The knife was made, but I always thought it was weird, the handle must have to be made of wood, I went outside to find a small tree of the right thickness, cut it, cut off the bark, inserted it into the hole at the bottom of the knife (directly from the machine tool), fixed it with a nail, wrapped a loop of climbing rope, and tightened it.

I carried the knife, stepped on the scale I found from the supermarket warehouse, put the knife down, remeasured my weight, and measured it by addition and subtraction: three and a half catties.

Qian Dazhuang picked up the knife and swiped it a few times with one hand: "Isn't it too light?" ”

“…… I don't know, let's try it. "I said, it's useless to cut a fixed target, you have to simulate the attack of a second-order zombie, I was seven or eight meters away from Qian Dazhuang, and threw a cantaloupe in his direction, Qian Dazhuang saw the melon, danced the long knife, and slashed over.

It's quite accurate, and it hit the cantaloupe, but it didn't cut it in half, and the cantaloupe got stuck on the blade!

Qian Dazhuang shook off the cantaloupe, frowned, and said, "I didn't get it right, come again!" ”

I threw him a big watermelon, this time it was finally split in half, but it still looked a little reluctant, and I put the cans of beer that my cousin had brought with us as a treat and placed five side by side on the machine tool, and let Qian Dazhuang split it horizontally, and Qian Dazhuang did his best to cut only 1.5 cans.

"Not powerful enough." I shook my head, it took so much effort to chop cans, let alone zombies.

"Is it the wrong way I'm doing it?" Qian Dazhuang was puzzled.

I shook my head: "It should be the wrong direction of design, we should not deliberately pursue lightweight, the impact force is proportional to the mass and speed, the aluminum alloy is too light, resulting in insufficient power, or we should use steel plates." ”

With the previous experience, it was easier to make the cutter head with steel plate this time, and it was made in 20 minutes, and the handle was reloaded, weighed, and six catties.

Although it only increased the weight by 2.6 catties, the power was amplified by as much as double - Qian Dazhuang directly cut off 3.5 cans with a horizontal split.

"This time, let's go, go back to the zombies to practice!" I excitedly said.

I stood on the wall, waved the flag to my cousin, asked her to come over, attracted the zombies, Qian Dazhuang and I ran to the roller coaster racecourse, each rode a horse, he was in front, I was behind, I was mainly accompanied by L, in case the long knife did not work, Qian Dazhuang was under siege, I had to use L to help him get out of trouble.

Qian Dazhuang holds the reins in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand, if he wears a green hat, it is estimated that he will be very old-fashioned.

Originally, I planned to cut a few ordinary zombies first, and then use the second-order zombie sacrifice knife, but I didn't expect that we bypassed the castle and met a second-order zombie, it was the white-collar zombie who stood under the castle last night and was drenched in gasoline by me.

"Don't ride and chop, stand still and chop!" I raised L to aim at the zombies, and at the same time instructed Qian Dazhuang, although the horse will increase the power of riding and chopping, but it will cause instability, easy to cut off, we are all beginners, we can't eat a bite to become a fat man.

Qian Dazhuang glanced back at me, nodded, stopped the horse and stood still, and waited for the white-collar zombie to make a flying action, Qian Dazhuang raised the knife and slashed at the shoulder blade of the zombie (from the front, you can't cut it horizontally like a can, in case you can't cut it, the zombie will pounce, for the sake of safety, you must cut the zombie's neck and collarbone head-on, even if you can't cut it, you can use the knife head to stop the zombie from pounceing on yourself).

No matter how strong the zombie is, it must also abide by the laws of physics, this white-collar zombie is a little thin, weighing about 120 pounds, and the strength of Qian Dazhuang's arms is amazing, and he slashed it with a knife, just like swatting flies with a fly swatter, and directly cut the white-collar zombie from the air to the ground in front of the horse.

However, the knife did not split the white-collar zombie in half as imagined, but embedded it into the zombie's ribs, and it would not die if it was cut there, the white-collar zombie got up, holding the knife head with both claws and wanted to pull it out, Qian Dazhuang held it down, and did not let it pull it out, while the two of them were deadlocked, I stepped forward and pulled the trigger on the forehead of the white-collar zombie.

The white-collar zombie's eyes rolled and died, Qian Dazhuang stepped forward and stepped on the zombie's shoulder with his foot, and then pulled out the knife laboriously.

"Why are you stuck in it?" I asked.

"It felt like the knife wasn't sharp enough, and it was too thick and wide, and after cutting into it, there was a feeling of being caught in the bones and flesh." Qian Dazhuang's description was accurate and appropriate, I could understand that feeling, but I still wanted to try it myself, so I exchanged five weapons with Qian Dazhuang, and he covered me and walked towards another ordinary zombie.

At this moment, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still very strong, and the vitality of ordinary zombies was insufficient, but they rushed towards me under the instinctive trend, I swung my knife and slashed, just like Qian Dazhuang, the knife head was stuck under its collarbone, unable to split the zombie, and after cutting in, it was difficult to pull out the knife head.

Qian Dazhuang killed the zombie, I reluctantly pulled out the head of the knife, and tried to use the crescent shovel in front of me to "poke" the throat of the zombie, it turns out that we took it for granted last night, this attack method is useless at all, because we are riding a horse, in a high place, the zombie is in a low place, from the angle on the horse's back, to "poke" diagonally downward, I can't poke the zombie's throat at all, I can only poke its chin, a shovel down, the wound is terrifying, a bit like the kind of injury on Su Lingge's mouth, but it can't poke off the zombie's head.

I sighed and let go of the handle directly, don't do it, this thing, flashy, useless, it's not as good as Dongdong's baseball bat!

"Don't!" Qian Dazhuang was more rational than me, used a shuttle of paper eggs to repel the zombies, and snatched the long knife back.

When the two of them returned to the castle, I couldn't figure it out, obviously they had already combined the various advantages of the ancient five weapons, why was the power so small, was it because our physical strength was not as good as that of the ancient soldiers? I don't dare to say it myself, but Qian Dazhuang's physical fitness is at the level of a strong man in Guda! And just now, whether it was him or me, the effect was almost the same, indicating that it was not a problem of the user's strength, but a problem with the five instruments.

"Uncle and Dad, what are you studying?" Qian Duoduo came out of the restaurant, sleepy-eyed, she was trapped in Tongyuan Mansion before, physically and mentally tortured, and she had not rested much, after being rescued by her father yesterday, she was relieved and slept until now.

"What about studying the five weapons for fighting zombies, how hungry are you or not? Dad cooks a bowl of noodles for you to eat? When Qian Dazhuang saw his daughter, he immediately changed from a murderous zombie hunter back to a warm man, and he spoke softly - the power went out, but we still had gas to cook noodles.

"I'm not hungry, I ate a piece of chocolate just now," Qian Duoduo licked his lips and picked up the "drawing" in front of me, "Mo Dao?" Haha, Modao is not like this! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, do you know what Modao looks like?" Qian Dazhuang frowned.

"I know! The history teacher who tutored me was an ancient military fan......" Qian Duoduo said half a sentence, his expression suddenly darkened, put down the drawings, and turned to leave.

"What's wrong with her?" Qian Dazhuang asked me in confusion.

I had already guessed what was going on, but I couldn't let Qian Dazhuang see it, so he laughed and said, "Your daughter, you ask me!" It's okay, kid, it's cloudy, maybe I'm sleepy again! ”

Qian Dazhuang nodded, I poured him a bunch of beer, and by going to the toilet, I returned to the restaurant and asked Dongdong, who was preparing dinner: "What about Duoduo?" ”

"I'm in private room No. 2."

I came to the door of private room No. 2 and knocked lightly, but there was no response.

"It's me, Uncle Sharon."

“…… Oh, come in. ”

I pushed the door in, there was no light in the private room, it was very dark, and I could vaguely see Qian Duoduo sitting in the deepest corner of the sofa, hugging his knees, burying his head in his thighs, motionless.

I walked to Duoduo's side, put my arm around her shoulder, and was about to comfort her, when Qian Duoduo suddenly lay on my lap and cried promally. Because it was hot, I wore a pair of beach pants.

Fortunately, Qian Dazhuang didn't come in, only Su Lingge heard the crying, came in and shook it with a flashlight, I waved my hand, signaling that it was okay, and Ling Ge went out.

After crying for a while, Qian Duoduo's body finally stopped trembling, I took advantage of the situation to help her up and touched her cheek: "Don't cry, it's all over!" Now that you're alive and your dad is alive, that's better than anything else! Right? ”

Qian Duoduo nodded, sobbed and said, "Thank you uncle for lending me a thigh, I cried, I felt much better, crying wet your pants, I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." I comforted her a few words and slowly steered the conversation back to the right point.

"You're talking about the history tutor, that's the bastard, right?" I asked tentatively, nodding my head.

"He told you about Modao?"

"Well, I did." Qian Duoduo's mood stabilized and began to tell me.

That night, after the outbreak of the zombie virus, Tongyuan Building was besieged by zombies, Li Lei was still very responsible and righteous at that time, he took the male classmates in the cram school to fight a bloody way, protected the female classmates and rushed to the upper floor of the building, blocked the corridor, and began to wait for help.

It's nothing to do, Mr. Li Lei continued to give them history lessons, saying that zombies have existed since ancient times, and when the five were chaotic, the Qiang people had a zombie army, they liked to eat people, and their combat effectiveness was extremely strong (this is what Li Lei said, I don't know much about history and can't distinguish between truth and falsehood), the Khan people can't beat the zombie army of the Qiang people at all, because those monsters can't be cut to death, poke can't be smashed, only the head is a weakness, and the Qiang people have equipped the zombie soldiers with helmets with neck guards, covering up the only weakness.

Because of this, the zombie army of the Qian tribe is invincible, almost killed the Khan, until a Khan named Ran Min appeared, he borrowed a long knife from another minority of the famous clan "Shen Ya", the Shen Yan is a minority of the Northeast Clan, and the Jurchen people, Manchu have a heritage relationship, the Shen people have lived in the white mountains and black water for a long time, often encounter Siberian tigers, black bears and other large carnivores, in order to protect themselves, they invented a long knife, can cut off the waist of the tiger and bear, called "Shen knife".

It is with this kind of "sword" produced in the northeast, Ran Min defeated the zombie army and avoided the Khan clan being wiped out, but this person himself is not bad, historians have a lot of complaints about it, and was later killed, but his "sword" has been handed down, and has evolved into a homophonic "Mo knife" with false rumors, which also has the reason why the Khan people are unwilling to use the name of a few famous clans in the north, after all, at that time, the famous clans in the north and south killed each other and hated each other.

"Until the Tang Dynasty, the powerful five weapons of the Mo knife were controlled by the government, and there was no need for private collection, and it was not allowed to be buried, so later, it gradually disappeared." Qian Duoduo finished speaking.

"Then did Li Lei draw you the appearance of a Mo knife?" I hurriedly asked.

Qian Duoduo nodded: "He drew it for us on the blackboard, and also used a mop to show us the Mo knife technique, saying that the Mo knife is a sharp weapon to kill zombies, but unfortunately we are trapped in the building, it would be good if we could build a few Mo knives, even if there are a lot of zombies, it is not difficult to deal with." ”

"Great! Do you remember what Modao looked like? I excited.

Qian Duoduo nodded, followed me out of the private room, returned to the balcony, I handed her the pen and paper, looked at her slender jade hands, and my heart was full of anticipation...... I really didn't expect that Li Lei's bastard is so knowledgeable, if Modao is really so powerful, perhaps, he will do us a great favor!