Old Mrs. Yang shook the rainwater off her body. It was a good thing that her granddaughter gave her this dress. She was warm and protected by it, so the clothes inside didn't get wet.
The little granddaughter said that this was given to her by the little mute. The things in the palace are not available outside and cannot be told outside. Otherwise, if others see and touch them, the little mute will be in danger.
Old Mrs. Yang didn't want it at first, so there was nothing wrong with taking other people's things, but her granddaughter was right, it was just a piece of clothing. If she refused like this, it would ruin the relationship between the two.
Besides, this dress is not made of gold or silver. It is sewn into a big robe and is light when carried. It should not be too expensive. But after today, Mrs. Yang began to doubt her previous thinking.
After packing up her clothes, Mrs. Yang went to see Mr. Song and others who got up from the ground.
This "explosion" made everyone feel a little embarrassed and not injured. This was confirmed by Mrs. Yang right away, so she was not in a hurry to help.
What do you say? It’s okay to suffer a little loss, otherwise you might do something wrong next time.
People say that the older you get, the more stable you are, but why does she think Mr. Song is getting crazier as he gets older?
Mr. Song wiped the mud on his face with his hand and glanced out of the corner of his eye. Fortunately, no one saw his embarrassed appearance.
"Sir, are you okay?" Shi Ping hurriedly looked at Mr. Song carefully.
Mr. Song waved his hand and pointed ahead: "Let's go take a look."
Zhao Xueyi had already squatted beside the big pit. After making sure that everything was okay, he waved to everyone.
The pit is not small, but not too deep. The large rocks that were placed inside have only cracked a little.
Zhao Xueyi picked up the stone and put it in Mr. Song's hand.
Shi Ping said: "Isn't it possible?"
Zhao Xueyi shook his head. If it was used against ordinary people, it should be fine. But what did Luo Yang tell him? He wanted to create one to deal with bandits who were covered in armor, riding big horses, carrying spears, and forming military formations.
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Zhao Xueyi once questioned, is there such a bandit? If the word "bandit" is not added, he thinks they are officers and soldiers, but since his niece said this, he can just believe it with his eyes closed.
This is obviously not enough to deal with such bandits.
Cha Shuo heard the noise and rode all the way over. He was really shocked when he saw the big hole under his feet. He turned to look at Mr. Song and the others.
So it really wasn’t thunder just now, it was these people playing tricks.
What kind of thing can do this?
Just as Zha Shuo was about to ask, Zhao Xueyi said: "It's not enough, I need to add more."
Cha Shuo couldn't understand.
Mr. Song touched the stone in his hand, and before he could feel proud of what he saw, Zhao Xueyi took it away from him. It was a good thing that he didn't open his mouth, because he should be the last one to find fault.
"Yes," Mr. Song nodded, "but the more things you add, the more dangerous they are. Don't hurt yourself first before you use them."
Zhao Xueyi stared directly at Mr. Song. Usually it was Mr. Song who should solve such problems.
The bamboo hat and raincoat on Mr. Song's head were rearranged by Shi Ping. Not much rain could fall on him, but he wanted to raise his hand to wipe the water droplets on his forehead.
Wherever he had any ideas, they were all given by the little fox. To put it bluntly, his mouth was just to speak for his little apprentice.
Mr. Song said: "Let me go back and think about it."
After receiving Mr. Song's words, Zhao Xueyi and Shi Ping's eyebrows suddenly relaxed, as if the problem had been solved. Anyway, in their hearts, Mr. Song was omnipotent.
Mr. Song said: "If it doesn't work, there are other ways."
If "explosion" doesn't work, then "explosion", "explosion" and "explosion" should be enough.
Cha Shuo finally waited for the opportunity to speak: "Isn't it enough to create such a big hole?"
Zhao Xueyi shook his head.
Cha Shuo said: "Stones can break apart, I think it's okay!"
Zhao Xueyi lowered his head and thought for a long time, and seemed to be convinced by Cha Shuo. He nodded: "Maybe."
Cha Shuo breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Song and the others were trying things in the village because they were afraid of being known by outsiders. When it thundered and rained, they also tried to cover up the noise. The noise was really quite big, and the effect seemed to be very good. This was also
not enough?
Zhao Xueyi said: "How about giving it a try?"
Cha Shuo pointed to the big pit: "Isn't it already finished?"
Zhao Xueyi didn't like to talk on weekdays. He suddenly talked too much and was still a little uncomfortable. He thought for a while and said with difficulty: "Wear armor, ride a horse, and try running."
Cha Shuo understood. He looked at the big pit and then at himself: "Let me wear armor and try this on a horse?"
Zhao Xueyi nodded.
No, no, no, Cha Shuo's strong chest shrank back. It's quite interesting to try the crossbow arrows. The main thing is that he can run and dodge in front of people, right?
If you try this, you will either escape or be blown into a big hole.
Even if he was blown up and fell to the ground, that wouldn't work, his face would be lost.
Cha Shuo said with a straight face: "I think you should change it again. I just said it casually, so you don't need to take it seriously."
After saying that, Cha Shuo ran back in a hurry.
"Wait a minute," Mr. Song threw the stone in his hand to Cha Shuo, "show it to the clan leader and tell him that we have to change it."
Only then did Cha Shuo remember his purpose of coming.
After saluting Mr. Song and Mrs. Yang, Cha Shuo left in a hurry.
Shi Ping looked at Cha Shuo's back with a smile on his face: "Sir, Fourth Uncle Zhao, let's go back and make changes. If anyone dares to come to our village to cause trouble in the future, let them try this method."
Although he couldn't produce a lot of this thing, Shi Ping could already predict what would happen if it was mixed in with the arrows.
"You still have to be careful," Mrs. Yang came over and told everyone, "How scary is this thing? If something really happens, it will be serious."
Mrs. Yang said and looked at Mr. Song.
Mr. Song made a serious face: "I think it's dangerous now, but if the danger really comes in the future, what can I do to protect myself?"
How can Old Mrs. Yang not know this truth? She is also a person who has seen the world, but what can I say, someone has to be there to pull it from time to time to prevent these people from flying into the sky when they are proud.
Look, isn't Mr. Song like this? He started out small, teaching his granddaughter how to do business to make some money, and now he's doing all these things.
If everyone is as stable as her granddaughter, why should she worry about it?
Mrs. Yang smiled and coaxed: "Mr. Song is right, but if we be careful, it will be better... there is brocade on the flowers, right?"
Mr. Song said: "The icing on the cake."
Mr. Song was very beautiful in his heart. Every time he talked to Mrs. Yang, he felt very comfortable. She could always find something to say for him to interrupt, as if a hero had his place.
Unlike his son, he was silenced as soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, so he didn't like to eat in front of his son and his family at home, which was not pleasant.
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Zhao Luoyang jumped off the donkey cart and was still talking to Shi Jiu: "Did you guess it right?"
Shi Jiu said: "It should be useful, but it may need to be modified."
The formula system for this thunderbolt bullet was correct, but Zhao Luoyang found that what they bought might not be the same as what was stated in the system.
According to the system, there is a purity problem, but this is all they can get, so they have to try again and again.
Zhao Luoyang thought of this and couldn't help but sink his mind into the system. He glanced at a huge thing lying quietly in the wealth value exchange area.
This thing was weird and extremely expensive, making her feel like she couldn't afford it.
I had a fever for two days, but I didn’t see it. I just felt that I was about to ascend to heaven. I took medicine to feel better, so I took this opportunity to write some words.