Boom!
Wanhe's pine wind was transformed by Lin Chongyang and landed steadily on the table. Se Jiuqi was concentrating on carving the pottery embryo. After adjusting the strings, he turned his hand and stroked the sleeve of his left hand. His fingers fell on the strings and plucked slowly. pick.
Zheng——
The divine voice resounds, and thousands of people sing in unison, just like the white snow in spring, and like the moon high in the sky, the original heart has been baptized by time after the changes of the mortal world.
In the end, Qiu Liang's melancholy was shattered and gone.
Only guilt and longing remain in my heart.
Se Jiuqi's heart calmed down in the sound of the strings, and the shape of the hands and feet facing the cup became clearer and clearer in her memory. The soft and elegant texture was carved out stroke by stroke as the knife rose and fell.
His thoughts returned to that unforgettable battle. The artistic conception enhanced the blade of the wooden knife, and then the knife fell down and stayed on the cup.
After thousands of years of making pottery on an isolated island in Xingyue, I finally understood:
It is so difficult to reshape it back to its original form.
The clay that is difficult to shape is like the broken brotherhood.
The pair of cups symbolizes the two kings of gold and tree. Se Jiuqi cannot find the lost one, nor can he reshape it with the original means, but he will use his own means to make a new one.
He would use his own methods to protect Brother Wang and the Jinshu Clan. This was the decision he made after understanding everything.
The pair of cups in his memory were re-sculpted in his own way and by the means that suited him best. The ginkgo leaves rustled amidst the melodious music of the piano, but the person who planted the tree was not as confused as before.
"Shu, tree, I can hear your words clearly. Does this mean that Brother Wang's hatred for me is not that intense?"
A few words, along with the sound of leaves in the wind, fell into silence.
The hand also completed the last stroke at this time, and a brand new hand and foot pair was carved out of the cup. Although there was no glaze and it was not fired in the kiln, the charm of the lines on the cup was more profound than before.
Lin Chongyang did not answer his words, nor did he say congratulations. He just sat there calmly playing the piano.
Twisting and rubbing, the seven strings vibrate, the strings sound melodious and the aftertaste is long.
Se Jiuqi carefully put down the wooden knife, raised his hands, and looked at the mud above, with a strong expression of disbelief. He finally did it.
He did it!
After thousands of years of not being able to create a decent pair of cups, he spent thousands of years on an isolated island in Xingyue. This was his daily routine during his years of self-imprisonment.
Now, he finally succeeded.
The vague sound of leaves also became clear again.
Does Brother Wang still hate him?
Thinking about it, he should hate him. Brother Wang really should hate him.
The people are their inherent responsibility, and the brothers are the refuge of all their personal relationships. Apart from each other, they have no other kinship from birth, so they are called personal relationships...
You can only get it from the other person, and you can only give it to the other person.
However……
"I deserve this. Now, is it enough? Enough is enough."
The hand that put down the knife caressed the pottery cup very carefully, as if touching something fragile.
After a moment, Se Jiuqi stopped her hand and looked at the person opposite:
"Thank you very much."
He only had some vague impressions of the first king of the human race, but judging from the exchanges and discussions during this period, the inherent impression should be overturned. It is actually very comfortable to get along with such a person.
However, the other party had never mentioned that he could play the piano before.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and at the same time his hands left the strings, Lin Chongyang looked at Se Jiuqi, who had adjusted back to her state: "I thought that during this period of time together, you and I should have become friends."
"You are Se Jiuqi's forever friend." Hearing this, Se Jiuqi replied without thinking.
"Since we are friends, I can save this word of thanks."
Lin Da Sword Emperor has been constantly expanding his interpersonal relationships since his debut. Many things are always easy to solve as long as you are willing to sit together, calm down and put them on the table.
Most misunderstandings are caused by too little communication, which leads to regrets.
Se Jiuqi was puzzled: "Why?"
"Since you are going to be friends for life, is it possible that you want to be as grateful as you are today every time in the future?" Lin Chongyang asked him in return.
The four eyes faced each other, and the bottomless double pupils seemed to contain the sun and the moon, and they seemed to be able to penetrate all illusions and reveal the truth.
Se Jiuqi, who was looking at her, was in a turbulent state of mind. Her gentle and calm gaze, with a smile on her face, seemed to want him to fall deeply into it and return to the past when the Jinshu tribe had not experienced civil strife.
"..." After a brief look at each other, he took the lead to look away.
Then, he changed the topic very bluntly: "The embryonic device is now officially completed. What should we do next?"
"Dry the embryo, apply glaze, and fire."
Lin Chongyang also set his sights on the pottery cup: "Among them, drying is the easiest, but the latter two are the most important. You have to be mentally prepared to carve it again."
"I understand." Se Jiuqi nodded.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to help you complete it."
He just casually mentioned that if he carved it again, even if he could recreate the shape, the charm would not be as good as the current one.
I want to create a new future from the muddy past.
But it's not easy at all.
"You need to go out to places where humans live to have a chance to buy glazes." Jiu Qihou of the Golden Tree Tribe suddenly fell into a dilemma. Not only did he have no money, but he was also not good at communicating with others.
He is completely unfamiliar with the place where humans live.
What Lin Chongyang said turned out to be a prophecy.
"Leave this to me, there's no need to buy anything else."
The clay that had been retrieved and made into a tea cup began to change as the words fell, and the glaze was created out of thin air and placed on the tray.
"this."
The white tray is clearly distinguishable, with several glaze colors present, and the color is the same as the pair of cups in Se Jiuqi's memory.
"It's just a small trick that doesn't deserve the publicity." Lin Chongyang said.
Let’s not mention whether it’s a small trick or not.
Se Jiuqi looked curious: "Have you seen it?"
"Of course I have never seen the real thing, but I feel that I should understand my friend's taste." He put away Wanhe Songfeng and heard Lin Chongyang continue: "Looking at my friend's expression at the moment, it seems that I guessed it right."
"Now I just wait..."
Before Se Jiuqi could continue to speak, his heart palpitated and he used the power of the First King to sense it.
As soon as I saw it, I was shocked to see the flames of war rising among the Jinshu clan.
"Huh? How brave!"
…………
In the past, the Jinshu Clan was self-proclaimed, and some members of the clan had been living abroad, so the Jinshu Clan still existed in the underworld.
today.
The army of rebel demons actually reached the land of the Golden Tree Tribe.
The sound of killing filled the ears, all of them were shocked and mourning; the blood was spilled, just like purgatory on earth.
A cold and ruthless figure moved forward with a knife, and there was a half-slanted tattoo on his face. He used the dangerous and sinister sword skills to kill one golden tree after another, and drove straight to the golden tree tribe. Earth's core.
There, the brown tree man held a long knife in his hand, and the golden thunder bloomed, killing the rebel demons who were approaching. Behind him, there was a white-haired girl.
"I will definitely complete the tasks assigned by my mother."
Before he finished speaking, the cold sword light was slashed out by him first, until he reached the girl who was protected by the tree man.
At the critical moment, the golden leaves flew up, protecting the two of them.
