The pale blue skylight filtered in through the glazed windows of the cultural room. Mou Xuan knocked on the long cypress desk that was restored from the "Yingzaofashi" with his fingers, causing the cover of the "Qimin Yaoshu" on the desk to fall to dust.
Chen Yao put the silver scissors into her tactical belt, and her fingertips, stained with cinnabar from "The Lacquer Record", slid across the yellowed pages. The swollen rhino skin patterns actually shrank under her fingertips like living things.
"The failure range of the coating on "Illustrated Explanation of Military Equipment" is three times larger than expected." A single cultural enthusiast clutched the maltose wrapper, and Wu Tonger's eyes, which were peeking through the door sill, were blocked by a Lu scholar using a bamboo ruler from "Kaogong Ji". "I think the moldy fragments of "Tao Shuo" should be melted down to make acid rain filters!"
The Lu scholar's hunched back suddenly straightened up, knocking over the lacquer box containing the ink sticks of "The Classic of Tea".
The ink block rolled to the feet of old artist Xing, who held it precisely with his fingers dipped in glaze. The ice cracks between his knuckles glowed faintly blue in the morning light. "When we were trying to rescue Wanli blue and white porcelain at the kiln factory," said old artist Xing, using tweezers to repair porcelain, to open the Embroidery Manual. "The picture of children playing, which was broken into 300 pieces, could still sing the song of picking lotus."
"But this isn't a kiln for you to play with mud!" The single cultural enthusiast kicked open the movable type printing frame recorded in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature", and the lead type clanged on the cobblestone ground depicted in "Yuan Ye". "The "Herbal Medicine for Famine Relief" that was transported back yesterday has grown spores and hyphae. If we drag it on..."
Mou Xuan suddenly took off his tactical gloves, revealing his left hand wrapped in the vines of the Book of Pansheng.
Those abnormal ink-colored flowers withered quickly when they came into contact with the air, forming half of a crossbow diagram from "Wubeizhi" on the table.
Chen Yao understood and unfolded the "Geographical Records" map. The sound of the silver scissors cutting the copper lock brought the quarrel to an abrupt end.
"Master Xing, please take a look at this." Mou Xuan opened the data box with the skillful joints recorded in the "Lu Ban Jing". The rhinoceros leather box cover with brown spots from the "Lacquer Record" actually bloomed like a lotus.
The cloudy eyes of old artist Xing suddenly reflected the silver line luster of "Embroidery Manual", and his fingers like dead branches stroked the cracks of "Tao Shuo" porcelain pieces, and the faded ice plum pattern in the glaze actually flowed again between his palm lines.
As cultural enthusiasts collectively held their breath, an alarm suddenly came from the watchtower that the tune of "Jingdezhen Pottery Song" had changed.
Mou Xuan held the sonic transmitter modified from the "Illustrated Explanation of Military Equipment" on his waist, and caught a glimpse of the thirty-seven red dots drawn by Chen Yao with silver scissors on the "Geographical Records" map, which perfectly coincided with the flashes on the mechanism diagram of the "Lu Ban Classic".
"The repair team stays, and the defense team goes to the tower." Mou Xuan threw the protective layer disguised as "Herbal Medicine for Famine Relief" to Chen Yao. The strange water droplets soaked in the silver thread of "Embroidery Manual" condensed in the air into the rain curtain recorded in "Gardening".
The scholar from Lu suddenly snatched the ink stick from the Classic of Tea and wrote quickly on the title page of Qi Min Yao Shu: "In the 23rd year of Wanli, the Imperial Kiln Factory used Guanyin soil to make glaze..."
Old artist Xing took out a bronze ruler in the style of "Kaogong Ji" from his bag. The cloud pattern painted in gold in "Lacquer Record" on the ruler resonated with the bulge in the data box.
When the maltose that Wu Ernr had secretly hidden began to melt, the old man suddenly used the agate knife used to repair sacrificial red porcelain to pick up the silver thread of the "Embroidery Manual". The ink-colored juice of the vines of "Fan Sheng's Book" at the end of the thread actually seeped out a complete chapter of "Tao Shuo" on the rice paper.
"Please lend me some light with your silver scissors, Miss Shen." Old artist Xing pressed a piece of porcelain from "Jingdezhen Pottery Song" onto the illustration of "Yingzaofashi". Amid the crisp sound of the agate knife tapping the porcelain body, the cultural room was suddenly filled with the fragrance of "Longjing after the Rain" recorded in "The Classic of Tea".
The sparks from the tip of Chen Yao's scissors fell onto the bronze ruler. The secret method of "burning copper to extract qi" recorded in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" on the ruler made the faded ice plum patterns look like an inverted galaxy.
Mou Xuan stood in the light spot projected by the "Yu Di Ji Sheng" map. The vines on his tactical gloves had entangled the "Lu Ban Jing" mechanism diagram at some point.
When the sound of crossbows breaking through the air from "Wu Bei Zhi" was heard from the watchtower, old artist Xing was using his unique skill to repair the Yobian Tenmoku to spin the mycelium from "Jiuhuang Bencao" into the lost "peacock feather thread" from "Xiupu".
The brown-spotted fingers of the old artist Xing suddenly paused, and the tip of the agate knife picked up the three-inch "peacock feather thread" that was flowing with rainbow light.
The "Moon Hole Flowing Light" recorded in "Yuan Ye" suddenly fell from the dome of the cultural room. The suspended hyphae weaved the missing "Twelve Methods of Kiln Change" chapter in "Tao Shuo" in the light and shadow.
"It's done!" The maltose paper in the hands of the single culture enthusiast rustled, and the illustrations of "Herbal Medicine for Famine Relief" printed on it actually exuded a bitter medicinal fragrance.
Wu Ernr leaned against the door frame with his eyes wide open, and saw his own shadow stretched out and projected on the map of Yu Di Ji Sheng, exactly like the guard with spear recorded in Wu Bei Zhi.
Chen Yao's silver scissors rubbed out a second spark on the bronze ruler, and the flying copper chips fell on the pages of "Qimin Yaoshu", and instantly grew into a miniature mulberry forest with the scent of "The Classic of Tea" ink.
The old artist Xing gently pushed the restored "Tao Shuo" towards Mou Xuan. The ice cracks on the porcelain blue cover suddenly moved, forming a half-moving "Jingdezhen Tao Ge" fine brushwork painting on the table.
"This is..." The scholar from Lu suddenly straightened his hunched back, his nose almost touching the paper that was still oozing with glaze, "The firing method of the Double Dragon Playing with Pearl in the Wanli Period?"
The sound of "A Hundred Tongues Singing in Spring" recorded in Lu Ban's Classic of Classics suddenly rang out in the cultural room. The broken books piled in the corner opened automatically, and small golden characters appeared between the yellowed pages like fireflies.
The vines on Mou Xuan's tactical gloves suddenly grew wildly, and formed seven gourds with a faint blue light on the illustration of "Yingzaofashi" - they were exactly the lost "burning copper to extract air" metering device in "Tiangongkaiwu".
"Be careful!" Chen Yao suddenly broke off her tactical belt, and the arc of light drawn by the silver scissors nailed the mutant spores that were rushing towards the "Embroidery Book" onto the glazed window.
The old artist Xing took the opportunity to shake open the plain gauze Zen robe that was transformed from "Illustrated Explanation of Military Equipment", and wherever the hem of the robe, which was soaked with the paint of "Lacquer Record", passed by, the restless lead types returned to the movable type printing stand.
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