Soul Arrows

"Dare? I see which of you dares to blindfold me?" I feel in front of the direction, this is too humiliating, master, I am in and out of the palace, no one dares to care about me, now I will break the hole, do not let me close, Lao Tzu will retreat.

Oh, it's good now, I won't say anything about the young master for the time being, and I want to be blindfolded?

Phew!

In fact, this feeling in front of the direction is completely habitual.

If he hadn't been treated with this kind of over-specification and high-grade treatment at the beginning, would his eyes have been blindfolded now, is it more serious?

However, most of the time, most people have this problem, and once they are praised and used to it, it is difficult to get it again.

Those high-ranking officials, I'm afraid that they will have a deeper understanding of this.

This guy made such a mistake, and the two sides were at a stalemate, even to the point of saber rattling for a while.

"What? Suddenly, a voice shouted, and a group of men and horses came out surrounded by a general.

Xiangqian's eyes lit up, and he beckoned: "Lao Zuo, no, Lao Mo, Mo Zuoling, it's me, Xiang Qian, Fang Shen Doctor." ”

This kid, when he saw it, had to get up in a minute.

Mo Zuoling recognized the direction for the first time, hugged his fists and stepped forward with a smile, and said, "Which one sent your Divine Doctor to me?" ”

The villain in front of him got the will, pointed to the little leader, and said, "They will bind me and blindfold me." ”

The little boss was anxious, "You, you...... Who said they were going to tie you up?" Thinking that this guy turned out to be Doctor Fang, this person was short of breath for a while, and he couldn't say half a word anymore.

Mo Zuoling's face was blank, and he said: "What's the matter, Doctor Fang is here in person, he should beat the gong and drum to greet him!"

The little leader's face was blue and white for a while. There's really nothing to say.

Xiang Qian's anger also disappeared, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, squeezed his eyes, and said, "Dude, don't mind, just kidding." ”

The little leader couldn't cry or laugh, trying to squeeze out some smiles, but the expression was even more ugly than crying.

......

Since I have encountered Mo Rufei here. Before the direction, it is natural and swaggering to enter the cave to take a look.

I don't care what's in the cave, what I care about is actually a feeling, a treatment, hehe, you know.

This cave is really heavily guarded, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is three steps and one post, and five steps and one sentry.

"What's in there, why is it so heavily guarded?" Xiang Qian finally asked his doubts.

"Please, please, Doctor Fang, please go in and see for yourself. "Mo Rufei sold a pass.

"Uh-huh, I said. Can you be, what, don't be a miracle doctor in the future...... Sounds awkward. Xiang Qian muttered, as if talking to himself, but it was just enough to ensure that Mo Rufei could hear it.

Mo Rufei smiled secretly in his heart. Pretend not to know.

The cave is very neatly packed, and it can be seen that this is a warehouse and a workshop.

Hundreds of Flying Deer people were busy in the cave, but they were busy but not chaotic, and they did their own duties.

I saw bamboos being carried cautiously in front of the direction. It was placed on a stone platform, and then a fire burst out from under the stage. Boil the bamboo from it.

Immediately. That is, someone is responsible for stepping forward to extinguish the fire, and then following the pattern of the flame, the bamboo is cut open with a bamboo knife conjured by spiritual power with a handle, and then put it on to continue to burn, continue to extinguish, and continue to cut......

Until a wrist-thick bamboo is divided into sections.

"Mo Zuoling, which one of you are playing?"

"Young Master Fang, this is making a spirit arrow. Mo Rufei stopped joking with the direction, and the divine doctor stopped calling, and said respectfully.

"Spirit Arrow!" Xiang Qianxi said, "I know, it's the kind that your people often use." ”

"Exactly. Mo Rufei said: "Please see, this piece of bamboo has been handed over to those masters, and every feather arrow will have to be polished and refined for at least three days and three nights before it can be made." ”

Stuck out his tongue in front of the direction, my obedient, the production of the Spirit Arrow is so difficult, no wonder the reputation is so loud.

In a spacious hall, fifty masters lined up, and a cut of bamboo was suspended one foot in front of each one, which was constantly infiltrated, polished, and finally formed by the masters with spiritual power.

The finished arrows are carefully put away by special personnel every twenty bunches.

Xiang Qian was puzzled: "Why don't you use swords and axes, wouldn't it be faster to do this arrow." ”

Mo Rufei smiled and did not answer, and with a wave of his hand, a pawn holding a bundle of short bamboos walked a few steps to the front.

"Mo Zuoling. The man said respectfully.

Mo Rufei nodded, took a short piece of bamboo, and said, "Go ahead." Then he turned and rushed forward, "Can you break it?" ”

The direction was greatly dissatisfied, and took the short bamboo, only to feel that the hand was extremely heavy, like an iron rod. I broke it hard, and it really couldn't be broken, and I was very surprised in my heart.

After rubbing the jade, he took out a short knife, which was extremely sharp, and ordinary swords would be broken.

However, this knife was cut down, but it was only a "dang" sound, and the short bamboo was not damaged at all, and it didn't even cut a white mark.

The direction was stunned, is this still bamboo? The knife was slashed a few times, and the sound of "dang, dang" was endless, except for attracting all the flying deer people to laugh, but it had no effect at all.

"It's useless, Master Fang. Mo Rufei said: "This is Gangzhu, which is constantly chopped." ”

"Gangzhu?" exclaimed Xiangqian, "Is it Gangzhu?"

"Exactly. Mo Rufei smiled.

"That ......" looked around, almost glanced around the entire cave, and asked, "Do you have a thousand-year-old Gangzhu?" As soon as these words came out, his heart couldn't help but jump straight up.

It can't be so coincidental, right?

Mo Rufei was stunned for a moment, and said: "Millennial Gangzhu?" Immediately, he shook his head and said: "We choose to make Gangzhu for the spirit arrow, and the bamboo age is only ten years, and if it is longer, we will not be able to polish and refine it." ”

The breath that he had been holding in front of the direction could be regarded as completely discharged this time, and the whole person suddenly withered.

Suddenly, Xiang Qian's heart moved, and he asked, "Where did you get these Gangzhu? Where can there be a thousand-year-old Gangzhu?"

Mo Rufei hesitated for a moment, thinking of the kindness to himself and the Flying Deer clan before the direction, he immediately stopped hesitating, and said: "These Gangzhu are all taken from a small island. Each time, we only operate on the periphery of the island, and as for whether there are thousand-year-old bamboos in the depths of the island, it is not known. ”

"Where is the island, can I go?"

"This ...... I have to show the king. "It's not a shame.

"Walk, walk, and go to the king now. ”

......

After listening to Mo Rufei and the previous two, Mo Qianming fell into a long test.

Finally, he raised his head and said, "Fang Gongzi has cured my son's chronic disease, healed my legs, and has the grace of recreation for my father and son, and the grace of recreation for my people." ”

The old king has regained sensation in his legs in the past few days, and his heart is extremely grateful to the other party.

"That island, a hundred years ago, maybe it's still a secret, now, hehehehe, I'm afraid everyone knows it. If you want to go, go ahead. (To be continued......)