Two days later, I was carrying a big burden and was ready to return, I had already gotten enough molds, I planned to go back day and night, and now I was too hungry to stand it, but fortunately this was the Forest of Desire, and I got a lot of food on the lake, but I didn't dare to eat too much.

I floated up slowly, and then began to fly quickly, my heart was full of hope, fortunately, this guy with a spirit snake has a better brain, and he simply said what I need to do next.

As long as I have a mold of all the parts of the gun, I can inject the evil gas into the mold to make the parts, and finally assemble these parts one by one, and then make bullets, and then I can complete the manufacture of the air gun.

Inside, full of joy, I just want to go back quickly, and then start my next practice, as long as I can successfully make the air gun, and then I can use it, and those stone statues are good targets, I can use them to practice.

According to the ghost of desire, those stone statues are the carriers of desire, the same as I thought before, and the cycle of mutual transformation between desire and carrier can support the operation of this forest of desire.

As for the previous one, the prison Chongyuan made by the desire ghost was made by using a lot of desire power, so the stone statues of those carriers would disappear by millions.

I don't know how long I've been flying, I can only rely on my desire to make something to eat, but this thing, I can't eat more, if I eat too much, I will become a stone statue, only a small amount, I don't want to be on those stone tables at all, as long as I control my desire, I can eat whatever I want.

On the 21st day, I returned to the Forest of Desire, and as soon as I entered, I heard the sound of fierce mahjong and all kinds of laughter, and they still set up two tables and played, and I walked over.

"I'm back."

I shouted with joy, but no one paid any attention to me, they all looked like they were poisoned, and they were basically staring at the mahjong tiles in their hands and the cards on the table they played, and their expressions were completely like battles.

Thinking about it carefully, since the day mahjong was invented, how many people have embarked on the point of no return because of this thing, I sighed, and then smiled.

"Enough is enough, you guys, I'm going to keep practicing."

With that, I picked up the Bing app that was placed aside, walked to the edge of the forest, took out the big baggage, and then with a bang, I took out the molds of all kinds of firearms, and all the molds were tied with ropes, so that I could not distinguish the mistakes.

I took out a whole set of molds for my revolver, placed them farther away, and began to practice.

When it first started condensing, I realized that it was far more difficult than I had imagined.

It was much more difficult than I thought it would be to control the aura to the extreme, and I started to build a roulette wheel, but the shape was still a little crooked.

Then I disconnected the demon chain connected to the wheel, and then tossed aside the discarded evil artifact, and it began to slowly disappear.

As a result, all day, when it was time to eat, I still couldn't make it, looking all over the ground, crooked, or smooth on the outside, but the six small holes in the roulette wheel on which the bullet was loaded were uneven, so that the bullet could not fit in.

"Looks like we're going to have to hone in again."

I sighed, intending to have a good meal tonight, and then I went to the table and began to eat.

I made a lot of good dishes, including chicken, fish, beef, mutton, and pork, as well as some side dishes, and a pot of wine, I came according to the taste of morning dew wine that I had eaten before, but it was still very different from the real morning dew wine, but it also tasted good.

After I ate and drank enough, I was a little drunk, and if I thought about it, I would better rest tonight, and from tomorrow onwards, I would continue to practice hard.

The six of them were still fighting tirelessly next to the mahjong table, and I walked over to take a look.

"Ah, Qingyuan, when did you come back?"

Zhu Tang asked, he was sorting out the mahjong tiles, I looked at him angrily, and then the other guys, as if I didn't exist.

I didn't bother to pay attention to these gamblers, went back to bed, lay down directly, took out my mobile phone, and began to continue to look at the hologram of the firearm, and at this time, the Bing APP began to show me the process of gun manufacturing.

For more than ten days, I tried to make parts for the air gun during the day and looked at the knowledge of firearms at night, but more than ten days passed, and the only thing that satisfied me was the barrel and the trigger.

It's been almost a year and a half since this continues, and I'm getting more and more worried about the situation outside.

I started to make it day and night, over and over again, making evil parts, and those guys never left the mahjong table, I was a little worried, if they went out and were still intoxicated in mahjong, what should I do?

In a word, the so-called plaything scattering, I'm more worried.

A month later, I successfully completed the first aura-like revolver, held it in my hand, heavy-handed, I compared it with the stone statue, and the manufacture of bullet shells was also completed, and the shape, and then, only need to be filled with aura, to a certain amount, and that's it.

Slowly, I took the bullet, and after loading it, I aimed it at a stone statue, ready to fire the first shot, my hands trembled slightly, and my heart was extremely excited.

I was half-crouching, posing, like a police officer in a movie, with my left hand on my chest, my right hand holding the gun, using my left hand as a stand, and then aiming at a stone statue about ten meters away from me.

There was a thud, and the gun went off, but instead of what I had expected, it was fired, but the whole revolver exploded, and my hands, chest, and cheeks were blown off, and I was breathing heavily.

Looking at the parts that had exploded into a pile, they were completely broken, and black smoke was constantly rising.

Then I made another one, but the result was the same, it exploded, a pistol, and I had a little fear because of this, but if I didn't try, there would never be a way, so I continued to try.

Another week passed, and it still exploded, and the revolver I made injured myself again and again, and turned into a pile of scrap again and again.

But I decided to keep trying, and once again, I made a revolver, and then, resisting the urge to shoot, I decided to ask the snake.

When I came to the mahjong table, no one paid attention to me, I shouted several times, they were excited, completely immersed in the world of mahjong, and for a long time, I have also observed, their skills, seems to be getting better and better.

Many times, after playing a game of mahjong, no one lit the gun, and basically, they all memorized the cards.

"I said, can you stop for a few minutes?"

Still no one paid attention, I held the revolver in a rage, pulled the trigger, and with a bang, the gas exploded, and with a bang, I sat on the ground, and the six guys looked at me in amazement.

"What are you doing? Sister, I'm just lucky, what are you doing? ”

The ghosts grumbled, and then I immediately stood up and glared at them.

"Do you still want to be my ghost?"

I glared at them, and the snake stood up.

"Say, say, you finish talking first, and we'll also make a truce for a while."

With that, the snake came over and followed me to the stone statue, and I began to tell the snake in detail about the manufacturing and assembly process, and he listened thoughtfully.

After a long time, I tried to assemble a sinister revolver, and the snake took it, weighed it in his hand, and then asked me to shoot, and I let out a sound, aimed at the stone statue, posed, and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the revolver exploded again, and I looked at the snake with a black face, and he laughed.

"It's not simple, alas, okay, what are you doing with your ghost network? This evil gas, for you to make this kind of thing, is called a pistol, but it is still evil after all, unstable, you just need to use the ghost network, all the parts, connect and wrap up, package the line, okay, I'm going to play mahjong. ”

For a moment, I laughed, and it was true, the air gun I connected was only assembled as a whole, and the parts, I didn't think about it at all.

When it was time to eat, I gasped for breath and used the ghost network to connect each part, which was much more complicated than I imagined, and every step had to be threaded like a needle and wire, and the ghost network was controlled delicately.

I shuddered, struck, aimed at the stone statue, and slowly pulled the trigger, and thud.

I looked at it in surprise, the stone statue in the distance, there was a small hole in it, I hurriedly ran over, but gradually the stone statue cracked, I ran to the back, the same, and the real pistol in the Yang world, behind the stone statue, there was a big hole like a trumpet, exploded, I cheered excitedly.

Next, all I have to do is to use it to retract the evil qi back into my body, and I can also make the evil pistol and bullets anytime and anywhere.

After paying attention, I went to the dining place, intending to have a good meal and celebrate, at least the construction of the air gun was completed, and then I just practiced it over and over again until my body remembered it completely.

And those six guys, still playing mahjong day and night, completely ignore me, this, my heart is very angry, I decided to give them a lesson, such thoughts, in my heart, is not a day or two.