He had heard rumors in the world, and originally thought that Beishen Sou was a very scary and difficult person to get along with. But now he seemed to be very friendly, and he was not an outsider of the Li family, so he opened his mind and said, "It is indeed helpful to worship the Rat King every night. of."
"So there is one?" Hong Haoyi couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Is it the Rat King?
"The Madam Tai said that in the past, rats were raging in the mansion, eating at night and breaking utensils. Some experts suggested that instead of killing them, it would be better to sacrifice them, so they began to sacrifice the rat king from my grandfather's generation. Since then, humans and rats have lived in harmony. ."
"I'm curious, what to use to worship?"
"They are just some food, similar to what the wife eats," Xiaoyou suddenly said with a silly smile: "You came to visit me last night, and I was able to serve food and wine so quickly just because I was prepared."
So, what he ate last night was the same as what the Rat King ate? It's quite rich then.
"Whenever you offer sacrifices to gods, the food is still there. Will this Rat King eat the sacrifices?"
"Of course, eat everything every night."
"That's amazing," Hong Haoyi said chattingly, "Has any of you seen the Rat King?"
"The Madam strictly stipulates that family members are not allowed to pry, otherwise they will be kicked out immediately."
Hong Haoyi knew that human beings are always curious, so he pretended: "I took a peek when I was a child."
The two walked quietly for a while, and Xiaoyou finally couldn't help but say, "Someone has seen it. It's a really big rat."
"who?"
"Master, forgive me for not saying it. People who saw it were frightened."
"Okay, I won't force you to say it, and I won't tell Madam Tai." Hong Haoyi reassured him first, "Is he really the Rat King?"
"He said it was too dark to see clearly, but it was very big." Xiaoyou crossed his arms across his chest, "It looks like this, as big as a two-year-old child."
Hong Haoyi nodded: "My family has worshiped the Rat King for many years. Is it still in the same place?"
"Ever since I came to work, it's been right next to the Madam's room."
Hong Haoyi gritted his teeth.
He pieced it all together.
It was still early, so he asked Xiaoyou to take him to visit the Li family's workshop, which was where he studied when he was a child and where weapons were made for the court. The Li family's workshop specialized in supplying long-range weapons such as bows, crossbows, and arrows.
When the old craftsmen in the workshop saw Bei Shensou coming to visit, they all respectfully came forward to say hello, and seized the opportunity to discuss their experiences in weapon modification. Hong Haoyi showed them his improved chain crossbow, which could fire three arrows in a row. The old craftsmen couldn't help but want to draw the design. Hong Haoyi didn't hide his secrets and simply told them in detail the key points of the improvement.
"Do you still make hollow arrowheads?" he asked the old craftsmen.
"Is it for feeding poison? We don't make many of these, there are three kinds." The senior craftsman led him to a cabinet and showed him the display, "Here, there are big ones and small ones, this one is hollow, and this one has fine grooves. "The fine-groove ones are stained with venom before use, and the venom is inhaled using the capillary principle.
Hong Haoyi picked the thinnest and shortest one: "Do you have many of these? Can you give me one?"
"Everything Beishen Soo wants is available by the dozen!"
"One is enough. I also need to borrow a stove to modify this arrow."
When Hong Haoyi said this, the craftsmen were all excited. They followed him to the blacksmithing furnace and took a good seat to see how he transformed it.
Hong Haoyi spent a pleasant afternoon chatting with people with similar interests.
There were few pleasant moments in his life worth remembering.
He cherished this afternoon.
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When he returned to Li's house in the evening, his wife invited him to have dinner with him.
There were only two of them at the dinner table.
The wife looked at the serial divine arm crossbow next to Hong Haoyi, looking uneasy. Hong Haoyi pretended to ignore it: "Why don't you ask your grandson to eat with you?"
"They are here, so it's not convenient to talk." Madam Tai said directly, "How about it? I went to check the Feng Shui today. Did you find anything?" Her eyes were vague, as if she was hiding the real motivation behind her eyes.
"There may be something wrong with Gaozu's tomb." Hong Haoyi said loudly, "It's best to ask someone to open the coffin and check it out someday."
"Be careful when doing something as important as opening a coffin, for fear of ruining the feng shui."
"The feng shui has been broken a long time ago, otherwise how could our family be extinct?"
"This is a major family matter, I'm afraid I can't make a decision." The lady put down her chopsticks and looked away.
"You are the only one left in this family who can make the decision, aren't you?"
The madam stopped talking.
The laws of the Song Dynasty treated women well, and under certain conditions, women had the right to inherit.
The law stipulates that a husband can remarry a hundred days after his death, and society does not discriminate against divorced or remarried women, so that women will not lose support in life.
The madam's face softened, her sad eyes looked around, and she looked at Hong Haoyi faintly: "You want a son, right? I can help you give birth."
Hong Haoyi was a little surprised, but still said calmly: "We are all eighty years old."
"You are too strong to be eighty years old. Besides, do you think I look eighty?"
Hong Haoyi was silent for a moment and then said: "Do you have any way to cultivate immortality?"
The madam remained silent.
"I heard that if a woman wants to practice immortality, one way is to kill the red dragon first. If so, how can you still have children regardless of your age?" Killing the red dragon means to stop menstruation, so as not to consume the true energy every month and affect the internal refining. To form an elixir, women of certain sects who want to practice immortality need to stop menstruation first.
Mrs. Tai smiled slightly: "What can be broken off can also be renewed. Just like you and I couldn't consummate our fate when we were young, if we renew it today, it will be enough to have no regrets in this life."
"I also heard that women often use tonic techniques to cultivate immortality." Hong Haoyi's eyes slipped to the chest of the wife, where the high bulge under the tube top was looming.
The madam blushed and her breathing became a little faster: "To tell you the truth, I haven't let any man touch me since my late husband passed away."
"If you don't give up," Hong Haoyi said softly, "where is your wing?"
The madam lowered her head and said, "We need to wait for the second watch to come in, and everyone will go to bed."
Hong Haoyi nodded, and the two of them chatted about everyday things, like close friends they hadn't seen for a long time, recounting their experiences over the years.
They were all eagerly looking forward to the night.
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Shortly after the second watch and the second drum, even the servants stopped moving, Hong Haoyi tiptoed outside the dowager's room. His eight-step cicada-catching skill was an excellent light skill. When chasing monsters, they could not detect them. At this moment, he was even more powerful. use.
The wife heard a noise outside the door, so she opened the door and let Hong Haoyi into the room.
There was only one oil lamp lit in the room. Under the dim light, the wife opened Hong Haoyi's coat with trembling fingers, revealing his solid muscles.
Her toned body was particularly coveted under the yellow light. She hadn't touched a man for a long time, not to mention that this man was the one she loved deeply when she was young but couldn't marry him.
Hong Haoyi reached behind Mrs. Tai, who immediately threw herself into his arms, smelling his scent hungrily.
"Let me take a good look at you." Hong Haoyi whispered in the ear of Mrs. Tai.
The madam took two steps back shyly, her face flushed like a girl's first night.
"You are a monster," Hong Haoyi hugged her waist, making their skins touch each other, "You are eighty years old and still have this kind of body. If you are not a fairy, you are a monster. Tell me, which one are you?"
The wife's hand slid down Hong Haoyi's abdominal muscles, teasing him: "You are also a monster. An eighty-year-old man should have run out of gas. Why are you still so energetic?"
She dragged Hong Haoyi to bed: "Ayi, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come on..."
Suddenly, she felt dizzy and her whole head shook heavily.
When she realized something was wrong, a red light penetrated her closed eyelids. She opened her eyes in confusion and saw a red light emerging from Hong Haoyi's forehead.
After the wife collapsed on the bed and fell asleep, Hong Haoyi stood up.
He modified the hollow arrow cluster in the workshop in the afternoon. Just after dinner, he carefully inserted it under his fingernail. After the pain passed, he injected the stupor "three steps" into the arrow cluster.
He usually dips the "Three-step Pour" on the arrowhead, and after inserting it into the animal's body, the medicine will flow with the blood, and even the fierce tiger will collapse very quickly.
