Chapter 59: Bone wire (4)

After asking this, Stone Zhang regretted it a little, because he noticed the action of Xuan Mercy, and frowned deeply.
Stone Zhang: "..." I just asked casually, I really don't need to think about it so carefully ...
He turned his head silently, and looked at Jiang Shining who was standing by the hearth to watch the fire, and asked with his mouth: What to do, I was so panicked.
Jiang Shining shrugged: asking for it.
When Zhang Zhang looked back, Xuan Merci had retracted his hand, and frowning at the pigskin glue in the pot, looking thoughtful. Honestly, his monk's clothes didn't seem to touch the dust of the stars, and they really did not match the fireworks in the stove. He stood by the hearth, and even the fire shrank a bit.
Stone Zhang couldn't imagine what Xuan Mercy was thinking, but judging by his expression, it shouldn't be such a pleasant thing. So he didn't dare to bother talking at this stall, and euphemistically invited the great out, so he had to wait with the eyes of Jiang Shining.
Fortunately, although Xuan Mercy is sometimes unreasonable, it is much better than Xue Xian's temperament of deliberately seeking pleasure. The pig's skin glue in the pot was boiled to make a gurgling sound, pulling Xuan Mian back to God. He didn't say much, just glanced at the hearth again, and said, "The fire is too small."
After speaking, without looking at Stone Shi and Jiang Shining, he stepped out of the stove.
The white monk robe swept past the door and disappeared.
Zhang Changyu breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm strangling, I'm too old, and I can't stand the fright. My heart beats so fast ..."
Jiang Shining quietly relieved, adding grass to the hearth without saying a word.
"But this master is indeed awesome. Why is everything possible?" Stone Zhang remembered this a little bit strangely. "It's like this thing--"
He washed the pig's skin glue in the pot and said, "This mask, no one in this area thinks about this. I still got a trip back to Liangzhou by a big man, and I only saw it once because of fate. Close to Guanyu, there are many miscellaneous things, and some people have to learn this kind of manual effort in order to save their lives. These things can not be saved in years and experience. Not that I say ... This master is young, even if able I ’m old. I ’m here, and the people I ’ve run across are limited. How do he get stuff in his belly?

In fact, let alone a stone, Jiang Shining sometimes feels the same way. He always feels that the insight and calmness displayed by Xuan Mercy has far exceeded his age ...
The middle-aged old man, Shitou Zhang, has no other fun. When talking about this kind of exploration experience, he has eight heads. He glanced into the yard and lowered his voice: "Just the ancestor Xue. When I meet this master, sometimes I have an inexplicable advantage. Just like today, I think that the ancestor seems to be walking around the master. 诶 Do you think that a man who is twenty years old can cure the real dragon? Really? Dragon, how old is that! "
The broken-mouthed babble was lingering endlessly, like a bald-haired sparrow with eight mouths open. He said so, and murmured again, "Yeah, how old is the ancestor?"
Jiang Shining rubbed his ears that were buzzing constantly, and said badly, "Ghosts don't know."
Although Stone Zhang didn't understand why Xuan Mercy knew how to make this mask, he still kept the fire alive exactly as he said, and waited for another moment.
He took the glue out and snorted into the yard against a hot bowl. "Dangdang" put the bowl on the table and jumped with his ears. "Okay, what about other materials?"
Fang Cheng put all the scraps of materials that he had previously found on the table. The chopped chopped, the milled juice and the juice, the dishes, bowls, and bowls seemed like cooking.
Zhang Zhang didn't delay, and lived on the spot.
Others are a little curious about this, but this is a delicate job after all, and they are afraid of disturbing the stones, so most of them stand not far or close, and don't ask much, don't ask much, just watch in silence.
Xue Xian thinks this is quite interesting. He hasn't heard of the so-called □□ in the past, but it's the first time to see someone make it himself. But because of something inconvenient to say, he always sat short--
Every time he saw Hyun Mercy, he rolled away from his chair, sometimes going to the front hall to find the twin brothers, and sometimes harassing the beggars. So much so that he hides in a persuasive manner, and at the same time he whispers in his heart: he can't be relieved to watch a lively event!
In this way, he naturally did not see the whole production process. When he came back after a large circle, Stone Zhang had already completed most of it, and he was out of shape. The little beggar was still sick on the bed, and half of his face was described as horrible and inconvenient to touch.
At this time, the strength of the artist Zhang Shizhang became apparent. He walked in and stared at the intact half of the beggar's face for a long time, seeming to write down every detail of her cheek, and then stared at the ruined half of the face in a false gesture.
When he came out again, he had already adjusted his molds with confidence.
This is probably the most labor-intensive and time-consuming process.
It took a long time for Stone Zhang to reveal the finished product, but this finished product was different from Xue Xian's imagination. He thought it should be a complete one, but who knew it was two separate pieces, one was slightly thicker, some curved, and the other was as thin as a cicada.
"Why two?" Xue Xian couldn't help but stop the chair and asked out loud.
Shitou Zhang explained: "It is better to increase or decrease this kind of mask. For example, you can fill in a thin skin and fill a short nose ... the girl's face is broken and fleshy, it is too uneven and needs to be filled. Now, the thicker one is to fill in the ones she is missing, and the thinner one is to connect the filled part with the rest of the skin. It is equivalent to filling one layer and covering it. "
Xue Xian, while listening to him, stared at the two masks in his hand. The color and texture were polished by the stones. At first glance, it looked like real human skin ...
and many more--
Real human skin ...
Xue Xian turned his head sharply, rolled a chair and came to Xuan Mian without a word, and tore Xuan Mian's sleeve, he pulled him down and leaned down: "Bald donkey, look at the stone holding in your hand, follow Did you think of it in Wencun last time? You said that in the scenes of your youth when you remembered, there were human skins in your hands twice. Could it be this thing? "
Although he was questioning, in fact he had seven or eight points of affirmation. After all, how could a teenager in his twenties, especially a young man with a temperament like Xuan mercy, hold the peeled skin in his hands? Is it possible that his blood stains are all dirty?
But people, skins, faces, tools, etc. are not necessarily ...
After asking these words, he thought about it in his heart, but did not hear Xuan Merci's answer for a long time. When he raised his eyes again, he saw Xuan Meng looking down at him, looking happy or unhappy. It was similar to the indifferent look on weekdays, but different.
What ’s different is that Xue Xian could n’t say anything for a while, but he felt inexplicably guilty that he would look coldly for a while, and wanted to roll down the wheel of this chair.
"Don't run away?" Xuan Merci answered inexplicably, his tone ... a little salty.
Xue Xian: "..."
When asked, it seemed that he was very persuasive. Xue Xian thought angrily, but the topic turned away from his mouth, "Really human, skin, face, and tool? You are not young enough to copy the scriptures, what mask?"
"I don't remember," Xuan Mian replied.
He did not deny the previous sentence, which shows that he acquiesced in Xue Xian's conjecture, and felt that those in his hand were part or all of the mask used. It's only 13 or 14 years old. Why use this stuff?
Xue Xian narrowed his eyes, pondering, and felt that his sleeves in his hands had been taken away. Then, his chin was pinched and turned to the stone table surrounded by everyone.
Xuan Merci's voice sounded beside him: "Go and do what you should do first."
Xue Xian hesitated, raised his hand subconsciously, and touched the pinched chin. When he turned around again, Xuan Merci strode back to the room, and did not intend to continue watching here. I wonder if it was his illusion ...
This bald donkey seems ... not happy?
With a decent substitute, Xue Xian made no effort on those two leathers. Jiang Shijing tried it on the back of his hand according to Xue Xian's method. Once the two skins are attached to the skin, they will look like they are really growing on the top, whether it is texture or skin tone, or even some natural The tiny blemishes are the same as the real skin.
"When the little girl wakes up, she can do it, and wait for her wound to fall. If she can bear it, then she can't bear it. It fits on her face, and there will be no flaws. As long as I don't Death, the utility of this thing will not disappear. "He said aloud.
At this moment, Kyoko's black eyes, which had some longing for him, were brighter, but when he got free, he stared at him without blinking. Even Chen Yi glanced at him from time to time, and half-truthed at him in the middle and said, "Master Xue Xiao, can I have a mold on my face? How about a young man in his twenties?"
Uncle Chen turned away silently, dragging Chen Ye's hand and pulling her away.
The people in Fang's family have different spleens, but they have tacitly opened their mouths. Although they saw Xue Xian's use of some extraordinary people's tricks, no one asked more. It was considered polite and considerate. .
Just as everyone was packing up a plate of dishes, Lu Yanqi, who had been lying in the corner, suddenly waved at Xue Xian.
"What's wrong?" Xue Xian asked.
Lu Zheng nodded at seven and said, "I'm not as good as nineteen. I can't count the exact time. I can only say that at least last night to this morning, people who touched this black cloth are still in the place where I calculated. As for whether he will leave tonight, that's unclear. "
"It's okay to go and see first. It's good to be able to catch a straight shot. If you can't, you can at least make sure that he doesn't go far, and there will always be some traces." Xue Xian drew his chin at him, "said What a place, roughly. "
Lu Yanchi said: "A mountain shaped like a dustpan."
"Shape like a dustpan?" Xue Xian didn't know much about this area, and repeated it blankly.
"Banpanshan!" Xiaomi Mi stared at his apricot and raised her head from the side, and said, "I know, I know, 喏-go straight in that direction, go out the main city gate and walk along the southwest mountain road, from You can get around the forest suburbs. "
Seeing that the sun was near noon, Xue Xian didn't want to delay, and when he heard these words, he took the board and left. Listening to Kyoko's statement, it won't take them much time to get there.
"Come on, it's almost time to bypass the forest suburb." At the same time, Taichu Temple's team leader Taizhu looked up at the mountain in front of him and said so.