Late Spring...... It's getting hot and humid...... The edge of the well made of blue bricks is a little cool...... Ning Que didn't want to leave when he sat on it, brandishing a kitchen knife in his hand, and his eyebrows fluttered.

Sangsang hung his clothes on the rope, dried his wet hands on his apron, then walked back to the wall, picked up the paint, finished the last piece of paint, and asked, "How did you kill him?"

Ning Que left the edge of the well, walked to her side, pointed to something by the wall and said, "Fight first, and then let him die." ”

Sang Sang put down the lacquer pen and looked back at him with a somewhat confused expression.

The thing on the wall was a wooden man with a base, carved by Ning Que himself, Sang Sang painted a thick layer of black paint on his face, and the wooden man had a small black pot on his head.

"To kill a person, you must first hit his body, that is, you must first break the defense. ”

Ning Que pointed at the little wooden man with a kitchen knife and said, then he turned the kitchen knife sideways and slashed his forearm, and after a while, he saw that the white knife on his arm was faintly oozing blood.

"After I inherited the mantle of Uncle Xiao and entered the demon, my physical strength has become incredible, as you can see, Xia Hou is a strong man in the Demon Sect, you can imagine how strong his body is. ”

He stretched out his cut forearm in front of Sangsang's eyes and explained.

Sang Sang took a scoop of cool well water, rinsed the blood from his arm, and then took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wrapped it carefully for him.

While she was doing these things, Ning Que continued her analysis: "Xiahou betrayed the Demon Sect, took refuge in the Haotian Dao Gate, and became a guest of the Xiling Temple, and the temple may have taught him the secret method of martial arts cultivation in order to help him hide his identity. ”

"Not for sure, but for sure. ”

He looked at the black lacquer on the little wooden man and said, "Xiahou can use his telekinesis to mobilize the heavens and the earth and clouds, and the qi is condensed on the surface of the body, and this layer of defense is like this layer of paint on the body. ”

"The most troublesome thing is the armor on his body.

Ning Que knocked the small black cauldron on the top of the little wooden man's head with a kitchen knife, and it burst out.

"The armor of the four generals of my Tang Empire is all made of the academy. The same is true of the one on Xia Hou's body, it was designed by Professor Huang He, and the fourth senior brother and the sixth senior brother worked together to create it, although it may not be as powerful as the one on Xu Shi's body, but it is also very powerful. ”

"Armor, body protection, and the terrifying ** of the Demon Sect's powerhouse, this is three layers of protection, overlapping day and night, I think it can't be shot through by thirteen arrows. ”

Sang Sang couldn't understand the jokes of day and night, three-layer protection, and tasteless and boring.

After she was stunned, she thought of the academy's attitude and said worriedly: "Assassinate the imperial general...... Even the academy wouldn't approve of you doing such a thing. ”

Ning Que said, "When did I say I was going to assassinate?"

Sang Sang asked, "Why don't we expose the relationship between Xiahou and the Demon Nose?"

"I promised Senior Brother not to tell others about Xiahou's life experience. ”

Ning Que paused for a moment and said, "Including the relationship between him and the queen mother. ”

Sang Sang asked puzzledly, "But you sued me." ”

Ning Que said: "You are no one else. ”

Sang Sang nodded and said, "That's the same. ”

After a while, she remembered the bookbook auction in Yishiju again, and said, "Xiahou can't solve this matter, why do you have to offend that prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, young master?"

Ning Que didn't know how to explain to Sang Sang, he couldn't say it in front of her, and he was just annoyed for no reason when he heard that the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty wanted to buy chicken soup to please the bookworm.

"Yi Tao, what is a cultivator in our eyes?" he cleverly changed the subject.

Sang Sang thought about the conversation he had with Ning Que when he was a child in Weicheng, remembered the volume of the Taishang Induction Record that had been burned, and said, "At that time, cultivators in our eyes were immortals. ”

Ning Que said: "Then I am an immortal now, and we are an immortal." ”

Sangsang laughed happily.

Ning Que said with a smile: "I'm not even afraid of the prince of the Tang Dynasty, but I'm still afraid of the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty." ”

Sang Sang reminded: "There is no prince in the Tang Dynasty. ”

Ning Que's smile gradually faded, and he sighed and said, "This is another troublesome matter. "The mountain behind the academy...... The clear stream behind the iron house, under the big water wheel.

Ning Que and the fourth senior brother and the sixth senior brother squatted on the bank of the stream in a daze.

I don't know how long it has been.

The sixth senior brother lifted the black and slimy iron thing in his hand into the sunlight.

Ning Que and the four evil brothers' gazes moved up with his movements.

It was an iron object resembling a flask, with many lines carved into it, and those lines were so deep that most of them were straight, and there was no deep meaning to be seen.

The sixth senior brother touched the engraving of the small iron kettle with his thick fingers and said, "It's even enough." ”

For a master foundry like Brother Liutuo, the slightest difference that cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye cannot escape the touch of his fingers, and when his fingers judge that the line is uniform, then it must be uniform.

"These engravings cut the area of the iron kettle into sixty-four pieces, which cannot be exactly the same, but they are close enough, especially the depth of the engraving and the bearing force of the curved surface, which can ensure the uniformity of the cracking. ”

The fourth senior brother picked up a branch from his side, pointed to the small iron kettle and said: "The idea of the little junior brother sounds very reasonable, but I tried it with gunpowder last night, but it had no effect, I don't know if I should deepen the engraving line a little more, maybe this way can I ensure that it can be broken." ”

The sixth senior brother shook his head and said: "If the engraving line is deeper, the internal stress of the iron kettle material will be destroyed, the structure will be evacuated, and once it collapses, it will be just a firecracker." ”

Ning Que hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't you try it with the real thing?"

"Really?"

"Maybe. ”

"I think it's okay. ”

The sixth senior brother looked at the fourth senior brother.

The fourth senior brother nodded.

There is a spiral mouth at the top of the small iron kettle, which is also the perfect art carefully carved by the sixth senior brother, Ning Que unscrewed the iron kettle stopper and said, "Even if it is useless, it can be sold as a wine kettle in the future." ”

The sixth senior brother smiled innocently.

Ning Que took out a yellowish fire talisman, stuffed it into the iron kettle, and then tightened the stopper.

"How do you try?" asked the sixth senior brother a little nervously.

The fourth senior brother pointed to the Qingxi in front of him and said, "Throw it in." ”

Ning Que was a little nervous, and when he heard this, he threw the small iron kettle into the stream.

"A little longer. ”

The sixth senior brother ran back to the iron room, carried two huge fine iron plates, erected them in the creek, and blocked the three of them.

The fourth senior brother said unhappily: "Even if it succeeds, how powerful can it be, why are you so nervous?"

The sixth senior brother said seriously: "When the junior brother developed the talisman arrow, ......"

The fourth senior brother remembered the half-shot pavilion in the mirror lake, his face changed slightly, and he stood behind the fine iron plate.

Ning Que saw that everyone was ready, so he closed his eyes, and his mental power slowly seeped out from the sea of knowledge, through the iron plate in front of him, through the clear stream, and into the small iron kettle at the bottom of the stream.

Then it landed on the rune paper.

With the telekinesis entering the small iron kettle, there is also a period of pure Haoran Qi.

The fire talisman in the small iron kettle at the bottom of the stream suddenly burned violently.

But it's confined to a very small space.

A moment later.

A deafening explosion sounded in the creek!

Rumble!

With a terrible whistling, countless pieces of iron shot out!

Tuk tuk tuk!

The sound died down.

I don't know how long it took, but the three academy brothers behind the fine iron plate cautiously poked their heads out.

Their hospital uniforms were completely wet by the stream. Looking at the small iron kettle fragments that were deeply embedded in the iron plate, thinking that if there was no such protection before, these iron fragments would only be afraid that they would shoot through their bodies like arrows, and the faces of the three people became extremely pale, and a sense of fear surged in their hearts.

The fourth senior brother, who is the calmest on weekdays, looked at the dead fish floating in the stream and the half-collapsed waterwheel in the stream, and his voice trembled: "Little junior brother, you ...... What the hell is this?"