In addition to practicing martial arts, including archery and archery, Mo Shu spent most of the year practicing calligraphy to exercise her state of mind, and almost all of her playing time was devoted to planning for the Mo family, teaching Mo Wan and Mo Yun some knowledge in later generations, and using what she learned in later generations, combined with the information she checked when writing novels, to improve weapons and siege equipment for Wu Ziheng.

That's right, Wu Ziheng boiled salt next to the villa, and now he has the courage to make all kinds of weapons and siege equipment in Leng Xiang Pavilion.

At this time, Mo Shu couldn't help but feel deeply regretful, when she wrote the novel, she thought it was more interesting to use cold weapons, so she didn't study any firearms in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Thinking about it now, Mo Shu felt that her idea was really too naïve. When I wrote novels, I always felt that it was not good for the gold finger to be too big, but when I really crossed over, I found that back in ancient times, if you know firearms or something, as long as there are conditions, who cares if it conforms to the laws of history, of course, it is taken out and used!

This crossing is the most inconsistent with the laws of history!

While Mo Shu was secretly annoyed, she couldn't figure out what firearms she had to use to put this idea aside.

Because of the manufacture of weapons and siege equipment, Mo Shu almost never went out.

Yang Liuli almost wondered if Mo Shu was placed under house arrest by Wu Ziheng.

Of course, Mo Shu herself didn't feel this way. Now in Mo Shu's heart, with the current relationship between the Mo family and the Wu family, the Wu family is powerful, and it will naturally have many benefits for her family, so when Wu Ziheng asked her to give some opinions on these siege equipment and bows and crossbows, she agreed without hesitation.

Mo Shu soon met the Divine Crossbow that she had been thinking about before, as well as the old man Lu who was discussing with Wu Ziheng how to improve the Divine Crossbow, and the old man named Skillful Lu Zhi.

After more than a year, Mo Shu remembered what happened when she entered the villa, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

And Lu Zhi also lives up to the name of skillful hands, Mo Shu based on some information found in later generations, as well as the principles of machinery put forward opinions and suggestions, he can quickly comprehend and make zuò out.

Lu Zhi originally heard Wu Ziheng call his cousin over and participate in the improvement of the manufacturing of weapons and siege equipment, and asked her to give advice and build yì, but he also felt that something was wrong, thinking that Wu Ziheng was simply to please Mo Shu, and let Mo Shu mess around.

But after Mo Shu really put forward his opinion, Lu Zhi was immediately surprised, and admired Mo Shu so much.

Although Mo Shu is not familiar with the handmade manufacturing of these weapons nowadays, her ideas and construction are very useful, and many of them are never heard of by Lu Zhi, but after listening to them, she feels very reasonable, and even enlightens and opens, and later, she even said that because Mo Shu instructed him, he wanted to respect Mo Shu as a teacher.

In the end, Mo Shu said that he had also learned a lot from Lu Zhi, and the two were learning from each other, so Lu Zhi gave up.

But whenever Lu Zhi talked to Wu Ziheng, he never forgot to praise Mo Shu's skills.

Wu Ziheng asked Mo Shu to participate in the manufacture of weapons and siege equipment because he thought of the saddle, but he didn't think that she also had such attainments in this area, and got the newly improved magic crossbow, as well as better weapons and siege equipment.

It's just that when she saw Wu Ziheng, who was obviously happy, Mo Shu was always very vigilant.

I remember that when Wu Ziheng first learned that Mo Shu had improved the Divine Machine Crossbow, he praised Mo Shu in the past and said, "Shu'er, you are so amazing!" ”

Mo Shu immediately took a few steps back, covered her forehead and stared at Wu Ziheng and said, "Don't flick my forehead again!" ”

Wu Ziheng was speechless for a while.

In the end, Wu Ziheng didn't flick Mo Shu's forehead, but just picked up Mo Shu and threw it again.

The consequence of this move was that Mo Shu did not wait to see Wu Ziheng for several days.

Fortunately, Mo Shu did not hold a grudge against Wu Ziheng, and soon forgot about this matter, and when the new siege equipment was built, she took the initiative to talk to Wu Ziheng.

Wu Ziheng thinks it's great to have such a cousin.

The birds outside the window were already playing and frolicking among the flowers and branches in flocks, and the melodious birdsong came into Mo Shu's ears through the window screen, and she knew that today was another good spring day.

After freshening up, Mo Shu went over and set up the window.

The sun should not have risen yet, the soft morning light sprinkled on the courtyard, and the breeze blew a faint fragrance of flowers.

Mo Shu felt that the discomfort in her body seemed to have eased a little, and after thinking about it, she should go over to exercise in the morning.

Wu Ziheng had already arrived at the martial arts training ground and was practicing swords. This knife is not a heavy broadsword, but similar to the Tang knife that Mo Shu had seen in later generations. Wu Ziheng's moves, like the one he taught Mo Shu swordsmanship, are practical, fast and accurate, and he also specializes in slashing at the enemy's vital points.

Seeing Mo Shu coming, Wu Ziheng smiled slightly and nodded.

is different from the indifference to outsiders, now Wu Ziheng is smiling more and more in the face of Mo Shu.

Mo Shu also changed from being always stunned in the past to a little more determined, and now she greeted with a smile, and took the sword and practiced by herself.

After a set of swordsmanship dances, Mo Shu saw sweat on her forehead, and felt a little uncomfortable, so she stopped.

Wu Ziheng had already stopped to rest, and when he saw Mo Shu retracting his sword, he looked this way.

In the soft morning light, Mo Shu because she had just practiced the sword, she sweated slightly, her wet hair was on her smooth forehead, and her skin became more and more white like water-soaked mutton fat jade, delicate and warm, and her cheeks were dyed with red, her mouth was like a vermilion, and the light blue clothes on her body were attached to the skin due to sweat, outlining slightly undulating lines, just like the peach that bloomed with dew in March, which was extremely beautiful.

Wu Ziheng was stunned.

Mo Shu turned her head slightly, and met Wu Ziheng's gaze, she subconsciously looked down at the clothes on her body, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

At that moment, Mo Shu didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Wu Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses, and he also felt a little embarrassed, and of course he didn't stop Mo Shu.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shu had just turned around, and suddenly felt a cramping pain in her abdomen, and then felt a hot current gushing out. How could she, who had already experienced two lives, not understand what was going on, and a thought popped up in her heart: God! How could such a bloody thing happen to you?!

But with another colic in her abdomen, Mo Shu had to squat on the ground.

Wu Ziheng already felt that something was wrong when Mo Shu stopped, and strode over without hesitation, and asked eagerly: "Shu'er, what's wrong with you?!" ”

Immediately, I saw Mo Shu squatting down, Wu Ziheng took three steps and made two steps, and soon arrived at him.

Mo Shu hurriedly raised her hand weakly to stop him: "Don't come here!" ”

Wu Ziheng paused slightly when he heard this, and then thought that Mo Shu was angry because of his unintentional offense just now, so he turned a deaf ear and still strode over.

Seeing this, Mo Shu was anxious, and said angrily: "Don't come here!" If you come to me again, I will ignore you in the future! ”

Wu Ziheng stopped walking, but saw that Mo Shu's face was already pale, and he faintly smelled blood, so he didn't care what Mo Shu said, and in the past, regardless of Mo Shu's struggle, he picked her up, but he immediately touched a warm **** on his hand.

Blood......

Wu Ziheng's hands stiffened, and his voice trembled a little: "How can you get hurt if you're good?!" (To be continued.) )