Chapter 367: There is no creative bottleneck (monthly pass + more)

Never let the law enforcers do things, just look at the current state of Qingqing's self-indulgence.

In the past, it was she who wore into problematic time and space, dealing with time-travelers who wanted to rewrite history.

Now it's not too easy for her to do things.

No one knows the tricks better than her, and it is estimated that the hair of the people in the Time and Space Administration is turning gray.

If you want to subdue such a retired law enforcer, what level of anti-traverser do you have to send to subdue her?

Regardless of her, let the old Si Ji let herself fly, after she finished tinkering with the cannon, the next step should be to get a plane, give her time, maybe the rocket will go to the sky......

At this time, we have to be glad about the talent selection mechanism of the Administration, although the staff are selected from different time and space, but the timeline of their tasks cannot go beyond their own time and space, that is to say, Qingqing will not do high-latitude tasks, she has not been to the future world.

Otherwise, this woman might have to get both the mechs and the space fleet out.

Yu Guang couldn't understand the encrypted conversation between the two, but he understood the sentence "Weapons don't pick people, women and children can use them, and one can kill 15 people", and his expression changed dramatically.

"Could it be that yesterday, the eighth prince's night visit was for this?" Although he had never heard of this kind of weapon, he had a strange premonition in his heart, believing that the two ancestors could make it.

There are too many miracles on the two ancestors, once they accept their god-man setting, what they come up with will not be surprising.

"Sort of, you will take someone to purchase items in the afternoon, and I will list the list for you, and after the things are bought, the whole village will suspend all work and change it to an arsenal for me."

The simplest thing like a grenade is to make a few carts out first.

Later, mortars and artillery followed, and if there were not enough manpower, they would find the eighth prince to transfer from the barracks, and the funds would also be paid by the imperial court.

Qingqing had enough to draw, stopped drinking water to replenish her strength, took her paper and pen, and continued to draw.

Although he is farming in the real world, his previous identity is that of an unofficial organization task force, and he is more familiar with weapon drawings than Qingqing, after all, the organization training is just for him to do things, and he is only thinking about the object in his own love brain, but these "majors" are not bad at all, otherwise how can he be the head of the task force.

Yu Guang was already numb.

I listened to too many exciting messages one after another, and suddenly I had a weird feeling of "it should have been this way".

"Is the battle ahead tight, then our village and river county-"

"It's going to be fine. Also, we have counted Ermao's affairs, and it is not difficult to find him. ”

“!

! Yu Guang clenched his fists and looked at Qingqing expectantly.

"He is most likely controlled by the Hao family brothers, when you take someone to buy, you deliberately inquire about the Hao family brothers, take these two portraits to the county government, and let the government secretly help investigate, don't be wanted, so as to prevent the two brothers from jumping off the wall in a hurry."

Qingqing took out two sketches, in which the Hao brothers were painted, almost exactly the same as herself, much more intuitive than those abstract wanted portraits of the government.

"By the way, they may be disguised, you wait a minute."

Qingqing took out a few more pieces of paper, held a charcoal pen and sketched them quickly, and soon, Hao San and Hao Si, who had a big beard, and Hao San and Hao Si, who were wearing eye patches, were all drawn.

"Let the government investigate near our village, focusing on the mountains, abandoned villages - just avoid the dead man's village. If we can't find it within three days, we'll think of another way. ”

Qingqing's tone was so relaxed that it was like saying "today is a good day".

Yu Guang's heart ignited a raging hope, and when the words came out of the mouth of the clan grandmother, it would give people a sense of steadiness, and he firmly believed that these would be realized.

"I'll do it, if I can find Ermao this time, I will never interfere in his marriage, no matter who the shaky biological father is, I will respect the wishes of the children, and my father's affairs can't be blamed on the two children. He is just old, and Lang Zhong told me that his organs have long been in trouble. ”

Yu Guang has also been enlightened in the past few days.

When his son was at home, he couldn't understand these truths, and he only thought about avoiding the problem, thinking that as long as he didn't face the problem head-on, the problem would not exist.

Ermao disappeared, and he suddenly realized that if he hadn't avoided the problem at that time, maybe everything would have been different.

"This problem is selfish, I only think about my small family, but I haven't considered that the village is a whole, if the East Window incident happens, the big fortune family can't get better, our family can't run away, our entire clan will be in danger, it's better to find a way to solve the shaking matter together."

Yu Guang has been reflecting on it for the past few days, if he turned back time, would he still do this?

If he was given another chance, would he still sweep the snow in front of the door?

Qingqing smiled and nodded, didn't speak, and looked at her.

Buli sighed, knowing what she was going to say.

She must have used the example of light to tell him that escaping is never the solution.

There are always some people in this world who label people as "virgins" when they open their mouths and close their mouths, as if they deserve to die if they think about others and contribute a little bit to the world.

But no matter which dynasty it is, throughout history, if everyone thinks so, the timeline can't be continued at all, everyone picks the easy way to go, and who is left with the bad ones?

What's more, the so-called good and the so-called bad are all relative.

Not to mention these ordinary people, even if they have the opportunity to peek into the future, it is difficult to guarantee whether the future they foresee will come true.

There are too many factors that can affect the future, until the last moment, who can know whether the so-called good is really good, the so-called bad, whether it is really bad, the so-called Mother and the Savior, but there is only a "object of your Virgin, not me".

In the future, there will be some people who spit on Our Lady, but when they encounter danger, they will cry out why the world is so indifferent, why no one will come to their aid.

For Qingqing and his wife, this trouble does not exist, as long as she makes a choice, it is right, even if it is not so right, she will use her ability to make it right.

Dayu wanted to find someone, and the county government fully cooperated, and half of the errand officials were sent out, and the intention was in place, but the county government's errand officials added up to only a few dozen people, and the effect of sending out half of them to find people was still unsatisfactory.

In the past two days of looking for someone, the Hao family brothers, who had been exposed and did not know it, sent someone to send an anonymous letter again.

The Hao brothers were too confident, thinking that they were unparalleled in the world, but they didn't know that Qingqing had already guessed their identities and had already taken precautions.

A figure took advantage of the dark moon and high wind, secretly stuffed the envelope in front of the door, after stuffing, he turned around and was about to leave, suddenly his ankle was cold, he didn't react to what was happening, his body was light, and the whole person was hung upside down on the tree in front of the door, with his head down.