After a period of excitement, with Zhang Fang's order, dozens of people moved together, cut the corners of the explosives package, hooked the fuse, and connected them to the main fire one by one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After completing this final step, after Zhang Fang, Liu Feng, and Yu Xi checked and confirmed that there was no problem, all the Hu Cong walked briskly and orderly to evacuate the tunnel. In the end, in the dark tunnel, there was only one person left - Liu Feng.

Liu Feng is the one who carried out the ignition detonation. He had to wait patiently here until his master and his brothers had all retreated to the intended location, and then fire three flags and fires, which would explode at the sight of the news.

Liu Feng did not sit in the dark, he was carefully appreciating the brainchild of the past few months.

In his hand he held a sac as thin as a cicada's wing, which contained five night pearls the size of pigeon's eggs, and the light source he had borrowed for examination came from the night pearls given by his owner.

Although the tunnel was damp and it rained for another day, gunpowder was gunpowder after all, and it was possible to avoid torches as much as possible. The light source of the Night Pearl is not strong, equivalent to the luminosity of a bag of fireflies. However, since Che Yin can read a book, it is enough to use it for lighting and appreciation.

3,000 catties of explosives, a total of 30 packs, each pack of 100 catties. All explosives packets are wrapped and sealed with layers of thick cloth and covered with three layers of oiled paper to repel waterproof. Thirty bales are formed in the shape of a pyramid, and at the bottom are also covered with wooden planks to separate the wet mud, and sprinkled with lime to absorb the moisture.

In each corner of the explosive wrapper, a long fuse is extended to connect with the main flame. This main flame is a tube of refined fire wires the thickness of a thumb, and its biggest feature is one word - long.

Because from this storeroom to the tunnel exit, it is a full 200 steps. According to calculations, it is necessary to have at least ten zhang long fire rope to ensure that the person who ignites the fire can safely escape from the tunnel and run dozens of steps away from the safe distance.

Since there is no detailed information about the tunnels before departing from Chang'an, it is not possible to prefabricate the main fire. Therefore, Zhang Fang specially sent the two craftsmen with the best twisting skills in the gunpowder team to accompany the guards and infiltrate Yelang together. After getting the detailed data, in the courtyard of Juji, the main fire is twisted on the spot to ensure the quality and achieve the best effect.

This ten-zhang long main fire cable is evenly dispensed, twisted finely, burned at a uniform speed (personal test), wrapped in oil paper to prevent moisture, and placed in a protective cylinder with more than ten extra-long bamboos set together, the purpose of which is to isolate the main fire cable in the bamboo tube from the wet ground. In this way, the burning of the main flame will always be carried out in the bamboo tube, dry and safe.

Thirty fuses, like vines, are wound around the thick main fire cable, and the bamboo tube that holds the main fire cable is connected one by one, stretching all the way. The surface of the bamboo tube was either stained with wet mud or soaked with water seeping from the soil wall, and the main fire that sealed it was unharmed.

Liu Feng walked towards the tunnel entrance step by step, he took every step very evenly, as if he was measuring the bamboo tube (main fire cable), and muttered in his mouth: "Half a pillar of incense, half a pillar of incense, ......"

The half-pillar incense is the approximate burning time given by the old craftsman, that is, from the moment of ignition until the explosion, about half a pillar of incense, Liu Feng must firmly remember this time.

When he walked step by step to the main fire port, he slowly turned around, facing the direction of the three-thousand-pound explosive bag that was black and completely unclear, his arms were spread out, and his mouth made an onomatopoeic sound: "Bang!" ”

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At this time, he was completely unaware that he was sitting on the powder keg and the lord of Zhuyi, and he was falling into the frenzy of the manifestation of the Bamboo King.

Wumi, Luoju, Scolding, and Jinzhu are the four dynasties experienced by the Yelang people. Yelang is a civilization independent of the Central Plains, and it is rumored to have a history of thousands of years, so it is also impossible to get rid of the law of changing dynasties. From the earliest Wumi Yelang to the current Kanetake Yoro, it runs through the entire history of Yoro.

In the Yelang mantra singing ceremony of the past dynasties, there have been many strange things about the return of the bamboo king. And one of the symbols of the return of the bamboo king is this opening sentence: "Wu Mi Xingxing, Luo Ju Yang, scolding and steaming, golden bamboo soup soup." ”

There is nothing literary about this opening sentence, pure slang. This is natural, because all the audiences, the rulers of Zhuyi, are all illiterate slang. Simplicity is best.

On the stage, the original convulsive Weng finger (in the eyes of Zhuyi, this is possessed by the bamboo god) suddenly stopped, his arms stretched out, and his palms pushed outward violently - that action, like a super palm power from a master of extreme internal force.

When everyone was puzzled, the seven big tripods suddenly slammed to the ground, the flames jumped to the old high, and at the same time, seven puffs of smoke erupted, and in an instant, the entire high platform was made in a fog, and the figure was blurred.

The chiefs in the audience were amazed, but the real vision was to come. But seeing that the thick smoke was constantly pouring and converging, slowly, a vague figure was condensed......

I don't know who was the first to discover the vision, and shouted: "Bamboo God! It's the god of bamboo! The Bamboo God has appeared! ”

Every two, the second, faster than the contagion, everyone saw the smoke billowing above the high platform condense into a huge face. This face has two eye sockets, a nose, broad lips, and a high forehead, and even the outline can be seen...... As the smoke surges, the contours of the face are sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, the facial features are like when they are clear, and the facial features seem to escape at any time when they are blurred. The strange sense of movement gives people a strong visual impact, and the feeling is like seeing the clouds in the sky from time to time, transforming into various figurative figures.

"It's ...... Bamboo God! ”

"The Bamboo God Manifests!"

At this moment, everyone was prostrate on the ground, sincerely afraid; At this moment, no one cared whether this face was the bamboo god they worshiped every day - how could such a huge and majestic face not be a god?

Indeed, at this moment, even if that face is like the two fools at the mouth of the pole village, it is also a god!

That's how the myth came about.

Wu Xie also temporarily forgot about the Han envoy's escape, stared at the huge face in amazement, and remembered what Weng Zhi said to him last night, "The bamboo god will definitely come." For a moment, I didn't know if this vision was a means of Weng Zhi, or if it was really a miracle...... Whatever it is, the current scene is what he wants most.

"The Bamboo God is coming! Tianxing Yelang! ”

He had come to his senses and knew what he should do, and his voice was extremely loud, his arms were raised high, and his five bodies were thrown to the ground.

"The Bamboo God is coming! Tianxing Yelang! ”

The witches on the stage also took the same posture, raising their arms high and throwing their bodies to the ground.

"The Bamboo God is coming! Tianxing Yelang! ”

With the echo of the twenty-two euphemists who were of the same heart as Yelang, the rest of the originally wavering, neutral, and even dissatisfied people were also in this fanatical atmosphere, under the miracle of shocking hearts, they bowed to the ground in fear, and could not afford to oppose the slightest thought.

No one could see through the smoke the expression of the finger behind the mask, the smile was so eerie and triumphant.