At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Chen Qiuniang's mind, and there was even a suspicion that made her unable to withstand the excitement, but she didn't dare to draw conclusions.

And in this back and forth thought, Jiang Hang on the canopy boat took away the gesture just now and changed to another flag. In an instant, the ten-square-meter island opposite the small island in the middle of the lake was full of smoke and flames.

"What the hell is this, what the hell is this." Someone panicked.

Qing Shi was also instantly shocked, and looked at the place where the fire was soaring.

"Yes, is it Thor's Fury?" Someone next to him was terrified, and the whole person looked terrified, and he stumbled and tripped on the deck by the rope of the sailboat.

In everyone's opinion, the power of such firearms can only be achieved by thunder and lightning. Well, there really are no real firearms in this era. Those so-called firearms are really just like what Dai Yuanqing said, but they are just attacking with fire.

But it was indeed a firearm in front of him. Something must have gone wrong, or someone like her has crossed over and opened a plug-in in this era.

Or maybe the military secrets of the Song Dynasty have been hidden deeply, leaving no traces in history at all?

Chen Qiuniang quickly denied the second speculation, after all, in the confrontation between the Song Dynasty and the Khitan, Western Xia, Jin, and Mongolia, if there were really firearms, what would happen

Is it possible to allow the other party to beat himself into a dog, and finally end up in the end of the country's ruin.

Someone opened a plug-in like himself! Maybe it's because he's a soldier, maybe it's a high-end talent who specializes in weapons manufacturing, or maybe it's someone who is more futuristic than his own generation. In short, people know more than they do, and they are very powerful. Look at people, on the other hand, I really don't know anything except food and architecture.

In this time and space, there may be the same time-traveler as yourself. This possibility made her suddenly feel a kind of joy when she met her hometown acquaintance, just like walking abroad in those years, occasionally on the road, seeing a Chinese who spoke her hometown.

Chen Qiuniang's heart fluctuated, but the sound of firearms came and went around her. On the lake not far away, several warships waiting for the battle were throwing fireballs upright, and that route happened to indicate that these firearms really had propulsion devices.

Which predecessor had the courage and determination to change history and directly advanced the use of firearms by so many years. However, if there are firearms stored now, is the future still the future that we know?

At this moment, Chen Qiuniang looked at the sky high and far away, there were white clouds floating in the blue sky, and a crescent moon couldn't wait to rise quietly when the sun was strong. Like a wise man, she pondered a deep question that had no answer.

"This, what is this?" Qingshi's voice sounded, and Qingshi, who had always been calm and confident, couldn't help but tremble in his voice.

"If this is called—" The black-faced man next to him also muttered, calculating the distance of the firearm. Yes, the ship is really far away from here, but if that fireball hits this side, it can directly blow the ship to pieces, and not only that, but the cliff behind it is also within the striking range.

"If we do, we'll be left with no bones." A woman said.

"It's scary." Someone else said.

A real firearm in hand, an artifact that is powerful enough to scare anyone on this plane. No wonder Zhang Ci was not afraid, and came to the peace talks alone. It turned out that there were firearms with a wide range of strikes equipped on the warships, and there were also good tide fighters escorting around the boats, and there were even good hands who had lurked in the mountains before secretly and condescendingly deployed.

Zhang Ci's calculation is perfect, causing her to worry in vain, and almost scoundrels use dangerous means to struggle and find a glimmer of life.

It's just Zhang Ci, what are you going to do? Obviously, she had already used that clumsy method to win her life, why did he use this firearm to deter the bandits in Zhuxi Mountain. Showing the firearms in such a low-key manner, doesn't this force Zhao Kuangyin to deal with the Zhang family and deal with him?

Chen Qiuniang really couldn't understand what Zhang Ci was doing.

Jiang Hang finally stopped the flag, put the apricot yellow flag into his wide sleeve, and said loudly: "If we want to set foot on Zhuxi Mountain, it is easy, but now, we just want to welcome back my wife." I hope you have made up your mind, and my son-in-law is waiting for good news at the dock. ”

Everyone was silent, but they looked at the charred black smoke of the island in the distance in the mountain wind, and felt like a dream.

"It's still the old saying, if my wife has three long and two short, my son will raze the danger in your mouth to the ground. Let Zhuxi Lake dry up directly. Okay, my son has a bad temper, you go back and discuss, tomorrow morning, send my wife back, and my son is waiting at the dock. Zhang Ci looked lazy, but the words he said were ruthless word by word.

None of the people on the ship dared to answer loudly, but only whispered. Qing Shi didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Ci. Lu Chen said with a smile on the mountain: "Don't play tricks." My second son-in-law doesn't like to use force. Otherwise, he would now take my wife away, which is a bit troublesome, but it is not impossible. He loves you all this time, why don't you go back quickly and discuss with your master? ”

When the people heard this, they felt very reasonable, and immediately called for someone to sail.

Lu Chen chattered on the cliff again, and said: "You have to treat my wife well, she is a treasure in the palm of my son-in-law's hand, if she has anything, my son-in-law has a bad temper." ”

Everyone ignored it and was already preparing to sail back to the cottage. And someone next to him was treating the woman who was injured by Chen Qiuniang. At this moment, on this ship, only Qing Shi and Chen Qiuniang did not act.

Chen Qiuniang was holding a waist knife, puzzled by Zhang Ci's actions. Qing Shi, on the other hand, has been silent, as if he has fallen into some deep thought.

Zhang Ci finally waved his hand and motioned to the boatman to start the boat. So the canopy turned around and staggered to the dock.

This negotiation, which I thought would have a result, ended inexplicably.

"Miss Chen, it's windy at the bow of the ship, you can go into the cabin." Someone took the initiative to show favor and remind Chen Qiuniang.

Chen Qiuniang smiled politely at the visitor, nodded and said yes. But in the middle of this conversation, someone shouted: "The three masters can't be used." ”

Chen Qiuniang couldn't help but turn around, but she had already seen a sharp arrow piercing the radius of Qing Shi's right hand, and the arrow he shot at Zhang Ci deviated from the direction due to weakness and fell into the lake.

"Zhuxi Mountain is the third master, although he doesn't know kung fu, but he has practiced a hundred steps through Yang. This son is also clear. Lu Chen said coldly.

"Three masters, why are you doing this? I think Zhang Ergongzi's sincerity is very sufficient. The young man next to him also whispered.

Qing Shi was silent, gritted his teeth and pinched his bones, endured severe pain, but did not say a word. Lu Chen said to Chen Qiuniang: "Qiuniang, be careful, these three masters somehow seem to hate the second son." ”

Chen Qiuniang looked at Qing Shi, frowned, clenched her teeth, and her eyes were desperate and sad. She didn't see that Qing Shi had hatred for Zhang Ci. Originally, Qing Shi targeted Zhang Ci at the beginning, she thought that Qing Shi had something to do with Zhang Ci, or had a deep hatred. She had a look on her face, but she didn't see any hatred. There was always a sadness in Qingshi's face, and there was a kind of persistence that had to be given to death.

Therefore, at that time, she wanted Zhang Ci to either collude with others or be coerced. But no matter what the reason, he wanted to deal with Zhang Ci who came to save her, and she didn't allow it.

She is not a good person, but others are good to her, and she always wants to be very good to others. Although Zhang Ci said before that she had some conspiracy and something that disgusted her, the people mobilized the crowd to save her. What can be a little bit of shortcomings and festivals?

"Don't worry about my cousin, I'll take care of myself." Chen Qiuniang replied.

Lu Chen, who was on the cliff, threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the soldier next to him, and said with a smile: "I wasn't worried about you originally, and I advocated that I choose a few people to protect you secretly, but some people are afraid of accidents and are in a hurry." ”

Lu Chen's words were all ** later. Chen Qiuniang pretended not to hear, so she asked crisply: "Are you talking about the second son?" ”

"Hahaha, Qiu Niang, don't pretend." Lu Chen laughed at her, but before Chen Qiuniang could speak, he said aloud very strictly, "When you go back, you must tell you to be in charge, this sentry in Zhuxi Mountain, if I Lu Chen wants to change, it will be a little beacon fire." ”

Everyone originally had some exchanges, but after hearing Lu Chen's words, everyone's bodies stiffened and suddenly fell silent. Chen Qiuniang was also speechless, Lu Chen's words were so crazy that he had to fight with the power of the firearm. In other words, he said to the people in charge very frantically: Don't struggle, dismantle your Zhuxi Mountain in minutes.

"Why don't you go back soon, but when?" Lu Chen shouted unhappily again.

These people woke up like a dream and drove the boat, hoisting the sails with all their might, and filling the rudder with all their might. Someone was bandaging Qingshi, who leaned against the side of the boat, and did not speak, his eyes were full of sadness and despair, and he let the bandaged man come and go, as if the wound was not his.

Chen Qiuniang tried to talk to him several times, wanting to know some possible clues, but Qing Shi never said a word, and only let everyone take him back to the cottage.

This is how the peace talks came to an absurd end. Chen Qiuniang returned to Zhuxi Mountain again, but when she returned to Zhuxi Cottage, her treatment was no different from before, but the people around her were more respectful to her than before.

As soon as the black-faced man returned to the cottage, he went to tell the master. Chen Qiuniang still sat by the window and munched on pumpkin seeds, watching the drunken dusk of the sunset over the distant mountains and resting lazily.

In the Qing Dynasty, it was originally placed in a pavilion in the center of the courtyard. After a while, the big boss hurriedly came, and with a solemn expression, he ordered someone to take Qing Shi away. Chen Qiuniang felt that the time was ripe, so she said to the fat aunt behind her: "Fat aunt, I want to ask you to help me pass the word to the big boss, I want to see him." ”RS