Yu Boyan didn't see Mo Yi after he walked into the room, he looked around, the furnishings in the room were very ordinary, just a wooden board on the ground in the corner.

He was still thinking about what to do, when he saw the plank suddenly turn up, and when he looked down, it turned out that there was another layer under the ground.

Yu Boyan didn't think much about it, and walked down the stairs to the room below. There were a lot of candles in the room, so it wasn't dark, and he heard the wind suggesting that there was a vent hidden in a place he didn't know.

He saw that Mo Yin was sitting at a large stone table, and on the stone table was a strangely shaped piece of wood, which he was sharpening with a knife.

"I see that Brother Mo is an easy-going person, how can he be so angry?" Yu Boyan heard Mo Yi's breathing was steady and his heartbeat was also very slow.

Mo Yi's movements didn't stop, and he smiled, "Although I am indeed a little angry, it is not like this, it is still because I am entrusted by others." ”

Yu Boyan moved to the far island to start remembering, after Mingwu went ashore in the south, he didn't meet many people all the way here, and the customs and customs of various places were still known from his father.

He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Mo Yi's words.

If you are angry, you should be entrusted by others?

I thought the Xiaoyang brothers were a little strange before, but now I'm in this situation again, in fact, I'm the weirdo?

Yu Boyan didn't fall into self-doubt, because he had more urgent thoughts.

"Brother Mo, I want to ask you how to strike iron. ”

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Anyan twenty-five years, autumn, Chudi, Linzhou City.

Linzhou City is the second important town on the border of Chu and Shu, and Su Fu, the king of Shu, still took the lead after breaking the city, followed by Zizhu sitting cross-legged on horseback, and Cao Tu, a strategist with a not very good-looking face.

Su Fu looked at the ruins of the city, covered with corpses, and the tragic situation was especially better than Wanzhou, "The power of the siege equipment made by Mr. Mo is really terrifying. ”

Cao Tu was worried in his eyes at this time, "Your Highness, many people in my city have also been affected, and if it arouses the anger of the people, I am afraid that there will be trouble." Do you want Mr. Mo to ......?"

Cao Tu has now learned his lesson and is no longer full of words, so he said it very vaguely.

Su Fu listened to the wailing in the city, sighed lightly, and asked without looking back, "Zizhu Zhenren, what advice does Shushan have?"

"Uncle Shi said don't care, and you won't care. Zizhu said lightly.

Cao Tu pouted quietly, although he was prepared in his heart, he was still very unhappy to hear that the King of Shu believed in Shu Shan's words so much.

Just when Cao Tu was expressing his displeasure in his heart, he suddenly heard the sound of tapping on the bracket.

Although he was a strategist, he had also been in battle for a long time, and when he heard the sound of the eight-bull crossbow used in the siege, he suddenly looked up at the king of Shu at the front.

After entering the city, the soldiers of the Shu army will definitely clean up all parts of the city as soon as possible, but since that person can seize the search, he must have a great plan, and the siege chisel shot by the eight-bull crossbow must be the king of Shu.

It's just that he just saw the cold glow of the siege chisel arrow, and before he could say these two words, he saw that Zizhu was already standing on horseback.

He pulled out the three-foot green blade behind his back and slashed at the tip of the siege chiseled arrow.

A loud sound of gold and iron clashing came, and Cao Tu saw Zizhu's sword bending slightly, but he pressed the siege chisel to the ground, and the entire arrow of the siege chisel was sunk into the soil.

And obviously Zizhu was standing on the horse's back, so it stands to reason that the horse should have endured a huge force to roll over, but the horse did not move at all, only the sword in Zizhu's hand trembled slightly.

Zizhu didn't have any expression on his face, as if it was a common thing to stop a siege chisel. He didn't put away his sword, his head tilted slightly, and he slashed at the corner of the city diagonally, and then returned the sword into the sheath.

Cao Tu looked at the corner of the city in fear, but saw nothing.

He only knew that when Zizhu took out the sword just now, his state of mind was actually affected, and he had the idea of having no love.

It's like how the King of Shu felt after he didn't listen to him......

Su Fu stared at the siege chisel inserted into the soil for a while, and arched his hand at Zizhu, "More real people will save you, and the real person's withered sword intent should be real." ”

Zizhu sat down cross-legged again, and replied lightly, "It's okay, I'm here to help you block the assassins." ”

Cao Tu returned to his soul at this time, looking at the King of Shu and Zizhu, there was no more unhappiness in his heart......

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"Brother Mo, I want to ask you how to strike iron. ”

Mo lost his hand in the wood, and looked at Yu Boyan suspiciously, "Iron? ”

Yu Boyan's expression was very serious at this time, and he said word by word: "I want to know how to make the hardest iron tools." ”

Mo Yi couldn't laugh or cry, "Brother Yu, I'm not hiding my secrets, I'm really only a little bit." I usually use wood for my daily cooking, and I only choose wood according to the purpose.

If it's iron, I'll either have someone beat it, or I'll hit some of it myself, and use it where it doesn't matter. When you ask me how to make the hardest iron tools, I really don't know. ”

Yu Boyan obviously didn't give up, "Then how did you strike iron?"

"I'll just burn the iron red, then forge it, and throw it into the water when it's formed......"

Yu Boyan took a long breath, calmed down, and said with a wry smile: "It's presumptuous." ”

Mo Yi is obviously the same as this town, quiet and easy-going, he saw that Yu Boyan was unwilling, and said with a smile: "If Brother Yu doesn't dislike it, you might as well take a look at my production mechanism, maybe you can be inspired." ”

"How can this work? I don't have the heart to covet other people's secret arts. ”

"It's not a secret technique, I've already passed it on to the people in the town, and that's my father's last wish. ”

......

That night, Yang Xiaoyang saw that Mo Yi and Yu Boyan had not come out after seeing the house, and he was embarrassed that he had just annoyed others and lived in other people's houses, so he asked Li Congwen what to do.

"What are we going to do? We're going to stay, and we're not wrong. As for you, go and kneel outside the door. Oh, let Xiao Di sleep with the night. ”

In fact, Li Congwen just said casually, teasing Yang Xiaoyang, but he didn't expect him to really think about it for a while and then turn around to leave.

"Little lamb, are you really going?" asked Xiao Di and Ju Yeqi at the same time.

They smiled when they saw that Yang Xiaoyang seemed to be relaxed, and went out without saying a word.

They looked out of the window and saw Yang Xiaoyang kneeling down against the door, ignoring the gazes of passers-by.

Xiao Di wanted to fly out, but was stopped by Li Congwen, "Xiao Di, he wants to, let him do it." ”

Li Congwen's voice was no longer frivolous before, more like sighing.

Ju Yeyan pursed his mouth and looked at Yang Xiaoyang, and then glanced at Xiao Di, his heart was complicated.

She sighed silently in her heart: "I can't stop walking into hell step by step, do I don't know it, or I don't want to know?"

At this time, in a shadow outside the house, a person with a peachwood sword on his back also had similar feelings to her.

After the lights in the house went out, he saw a head fly out of the house and landed on Yang Xiaoyang's shoulder.

He couldn't help sighing: "Fate is not ...... at all"

......

Early the next morning, Mo Yi took Yu Boyan, who looked tired, out of the underground secret room, and saw Li Congwen yawning, and Ju Yeqi, who was feeding Xiao Di, but Yang Xiaoyang was nowhere to be seen.

But he thought of the man's request and didn't ask.

However, Yu Boyan noticed that he watched the mechanism of ink loss for a night, although he benefited a lot, but unfortunately it did not help him to strike iron.

"What about Brother Xiaoyang?" Yu Boyan knew the truth about Mo Yan's anger, so he was not taboo.

After he finished asking, he saw Li Congwen and Ju Yeqi turning their heads to look outside the house together.

He walked to the window suspiciously, and saw Yang Xiaoyang kneeling at the door, and there was a circle of people pointing at him.

Yu Boyan also heard the voices of onlookers:

"Why is this little brother kneeling at the door of the little loser?"

"Did you make a mistake?"

"What did you do wrong?"

"I don't know what he did wrong, but I see he came out on his knees last night. ”

"Xiao Yi has such a good temper, how can he let him kneel there?"

"I don't know. ”

......

Yu Boyan knew that Yang Xiaoyang had a thin face, but at this time, under the watchful and pointing of everyone, his face was as usual, and he knelt there motionlessly, bowing his head slightly.

Mo Yi noticed Xiao Di's gaze, and knocked lightly on the wall with an expressionless face, and the door opened.

He walked to the door and smiled and bowed to the onlookers, "Uncles, the flood season is approaching, let's go and put the bridge away now." ”

He turned to a few people and said, "You might as well go and have a look together." ”

After Mo Yi finished speaking, he left, without even glancing at Yang Xiaoyang next to him.

Although a few people were curious about what it meant to put the bridge away, there were more important things to do at the moment.

"Xiaoyang, let's go together. Li Congwen wanted to pull Yang Xiaoyang up, but he didn't.

Several people also persuaded one after another, and even some onlookers joined in, but Yang Xiaoyang still didn't move.

Until Xiao Di spoke: "Little lamb, Brother Mo Yi winked at me just now, he must not be angry anymore." ”

Yang Xiaoyang glanced at her, smiled at her, and stood up.

He didn't care if Mo Yi was angry, he only cared if Mo Yi was willing to help Xiao Di.

......

The tributary of the great river in the town of Hengchemu is still raging today, but not to the point where it is impossible to sail.

At this time, there were many boats waiting under the bridge, this kind of boat was different from the boat that Yang Xiaoyang had seen in the red lake before, it seemed to be bigger and heavier, even in the turbulent river, it was still quite stable.

Yu Boyan saw that many people had already walked to the bridge, standing by a handle, and were gesturing to each other.

Only then did he notice that at intervals, there was a standing handle on the bridge.

I don't know who shouted first: "Three, two, one!"

Everyone pushed the handle together, and a creaking sound sounded.

Yu Boyan was surprised to see that he raised the section of the bridge at hand by himself and stacked it on the bridge again.

A bridge is divided into five sections, and when the slabs are raised and overlapped, there is a gap between each section.

Then each section turned again, and the bridge that originally faced the river became square, and there were many fewer places affected by the river.

There was a creaking sound, and the bridge slowly lowered in height to almost level with the water.

The people who were originally on the bridge also jumped onto the boats on the side of the bridge and were carried ashore.

Yu Boyan looked at Mo Yi in a daze, "What are you doing?"