mind.

He hurriedly explained:

"I'll go look for other demon clans when the time comes, and I'll give this to the fairy. The poison on his body is easy to unravel, as long as he goes to the cliff cave to find the leaf ditch grass, and uses their stems and leaves to directly detoxify. ”

Sang Ling's raised hand didn't go down, but she didn't expect Zhang Guiqing to be familiar with Ye Goucao:

"How do you know?"

Could it be that the old doctor is your accomplice?

Zhang Guiqing didn't dodge last time this time, and said directly:

"One of the Yadong Demon Clan was poisoned before, and I sent it to the medicine hall to see, and at that time he was poisoned by Ye Gou Cao, and I also went to find the antidote, so I knew it very well."

Sang Ling didn't expect the old doctor to say about the demon clan three years ago, including Zhang Guiqing. No wonder this person is so clear about the poisonous nature of the leaf hook grass to the demon clan, presumably the place full of leaf hook grass is also his handiwork.

The truth that had been buried in the past slowly became clear, and Sang Ling felt that the mirror in her body was also slowly fluctuating, and the originally weak mirror energy was rising little by little. Although it is not much, it proves that the idea of solving the problem is correct. But how can you complete this question quickly and without losing points?

Sang Ling turned her head to look at the young man behind her, who was already sitting on the ground with tears hanging on her face. The young man had already been shocked by all these reversals, and he couldn't escape anyway, so he wanted to kill or chop them as he pleased.

Sang Ling, who didn't get an answer, could only turn her head again, looking at Zhang Guiqing in front of her, she felt that she was still tired from squatting, she picked up a stool from the storage bag and took it out, then sat down comfortably, and took out the two things in the storage bag.

Zhang Guiqing looked at the things in front of him and was a little unsure:

"This is, clay pot?"

Sang Ling nodded:

"This one wrapped in yellow cloth is something I saw by chance before, because I came to Pot City because of it. As for the second one, I bought it at Fan's Restaurant this morning, and your old friend said that it was a gift from you back then, and I wanted to sell it to Boss Fan. Boss Fan didn't have any money, so he gave this thing to me. ”

Zhang Guiqing didn't expect that the man surnamed Wang would come back quietly, and he would take out the things he had paid off his debts to him three years ago and sell them again. So his eyelashes trembled even more, and it took a long time before he dared to guess carefully.

"So, does the fairy like my craft?"

Sure enough, as soon as this stupid man thought about it, he wanted to make people laugh, and Sang Ling almost didn't laugh and got angry.

"You think I liked your craft and collected two jars?"

"If not, does the fairy really want to save this demon clan? It's a big joke. ”

Zhang Guiqing, who was ridiculed, suddenly burst into flames, and then was shocked by the other party's next action, like a basin of ice water poured from head to the bottom of his feet.

"What are you going to do!"

Sang Ling checked the kitchen knife in her hand, the blade was sharp, it was Zhang Guiqing who was preparing to kill the demon just now, and it was sharpened.

She raised the kitchen knife and patted Zhang Guiqing's cheek slowly, only to see that the other party's face was already shaking like a rubber band, and she was really frightened, and soon an indescribable commotion filled the air.

Sang Ling looked down, and Yue's retreated.

"How old is it that you pee your pants in such a scared way? When you took a kitchen knife to cut him, you were mighty and majestic. ”

Zhang Guiqing is already like chaff, he has always been a strong outsider, otherwise he would not have been chased by debt collectors and hid in the mountains after losing the money. Even if he cheated the money later, he only dared to use it behind his back, and he didn't dare to show his face at all.

"Fairy, fairy, I just lost my mind, I definitely didn't mean it, please spare your life. If you want to like this demon clan, you take it directly, and never say anything about the small one! ”

Sang Ling shook her head lightly.

Zhang Guiqing's face turned pale, seeing that the kitchen knife was coming over again, he quickly squirmed and wanted to move away, but the fast thing was the kitchen knife that was about to cut his neck, and he immediately opened his mouth to beg for mercy:

"Fairy, if you don't like my craft, I'll wash my hands and never do it again, I'll stay in the mountains and do nothing, fairy!"

Sang Ling still shook his head, then rested the kitchen knife on his neck and slowly pressed it down.

Zhang Guiqing has been scared ten years younger and has become a grandson. He thought desperately, trying to find out the other party's thoughts, but as soon as the other party came in, it was normal and he couldn't see anything, but there must be something he missed, absolutely.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guiqing already felt that the pain in his neck was getting stronger and stronger, almost making him break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that Jing Neng didn't move again, Sang Ling put away the kitchen knife with some interest, and then kicked and released the hemp rope on Zhang Guiqing's body.

"Get up, you can go."

Zhang Guiqing picked up a life, he couldn't care about anything anymore, he got up with a bone, and rushed out of the door like crazy. Who knew that when he was about to step out of the threshold, he suddenly felt a cold wind coming from behind.

The great joy of being saved just now instantly turned into frightened anger, and the original letting go was a deliberate trick by the other party, to torture himself mentally.

He turned back angrily, and saw a flat pole cut by the sound of the wind coming towards him, and cried out in horror:

"Ahhh

"Bang!"

It's the sound of a hard object hitting the flesh, and then the second, and then the third...... Countless times.

In the end, two clay pots smashed over his head one after another, and countless broken porcelain pieces mixed with broken flesh and blood flowed to the ground. But the man breathed a sigh of relief, and could only swollen the pig's head and face, and groaned in pain on the ground.

Sang Ling looked at the blood on the ground and withdrew the flat shoulder, looked back at the shivering young man in the corner, tilted his head and smiled.

"Arise, you are saved."

Aran: ......!

Moved, don't dare to move!

Sang Ling looked at the blood on the ground and felt that the child must be frightened, and then reached out to help.

At this moment, the open door panel was slammed and half kicked away, and Su Luo stood outside the door.