"What's this?"

Tang Yan and Tang Que were indeed twins. They asked in unison and shuddered at the same time.

They didn't know why they were shaking, it was just an inexplicable chill that made them want to cross their arms and shiver.

"bone!"

Chen Yang answered instead of Guan Yun.

Guan Yun nodded silently, bent over and walked over.

After walking out of the porcelain kiln, his waist had not straightened up, as if he was holding something on his back.

Standing in front of Chen Yang and the others, Guan Yun held the bone fragment in his hand and held it in front of them.

Sisters Tang Yan and Tang Que subconsciously took a step back. A terrifying thought emerged in their minds, but they did not dare to accept it.

Chen Yang had no scruples and picked up the bone fragment from Guan Yun's palm with a solemn expression.

The bone fragment is not big, about the size of a thumb, a few millimeters thick, yellow with burnt color, and has many tiny holes on it.

Chen Yang's face was as dark as water.

He has seen this thing more than once.

On earth, it is inevitable that relatives, friends, or elders will pass away. Those close to the deceased will go to the crematorium together and accompany the family members to watch the body being put into the incinerator. Finally, there will be a process of picking up the bones.

The cremation of corpses in an incinerator does not mean that they are burned to ashes in an instant as imagined, but rather requires a long period of preheating, a long period of burning, and the remains are not completely burned in the end. This is what is called bone picking.

Bone picking involves breaking larger bones (such as skulls) into pieces, and when the ashes are collected in an urn, the remaining unburned bones are placed at the top.

It's just such a process.

As he went more often, Chen Yang often saw the bones left after being burned, which looked like the one on his hand.

"Hey~"

He sighed and looked around again. Lingyin Village, which originally seemed to be full of fairy spirit, looked like a ghost.

When porcelain is fired, the temperature in the porcelain kiln must generally be above 1800° before the reaction occurs and good porcelain is fired that is as thin as paper and sounds like a chime.

In ancient China, China could make porcelain. Europe loved Chinese porcelain so much and brought it back ship by ship through the Maritime Silk Road. Don't they know how to make it themselves?

It can't be burned out.

Before modern times, they could not raise the temperature in the porcelain kiln above 1800°.

Neither did ancient China, but ancient China was rich in kaolin, which was suitable for firing porcelain. It could be fired at a relatively low temperature, such as around 1200°, which was enough to make porcelain.

This is the secret why Chinese porcelain leads the world.

In modern times, technology has advanced rapidly, and European countries have begun to produce various high-end porcelains, with prices far higher than those in Jingdezhen.

Since Lingyin Village is rich in Lingyin porcelain, no matter what method they use, the temperature in the porcelain kiln is extremely high, so it must be no problem to use it to transform people.

The dark mouth of the porcelain kiln is like the bloody mouth of a giant beast in the ancient times, swallowing up each and every living young girl in her bloom.

Thinking of this, everyone, including Chen Yang and Guan Yun, shuddered.

"Sir, you said they brought these people here to... make porcelain?"

Guan Yun asked with a look of dismay on his face.

"Hiss~"

The Tang sisters gasped, their faces as white as paper.

"Bone china?"

Chen Yang pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head.

"Lingyin porcelain is so beautiful, maybe it actually contains some human bones.

But, that’s not the main reason.”

Bone china is not a high-end product. You can buy excellent quality for just a few dozen dollars on earth.

The beauty of Lingyin porcelain may be influenced by supernatural means, such as the spell of lingering resentment, but from the fact that the people of Lingyin Village do not cherish Lingyin porcelain at all, and only exchange them for some grain, we know that they will not

It’s so troublesome to make porcelain.

"It's more like a sacrifice."

"Living sacrifices, maybe those girls who were sold into the mountains were sealed alive into the porcelain kiln."

I thought of girls being tied up and thrown into porcelain kilns, screaming at the sky and the earth. The temperature around them continued to rise, and finally they were burned alive into ashes...

"brute!"

Guan Yun shouted angrily.
Chapter completed!