The thick tree surrounded by one person, Yelan only used two kicks and one palm to put it on the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lang Zhong was dumbfounded, if this palm hit him, it would make him fly out of the Nine Heavens Cloud.

What Lang Zhong did next made Yelanshou very impatient, but the thing he made made Yelanshou stunned.

He took out the small knife he had with him, cut the bark, divided it into strands, and re-woven it into a rope.

His knife is small and fast, because he is Langzhong, and Langzhong uses this kind of small fast knife.

He used a quick knife to draw a few marks on the trunk of the tree, and helplessly begged Yelan's hand: "Woman, borrow your internal strength to help me separate the trunk." ”

While he was doing these things, the butterflies only circled over his head and no longer led the way.

If he wasn't expected to find the nine-armed spider again, how could Yelan's hand be so indulgent to him?

Taking out the two golden hooks, Yelan approached the trunk of the tree with her hands, filled her hands with internal force, and used the golden hooks to follow the mark he left behind, and then draw a circle.

Then with a few palm pushes, the trunk is separated.

"It's amazing, the power of a small fishhook is faster than my knife!"

"If you don't want to be pierced, you don't talk nonsense. ”

Yelan put a tree in her hand, rested for a while, and was condescending.

Lang Zhong touched his lips, didn't say anything more, and squatted down to work on the work in his hand.

He tied the stakes together with ropes made of bark, and at first glance they looked like foals without a head but only a tail.

Lang Zhong straddled the wooden horse, pressed his tail a few times, wrapped the horse's tail and the four-legged bark rope more vigorously, and the wooden horse moved him.

"It's a lot more comfortable now. ”

Lang Zhong stretched his waist, beckoned to the butterfly, and continued to lead the way.

He made a wooden horse that could walk!

Watching him ride a wooden horse and follow a butterfly, Yelanshou couldn't believe what he saw.

Wooden cattle and flowing horses, a mystery through the ages.

It is the masterpiece of Zhuge Wolong, which is used to transport grain and grass for the march, which can save a lot of troops.

Before he died, Mr. Wolong personally destroyed all the wooden cattle and horses, only for fear that they would be used by the wicked, dominate the world, and ruin their lives.

Destroying one's own masterpiece is a kind of great wisdom, which is the genius of Mr. Wolong.

How many descendants want to rebuild the wooden ox and flowing horse, but they are not thorough.

This young man, in the barren mountains and wilderness, used a tree casually, and made a wooden ox and a flowing horse in a moment, he has such great power, is he the descendant of Mr. Wolong?

Yelan jumped down from the treetops, lifted her breath, and caught up with Lang Zhong: "What's your name?"

"Xiao has no salt. Lang Zhong blinked and smiled: "Because when I was born, our family just ran out of salt." ”

He doesn't have the surname Zhuge ?

Or is it a pseudonym?

"How do you know how to be a wooden cow and a horse?"

Yelan asked in surprise, and Xiao Wuyan replied proudly: "Because I am not only Lang Zhong and Gu Master, but also a craftsman." ”

The Trojan horse slowed down, and Lang Zhong only needed to press the horse's tail a few more times, and the Trojan horse sped up again.

He is pretending, how can an ordinary craftsman have so much wisdom?

Even if he is really a craftsman, as long as he dedicates the wooden oxen and horses to the court, glory and wealth are just around the corner, so why bother to live among the people?

"It's not a wooden cow and a horse, it's actually far from it. When Yelan was puzzled, Lang Zhong explained to him: "Although they can all walk, they are very different. ”

The cleverness of the wooden ox flowing horse is not because it is fast, but because it is stable.

Whether uphill or downhill, its speed is always the same.

Whether climbing a mountain or crossing a river, its power is always balanced.

"If it's just a thing that can walk a few steps, how can it transport grain and grass?" Lang Zhong asked Yelan back: "Is it true that the road to transport grain and grass is a flat road?"

He is right, using only hemp rope and wood, you can make a wooden ox and flowing horse with the same speed and balanced strength, which is Mr. Wolong's unique wisdom.

Perhaps the mechanism, thousands of years later, remains a mystery.

After walking for another two hours, Lang Zhong stopped the butterfly again, jumped off the wooden horse, and smiled bitterly: "My leg really doesn't hurt anymore, but now it's my turn to hurt my butt." ”

Maybe it was Yelan's admiration for his wisdom that gave him a few points.

Maybe it's because Yelan sympathizes with him that he doesn't know martial arts, and he has been walking for most of the day, which is really hard.

This time, he didn't rush him, and handed him the water bladder.

Lang Zhong drank enough water, broke some dry branches, pulled out some wild grass, and it only took half a cup of tea to weave two rough futons.

He put the two futons together, gave them to Yelan to sit on, made pillows with his hands, and lay on the ground.

The butterfly landed on his forehead and folded its wings as well.

"Woman, I heard the nine-armed spider say that you are the number one bounty hunter in the world?"

Yelan drank water and replied lightly: "The number one in the world, it has nothing to do with me, I just catch thieves to make money." ”

"If you chase the nine-armed spider so desperately, his bounty must be very high. ”

"Twenty taels of silver. ”

Twenty taels!

Lang Zhong couldn't believe the numbers he heard, shook his head and sighed: "The golden lingzhi he gave me, if the goods are sold to the family, they can be sold for 10,000 taels, but he himself is only worth 20,000 taels." ”

"In my eyes, he's not even worth a tael. ”

Some people are worth money not because of how much possessions they have, but because they are good for the world.

Some people are rich but not worth much.

This is a very simple truth, but not everyone can figure it out.

It is precisely because of the confused idea of "judging heroes with wealth and nobility" that some people will do whatever it takes to make money.

It is the fragility of human nature to hate the poor and love the rich, and this is true today, and it will be so thousands of years from now.

Lang Zhong may have seen through this truth, so he is talented, but he doesn't work hard to make money, and he usually rejuvenates himself with his hands, and he wants to be at ease.

"Generally speaking, the bigger the case, the more bonuses are offered. Lang Zhong thought about it sideways, but he was still a little confused: "The nine-armed spider has done so many big cases, why is the court so stingy with him?"

"Thirty years ago, the price of a nine-armed spider was 100,000 gold. ”

It was probably the most glorious era of the Nine-Armed Spider.

But no one gets the reward. Yelan stood up: "Because the nine-armed spider disappeared in the rivers and lakes." ”

It turned out that this was the case, and with the passage of time, one hundred thousand gold became twenty taels.

If it weren't for the legend of the nine-armed spider, I'm afraid there wouldn't be even twenty taels today.

"Thirty years later, he finally appeared, but he fled because of you. Yelan looked at Qiao Langzhong coldly: "If you really lose him, you should be able to think of your end." ”

This is a battle between the world's first thief in the past and the world's number one bounty hunter today.

Lang Zhong never thought that he was just doing his duty as a doctor and would get involved in such a big situation!

This time, without waiting for Yelan's hand to urge, Lang Zhong hurriedly got up and released the white butterfly, so that it could lead the way faster.