Chapter 151: The stone can't stand the ice and fire 2

　　 "Add firewood."
　　 Han Cheng looked at the stone and let people continue to add firewood.
　　 Then he took a look at the size of the stone, and then looked at the two jars of water not far away, and felt that the water was not enough, so he sent people back to take the clay jars and carry the water here.
　　The people who went back to carry water did not come, but Wu and the big brothers came first.
　　 After knowing what the son of God was going to do, they couldn't help but curiosity in their hearts and wanted to see with their own eyes how the son of God solved the difficulty of stone.
　　 So after discussing with the witch, he left his hands behind and left some people to guard the tribe, while the rest came.
　　Han Cheng has no opinion on this. The activities of this era are so lacking. Except for the spouses humming and humming each other at night, the rest of the entertainment is to take care of each other's hair.
　　 Since everyone likes to see what they have done, let them see it. This is a rare opportunity for their pastime.
　　 Five dans of water came again, and everyone looked at the son of God expectantly, but Han Cheng didn't do anything else. He just asked people to put the water aside, and then continued to add firewood under the stone.
　　 Seeing that the pile of firewood he brought was almost burned, Han Chengcheng broke off a dead grass not far away, stretched his arm to push the one-meter-long grass stem against the stone.
　　 The position where Han Cheng is against is the upper part of the stone, more than 30 centimeters from the flame below.
　　 The dry grass stems pressed against the stone that didn't seem to have changed at all. After a while, there was a slight green smoke.
　　 Han Cheng took the grass stalk back and looked in front of him. It was already scorched.
　　 He folds this point off, holding the grass stalk and sticking it out again. This time the point is directly at the highest point of the stone, more than 20 centimeters away from the position just now.
　　 The grass stems have been there for nearly a minute, and there is no green smoke. Han Cheng resisted the heat wave and took the grass stems back for inspection. The place where it touched the stone was only slightly burnt.
　　 still seems to have not been burnt through.
　　 He backed away a few steps, got away from the scorching heat, and brought some firewood, and then burned...
　　 "Wow..."
　　 "Kachacha......"
　　 Han Cheng threw away the blackened grass stalks. After giving an order, those who carried the clay pots and surrounded the big rocks together began to pour the water in the pots onto the big rocks that had been burned for a long time.
When the cold water meets the heated big stone, it boils in an instant, and the white smoke rises in an instant, enveloping all of it. This feels comparable to the stone in the steam room of a later generation bathhouse. Watering is too irritating.
　　 The members of the Qingque tribe who had never encountered this situation before, all became flustered, and some had already screamed in panic.
　　 The witch who had been standing next to Han Cheng groped, grabbed Han Cheng and pulled straight behind him.
　　 Han Cheng didn't panic at all, instead he was full of joy, because at the beginning, he heard the clicking sound mixed with the sound of water, which was the sound of broken rocks.
　　 "Water! Water! Then pour water up!"
　　 After a brief excitement, he poked his head out of Wu's back and started yelling while pulling his throat.
However, at this time, there was a white mist, and everyone was panicked. Except when they heard the son of God yelling, they fumbled and picked up the jug next to him and poured it in the direction of the stone in the memory. They didn't know who it was on. , The rest of the people can't take care of it.
　　 Fortunately, the water vapor came quickly and dissipated quickly. After no water continued to pour on the stone, it quickly dissipated.
　　 As the white mist dissipated, the panicked people gradually calmed down.
　　 They looked at the gods who had hurriedly comforted the witch, and came out from behind the witch, their eyes flashed with an undecided look.
　　 White fog, they haven't seen it before, but this is the first time they have met the dense fog that rises instantly without the slightest warning.
　　 And accompanied by the rising of the white mist, there are various harsh sounds. It is strange if they are not frightened.
　　 "Quiet! Don't be afraid!"
　　 Han Cheng looked at the two broken clay pots on the ground, then looked at the restless people, and shouted.
　　 Big Brother and the rest, seeing the calmness of the youngest child present, but these adults are panicked, but they still need the child to be bold, and they can't help but feel a little ashamed.
　　 "It's on! It's on!"
　　 Someone suddenly yelled in surprise with a sharp throat, pointing one finger at the huge stone.
　　The rest of them remembered what they were doing, and when they heard the words, they all looked around the big rock.
　　 then reacted and left the child and the witch behind, and quickly gave way to a path.
　　 is only different from the previous one, and their gaze at the child is even more admired.
These people have had a lot of dealings with stones. In their cognition, large stones cannot be shaken, but now, the Son of God, in the less than half a day, regards this piece to them. The stone that was completely impossible to move was cracked! How can this make them not admire?
　　 There are still many people who can't help but look down at their hands, and then look at the crock pot filled with water and the firewood on the ground that has been soaked with water, with an unbelievable look.
　　 They couldn't believe that this was really done by themselves and others.
Han Cheng and Wu, who had the color of surprise flashing in their eyes~EbookFREE.me~, came to look in front of the big stone, and saw that there were seven or eight cracks on the big stone, dividing it into irregularities. Lumpy.
　　 But these cracks are not completely cracked. If they are thorough, the stone should be lying on the ground torn apart, instead of being like this, except for one or two small pieces falling off, the rest are still together to form a whole.
　　 This should be due to the fact that it was not enough to pour water on it while it was hot.
　　 "The Son of God! The Son of God!"
　　 I don't know who is leading, there was a respectful and excited voice shouting the Son of God.
　　 The lucky general who didn't know what was going on, was also wagging his tail and jumping around to make up the count.
　　 The sound came from far away, and a few birds looking for food not far away were frightened and spread their wings and flew away in panic, for fear of what this group of excited bipeds would do to them...
　　‘Boom! ’
A stone peeled off the big stone, and it dodged to the side of Shang flexibly long before the stone fell. After waiting for a while, when it stabilized here, no other stones fell before coming over and piled a smaller stone. The stone moved away and picked up two wooden wedges that were thinner and thicker than half a meter in length.
　　殇 tossed one of them aside, while holding the other in his hand, burned it in the fire and then polished the tip of the tip into the other crack in the big rock.
　　 leaned aside, and after confirming that the falling stone would not hurt him, he started to hit the top of the wooden wedge with a stone he held in his hand.
　　 "咚, 咚, 咚, wow..."
　　 This crack is relatively large, the stone is loose, and a wooden wedge has not been smashed in much, and a large stone has peeled off from the much smaller one.