Doomsday Pavilion

Furnace mountain.

The long-lasting dark cloud of furnace smoke in Lushan has a hard smell of steel, but the apprentices and master craftsmen working on Lushan at this moment have long been accustomed to it, and they can even enjoy the cloud brought them comfortably. The bright light is rare and cool and a strong sense of pride.

In the first sequence yard near the top of the mountain, several apprentices worked together to send a huge metal ingot into the furnace mouth, slamming sweat.

"I said Lao Zhou, is the temperature cooling down today? It's pretty good..."

Lao Zhou, with money spots burned on sparks, looked at the sky,

"I've been looking at December, and the weather should be warming up in half a month. What else is going to cool down?"

The young apprentice screamed, not taking it seriously,

"When I was on vacation yesterday, something strange happened in the kitchen."

"what?"

"The purchasing volume of our kitchen has dropped by 30% in the past week." He pointed to the top of the mountain. "The few people on the top hardly eat."

Old Zhou laughed,

"Do you dare to take care of the affairs of the higher teachers?"

The little student smiled hippiely,

"Hey, I mean... There are only a few dozen people in a yard in a high school, and the appetite accounts for 30% of the whole Lushan? Mom, after all, it is an evolutionary, which is different from ordinary people.

"Where is so much nonsense, work!!"

The master craftsman of the Gao family in the yard yelled, and the apprentices were so scared that they were as if they saw the cat.

The stubble Gao family craftsmen looked worriedly at the yard on the top of the mountain and couldn't help but shiver with his arms.

"No, I have to add some clothes..."

...

The blast furnace in the courtyard at the top of the mountain is staring at the furnace mouth with fear,

"Leng girl, out, out!"

"Leng girl!!"

Leng Han just responded,

"Oh."

The blast furnace suffered from a painful toothache, it was so two seconds late, and the expensive alloy melt that had been worked out after all the hard work evaporated at least half of it!

"Hehehe...Ouch."

The high-speed rail snickered on the side, and was almost knocked into the furnace by his grandfather.

Blast furnace glared at him.

"How about the blind date I told you the other day?"

The blast furnace asked while filling the alloy melt into the mold.

The high-speed rail face is bitter,

"Grandpa, my eldest lady thinks I am too smoky, saying that a big head and a thick neck are either big money or a guy."

The blast furnace was staring with gas,

"You didn't say that your last name is high?"

"I said that."

"and then?"

"Uh..."

"Fart, let it go!"

High-speed rail has a neck,

"The young lady from the other family said that men from the Gao family use hammers to beat their wives. Although she is an awakened person, she is weak and can't stand the toss... and left."

Blast Furnace’s eyes almost stared out, and a piece of hair blushed and black. He lifted the hammer and threw it against the high-speed rail face.

"Fucky boy, fucking! The Gao family's face is shameless!"

"Grandpa, you hammered again..."

The two ran one by one, and after tossing for a long time, the high-speed rail panted heavily.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with Sister Leng?"

The blast furnace rolled his eyes,

"Leng girl, what is the difference between today and before?"

Hearing the words of the high-speed rail, he took a closer look, frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly realized.

"Sister Leng didn't eat lunch today!"

"Huh!"

With a hammer, the head of the high-speed rail plunged deep into the soil.

"Eat your grandmother's leg! Waste, idiot! Lao Tzu has a leaf in the 10,000 flowers bushes. How can the famous name of Love Saint I give birth to a grandson like you? Is your damn kind of Gao family?"

High-speed rail grievances said,

"Then you tell me, what's the difference between Sister Leng?"

Blast Furnace had sneaky eyes, hehe smiled,

"When did you see the cold girl wearing the skirt?"

I saw Leng Han in a dark long skirt that was as deep as a starry sky. Every stitch and fold seemed natural. Although it was a skirt, it gave people a lonely and lonely tall and straight posture, and the long hair was scattered. Against the faint blue light of the fire, it was indescribably quiet and peaceful.

She just stood there, but the flames in the furnace were bent in her direction, as if bowing deeply.

The dignified cold air formed a stream of air currents around her like a snake, which was substantial.

Several apprentices hid far away in the corner of the yard, their faces were trembling, but their eyes were very bright.

Mentioning this blast furnace is a lawsuit. How can you work on this smoky mountain of furnace?

It would be fine if she was just herself, but any apprentice who had seen Leng Han dressed as an apprentice wanted to buckle her eyes down and press on the gate of the yard, her work efficiency had dropped by a few percent, and she often made mistakes.

Niang Xipi, have never seen a woman or what's wrong?

In his heart, Blast Furnace scolded the little bunny surnamed Lin over and over ten thousand times. If it weren't for him, how could the cold girl become like this!

The high-speed rail suddenly realized again,

"Grandpa, you mean Sister Leng... doesn't look good in this way?!"

Two consecutive icy eyes focused on the high-speed rail-one belongs to the blast furnace, and the other belongs to it is self-evident.

Going up the blast furnace is a kick,

"Little Yakuza! It's so maddening to me!!"

Gao Tie pouted his ass and covered his face, his eyes still blurred after being kicked a few feet.

Subsequently,

"Hehe, tall love saint, do you want to have a bloody confession? Look at the father of the high-speed rail, my son, is it your kind?"

Upon hearing this voice, Blast Furnace’s complexion quickly changed, and when he turned his head, his face was full of kindness and gentleness.

"What kind of love, what blood to recognize relatives? Old lady, what are you talking about...hehehe... why are you here, the mountain is so choking...eh? This is not my favorite braised pork knuckle Well, get it quickly, the old man's mouth is almost fading out of the bird these days, and the little bunny cheats the old man."

"Go away!"

Grandma Gao snorted and pushed the blast furnace away and walked to the high-speed rail.

"Tie'er, I heard your mother say that you haven't had a good meal for almost a week, what's the matter? You got angry? If the blind date doesn't happen, let's not go. Old lady, who would dare to fart!"

The high-speed rail wiped the dust on his face, daring not to speak under the threatening eyes of grandpa,

"Grandma, I'm okay, just...that's... the dishes in our kitchen are really terrible."

Grandma Gao said,

"In the past few days, I have asked people to find more good cooks. The old woman said that cooking with those apprentices is not good at all. The vegetables are not washed, and a pumpkin is stewed and thrown into the pot. It is a pig. It’s the same as eating, your grandfather, who is immortal, will have the heart to let you eat this kind of food."

Blast Furnace sneaked a pig's hand, and muttered, "I'm not eating it, too..."

Grandma Gao stared,

"Your old man has thick skin and thick skin. Can my grandson be the same? The old Gao family pointed to my grandson to pass on the line. Do you have an opinion?"

The blast furnace shrank his neck and sneered.

"No, no, where can it be."