Ye Qingqing lifted the clothes on the belly of the meat bun, exposing her small belly, bulging like a watermelon, and it was not quiet inside, as if something was moving, even her belly was wriggling, it looked like a rash.
"What should I do now?" Ye Qingqing asked.
"Let An An burn them to death." Lu Mo said.
Ye Qingqing was taken aback and shook his head vigorously, "This won't work, An An's fire will hurt the meat bun."
Those poisonous buds are in the belly of the meat bun, and there is no way to get them out at present. An An's fire must burn through the skin to burn the poisonous buds, but this will inevitably hurt the meat bun and even endanger his life.
Ye Qingqing felt that it was impossible to inflict damage to the enemy by one thousand and self-destruction by eight hundred.
Lu Mo was confident, "Of course it can't be burned directly, it can be passed through a silver needle."
Ye Qingqing is half-understood, silver needle?
"It's too late to explain, I said you do it, insert a few silver needles on the belly of the meat bun, and insert them deeper. It's better to surround these poisonous buds." Lu Mo said while making gestures, Ye Qingqing understood. Yes, she will.
According to Lu Mo's instructions, a circle of silver needles was inserted, and a circle was inserted around the wriggling belly, densely packed.
Lu Mo whispered a few words in An An's ear, An An nodded, and stretched out his hand over the meat-wrapped belly like Jingjing, secretly practicing the art, Lu Mo also pressed against his back to deliver internal force to prevent the little guy from exhaustion.
Jingjing adjusted his breath on the side and took the elixir prepared by Ye Qingqing, which could recover in a short time.
An An closed his eyes, the heat in his palms was getting higher and higher, and the flames were invisible to the naked eye, but the temperature around him was slowly rising, and the silver needles were also changing quietly.
Lu Mo stared unblinkingly, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and shouted, "An An, stop!"
Ye Qingqing and Tie Dan, who were also attentive, were both startled and looked at Lu Mo in amazement, what happened?
An An also stopped, the temperature dropped suddenly, and looked at Lu Mo ignorantly, thinking that he was not doing well enough.
Lu Mo's expression was solemn and he let out a long breath. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise the meat buns would not have been rescued, and there would have been other problems.
"Pull out the silver needle!"
After a while, Lu Mo ordered Ye Qingqing.
Ye Qingqing didn't know why, so she obediently pulled it out, but the silver needle was still very hot. She put on leather gloves and pulled them out separately. The poisonous buds in the meat-bun's belly began to wriggle again. Knowing that the danger is coming, not moving, very quiet.
"The silver needle is bent, what's the matter?"
Ye Qingqing noticed that something was wrong The silver needles were deformed.
Lu Mo smiled bitterly, "I didn't think much about it, An'an's flame is pure white, the temperature is at least 1500 degrees above, and the melting point of silver is only about one thousand degrees, so I can't help An'an's fire."
"Will the golden needle work?"
"No, the melting point of gold is only over 1,200 degrees, so we must find pure metal with a high melting point." Lu Mo still shook his head.
Ye Qingqing was discouraged, "What kind of metal has a high melting point?"
"Tungsten, with more than 3,000 degrees, is the metal with the highest melting point." Lu Mo said.
Tie Dan's eyes lit up, "The lights are full of tungsten filaments, I'll go and remove the light bulb."
He was about to dismantle it, but was stopped by Lu Mo. The tungsten wire in the bulb was too thin and too few to be used for treatment. He had to order a special set of tungsten needles.
"I'll find a way."
Lu Mo called He Weishao, this guy is well-connected, he should have a solution.