No one dared to answer for a while, and under the strong momentum, it was difficult to even breathe, and the neck was more like someone was choking, and he couldn't squeeze out a word.

Lei Gong sweated like rain, but he still pleaded hard: "Beg, beg the general to give us another chance......"

"I'd like to give you a chance, but I only like people who have the ability."

The soldier pushed a cart of wood, and with a "bang" it all fell to the ground.

Yu Wensheng stroked the mask, and his red lips were slightly curved: "It's better than this, who can know the original appearance of this pile of wood, then I will spare that person." ”

The pile of wood was oddly shaped, but an experienced carpenter knew it had been deliberately dismantled, and he couldn't guess what it was unless it was put together.

But with so many wooden pieces, no drawings and no styles, how easy is it to piece them all together?

Seeing their trembling and hesitant appearance, Wei Yao's fox narrowed his eyes and added pressure: "Time limit for a pillar of incense, if you haven't pieced together a ...... That means they're all incompetent, so what's the use of keeping them? ”

Don't look at Wei Yao's usual hippie smiling face, she doesn't have a straight shape, but in fact, she is the most ruthless when she does business.

Someone next to him brought a pillar of incense and lit it.

Time weighed at this moment, and they saw that the pillar of incense burned shorter and shorter, and their hearts beat faster and faster, like a guillotine hanging around their necks, getting closer and closer.

Eventually, a carpenter climbed out of the crowd, and he ran into the pile of wood and kept groping for it.

Finally, when he saw the familiar seal carving in an inconspicuous position on a piece of wood, he suddenly gained confidence.

After some searching, he finally found sixteen wooden blocks with the same seal in a complicated pile of wood.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to stitch.

He had the impression of the finished product in his mind, but after all, it was the first time he tried to organize it together, and the process had not been smooth, and seeing the incense stick burn shorter and shorter, he was so anxious that his whole body was sweating, and his fingers were trembling.

"Hurry up and ......"

He kept urging himself, but until the incense was finished, he was still only a half-finished product.

"When the time comes, you've failed."

His pupils dilated, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

A cold light flashed, and a blood mark appeared on his neck, followed by a large blood stain, staining the yellow earth on the ground red.

The heavy smell of blood filled the air, which stimulated many people to "yue" gag, including Zheng Quqi.

Wang Zebang stepped forward, picked up the semi-finished product in the dead man's hand, and sent it to Yu Wensheng.

I saw him rub the carving on the wooden surface and laugh lowly.

This is a "squirrence" character.

"It turned out to be Nan Chen's ......" It's a pity that they are reluctant to send some high-level craftsmen to lurk, otherwise it won't be just a semi-finished product.

He glanced at it, and Wei Yao got the order, and continued: "The next pillar of incense." ”

Looking at the people lying in a pool of blood, everyone was silent and frightened.

But this time, there was a man who had learned his lesson, and as soon as the incense was lit, he ran out first, and he knelt down in the pile of wood, and he quickly picked it up.

He did not feel the mark of the previous one, but to distinguish the color of the wood, and found dozens of pieces of wood with special timber of the same type and color at once, and then picked out the familiar mortise and tenon structure from them.

Soon, soon, he'll be able to do it in no time.

Just as the last piece of wood was about to be inserted, a cold light passed in front of his eyes, and the next second, the ecstasy on his face froze, and he fell straight to the ground.

"It's a pity, Xiang...... It is already extinguished. Yu Wensheng said regretfully.

Extinguished?!

The others looked incredulous.

And Zheng Quqi was also stunned at this time.

Just now she saw that there was obviously one centimeter of incense left, and it burned out in an instant.

Wei Yao: "Go on, the next pillar of incense." ”

At this time, Zheng Quqi and the others had already understood that this General Yuwen was letting them live, this was clearly playing with them, and this was simply setting up a Hongmen banquet.

This time the incense burned half a column, and no one dared to take the risk.

"What's wrong? Don't want to live? ”

Maybe they were all gambling that he wouldn't be so mad as to kill them all.

Incense embers.

Yu Wensheng lifted his thin eyelids, clearly laughing, but he was babbling like a devil.

"When the time comes, since you don't want to live, let's all die."

Zheng Quqi raised his face in horror, and when he saw the soldiers behind him in a neat posture, the silver-armored feather army put on his bow and arrow expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the heavy shadow of death hit my heart.

A carpenter's psychological defense collapsed: "No, don't, I'll try, I can." ”

He raised his hand and shouted in a panic.

"It's late."

Poof—an arrow through the heart.

Another corpse fell to the ground.

Everyone turned pale and froze in place.

Just when everyone thought that they would die, Yu Wensheng seemed to be amused by their expression, and he stroked the back of his white and flawless gloves: "That's it, let's give you another chance, who will come?" ”

This time, after a moment of dead silence, a carpenter with weak hands and feet got up.

He seemed to have a goal in mind, quickly found the parts he wanted from the pile, and then quickly pieced them together, and soon the prototype came out, and then the structure was plumped, and finally took shape.

It's done!

What about time?

He looked to the side with a frightened gaze.

…… There is still half a pillar of incense left.

It wasn't until now that his stiff, quivering cheeks had calmed down.

"I've got it spelled."

Yuwen Sheng's eyes flashed a red scarlet, and he said with appreciation and admiration: "Sure enough, it's still powerful, I'll take a look." ”

Wei Yao stepped forward to take it and handed it to Yu Wensheng, who looked at it casually.

"Yes, it's complete, but do you know what it is?"

The carpenter was shocked when he heard this, and squeaked: "No, I don't know. ”

When Yu Wensheng heard this, he smiled meaningfully: "This is a hanging beam barb created by the Beiyuan Kingdom, except for the warcraftsmen of the Beiyuan Kingdom, few people know about its existence, there is a hidden weapon in it, which is extremely sharp, and can pierce the hard city wall, do you want to try it?" ”

When the carpenter heard this, he was like a thunderbolt, and he immediately understood that he had been deceived.

When he was about to run, he was directly penetrated through his chest by an ink thread and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Look, it's really powerful, even human bones can easily penetrate."

He did not hesitate to give positive praise, but in the next second, his eyes were gloomy in an instant, and his red lips hooked lightly: "It's a pity that the waste of our Ye country has never been able to make any good things." ”

I didn't say it too loudly, but it scared all the craftsmen in the audience.

And Zheng Quqi looked at Ye Guo, the general Yuwen, his palms were full of sweat, and he only felt that he seemed to have that serious illness.

Obviously, everyone is fighting out, but he still kills people.

Smiling tiger, the inside and the outside are different.

Murder laughs all the time.

But he has always been very irritable and unhappy in his heart, why is he smiling so happily?

“…… Why did the general kill him? Finally someone couldn't help but speak.

Yu Wensheng threw the wall hook in his hand on the ground with a "snap".

"Are you questioning General Ben?"

"You said that you gave us a chance, but if you don't fight it, you have to die, what kind of chance is this?"

"Dying on something he put together for himself is already the greatest grace that General Ben has given him, otherwise, General Ben will also give you a grace?"

The archers behind Yu Wensheng were already ready to attack, and this time the killing intent was substantial, and the courage of the craftsmen who rose up from anger was instantly extinguished.

They were frightened and desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Spare your life, General."

"Please, don't kill us, we don't want grace, we just want to live."

The archer never shot because Yu Wensheng hadn't given the order yet.

And Yu Wensheng seemed to have been waiting for someone, and just when he ran out of patience, he finally heard it.

"I'd like to give it a try."

The moment he saw the little black mouse get out of the hole, he inexplicably wanted to hum again~