I really don't know anything

Jun Xijiu is playing with mud.

He put a lump of clay on the turntable and fixed it. When the turntable started to rotate, he roughly stretched out a model of a dish, and then carefully and slowly fine-tuned it.

Next to him was an old man floating cross-legged in the air, carefully watching his every movement, and would give guidance aloud when he saw something wrong: "Yes, just don't put your thumb on the edge too hard, pay attention to the position of the palm, the hand should be Be steady or it will be crooked."

After three hours of teaching, Jun Xijiu finally produced a work that satisfied the old man after scrapping more than a dozen samples.

The old man had a smile on his face: "Draw something you like on it."

Jun Xi Jiuhui glanced at himself, his body was covered in mud, and his forehead hair also felt a little sticky. When he wiped his sweat just now, he forgot that his hands were still stained with mud.

I didn't feel it just now, but after the end, the little cleanliness broke out.

Immediately, he felt itchy all over his body, and frantically threw more than a dozen cleansing spells and cleansing spells on himself, until he felt refreshed both physically and mentally before he began to smile.

Jun Xijiu asked, "Sir, what do you like?"

The old man quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm just a craftsman, so I don't deserve the honorific title of Mr. I was given the surname Tao, so you can call me old potter."

He immediately replied: "In addition to playing in the mud, this old man also likes fishing."

Jun Xijiu nodded to express his understanding, he took out the paint and started to color.He beckoned to Pang Hai who was still playing with mud beside him: "Bo Zhou, come here."

Bozhou, a word given to him by one of Pang Hai's teachers.

Pang Hai threw down the weird-shaped thing he pinched, and didn't know why he was covered in mud all over his body. Before he entered Junxijiu, he gave him a set of cleaning techniques.

"Hand out."

Pang Hai didn't know why, so he stretched out his arm.

Jun Xijiu stimulated the demon power, and the nails instantly swelled to an inch long, and the sharp edges broke the surface of the skin with just a light stroke, spilling blood.

After the bloodletting was done, the stunned Pang Hai came back to his senses and cried out in pain, "Oh!"

After Jun Xijiu stopped the bleeding, he also cut his wrist in another paint dish. He was of the wood attribute, and Pang Hai was water, so he grabbed the orange seat beside him and melted it on his paw to collect blood of the earth attribute. .

"Meow!"

Tachibana ran away after bleeding.

Pang Hai didn't feel any pain anymore, he asked curiously, "What are you going to do?" He just came here to play, and he didn't know the truth.

Jun Xijiu has already started to draw on the plate he made just now, and casually explained: "Make a small world." However, his strength is not enough, and he needs some foreign objects to achieve the corresponding effect.

The plates are for ornamental use and are slightly larger in size than for everyday use.

Jun Xijiu first sketched a thatched hut with a few strokes at the very edge, drew a jujube tree in the yard, and drew a three-flowered kitten curled up and sleeping under the tree.

transfer place.

Draw a lake with a small boat floating on the lake.Only oars and bamboo hats were painted on the boat, a lotus was filled in the vacant space, and a few birds were drawn in the air.

After the last stroke was made, Jun Xijiu looked at the old man with a worried look on his face: "Master Potter, you"

With an open-minded smile on his face, the potter shook his head and nodded again, and his voice was full of determination: "I am ready, and failure is also my destiny."

Jun Xijiu closed his eyes and adjusted his mentality. When he opened his eyes again, he took the old man's soul into his palm and put it on a plate, then threw the plate into the fire.

A painful wail followed, the clay in the plate was mixed with the potter's bone powder, and the calcining of the plate was like being in a high-temperature fire.

In order to prevent his mind from being disturbed, Jun Xijiu arranged a soundproof barrier around the plate, and concentrated all his energy on controlling the temperature of the fire.

I do not know when, the night fell.

When he saw the figure of an old man appearing in the thatched hut on the plate, Jun Xijiu had a smile on his face, and he said hello: "Master Potter, are you okay?"

Master Tao picked up the Sanhua kitten that was running towards him, his expression still had a trace of pain remaining, but his smile was satisfied, "Thank you little friend, I'm not feeling well, I'm sorry." He nodded slightly, turned and entered In that thatched cottage.

Pang Hai reached out and touched the plate with his fingertips, and the lake water rippled for a while.Surprised, he touched the cat on the plate again.He was probably born not to be liked by cats, the kitten stretched out its paw and scratched him, and a few small scars appeared on the fingertips immediately.

"hiss"

The kitten on the plate growled at him furiously.

Jun Xijiu saw that Pang Hai still planned to tease the cat in the pan, so he reluctantly stopped him: "It is the clone of Tachibana, it is powerful, don't provoke it."

At this moment, Pang Hai was scratched again, and withdrew his hand resentfully, and asked curiously, "Will he live in the plate from now on?"

Jun Xijiu nodded: "Yes."

The old man was a master potter during his lifetime, and he devoted his whole life to it. Even after his death, he still wanted to be with his favorite clay and blend into one.

Pang Hai slightly bent over the plate.

Craftsmen who dedicate their lives to their profession are worthy of respect.

Jun Xijiu put away the plate.

Pang Hai asked again: "Ninth Brother, what are you going to do next?" The summer vacation is about to start, and Pang Hai came to Kyoto a few days earlier, and he is currently living in a courtyard.

Jun Xi replied nine times: "Will you go to the wedding?"

The unlucky ghost bride suddenly thought about it again. The wedding night she had been looking forward to for a long time did not expect to be a complete tragedy. In order to make up for the regret in her heart, after learning that there are many good men in the underworld, she wanted to marry again. what a ghost.

He entrusted this matter to the official media in the underworld, and the ghost bride quickly found the second spring. Tonight is her, her big day.

Pang Hai hasn't seen a ghost get married yet, so he nodded with interest: "Go."

After the summer vacation, another batch of freshmen entered the school.

Jun Xijiu was awarded a doctorate together with the old students, but he did not leave school because of this, and his superiors gave the green light all the way to change his identity as a professor to continue teaching.

He still prefers the role of teacher, and if there is no accident, he will continue this position until his life in the world comes to an end.

In the past, the secret base was used as an office by Jun Xijiu, and the private space has not been moved, and there happened to be a vacant room next door, so it was expanded.

The puppet doll moved to the next room because of Jun Xijiu's bookshelf, and she directly occupied the other half of the space to place her newly added figures.

She was lying on the lap of one of the beauties, and she asked excitedly in her voice, "Boss, big brother, are there any good-looking young ladies in the freshmen?"

Jun Xijiu only opened one class. In order to allow him time to concentrate on sorting out the history of a certain dynasty fault, the time for the class was not full, and he was basically very leisurely. However, once the class started, more than [-]% of the classrooms were girls.

The puppet doll suggested: "You call them to the office."

Jun Xijiu ignored the perverted Ji guy, bowed his head and continued preparing lessons.

Last time, a beautiful young lady came to the office to pick up study materials. She deliberately let herself fall down on someone's chest, and then took advantage of the opportunity.

She turned over and said in a lewd tone: "Last time, that girl's Opie had an E, but it was covered with silicone, that young lady with long eyelashes"

Jun Xijiu raised her head and warned, "Confiscate your figure."

The puppet immediately shut up, and the figure is her lifeline.

Anyone who dares to take one away has the hatred of taking his wife away.

Pang Hai came over after class at noon. He came in with a big lunch box and a plate of chilled grapes in his hand.Jun Xijiu's popularity is too high now, he will attract crowds to watch wherever he goes, and he will basically not wander around if it is not necessary.

Currently, Pang Hai brings three meals a day from outside.

Pang Hai took out the things and arranged them, and said, "Ninth Brother, the Mid-Autumn Festival happens to be on Monday, and this time the holiday will last for three days. You will send me back tomorrow."

Jun Xijiu stopped writing after writing the last stroke, he smelled the smell of fish.

"Ah."

Pang Hai peeled a few shrimps and handed them to Jun Xijiu. He loves to eat shrimps but hates peeling them.

"I don't have class in the afternoon, and I'm going to go out and buy some mooncakes later." His mother said that there is no custom-made at home this year, so he asked him to buy some outside and bring them back as gifts for others.

Jun Xijiu licked the sauce stained on his fingers, his expression turned helpless, "Don't buy it, I still have a bunch of them that I don't know what to do with."

Pang Hai: "???"

Jun Xijiu was already full, and complained, "I came across a perfect mooncake mold a few days ago."

A long-established mooncake shop is suspected to be haunted. They prepare the required materials at night, and they will automatically turn into finished unbaked mooncakes the next day.

At first, the owner suspected that someone was playing a prank. They wanted to make mooncakes with other fillings, but the finished products were all five kernels.It's just that when I checked the surveillance, I found that there was no video recording, and the employees all had alibi.

One of the clerks posted it on the Internet as a supernatural event, and after being monitored by Zero Zero Three and verified, it was indeed a spooky mess.

"That mold has been used for hundreds of years." The material itself is also top-notch, and it has been carefully used by three generations, and it is regarded as the inheritance of the head of the family, endowed with "name" and "shape". Wisdom arose by coincidence.

But in the past, Wuren moon cake was in power, it was a crazy supporter of Wuren, and claimed to be the leader of Wuren.

This is the reason why the shopkeepers are troubled. The mooncakes they want to make other fillings are all made into five kernels.The mooncake mold is angry because it thinks other mooncakes are evil, especially the latest ones such as salted egg yolk and meat ice cream.The little master went on the wrong way, it was very sad, and wanted to help the little master go back to the right way, and carry forward the five kernel moon cakes

That's why they made a fuss.

The mooncake shop also makes Chinese dim sum. The new owner recently introduced western pastry. The mooncake molds even regard those western pastry molds as class enemies. If most of the molds were not made of stainless steel, they would have smashed them one by one.

Let’s not talk about this, after all, it exists like a family heirloom, and Jun Xijiu is not easy to take away or replace. Finally, after an agreement with the other party, he secretly brought it out, satisfying its desire to make five-nut mooncakes at once. In exchange for the other party to be quiet and not make trouble.

Jun Xijiu gave away a wave crazily, but there are still a lot of accumulations.

"A ton for you?"