Chapter 690: Chapter 691 Flying Lantern
The wise master motioned his temple to follow him, and the two walked to an open area in the barracks, which was piled up with a large amount of grain and grass transferred from the original place to here.
The sight of the Mangjun Hall is fixed on these grains and fodders, just because they are large in size and occupy a large area as a whole, which is the most conspicuous pile.
However, the Mangjun Hall soon realized that he had made a mistake and saw that the wise man guided him to the center rather than the edge of the open area, indicating that what the wise master wanted to show him next had nothing to do with these urgently transferred to here.
There are a lot of debris in the center, mostly wooden carts. Of course, it is impossible to quickly transfer grain and fodder in a short period of time by manpower alone, which is unrealistic, so tools are needed.
Under the doubtful eyes of the Mangjun Hall, the wise master dragged out a wooden thing from the wooden carts piled up.
It is a wooden frame with the volume equivalent to four wooden carts. The wooden frame is a cube, with four iron sticks extending vertically and staggered above to form a whole, with a bowl-shaped metal structure at the top.
"This is what I'm going to show you, the flying lamp."
The wise man of Mangjun introduced what he had been dragging out to his own temple.
"Flying lamp?"
The Mangjun Hall looked at the thing in front of him strangely and couldn't see what the purpose of this thing was. It felt like an ordinary wooden frame, and it was also the first time he heard the word 'flying lamp'.
But the Mangjun Hall was not stupid. Hearing the name 'flying lamp', combined with the words of his wise teacher before, it was easy for him to think that this thing had something to do with flying sky, so he circled a few more times and observed carefully.
However, the final result is still nothing. If you want to fly, this wooden frame has no wings to fly. It is difficult to imagine that this thing can fly in the Mangjun Hall. If it is not your own wise teacher but others, the Mangjun Hall will even be angry and think that the man is cheating on him.
"Can this thing fly?" The Mangjun Hall looked at his wise master half-heartedly.
Doing everything well, the wise teacher did not rush to light the Mangjun Hall to prove that this thing could fly, but repeatedly checked all the details several times.
About a few hours later, the wise master invited the Mangjun Hall to enter the wooden frame.
The space in the wooden frame can accommodate four people, and the Mangjun Hall and the wise master do not feel crowded when entering it.
The wise master lit the brazier above them, and the firelight above could be seen in the Mangjun Hall in the wooden frame.
With the passage of time, I saw the semicircular ball cover made of three large drum skins slowly swelling, and finally completely expanded and plump.
Then, he saw the wise master untie all the sandbags tied to the wooden frame, and felt a slight recoil brought by the rise in the Mangjun Hall. He looked at the ground farther and farther outside the wooden frame in surprise and was speechless.
After a long time of stupidation, the Mangjun Hall turned his head in surprise and looked at the wise master, and even his eyes changed, and his voice trembled a little.
"This...is this really flying?!"
The soldiers on the ground looked at the rising flying lamp in surprise. On the Mangjun Hall, you can see the soldiers and generals on the ground pointing to the flying lamp and chattering about what they are discussing. It's a little far away, but he can't hear clearly.
Now it is about 50 or 60 meters away from the ground, and the height is not very high, but the Mangjun Hall is already afraid. He is the first time to fly to the sky. This kind of foot away from the ground not only affects his physiology, but also affects his psychology. After the initial shock reced, all that is left is fear.
"Wise teacher, how are we going down now?"
The Mangjun Hall asked Zhishi, as if he couldn't understand how the wooden frame without wings flew in the sky, and he couldn't understand how it fell now.
"It's very simple to go down. Make the fire smaller, and the flying lamp will naturally fall."
After saying that, the wise man reached to the upper brazier. There was a rotating valve on the side of the brazier. As the wise man rotated, the nozzle above the brazier contracted, and the nozzle contracted, resulting in the release of the flame falling.
As the hot air in the hemispheric sleeve gradually dissipates, the height of the flying lamp is slowly decreasing.