At the age of three and a half, I paid too much to support my family [Live]

The headless ghost was about to die of injustice.

He didn't want to scare the old fairy, but he was the one who was scared!

If he had known that the little baby in front of him was related to Granny Meng, and he was still yelling at grandma one by one, even if he was beaten to death and his head was twisted off so that he would never find his own head, he would not dare to offend him!

...Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

The headless ghost hurriedly hid aside, picked up his own head and pressed it on, not daring to come any closer.

"I was so excited... so handsome, my cub!"

"Hahaha, Zai Zai moved too fast, I didn't even react just now."

"Finally, I want to teach this evil ghost a lesson. It's too hateful. It's a trick to make fun of people..."

"Rounding up, Zai Zai just protected me! My Zai Zai is awesome!"

"..."

The viewers in the live broadcast room said that they were so excited, such a headless ghost who always teases people and has an innocent face is really annoying, Zai Zai kicked it well!

Li Zhi, who looked at everything in his eyes, couldn't help but sigh: "You are amazing, little god, I think you are the hope of the future national football team!"

Xiao Baiyan didn't know what national football was, but he didn't have time to ask further questions. He just looked at the old fairy and said, "Grandpa, you aren't scared by him, are you? He's so bad, he always puts his head off on purpose." Come down and scare people!"

The old fairy laughed lightly, with some helplessness in his tone: "You are not afraid, how can I be afraid of these things?"

"I'm not afraid at all," Xiao Baiyan said truthfully, couldn't help raising his hand to touch his neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm so afraid that my head will fall off with a 'bang' and fall to the ground. "

The old fairy laughed, and comforted him: "No, Bai Yan's head is very strong."

Xiao Baiyan replied solemnly: "Yeah! It's firm. If it's not firm, I'll ask Grandma Meng to sew it on for me so it won't fall off."

"You can also use 502 to glue it together..." The audience in the live broadcast room followed suit, and couldn't help laughing when they approached, "I don't know why, when the cub said that, I suddenly felt very funny, a little bit It's not scary anymore."

"If this head falls off again, let's give the cub some super glue..."

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Li Zhi, the soul of the dead, had already begun to sketch on the drawings, and soon sketched out a prototype, showing it to Xiao Baiyan.

"Little god, if you want to burn bricks, you must have a cave dwelling, that is to say, we first use clay to make mud embryos, and then use high temperature to burn the mud embryos into red bricks..." Li Zhi explained, "But our side Do you have any coal?"

coal……?

Xiao Baiyan looked confused, and the audience in the live broadcast room gently reminded: "Brother Li, this is Jiuchongtian, let alone coal, there is no coal mine."

Li Zhi: "..."

"Brick burning?" The old fairy paused, looked at Li Zhi calmly, and asked, "Which era were you born in?"

Among his innumerable past memories, there seemed to be some related to it, but the time had passed so long that he couldn't remember what era it was, nor what he could do in it.

Jiuchongtian doesn't need these things. The gods are addicted to cultivation, and their attention is limited to spiritual stones, magic tools, and secret realms... Gold, silver and jewelry are also liked by gods, but they are only used for collection. To be reduced to nothingness.

The only thing that can stand the test of time is the gods themselves.

Li Zhi replied blankly: "I am born in the [-]s, when the red flags were fluttering. At that time, our village had already started to be well-off... Which era are you from?"

The old fairy couldn't answer him. In his long, long life, he had experienced the hardships of digging wood to make fire, and also experienced the cruelty of the clan dynasty, but he had no idea what Li Zhi said.

"It's people from later generations," the old fairy sighed, and asked humbly, "I only know that pottery needs to be fired, but what about firing bricks?"

"It's just burning bricks to build a house!" Xiao Baiyan quickly drew a square shape, and explained seriously, "It's like building a house with stones, and it should be the same as the fish pond of Immortal Koi. "

The old fairy was thoughtful, and quickly understood the meaning.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was very silent.

"If pottery could be made, the era in which my grandfather lived may have appeared in history."

"It should be said that it might be the peak of civilization development at that time?"

"Jiuzhongtian has not been connected with the human world for a long time, it should be earlier, I even began to suspect that in our current history, there may be another history..."

"Why are all the gods gone, only the legends are left? I think there may have been some changes..."

All kinds of guesses are pervasive in the live broadcast room, but even the old fairy can't give an answer. The changes in the world are not facts that can be changed by one or two gods. Just like the eternal nine heavens, the world also has its own successor.It's just that after the demise of the aura, it has long since disappeared, and it may continue to survive in another form.

Li Zhi quickly told the old fairy about the brick kiln. The audience in the live broadcast room helped to check the information and correct it from time to time. The grandparents and grandchildren who were staring at the drawings listened very carefully.

"So," Li Zhi emphasized, "there must be coal mines, otherwise it would be bad to cut down trees, and the temperature may not be able to reach..."

Xiao Baiyan thought for a while, then stretched out his little hand, and a red flame appeared in the palm of his hand, which made Li Zhi stop abruptly in fright, and almost swallowed his tongue in his stomach.

"Is it okay to use this?" Xiao Baiyan asked, "I have used this kind of flame to cook hot pot and rice before."

Li Zhi stared at the small flame in Xiao Baiyan's hand, stretched out his palm, held his breath for a long time but nothing worked, he couldn't help muttering: "So it was set by the alchemist, could I be Huomu?" Dual spiritual roots...Of course, it may also be a craftsman..."

"Are you a strange fire?" Li Zhi asked in confusion.

"What is the strange fire?" Xiao Baiyan was very confused. He heard too many strange things from Li Zhi, such as strange fire, such as spiritual roots... Could it be that these are all things from the human world?

The audience in the live broadcast room were both amused and helpless. If there were these things in the world, how could they be used as social animals? They would have already rushed to practice.

Li Zhizai observed it carefully, and finally decided: "It should be possible. The temperature of the different fires is very high. I don't know the exact amount, but we will find out after we try it."

As he spoke, he picked up a dead branch from the ground and approached Bai Yan's little hand, only to see that the dead branch near Red Lotus Flame quickly disappeared, getting shorter and shorter, leaving only a short section.

The dead branches were completely burnt out inconceivably, and a lot of powder fell on the ground.

A look of panic flashed across Li Zhi's eyes, and he soon fell into deep thought, and then said: "Could it be the Void Swallowing Flame ①? It's so powerful... Is the temperature too high? Or is it just the nature of the different fire..."

"..."

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned. Once they accepted this setting, all directions seemed to be distorted.

The last time Bai Yan burned the strange fish in the flood, it was quite strange, and brother Wan Ding might also have a kind of strange fire in his hand, or is it the standard white one?What is it called, Bone Spirit Lenghuo②?

"Can you control the temperature?" Li Zhi thought for a while, and gave an example, "For example, the boiling temperature of water is [-] degrees. Can you control the flame to this standard?"

Xiao Baiyan scratched his head, tried his best to lower the temperature of the small flame, and waited until the halo on it became much lighter, before he said: "Is this [-] degrees? It's so strange, it can't even cook rice."

Li Zhi approached with half a piece of paper, seeing that it hadn't reached the ignition point, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, as long as you can control the temperature, you can try to double it now...[-] degrees?"

Two hundred degrees is not so easy to control, and the temperature is not as simple as doubling. Xiao Baiyan controlled the temperature of the small flame. The moment the paper approached, the flame suddenly ignited, and the paper instantly turned into nothingness, scaring Li Zhi. Trembling, quickly shake off.

"It's because I didn't control the temperature well," Xiao Baiyan looked at Li Zhi and said worriedly, "Are you okay? Honglianyan is very fierce."

Li Zhi waved his hand and said indifferently: "The left and right are all people who have died once. This minor injury is nothing. Take your time and control it a few more times. When you can control □□Baidu, you should about there."

Xiao Baiyan quickly responded obediently, and at this time night had already fallen, he sent the two ghosts back, and also sent the collected iron ore to the White House, and then returned to the small courtyard in peace.

When Po Meng was away, Xiao Baiyan and the old fairy went out again, so they were reduced to little ginseng for left-behind children and successfully occupied the small courtyard.

It opened the tablet that Bai Yan left him and studied it for a while, counting the parameters one by one, and it became more and more boring after going back and forth a few times, so it simply focused all its eyes on the vegetable patch.

And candlesticks.

After several times of tossing and tossing before, the little ginseng definitely didn't dare to steal the candlestick.

Right now, the Candelilla in the Star Soil has just sprouted buds and grown beautiful leaves, so fresh, tender and full of aura that it almost makes the little ginseng's mouth water.

The little ginseng moved forward slowly, and counted the candlehearts in the star soil over and over again, finally couldn't hold back and quietly poked out the ginseng whiskers, dipped a lot of star soil out.

It is a serious and obedient good ginseng!

The sky was getting dark, and footsteps were heard at the door, Little Ginseng hurried up to meet him, looking eagerly at Xiao Baiyan: "You're back, I can't help it if it's a little later."

Xiao Baiyan was a little puzzled, and asked doubtfully, "Why can't you help it?"

It didn't steal it!

Little Ginseng hastily covered her mouth with guilt: "No, nothing, nothing, Bai Yan, you got it wrong."

In the evening, Xiao Baiyan brought up the matter of burning bricks again, and the old fairy suggested that we go there together tomorrow, which can be regarded as a helper. Xiao Baiyan hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded in agreement.

Without Granny Meng, grandpa would be very lonely at home, so it's better to have a good time with them... At worst, he just watch and don't make grandpa too tired.

Little Ginseng heard that they were going to leave him alone tomorrow, and immediately panicked: "Baiyan Baiyan, you can take me there tomorrow too, I don't want to be left alone..."

"If you leave me alone again, I can't help but steal it. I don't want to write any more self-criticisms..."

The author has something to say: [Note] ①② is the famous strange fire in Dou Po Cang Qiong.

Little Ginseng: I can't control how many I send!