"Come, come, wind!"

On the barren mountain, in the heavy rain, Shen Qiu reluctantly set up a tent outside the carriage.

In the tent, Ai Dacha was carrying a key-like thing, hooked his finger at Shen Qiu, and then stuck the key with the thickness of the man's arm in the groove on Xiuhe's back.

Shen Qiu stepped forward and grasped the key-like clockwork.

He observed Xiuhe's state at this time.

His eyes were no longer the dark they were before, and there was a little light.

But it's very chaotic, it's still lifeless, this is a manifestation of the usurper Gu's activation of the brain marrow.

According to Ai Dacha, this Gu worm has a trace of wisdom, and raising it with true temperature for a long time is like breeding, which will make it close to the owner, just like domesticating a hunting dog.

As long as the time is long enough and the cultivation method is successful, the usurper Gu can be made to obey various orders, so as to control Xiuhe's body and make various reactions.

But this kind of Gu worm is also graded, and the one that Ai Dacha gave to Xiuhe is quite low in wisdom, and he can only react to simple commands.

If you fight, you still have to rely on the memory instinct that remains in the brain of this body.

Therefore, when choosing materials, you can't choose bones that have been dead for a long time and have lost their brain and marrow.

That kind of corpse can only be made into a pure mechanism puppet, that is, the brainless and marionette-like combat machine of the Heavenly Machine Guard, but it is not afraid of death and is extremely powerful.

"Click"

Shen Qiu moved the clockwork behind Xiuhe, and there was some resistance.

But Ai Daqiao installed a limiter without a teacher, so that the winding spring that had been tightened would not roll back.

Shen Qiu turned more than 20 times in a row, and it was not until he couldn't turn at all that he finished accumulating his strength.

The 22 internal springs are made into a mechanical system that is connected to each other, and all the springs can be charged with strength after the last spring.

"True Qi has already been activated in her body."

Ai Dacha leaned on the carriage, checking the operation of Xiuhe's internal organs and true qi, and said:

"Start re-nourishing the meridians and bloodlines, so that as long as the torso is not completely destroyed, as long as the true qi is regularly delivered, she can move freely."

"Smack"

Ai Dacha snapped his fingers, this was also a movement he learned from Shen Qiu.

Qingyang Demon Lord felt that this action was very chic, and he liked it very much.

And this snapping of his fingers carried a true qi turn, and the usurper Gu seemed to smell the smell of Ai Dacha's true qi, it became active, and Xiuhe raised his head stiffly.

That action is almost no different from that of ordinary people.

"Punch!"

Ai Dacha said a word to the organist, who waited for nearly a dozen seconds before clenching his fingers and punching Ai Dacha violently.

The clockwork on the arm burst out at the moment, bringing a strong force, and the spring attached to the wrist made the power of this punch still have an impact effect.

"Smack"

Ai Dacha stretched out his wide hand and easily caught the punch.

He turned his head to Shen Qiu and said:

"Yes, the spring effect is good, this girl's muscles and bones are still flexible and powerful, and her strength is three points stronger, which is already comparable to the physical strength of a second-rate master.

If you fight with all your might, this body of steel and iron bones, coupled with the hidden weapon blade designed by Lao Tzu, can barely kill a second-rate master. ”

"What if you fight with True Qi?"

Shen Qiu grabbed a night coat and put on clothes for Xiuhe, who was stiff in place, while asking:

"What if someone keeps providing her with true qi?"

"That's pretty good."

The Demon Lord smiled, rubbing his chin and said:

"A fearless man who never gets tired, has a light step, is powerful, hides deep in the organs, and is good at assassination, can slaughter a village with a stick of incense.

If you use poison again, it won't be a problem to break down a city. It's just that the clockwork is accumulating, and if you fight with all your might, you will be exhausted in the time of a stick of incense. ”

Not satisfied, he said:

"We have to find a way to make more powerful springs and clocksprings, there must be good materials in Mocheng, but it's a pity that the old thing is there...

Well, let's talk about it slowly. ”

The Demon Lord has done a good job as a mechanic, but it seems that he immediately lost interest in her.

He waved his hand and said to Shen Qiu:

"From today on, it is up to you to feed her true qi until you send her to Shen Lan."

"Huh?"

Shen Qiu, who was dressing Xiuhe, raised his head suddenly, and he said to Ai Dacha:

"Didn't you say that this thing would remember the 'taste' of true qi? If I feed it, it will also regard me as its master, but this machine is custom-made by Shen Lan.

Is this appropriate? ”

"What's inappropriate?"

The Demon Lord sneered, he crossed his arms, looked at the heavy rain outside the tent, and said:

Lao Tzu just promised Shen Lan to save Xiuhe for her. But she didn't say that no one else could control her, right?

Lao Tzu is not the biological father of Shen Lan's little girl, why do you care so much? ”

As he spoke, Ai Dacha seemed to think of something else, he turned his head to look at Shen Qiu with his own big eyes, and said:

"You street boy is at the height of his youth's anger, and I can warn you that this person just looks like a woman.

But she's covered in hidden toxins, so don't use her for dirty things!

lest that work be ruined, but come to Lao Tzu to complain!

No matter how good Lao Tzu's tricks are, he can't pretend to be an iron job for you! Did you hear that? ”

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While Shen Qiu was busy researching Xiuhe, Xiao Tie was also doing his own thing.

He will be near Weifang.

Walking with a caravan, he was a temporary hired guard.

This young man, who was born with divine powers, lived a life of sleeping in the open in the land of Qilu for more than a month, which made his originally immature face even older.

Her hair was messily draped over her shoulders.

It looks like a ranger walking in the land of Qilu, but those big eyes are a little dim.

Xiao Tie is a kind-hearted and honest person.

Without the guys talking, he rolled up his sleeves and was helping the guys load the goods or help them do what he could.

He's the kind of person who can't be idle.

And this time Qilu is looking for relatives, more than a month has passed, and seeing that the return journey is imminent, there is no news at all.

Xiao Tie didn't want to let himself be idle, lest he be cranky.

From the beginning of his arrival in Qilu, Xiao Tie searched back and forth between the two cities of Weifang and Linyi.

His master picked him up on this land back then, and if he wants to find his relatives, he naturally has to start here.

But at this time, it has been 14 years since Xiao Tie was rescued.

Moreover, the land of Qilu is the front line of the war and friction between the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and it has not been stable since the establishment of the Southern Dynasties.

Everywhere there are ruined villages, abandoned fertile fields.

Wild grass is overgrown on both sides of the road, Xiao Tie has not known how many times he has seen dead corpses on the side of the road, let wild dogs gnaw on them, and every dozen miles, he can see a pile of mass graves.

Even when encountering large villages, most of them have built earthen walls, and there are armed farmers with knives and guns, and they look vigilantly at anyone who approaches.

It's really better here than the land of Taihang.

But there is a limit to what is really good.

It is an exaggeration to say that this Qilu land is a ghost in the world, but it already has an internal taste.

In such a chaotic situation, how easy is it for Xiaotie to find his relatives?

If you think about it at worst, they are probably no longer in the world.

"It's been almost two months..."

Xiao Tie sat at the back of the caravan's large mule cart, with a huge blade wrapped in rags at his hand, like a door panel.

He grabbed a yellow nest head in his left hand and ate it bite by bite, but he didn't have any appetite at all.

In his right hand, he held an antique little jade pendant, which was made into a delicate little lock, which should be used for babies.

This must be Xiao Tie's favorite thing, playing with it all year round, so that the jade pendant has a thick pulp.

It's just that behind the jade pendant, there are two vermilion ones, written in Li.

"Yunshu"

This is the only ornament Xiao Tie had on his body when he was picked up by his master.

But the young man who folded the iron never knew whether these two words were his real names, or did they have other meanings?

"Are you alive or dead? Where are you? ”

Xiao Tie bit the head of the astringent nest and said in a voice that only he could hear:

"In this life, will we really see each other?"

"Fold the young man!"

Just when Ori Tie was sad, the fellows of the caravan came to him and told him:

"Our host said, it's getting late, just spend the night outside the small village in front, will you continue to walk with us tomorrow? Or do you want to leave?

If I stay, I'll let the guy cook an extra meal. ”

"Stay, I'll stay."

Xiao Tie showed a silly smile to the fellow, and he said:

"I've been out long enough, my family must be worried, so I'll go to Jinan Mansion with your caravan this time, and take a boat home from there."

"That's a good idea!"

The guy was also delighted.

Although Xiao Tie has a large amount of rice, it is necessary to eat the size of three people in one meal.

But this iron young man's martial arts are very extraordinary, if he hadn't met him a few days ago, his small caravan would have been buried in the mouth of a wild dog.

What's even more rare is that this Iron Young Man is not as good as other Jianghu guests, with eyes on the top of his head.

He was good-tempered and diligent, escorted the caravan, and didn't need any money, just food.

This makes everyone from the caravan shopkeeper to the guys below like Xiao Tie a lot.

As the sun set, the small caravan begging for a living in the land of Qilu was outside a village.

After lighting a fire and unloading the goods, the gang bought some vegetables and nests in the village, cut some of the dried meat, and cooked a pot of soup.

What does it taste?

It's definitely not as delicious as the food made by Brother Shen Qiu.

But Xiao Tie doesn't pick it, it's time for him to grow his body, this soup and water don't look good, but the taste is okay, which makes him have a good appetite.

"Alas, it's getting harder and harder."

The shopkeeper of the caravan, also sitting beside Xiao Tie, around the fire, lamented as he ate:

"The Northern Dynasty has just retreated, and the Southern Dynasty has caught up again.

In the past few days, there has been a lot of noise at the foot of the Qinglong Mountain, saying that in addition to the green forest heroes of right and wrong, the trade routes over there are completely cut off. ”

"Shopkeeper, how did I hear that the people here don't actually hate right and wrong?"

Xiao Tie drank the soup in his hand, wiped his mouth happily, and skewered the stiff nest with a stick, and roasted it on the fire, and he asked the shopkeeper:

"Do you like this to be a bandit?"

"Hey, Iron Boy, look at what you're saying."

The shopkeeper smiled and said to the iron:

"Who in this world likes a bandit?

No matter how kind they are, they are thieves who rob their homes, aren't they?

It's just that this is a non-village, although it is a thief, but it is better than the soldiers and thieves of the Northern and Southern Dynasties who raided Qilu all the year round. You pay for your life, and they shelter you one or two.

I don't care about these ordinary people, it's just that those landlords are strong and strong, and they are afraid that they will come to find trouble. ”

The shopkeeper twisted his beard, lowered his voice and said to Xiao Tie:

"Although it is a non-village, and it also does some outlaws, but in this troubled world, it is really inferior to a bandit.

Tie Shaoxia, I heard you say, you are a person from Jiangnan, and if you go back to Jiangnan this time, don't come to Qilu again.

Listen to the old man's advice, this is a place where God robs and collects people, not a child from a good family like you should come. ”

"Hmm."

The young man knew that the shopkeeper was also kind.

And he said no more.

When they had finished eating, they were about to eat and prepare to rest for the night, when they heard a commotion, and then a man came running in a panic and shouted to the crowd:

"Woe to you, woe to you! Bandits are coming towards us! ”

"Huh?"

The shopkeeper was frightened and pulled off two of his beards, but he didn't realize it, Xiao Tie reacted quickly, started to sweep to the carriage, and looked out.

Sure enough, more than a dozen bandits on horseback and waving crooked banners were running towards him.

"Shopkeeper, retreat to the village!"

The young man of the folded iron took two steps forward, and while facing the other big men, he held something by the side of the carriage, and he buckled it to his arm at the sound of chains swaying.

In the sound of the spring clasping, he said without looking back:

"I will not eat your food in vain, so I will scare off the thieves. Don't come out! ”

The shopkeeper saw Xiao Tie rushing forward, but he didn't have time to stop him.

He hurriedly beckoned the others to push the carriage and retreated into the abandoned village behind him, and the men also clenched the single knife and bamboo gun of the protective body, and they were extremely nervous.

When the group of bandits galloping on horseback approached the village, the figure of Xiao Tie carrying a heavy load appeared at the entrance of the village.

When those thieves saw someone coming, although they were intimidated by Xiao Tie's eight-foot-tall figure, they still scolded and forced them up because of the large number of people.

Xiao Tie's eyes were full of helplessness.

If he could, he really didn't want to hurt people's lives, but...

"Bang"

There was a loud bang, and under the stunned gaze of the gang of bandits, the dust on the ground in front of Xiao Tie's eyes was flying, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground, and there was a muffled sound echoing.

In his hand, the tall boy held a weapon that stunned everyone.

A black iron greatsword.

The blade alone is five feet long, and six feet if you count the wide hilt!

And the sword was not only long, but also wide.

I'm afraid it's not as wide as half a foot.

There was no blade, no blade, and no scabbard, like a door panel, which was held by the young man with one hand.

The most peculiar thing is that behind this iron greatsword, behind the hilt, there is a slender chain wrapped around the left wrist of the sword-wielding sword.

The chains were wrapped around and around, and there was a buckle at the tail, which was buckled in the crook of his arm.

"Bang"

The young man of the iron folded the sword against the deck, which was higher than the others, and shouted to the frightened bandit in front of him:

"Stand down! Exit and go! ”

"I don't want to hurt anyone!"

"Don't force me to kill tonight!"