bookbashuk Chapter 430
Chapter 430
Hacheng.
In the north of the city, a large area is busy in full swing.
Some villagers around are watching with some curiosity.
"What is going on here? No one is allowed to enter, and... refrigerated trucks go in and out every day..."
"It seems that they are transporting all ice blocks..."
"Is this for ice sculptures? How big an ice sculpture would require so many ice blocks?"
The villagers nearby have nothing to do, and they walk to the entrance of the village almost every day to watch the cars enter. Some people who are very curious can't stop approaching, but they are all prohibited.
As time goes by, a group of villagers even carry tables, chairs and benches to the entrance of the village. Although it is already winter, it can't affect their enthusiasm.
Because from a distance, on that piece of land, there are sparkling, obviously unformed ice sculptures, which are very eye-catching.
People always unconsciously yearn for beautiful things, so there are more and more people eating melons at the entrance of the village.
It was just the scene of the ice sculpture, and the camera team directed by Bai Ruolin was filming. Of course, they were not filming people. If they were filming people, the whole picture would be a full-screen mosaic.
But it was inevitable that so many people gathered together. Bai Ruolin was also very distressed at this time, and the communication between the people who made the ice sculptures was simply too core.
If it was not filmed, Bai Ruolin would feel very sorry.
"I feel that the refraction of light at this angle is not very good. You can fine-tune the area of this film to create a microwave arc surface."
"Okay, I will calculate the angle again. In this way, the whole tripod will have a better charm when it is exposed to the sun."
Bai Ruolin listened to these exchanges. It was impossible not to film, although he didn't understand what angle and arc were.
But she saw the effect. The tripod was still a tripod. There were all kinds of strange stories on the tripod, but after they adjusted it like this, the whole tripod seemed to have light.
Bai Ruolin saw the design logic behind it with her own eyes. It was completely difficult and tormenting.
Looking at the making of the Nine Tripods in front of her, Bai Ruolin suddenly felt that the ancient formation might really exist. The Nine Tripods stood in the eight directions. Beside the Nine Tripods, dragons circled and phoenixes spread their wings.
The dragon claws shone brightly in the warm sun, and the phoenix wings were crystal clear. The murals on each tripod were lifelike.
Being here, Bai Ruolin felt her own insignificance and the vastness of the world.
"It's so uncomfortable." Bai Ruolin felt that she had to buy some quick-acting heart pills.
Qiu Yu on the side had a similar expression. Facing such an attractive picture, they could only take exaggerated photos of the surface, and could not take photos of the production process behind it. Even if they really took photos, it would be half mosaic.
The two looked at what was in front of them, and couldn't help but sigh softly. They watched a group of people making it silently, and the Nine Tripods were gradually taking shape.
This was at the scene of the making of the Nine Tripods. Suddenly, a group of people appeared. Bai Ruolin frowned slightly and looked at this group of people.
The leader was a middle-aged Chinese, and next to him was a 30-year-old youth wearing a headscarf, and behind him were basically people wearing headscarves.
As this group of people stepped in, Bai Ruolin clearly saw that Zeng Zongxiao's eyes had changed.
The aura of this group of people was very strong, especially the aura of the one wearing a headscarf was extremely strong.
"My friend... I want it!" Artiman looked at the ice sculpture in front of him with shining eyes, his eyes full of heat.
"Aren't you looking at it?"
"I want to make one over there."
"Don't you know what your family environment is like?" Zhang Yuanlai asked back in a somewhat speechless tone.
Artiman thought seriously for a while, and said weakly: "I have money..."
"......."
Zhang Yuanlai's face froze. He really didn't want to get along with this dog rich man. It felt like money was all money.
He was afraid that others didn't know that the other people were market value, and the other party was family property.
"Change the conditions..." Zhang Yuanlai didn't waste words and waved his hand directly.
"Then I want to build an ice sculpture, preferably one hundred meters..."
Artiman opened his hands and gestured, pointing to the open space in the middle, and then he seemed to see his tall body standing there, shining brightly under the warm sun.
"Don't even think about it, it's impossible here. The Nine Cauldrons are cast here, and it's impossible to make a big ice sculpture for you." Zhang Yuanlai shook his head mercilessly.
"What are the Nine Cauldrons?"
"There are nine states in China, and each state has a cauldron. The presence of the Nine Cauldrons represents peace in the world..." Zhang Yuanlai explained.
Seeing Artiman thinking seriously, Zhang Yuanlai was very satisfied with his explanation. He was still very fond of this traditional Chinese culture.Hope to spread it to Artiman.
Artiman tilted his head, his eyes kept scanning the Nine Cauldrons, and after a long time, he slowly uttered a sentence.
"You have been so strong for five thousand years, why are you only in Jiuzhou..." Artiman muttered in confusion, paused slightly and spoke again: "My friend, I have read your history, and you only wrote so little about the process of five thousand years, but you have written two volumes in the past hundred years. You have to be more high-profile!!"
After saying this, Artiman opened his mouth, paused slightly, and spoke again: "You have to be more high-profile... For example, arrange some people on our side."
Artiman blinked and looked at Zhang Yuanlai with expectation.
"....Brother, you think too much."
Zhang Yuanlai looked at Artiman speechlessly. This abacus, even if it is ten miles away, can be heard.
"Not much, just 30,000..."
"30,000 is not much, no, even 300 is difficult." Zhang Yuanlai looked at Artiman in silence. He really couldn't understand why someone wanted them to station troops there.
Logically speaking, shouldn't they develop their own strength well?
It's difficult... but there is a chance... Artiman's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
He felt that he should be like what was said on the Chinese Internet, the way to open it was wrong, so he was always rejected.
This made Artiman mutter in his heart and think.
Zhang Yuanlai looked at the dog owner without saying anything or paying attention, but looked at the nine tripods in front of him with shining eyes.
Jiuzhou Dingding.
"No... I have to swing a hammer..."
Zhang Yuanlai muttered in his heart, thought about it, and immediately said to Artiman next to him:
"Take a good look, I'm going to help..."
How can he be absent from such things? When drinking, there will be more topics to talk about.
"Wait for me, buddy."
Adiman watched Zhang Yuanlai jogging in one direction and immediately followed him.
In the distance, Bai Ruolin and Qiu Yu looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes. After thinking for a while, they approached without saying a word.