Happy beautiful man

"What's the problem?" Long Yu agreed, and looked back at Mo Li.

Mo Li nodded, turned around and walked outside the tent.

Wanyan Changfeng looked at Long Yu with a smile: "This young man is not bad, but does he get bored sometimes?"

When Wanyan Changfeng said this, he was quite paternalistic, causing Yu Longyu to not know what to say for a while.

Wanyan Changfeng also seemed to feel that he had made a slip of the tongue, smiled, turned around, took a glass of some kind of water and put it on the table, Long Yu looked at it, it was red, it seemed to be blood.

"This is sheep's blood." Wanyan Changfeng explained, then rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and started working.

Wanyan Changfeng first kneaded the flour with water, and then poured sheep's blood into it. The dough soon turned light red.I took a small paper bag from the table and poured some unknown powder into it. After kneading it, I felt that the loose flour seemed to have become very resilient. I even twisted a piece and put it on the table. It will soften and maintain its pinched shape.

Long Yu really couldn't figure out what Wanyan Changfeng was doing, he didn't even pay attention to the footsteps outside the tent, until when Mo Li came in, he saw her standing by the table, and almost wanted to do it himself.

But Wanyan Changfeng didn't seem to be playing, and Long Yu didn't dare to intervene rashly, in case something bad happened.

While tossing the pile of dough, Wanyan Changfeng said, "Have you seen the dough kneader on the street? I met a very capable dough maker before and learned a few tricks from him. After adding special yeast , the dough can become very resilient and can be kneaded into various shapes. Didn’t Donghu want your head? Since we don’t have many, I’ll make one for him. It’s not a troublesome thing..."

Long Yu stared at Wanyan Changfeng dumbfounded, his hands moved quickly, pinching here and there with his slender fingers.Soon, the prototype of a human head came out.The movements are extremely skillful, and it is estimated that an artist who has studied sculpture art for decades is at this level.And he kneads the dough itself, which is a work of art, with a slightly sideways face.Pursing his lips, his expression was focused, and there was an indescribable feeling.

Wanyan Changfeng squeezed, and looked up at Long Yu from time to time to confirm his characteristics, and then lowered his head to continue working.Long Yu and Mo Li both held their breath and watched quietly, and they didn't know how long it had passed.A half-formed human head appeared on the table. The strange thing was that the flour was mixed with sheep's blood, so it showed a faint blood color. Like a flayed head.

Although it is broad daylight, the light in Wanyan Changfeng's tent is very good.But Long Yu still felt the coldness, so he couldn't help reaching out his hand to Mo Li.

Mo Li reached out and took Long Yu's hand.He patted lightly, still staring at Wanyan Changfeng intently.

Even though Mo Li felt that he was well-informed, he had never seen a person who could knead dough into a head.He saw a lot of dough kneaders on the street, but he felt that those people were not comparable at all in front of Wanyan Changfeng.

After pinching the prototype, Wanyan Changfeng straightened up and took a breath. Long Yu poured a cup of tea and brought it in front of him very consciously. The thought of worshiping him as a teacher came to his mind. This person is really amazing. I know how much stuff is in my head.More importantly, how good his brain is, he can learn everything, and his skills are top-notch.If this kind of person were placed in their society, they would not be famous and recorded in the annals of history.

Long Yu felt that meeting Wanyan Changfeng and Donghu's designation would be unlucky, he would lose money if he stole the chicken, and if he didn't get his head, he wouldn't be able to keep the treasure map.But it's obviously not enough now, it's still a bloody head, the nose, eyes and mouth are still hollow, and the skin has not been treated, and there is still more fine work.

Wanyan Changfeng rested for a while, and continued with the unfinished work. Long Yu was thinking that he would use some animal skin to pretend, but who knew that he still twisted a piece of dough and rolled it into a thin dough with a rolling pin. A piece of pie is attached to the dough.The only difference is that the amount of sheep blood on this piece of dough is very, very small, so there is no red color coming out.

Thinking about it, it is true. Although the body is full of blood, it is also inside. No one is red on the outside skin.

When Wanyan Changfeng fixed someone's hair on the dough, Long Yu couldn't help touching his head to make sure it was still on his neck.The mouse was a little frightened. It looked at the dough, then at Long Yu, blinked its small eyes, and rushed over to smell it with a snort. The smell of blood and flour made it sneez twice in a row. He ran back again, smelled Long Yu, and only then squatted on her shoulder and licked her fur in peace of mind.

"Mr. Wanyan, really, I have a question to ask you." Seeing Wanyan Changfeng looking down at his work while wiping his hands gracefully, Long Yu couldn't help asking.

Wanyan Changfeng looked up at Long Yu, and waited for her to ask with a smile.

Long Yu said: "Is there anything in this world that you don't know?"

Martial arts are high-strength, see a doctor and collect herbs, watch astrology and weather, read palmistry and fortune-telling, knead dough, and forge swords.Although Long Yu has never seen it, but I heard from Aunt Sonia that in Wanyan Changfeng's spare time, she would teach Shamu's children to read, and sometimes even cook a Jiangnan delicacy by herself. , like a chef, the food cooked is full of color, fragrance and taste.

Such a person is a bit against the sky, is there anything else he doesn't know?

Wanyan Changfeng tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Yes, have a baby."

Long Yu: "..."

Wanyan Changfeng threw down the veil, took out a box from under the table, covered the lifelike head with a black cloth, and put it in: "Originally, I planned to arrange a scene of your suspended animation these two days, and then I can I set off to find Dong Hu. But I didn't expect Dan Mu to suddenly get sick, so I can only wait a few more days, but we can spread the news of Dan Mu's sickness, so that the assassination incident will be more real."

Speaking of Danmu, Long Yu was still a little worried: "Mr. Wanyan, I've never heard of cold blood disease, are you really sure?"

Wanyan Changfeng turned his face, and said in an inscrutable way: "What kind of cold blood disease, how can normal people have such a strange disease, it is poisoned. The poison brought out from the mother's womb, this poison is little by little It is dropped in the diet of pregnant women, and then absorbed by the fetus. At the beginning, the baby is no different from ordinary people. When it grows to about 35 or [-] years old, it will suddenly become ill, and the blood freezes to death.”

"Ah?" Long Yu was stunned again, and then said: "What about Danshu? They are twins. Since Danmu was poisoned, why is Danshu fine? Could it be that he hasn't had an attack yet?"

Wanyan Changfeng thought for a while, and said: "This is a life that should not be terminated. If the poison is distributed to two people, then both babies will develop the poison and die together when they are 35 or 35 years old. But no. I know why, during the womb, these poisons were absorbed into Danmu's body, so Danmu's poisoning was very deep, and it happened when he was very young. It's not too deep, and it's still safe at this time, so Danmu can live until now. But if he didn't find out until he was [-] or six years old, then even the gods couldn't save the two of them. And this cold poison can be inherited, their The child will also have cold poison on his body."

"But." Long Yu was a little puzzled: "If it is said that Danshu's father was the previous Shamu patriarch and offended some people, or someone wanted to grab his seat and kill his son, I can understand that. But Why do you want to inject a poison that will only occur after more than [-] years? This person is too patient."

Wanyan Changfeng sneered, and there was a coldness that Long Yu had never felt before: "People's hearts are sinister, sometimes you can't imagine, even if you say it, you will find it unbelievable."

Long Yu really couldn't figure it out, and he still needs to ask for clarification, but Mo Li said coldly: "If Dan Shu's parents were 20 years old when they gave birth to them, and the child died when they were young, although it is sad, But after the pain is over, you will definitely have another child, and you will have a few more, and you will pay great attention to prevention. But if you lose your child in old age after 40 years, even if you want to have another child, you will be powerless. Isn't it the most tragic thing in the world to send a black-haired person away. Then this family will have no offspring."

Long Yu only felt that his previous outlook on life was about to be subverted. This must be a deep hatred, planning so many people, waiting for a lifetime, just to let Danshu's family lose their children and grandchildren?

Looking at Wanyan Changfeng's tidied up back, Long Yu only felt that this man must have once overwhelmed the world, but the higher he stood, the more he saw the coldness of the world and the sinister heart, so he was alone in the grassland, but very Unfortunately, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

It was already afternoon when Long Yu and Mo Li came out of Wanyan Changfeng's tent, so Wanyan Changfeng didn't have to rush to tell Dan Mu about this, since that person didn't do anything wrong when he fell ill when he was young , it proves that there is probably a change, or that person is no longer in the world, and now it has been more than ten years, so there is no need to rush to find out this old story.

Enough of recent events.

Long Yu sighed, and went back to his tent with Mo Li. When they passed by a kitchen, they saw the drowsy mouse standing up on her shoulder as if it had been stimulanted. Two paws hugged Long Yu's neck and shook desperately.

A huge squirrel dangling around its head was really insecure. Long Yu reached out and grabbed its tail to try to pull it off. Have you eaten a lot? Why are you still so hungry?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)