"! Fooling around? Can you make up the good things that these old men can't make in decades of bloody battlefields? Uncle Cheng's expression began to become hideous, and his cheeks and flesh almost burst out, and he had the posture of pulling out his sleeves and clothes......

I was too scared, so I quickly nodded and said: "The kid is bored to see that the sound of the New Year's pole is too small, and he is so panicked, he will use the fire yao to make this bamboo cannon to put it, just want to have a lively New Year's picture The kid is indeed making it out blindly."

"Huo Yao? The descendants of the Fang family, don't think that the old man doesn't know what Huo Yao is, Huo Yao can be compared with you? I didn't tell the old man yet, "Uncle Cheng's spittle, the stars keep splashing towards me." Looking at his posture of rolling up his sleeves, if he can't give a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid that the tiger chair and chili water will be put on my small body.

"Virtuous nephew, uncle, I also want to hear where you bought this fire yao?" Uncle Li Tao's unchanged smile, the whole smile is tiger, fortunately, he doesn't talk like Uncle Cheng spouting indiscriminately.

"That one is made by the little nephew at home, of course, it is the formula of the old Taoist priest of Qingyang Palace, and the little nephew has changed it again" The more flaws he said, the more flaws he said, try to be cautious, and find more of this thing to be attached to, lest these two old scumbags take me to dissect, and today it seems that no one can save me from this poor child.

"The two grandfathers of the country and my son-in-law are telling the truth, the fire yao prince we originally bought from Qingyang Palace is useless, and we bought medicinal materials to make it" Although my loyal servant Fang Cheng was also afraid of the two high-powered grandfathers, he still opened his mouth and handed over the words.

"Oh" Li Tao looked at Uncle Cheng and Yu Chi Jingzong while sighing, and nodded in tacit understanding: "Virtuous nephew"

"Little nephew" has a well-behaved and docile expression, and his eyes are sincerely staring at Uncle Li Tao, seeing what this old guy wants to do?

"Your recipe for this fire yao uh-huh, come with the old man" pulled me to a quiet place: "Where is the formula?" ”

"Uncle, what are you doing?" I don't quite understand: "Uncle also wants to make bamboo cannons and play with them?" ”

"......" Uncle Li Tao had a tendency to roll his eyes: "Fang Xiaoer, don't come to this set with your Uncle Li, bring this recipe quickly." "This old thing is too dark, isn't it? Ming grabbed it all.

"Yes, there is no paper and pen, the little nephew and the little nephew are still guilty, and they are being dragged into the Jin Wuwei by this bamboo cannon," he replied tremblingly.

"Oh, hahaha, it's worthy of the Fang family's species, it's all yin, so good" Uncle Li Tao stroked his beard and laughed, what's wrong? What does it mean that the seeds of the Fang family are all yin? This son is yang, very sunny, very masculine.

"Little offspring, what's wrong? Could it be that the uncles are bullying you when they ask you? Uncle Cheng jumped up to me and said with a hideous smile.

When I was wandering without an owner, a loud laugh suddenly echoed in the sky above Jin Wuwei, "Hahaha...... Fang Mou should be who took my son of law into Jin Wuwei, it turned out to be two virtuous brothers, Fang Mou was polite...... I don't know what crime I've committed as a son of a wicked son, that I have to work for two masters? "My father, under one person in the Tang Dynasty, the prime minister's father above 10,000 people appeared in front of me with a gust of spring breeze.

"Daddy......" cheered, and I almost wanted to rush over and hug my father's thigh and kiss it, it was so timely that Uncle Cheng almost grabbed me by the collar and was tortured.

"Oops...... It turned out that Brother Fang arrived, and Cheng was playing with his nephew, isn't it...... Little offspring. Uncle Cheng kindly showed two rows of white teeth at me, and the bear's paw seemed to fall lightly on my shoulder, and he quickly nodded: "Yes...... Yes. ”

"Gong Mao has seen Brother Fang," Uncle Li Tao is more polite-

The two lewd uncles dragged my father aside again, and kept gesturing with the bamboo cannon in his hand, and Uncle Cheng's fingers pointed at the white buttocks that were still exposed to the air in Brother Yexu's platform.

"Oh? If this happens? The old man blinked, looked at me, took the bamboo cannon handed to him by Uncle Li Tao, looked at it carefully, beckoned to me, and said, "Jun'er, come here......"

"Oh." I followed the three senior military figures and my father into a quiet big room, sat down in all directions, and stood beside my son, standing on the side, as docile.

"Jun'er."

"The child is here."

"The old man already knows about this, is this really what you did?" The old man sat on the stool with a golden sword, looked at it with a bamboo cannon, and stroked his beard and spoke.

"It is indeed made by children, and the sound of the blasting rod is too small for children to listen to...... So, in fact, the child just wants to have a good time, and he tries to try it out of the mess. Under the photo of the four pairs of brilliant tiger eyes, I can't help but tell the truth, confess and be lenient, and go home at most to take a few more blows on the buttocks, it is much better than staying here with Uncle Cheng, the villain.

"Oh? ......" The old man was a little stunned, "But I heard Fang Shen say that you asked Fang Cheng and them to go to Qingyang Palace to buy Huoyao, what does it have to do with this?" ”

"Yes, I thought that the Daoist of Qingyang Palace had a fire, but who knew that as soon as I bought it, I felt that there were too many impurities in it, the power was too small, and it was ......"

I asked and answered with the old man, and the senior military general next to me kept communicating with his eyes, and the eyes of this son were getting more and more wrong, a bit like a lion and tiger looking at a palatable lamb.

The old man asked again, and then motioned for me to stand outside the door, the four senior cadres didn't know what they were doing inside, and after a while, the lowest-ranking lieutenant Chi Jingzong pulled me in again and threw me in front of the old guy.

"How did you make this thing?" The old man carefully put the bamboo cannon on the desk in front of me, it seems that our father is a cultural person, a high-level intellectual, and has a strong guard against the unknown, which is very good, at least much better than those two ignorant and fearless iron-blooded uncles.

"This thing is made of bamboo pipes, I wrapped some medicine noodles in paper as a lead, you see, the seal is sealed with shredded paper and paste, so that in the enclosed space, these black fires can burn violently to cause explosions...... while explaining, while dismantling the miniature blast rod with the most powerful explosion in Datang.

"Is this the thing? ...... "Who is Uncle Cheng?" Rubbing the starting medicine noodles with two fingers, he also took a sip of his tongue, and smashed his mouth: "This thing, something is wrong......"

Seeing that Lao Tzu's face was black, the cold sweat brushed down, and he was very glad that he didn't add cinnabar or arsenic according to the current Datang Huo Yao formula, otherwise, Ming'er would not have beheaded my young man on the charge of murder.

"Oh? …… What's wrong? Uncle Li's face was also a little dark, the corners of his mouth were a little twitching, and he seemed to be very afraid of Uncle Cheng, a bull who tasted all kinds of poisons.

"This smell is different from ordinary fire yao, well......" Uncle Cheng didn't seem to be satisfied, and squinted his eyes and rubbed a little under his nose to smell it: "There is still some umami...... It seems that the old man has eaten this thing. ”——

ps: Starting tonight, the book of sunny days has been on the strong push list very ceremoniously, that is, it will soon enter the VIP. Fortunately, after the consultation with the editor of the starting point, the editor agreed, and on November 1, let the Qing enter the VIP again, because before the November 1st, the sun still has to go to work, so, during this period of time, the update will not be very fast, still two chapters a day, about 5,000 to 6,000, of course, after entering the VIP, the resignation at home is fine, hehe, at least 8,000 a day is guaranteed, so it is conservatively estimated that there will be at least 200,000 updates a month. I hope that all of you will continue to support Qingliang.

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