Copper Coins Chapter 59: Filament in the bone (4)

After asking this, Shitou Zhang felt a little regretful, because he noticed Xuan Min's movement and his brows furrowed deeply.

Stone Zhang: "..." I just asked casually, I really don't need to think about it so carefully, Master...

He turned his head silently, looked at Jiang Shining who was huddled by the hearth watching the fire, and asked with his mouth: What should I do, I'm so panicked.

Jiang Shining shrugged: I asked for it.

When Shitou Zhang turned around again, Xuan Min had withdrawn his hand and was frowning at the pigskin glue in the pot, looking thoughtful. To be honest, his monk robe did not seem to be stained with half a star of dust, but it really did not match the fireworks in the stove. When he stood by the hearth, even the fire shrank a little bit.

Stone Zhang couldn't imagine what Xuan Min was thinking, but from the look on his face, it shouldn't be very pleasant. So he didn't dare to disturb him by speaking at this stall, and politely invited this great **** out, so he and Jiang Shining waited with big eyes and small eyes.

Fortunately, although Xuan Min is sometimes unreasonable, it is much better than Xue Xian's deliberately looking for fun. The pigskin glue in the pot was boiled until it made a gurgling sound, pulling Xuan Min back to God. He didn't say any more, just glanced at the hearth again and said, "The fire is too low."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the kitchen without looking at Shitou Zhang and Jiang Shining.

The hem of the snow-white monk's robe swept past the door and disappeared.

Stone Zhang let out a long sigh: "I'm suffocating, I'm getting old, and I can't stand the shock. My heart is beating so fast..."

Jiang Shining secretly took a breath and added grass to the hearth without saying a word.

"But this master is really powerful, how can he be able to do anything?" Shito Zhang thought of this was still a little strange, "It's like this thing-"

He pouted at the pigskin glue in the pot, "It's just this kind of mask, no one in our area thinks about it. I was taken to the Liangzhou area by a big man, and I only met it once by fate. , there are many people and chores over there. In order to save their lives, some people have to learn this kind of manual work. Just these things, you can't save them without years and experience. I'm not saying... this master is young , even if his ability is great, at this age, the people he has run across will be limited, how does he save the goods in his belly?"

In fact, let alone Shizhang, Jiang Shining sometimes feels the same emotion, always feeling that Xuanmin's insight and calmness have far exceeded what he should have at his age...

Shi Shizhang, a middle-aged and old man, has no other fun. Speaking of this kind of spy experience, he has eight heads. He glanced at the yard, and said in a low voice: "The surname is Xue. My ancestor, when I meet this master, sometimes I have an inexplicable advantage, just like today, I think that ancestor seems to be walking around the master. Hey, think about it, a twenty-year-old person can cure the real problem. Dragon? True dragon, how old is that!"

This broken mouth babbles endlessly, like a bald sparrow with eight mouths open, he said so, and then muttered, "Oh, by the way, how old is the ancestor?"

Jiang Shining rubbed his ears that were buzzing constantly, and said angrily, "Ghosts don't know."

Although Shi Shizhang didn't understand why Xuanmin knew how to make this kind of mask, he still strictly followed what he said, heated up the fire a little, and waited for a long time.

He fished out the glue, ran into the yard with a whirring bump against the hot bowl, put the bowl on the table with a bang, pinched his ears and jumped his feet, "Alright, alright, other materials. What?"

Fang Cheng put all the bits and pieces that he had found on the table. The ones that should be chopped were chopped up, the ones that had to grind the juice had been crushed, and the ones that had to be served in dishes were like cooking.

Stone Zhang didn't delay, and got busy on the spot.

Other people are a little curious about this, but after all, this is a delicate job, and they are afraid of disturbing Shitou Zhang, so most of them stand not far or near, neither discussing nor asking much, just watching silently. .

Xue Xian thinks this is quite interesting. It's not that he hasn't heard of the so-called **** before, but this is the first time he's seen it done by himself. But because of some inconvenient things, he always sits for a long time-

Every time he sees Xuan Min, he rolls a chair and runs away, sometimes going to the front hall to find trouble for the twin brothers, and sometimes harassing the beggars. So much so that while he was cowardly hiding from people, he still sneered in his heart, "I don't feel at ease watching a lively event!"

After running around like this, he naturally didn't watch the entire production process of the sex. When he came back after a long circle, Shitou Zhang had already completed most of the work, and he was just out of shape. The little beggar was still sick on the bed, and half of his face was still described as terrifying, making it inconvenient to touch.

At this time, Shi Shizhang's strengths as a craftsman were revealed. He walked in and stared at the intact half of the little beggar's face for a long time, as if he had memorized every detail of her cheek, and then stared at the ruined half of his face and made a false gesture.

When he came out again, he had already started to adjust the mold with confidence...

This is probably the most labor-intensive and time-consuming process.

After a long time, Shito Zhang revealed the finished product, but it was different from what Xue Xian imagined. He thought it should be a complete one, but who knew it was two separate pieces, one was slightly thicker and slightly curved, and the other was as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Why are there two pieces?" Xue Xian couldn't help but stopped his chair and asked aloud.

Stone Zhang explained: "To make this kind of mask, it should be increased rather than decreased. For example, the thin ones should be filled with fat, and those with short nose bridges should be filled higher... That girl's face is broken and lacks flesh. It is too uneven and needs to be It has to be filled. The thicker one is to fill in what she lacks, and the thinner one is to connect the filled part with the rest of the skin. It is equivalent to filling a piece and covering it with another layer.”

While listening to him, Xue Xian stared at the two masks in his hand. The color and texture of the masks had been polished in every possible way by the stone. At first glance, they looked like real human skin...

Wait—

Real human skin...

Xue Xian turned his head abruptly, and without a word, rolled his chair to Xuan Min's side, and pulled Xuan Min's sleeve, causing him to bend over halfway: "Bald donkey, look at Shizhuang Zhang holding a hand. Yes, does it look like what you remembered last time in Wen Village? You said that in the scenes you remembered when you were a teenager, there were two times when you held human skin in your hand. Could it be this thing?"

Although he was asking questions, he was actually quite sure in his heart. After all, a teenager in his teens, especially a young man with a temperament like Xuan Min, how could he have pinched the skin of the skin on his back. in hand? Is it possible for him to be dirty even with a little blood on it?

But people, skin, masks, masks, are not necessarily...

After he asked this question, he thought about it in his heart, but he didn't hear Xuanmin's answer for a long time. When he raised his eyes again, he saw Xuan Min looking down at him, with no hint of happiness or displeasure, it was similar to his usual indifferent look, but there were some differences.

Xue Xian couldn't tell what was different for a while. He just felt that he was inexplicably guilty after watching him lukewarmly for a while, and he really wanted to get off the wheel of this chair.

"Aren't you running anymore?" Xuan Min answered nonchalantly, his tone...a bit salty.

Xue Xian: "..."

As he asked this, he seemed very cowardly. Xue Xian thought angrily, but changed the topic again, "Really human, skin, mask, mask? You don't copy scriptures well at a young age, what kind of mask do you do?"

"I don't remember." Xuan Min replied.

He did not deny the previous sentence, which means that he acquiesced to Xue Xian's conjecture, and also felt that the mask in his hand was part or all of the mask he was using. Only thirteen or fourteen years old, why use this kind of thing?

Xue Xian squinted and was thinking about it, when he felt that the sleeve he was holding was taken away by someone, and then his chin was pinched and turned to the stone table surrounded by everyone.

Xuan Min's voice sounded beside him: "Go and do what you have to do first."

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his pinched chin. When he turned his head again, Xuan Min had already strode back to the room, and he had no plans to continue watching. I don't know if it's his illusion...

This bald donkey doesn't seem... not too happy?

With a decent substitute, Xue Xian worked **** those two skins without much effort. According to Xue Xian's method, Jiang Shijing tried it on the back of his hand. Once the two pieces of leather were attached to the skin, they would look like they were really growing on the top, whether it was texture, skin color, or even some natural The tiny blemishes are indistinguishable from real skin.

"The little girl can just give it to her after she wakes up, and when her wound falls, if she can bear it herself, she can't bear it, just fit it on her face, and there won't be any flaws. As long as I don't die, the utility of this thing won't go away." He added.

This time, Kyoko's jet-black eyes, who had longed for him, brightened even more, but whenever she had time she would stare at him without blinking. Even Sister Chen glanced at him from time to time, and half-truthed at him in the middle: "Look, young master Xue, can I make a model of my face? Is it okay to be twenty years younger?"

Uncle Chen turned his face away silently, grabbed Sister Chen's hand and pulled her away.

The people of the Fang family have different temperaments, but they all tacitly opened the door to their mouths. Although they saw Xue Xian perform some extraordinary tricks, no one asked any more questions, which could be regarded as a courtesy. And kind.

Just as everyone was packing up the dishes, Lu Twenqi, who had been sitting in the corner, suddenly waved to Xue Xian.

"What? You have eyes?" Xue Xian asked.

Lu Twenty-seven nodded and said: "I'm not as good as nineteen, I can't calculate the exact date, I can only say that at least from last night to this morning, people who have touched this black cloth are still calculated by me. As for that place, whether he will leave tonight or not, that is uncertain."

"It's okay, go and have a look first. It's good to be able to catch a straight face. If you can't catch it, you can at least be sure that he won't go far, and there will always be some traces left." Xue Xian picked his chin at him. , "Well, roughly where is it."

Lu Twenty-seven said: "A mountain shaped like a dustpan."

"It's shaped like a dustpan?" Xue Xian didn't know much about the surrounding area, so he repeated a sentence blankly.

"Dustpan Mountain!" Quietly staring at his apricots, he raised his head from the side, and said, "I know I know, well—go straight in that direction, exit the main city gate and follow the southwest mountain road. Go, you can get there by walking around the forest suburbs."

Seeing that the sun was approaching noon, Xue Xian didn't want to delay. Hearing this, he immediately made the decision to leave. Listening to Xingzi's words, with their footsteps, it doesn't take much effort to get there.

"It's almost there, it's almost time to bypass that forest suburb." At the same time, at the end of the southwest mountain road, Tai Zhu, the leader of the horse team of Taichang Temple, raised his eyes and said to the mountain in front of him.