Hu Xiaotian has never been a person who worries about the country and the people, who controls the world does not have any special meaning for him, especially for people of the same blood and the same nationality, it doesn't matter, what he wants is freedom, what he wants is an unrestrained life, but in the face of reality, he has gradually realized that the idea of coming to this world when he first came to this world is too ideal.
The distance between the temple and the rivers and lakes is not as far as imagined, in fact, just like the distance between the grass house where you live and the hot spring in front of the door, people living in the world cannot always close themselves in a specific environment, they must learn to adapt to this environment and change this environment.
There was a gentle knock on the door, but it was Zong Yuan who was invited, Hu Xiaotian got up from the bed and followed the little guy in the direction of the sword house.
The night has enveloped the entire Ziyun Mountain, although the mountain is not high, but it feels very close to the sky, and the stars in the sky are twinkling on the black velvety night sky, as if you can reach out and touch it.
There are two large kilns in Jianlu, the left dragon and the right tiger, which conceals the meaning of the tiger standing on the dragon plate, and what Hu Xiaotian went to was the dragon kiln.
The kiln is in the shape of a long strip, built according to the slope of Ziyun Mountain, from bottom to top, like a dragon and a snake, so it is named.
The kiln chamber is divided into three parts: the kiln head, the kiln bed, and the kiln tail, relying on the inclination of the mountain to build a long tunnel-shaped kiln, the kiln head has a preheating chamber, and the kiln tail usually does not set up a chimney or sets up a very short chimney, because the dragon kiln itself plays the role of a chimney.
The kiln is about 50 zhang long, the kiln head is the smallest, which is convenient for the heat concentration at the beginning of the kiln, which is conducive to combustion, the middle part is the largest, and the kiln tail is larger than the kiln head and smaller than the middle.
The vault is arc-shaped, and there are rows of watermelon-sized firewood holes on the upper part of both sides or the kiln roof, and there are two kiln doors on both sides of the kiln body.
During the operation of the dragon kiln, all the kiln doors are closed after the green body is stacked in the kiln room.
The kiln head is fired first, and the firewood is thrown in turn from front to back.
Fired row by row.
In the past, Hu Xiaotian had seen the use of dragon kilns to fire ceramics, but he didn't expect that it could be used to mass-produce iron here, but his equipment was not made in it.
There is a workshop on the west side of the dragon kiln, and the sound of tinkling in it is endless, Hu Xiaotian followed the little guy into it, but saw Zong Tang on his upper body.
Wielding a hammer is forging in front of the furnace.
Magician Zong Yuan was squatting on a chair not far away, holding a dry tobacco pouch in his right hand, and was swallowing clouds and mist.
I don't know what I took in my left hand, and I was leaning in the light and watching.
The fire of the furnace is blazing, reflecting the faces of every craftsman on the scene is extremely suggestive, and those men who are working, their body muscles are knotted, and they are even more vivid under the reflection of the furnace fire, like a statue cast in iron.
Hu Xiaotian came to the side of the magician Zong Yuan and arched his hand to him.
Magician Zong Yuan took a big puff of cigarette, then knocked the smoke pot on the stool, and said loudly, "Master Hu came and take a look." ” Hu Xiaotian walked over, what Zong Yuan was holding in his hand turned out to be a small screw, sighed in his heart, inadvertently exposed this technology, I don't know what it will bring to today's times, Zong Yuan said: "This small object can cost us a lot of energy.
It still can't be perfect, Lord Hu.
What is this thing called?"
Hu Xiaotian also has no need to hide it: "Screws" "Screws" Hu Xiaotian said with a smile: "You look at the lines on it, spiral rotation, just like the lines behind the snail, that's why it was given such a name." ” Zong Yuan said: "Good name, really appropriate screw" Hu Xiaotian said: "Master Zong has successfully solved this problem" Zong Yuan said: "I was thinking that if I could punch holes in the parts that need to be connected to the iron according to the same caliber, and then fix them with screws.
Wouldn't it be possible to greatly speed up the process of the process, and also make screws of different sizes according to different needs. ” Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly, this time he really gave a big gift to Zong Yuan, after getting the secret of the process of screws, the craftsmanship of Zong Yuan's blacksmith shop will definitely achieve a fundamental leap.
And then drive the progress of the whole Dayong process is also very likely, if they will promote, use in all walks of life, then Dayong's industrial development is more limitless, they inadvertently to Dayong a great help.
In fact, it is not just a screw, although this set of atlases drawn by Hu Xiaotian is only some surgical instruments, but these surgical instruments are also constantly improved and improved in the long history of medical development, it can be said that each instrument is the crystallization of industrial design, and Zong Yuan has benefited a lot in the process of making.
Zong Tang took some of the instruments that had been built over to Hu Xiaotian to see, Hu Xiaotian picked them up one by one, and the title of magician really deserved his name, and every instrument could be called flawless.
Hu Xiaotian suddenly remembered one thing, if he wanted to avoid infection for Yan King Xue Shengjing, he needed one of the most critical gloves, since the magician was here, it was better to ask him and see what solution he could have.
After Zong Yuan Hu Xiaotian finished speaking, in his understanding that a light and well-protected glove was needed, Zong Yuan said: "What's so difficult about this, help you turn your hands into molds, and then make a few pairs of sheepskin gloves." ” Hu Xiaotian knew that the chemical industry in this era was almost blank, and naturally there would be no latex gloves, even if Zong Yuan was known as a magician, the conceptual category in his mind was quite narrow, sheepskin gloves were sheepskin gloves, and it was better to have protection than no protection.
So he followed Zong Tang to invert the mold of his hand, and just touched his hand, he suddenly heard an earth-shattering explosion, and the heavens and the earth trembled, and the strong vibration made many craftsmen fall to the ground.
The sword artifacts hanging above the workshop also fell due to the explosion.
Zong Tang reacted immediately, got up to look for his father, and Hu Xiaotian also followed.
The explosion did not take place inside the workshop, panicked voices rang out outside: "Kiln explosion, kiln explosion" Magician Zong Yuan was also shocked to the ground by the explosion just now, and a group of craftsmen around him helped him up in time, Zong Tang and Hu Xiaotian also came to his side, Zong Yuan, who had always been calm, was also flustered at this time, and exclaimed: "Go out and see, what happened" In fact, he had already guessed what was happening from the explosion just now, but deep down he still hoped that that that kind of thing would not happen.
Zong Tang helped his father to walk out of the door, and a group of craftsmen had completely regained their composure after a short panic, and their guardians, the magician father and son, evacuated outside in an orderly manner.
At this time, no one paid attention to Hu Xiaotian's existence, and Hu Xiaotian could only follow everyone outside.
As soon as they came to the door, they heard an explosion that was even more violent than just now, which shook everyone's eardrums, and some people even lost their hearing for a short time due to this earth-shattering sound.
In the aftermath of the explosion, everyone stumbled out of the gate of the workshop, and when they looked up, they saw that the two large kilns of the Sword Mansion, the Dragon Kiln and the Tiger Kiln, had been completely annihilated in a sea of fire.
Magician Zong Yuan saw the scene in front of him, let out a heart-rending scream, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, fortunately Zong Tang hugged him in time, Zong Tang's eyes were full of bloodshots, and his heart was also sad and angry to the extreme, this sword house was his father's life's work, not to mention the iron tools being forged in the two kilns of the dragon and tiger, there were more than 100 craftsmen in it alone, and I don't know how many dead and injured people would be killed and injured from the tragic situation in front of him.
Zong Tang was quite calm, he said loudly: "Brothers, hurry up and save people" Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they rushed to tell each other, and they went to find tools that could put out the fire.
At this moment, a black oppressive cloud in the sky shrouded the stars and moon, and everyone looked up, but saw that the black oppression was not a dark cloud, but a bat, covering the sky and the moon, making a terrifying sound, and suddenly rushed towards the crowd below.
Zong Tang yelled: "Copy the guys, retreat to the Tibetan Soldier Cave." ” There are many weapons in the sword house, but although these craftsmen can make weapons, few of them are good at using them, thousands of bats flew wildly, chasing and biting the crowd on the ground, Zong Tang and the three craftsmen held swords and shields, while chopping the bats that kept attacking in the air, while using the shields in their hands to protect Zong Yuan's retreat.
Hu Xiaotian picked up a torch and a shield, facing the ubiquitous bats, it was in vain to stay and fight with them, Hu Xiaotian fortunately had eighteen steps to hide from the dog, using a shield to protect his head, his steps were fluttering, left and right, elusive, and kept throwing off those bats that were tracking.
He was not familiar with the terrain in this area, so he could only follow the pace of the father and son of the sect family, and wherever they went, he would go himself.
This group of craftsmen originally wanted to go to the scene of the explosion kiln to save people, but in the face of this overwhelming number of bats, they couldn't take care of themselves, how could they care about rescuing the injured.
The so-called Hidden Soldier Cave is the storehouse used by the blacksmith to store the finished products, about 200 steps away from their current location, although it is not far away, but under the crazy attack of the bats, they are also struggling.
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Under the protection of everyone, the magician Zongyuan finally gradually approached the Tibetan Cave, and two craftsmen arrived there first, one was responsible for covering, and the other hurriedly opened the lock, because he was too nervous, and the key could not be inserted into the keyhole smoothly for a while.
Zong Tang urged loudly: "Hurry up" At this moment, a dazzling trajectory of fire shot diagonally from the sky towards the gate of the Hidden Soldier Cave, hitting the back of the craftsman's heart, and after hitting the target, it exploded with a bang, and the scene was full of flesh and blood, and one of the craftsman's arms rolled down to Zong Yuan's feet, still holding the key in his hand.
When Zong Yuan saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
Everyone looked up, only to see two black-armored warriors in the air, stretching their wings, metal wings flashing in the dark night with a deep reflection, one holding an iron bow, the arrow just now was what he shot, the other person held a spear in his hand, the bronze mask hole revealed a cold gaze, looking at Zong Yuan in the crowd, the wings changed angles, and suddenly swooped down, the cold light blooming at the tip of the spear crossed the sky like a comet, and went straight to Zong Yuan's chest.
To be continued: