"Go northwest along the negative Wu Mountain and go to Xi County." Qiu Fuzi continued to draw the line, and Zheng Sheng watched the line come directly above Shunyang, that is, in the direction of due north, "When you arrive in Xixian, you will come to Junshui." Flowing down the river along the average water is Shunyang. "Qiu Fuzi connected Xixian and Shunyang.

"It turns out that the upstream of the water is Xixian!" Zheng Sheng understood, of course, he would not forget that not long after setting off from the manor, he saw a vast river flowing into Danshui, and the two rivers flowed together, and finally flowed into Hanshui.

"However, if you go this way, it seems to be farther away!" Zheng Sheng looked at this road and felt a lot like another English letter capitalization, "N".

"It's a little farther away, but it's better than you being blocked in Hanshui, right?" Qiu Fuzi was very unhappy.

"That's just as well." Zheng Sheng nodded.

After discussing the route back to Shunyang with Qiu Fuzi, Zheng Sheng said goodbye and left.

Back in Qingzhuju, Zheng Sheng thought about it, but decided not to tell Zheng Yuan about the note. No one knows whether what was written on the note and what he guessed was true or not. Zheng Sheng didn't want to give the old man the impression that he had falsely accused Zheng Ming. What's more, after telling Zheng Yuan, Zheng Miao can deny it, but he Zheng Sheng must be inseparable from Wancheng.

Moreover, he was not unprepared: change the road, drive lightly, and if he can still be blocked by the homeless, then ...... Count him unlucky.

How did Zheng Meng get in touch with the homeless? Zheng Sheng suddenly thought of this question again. He has been working diligently in the past few years, and when the police arrest people, how can he be a bad social factor?

Zheng Sheng slapped his head and suddenly realized that there was really this possibility, when he was in middle school in his previous life, Zheng Sheng had watched a lot of movies, TV series and novels. There are some episodes in which the police collude with the bad guys, isn't this all a very cheesy cliché?

Then Zheng Sheng remembered again that he had just come to Wancheng and Zheng Yun to go out, and he wanted to go to see a hundred operas. As a result, I knew that all the Liuren who performed the hundred operas had already been banished from Wancheng, Liuren and Zheng Ming, they were probably connected together at that time, right?

So, how many homeless people are there in that group of people who perform a hundred operas? Can they really block the road?

Zheng Sheng felt that the Western Jin Dynasty had just destroyed Wu for six or seven years, the founding Emperor Wu of Jin had not died, the Great Jin Kingdom would not fall so quickly, and the displaced people were still being bullied by the Hu people who moved inward.

Zheng Sheng comforted himself, but he immediately realized that he was really nervous, as a person who "died once", no matter how well Qiu Fuzi planned, no matter what he said about the homeless people as weak chickens, it was a matter of life and death, and his psychology was still telling him that there was a great crisis ahead.

What to do? What to do? Zheng Sheng stood still in front of Qingzhu and thought a lot, Zheng Sheng felt that he still needed a weapon for self-defense. Daggers, swords, and the like were not suitable, and he was too young to use them, and the same was true for bows and arrows, and his arms were not strong enough to pull the bowstring. Well, there are only crossbows.

The kind of crossbow that can be hidden in the sleeve* to catch the enemy off guard and cause damage! The most suitable!

However, at any time, the crossbow is a contraband, maybe the sons of the big family have a small crossbow for self-defense, but the Nanyang Zheng family should not have it.

Hit an attack? He, Daddy Zheng, rushed directly with a machete.

But Zheng Sheng definitely can't. He needs a crossbow, a small *, and a close-range shot that kills wounded and killed*.

Buy, there is nowhere to buy. But the exchange? Zheng Sheng spun around a few times and felt like he could try.

He used to exchange soy milk for soy milk, paper for paper, and oil for oil. What can I exchange for a crossbow?

It's impossible to exchange a crossbow for a crossbow. Do you want to exchange materials? What is a crossbow made of? Zheng Sheng was also confused. Of course, the most important thing is whether you can exchange the balance for a crossbow? Whether the balance could be exchanged for a finished product with materials was something he had never tried before.

Anyway, it needs to be given a try. Zheng Sheng looked at the sky, the sun was already in the west, and it was already in the afternoon, four or five o'clock.

There is no time to investigate what kind of material the crossbow is made of, wood is a must, and bamboo should be needed, after all, it is necessary to shoot the crossbow arrows with elastic force; The arrowhead needs to be made of iron; Should the launcher also be metal, iron or copper? There are also strings, Zheng Sheng had seen bows when he was in the manor before, and the bowstrings seemed to be made of cow tendons and animal tendons, and crossbows were definitely needed.

Zheng Sheng asked Zheng Quan, Wang Jun and others to go out to buy some wood, iron, bamboo and other materials. Zheng Sheng also found a cow tendon and a copper ingot weighing about a kilogram from Zheng's treasury.

When the sun went down, Zheng Sheng loaded everything into the car again. He didn't want to let the winter leaves find out about the disappearance of these things after the exchange was successful.

And the appearance of the crossbow also needs an explanation.

He had a carriage pull with him to Qiu Fuzi's residence. Zheng Sheng threw things all the way, threw the wood outside the wall of the Zheng house, and the bamboo was thrown in an unnoticeable place on the side of the big street, and pulled the car to the Qiu house in Wenyu Lane, Zheng Sheng also threw copper and iron in the unnoticeable grass on the side of the alley, Zheng Sheng muttered while throwing: "I'm not throwing things, I just put them on the side of the road temporarily, they are still mine." ”

Handing over the carriage to Master Qiu, Zheng Sheng took the ball of cow tendon back to Qingzhuju.

The coachman who followed Zheng Sheng all the way witnessed Zheng Sheng's strange behavior, and muttered: "The son of the world is really not an ordinary person." I went back to sleep in a daze.

Back in Qingzhuju, Zheng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, whether it will work or not, it depends on this time!

Dream.

Zheng Sheng looked at the balance in front of him and said to himself: "I have always put the right side first, and then get the left thing. ”

"Today, I want a crossbow. A handful that I can use now, can be strapped to my arm*. After redeeming it, I hope it will appear in my room. Zheng Sheng finally added, he threw the materials everywhere, if the crossbow appeared elsewhere, it would be troublesome.

The sky floated calmly in front of Zheng Sheng.

Isn't it possible? Zheng Sheng gradually became disappointed.

But at this moment, a somewhat rudimentary-looking crossbow really appeared on the left tray of the scales!

"Really?" Zheng Sheng's eyes straightened.

Then a white subtitle appears above the tray on the right.

"Swift Crossbow (with three arrows) exchange

Required: 2 kg of solid wood, 2 kg of bamboo, 50 cm of beef tendon, 500 grams of copper, 500 grams of iron. ”

"Oh my God!" Zheng Sheng was dumbfounded, "Is it so magical?" ”

Zheng Sheng was glad that he was well prepared, he put those cow tendons, wood, bamboo chips, copper and iron on them, and it went well, and the balance did not question whether these things had been lost by Zheng Sheng.

Then, the tray of the balance began to float, and Zheng Sheng looked at the tray on the left, and another crossbow quietly appeared!

"Actually exchanged for two?" It was an unexpected surprise.

After waking up, Zheng Sheng immediately got up, and then he saw two small crossbow machines.

However, it is not small for seven-year-old Zheng Sheng. The crossbow is thirty centimeters long, and the crossbow arm is nearly twenty centimeters long. There is a groove on the main body, which is used to place arrows, and there is a crosshair for aiming at the front end, and there is a copper box at the rear end of the main body, and at the bottom is a trigger, which is used to fire arrows.

It looks pretty good, Zheng Sheng picked up the matching arrow, this arrow is not big, only a dozen centimeters long, the thickness of the little finger, Zheng Sheng took it in his hand and turned it upside down, it is not heavy, but it should be pure iron.

Zheng Sheng gestured, loaded the arrow, slowly pulled it away, and when it was more than half a point, Zheng Sheng felt that he couldn't pull it anymore, and the specific manifestation was that his arm was tight and painful. But Zheng Sheng still had to continue to exert strength, and the crossbow arm was silently bent into thirty or forty degrees, until with a "click-" sound, Zheng Sheng finally pulled it full.

Zheng Sheng put it down gently, and then shook his arm vigorously. Zheng Sheng felt that the balance was pit him, could he use this thing?

He has eaten well and exercised diligently in the past two years, and to put it mildly, Zheng Sheng can also pull a bow if he tries to pull a stone. Of course, it must be dissatisfied, after all, the weight of Jin Yishi is eighty or ninety pounds.

Zheng Sheng estimated that the pulling force of the Swift Crossbow would be almost thirty kilograms. It was a lot of work for him to use this crossbow.

But it still pulled away. Zheng Sheng was ready to test its power.