At exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Zongyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the courtyard of a house in Jiqingfang, slowly opened his eyes.
"What an unexpected surprise. I really didn't expect that your family's martial arts level would be so high."
Zou Yi, who fell to the ground beside him, could no longer hear Chu Zongyang's praise. Because half an hour ago, he was unexpectedly killed by Chu Zongyang in a surprise attack, and the "Flying Horse", a famous figure in the world, was gone.
After wandering around martial arts for a long time, Chu Zongyang felt a little tired. He got out of bed and walked out of the room to the front of the yard. There was a well there, and Chu Zongyang was going to get some cool well water to wash his face and refresh himself.
In order to prevent Zou Yi from running around, Chu Zongyang deliberately guided the former to stay in the house as much as possible, because if Zou Yi came to the woodshed behind the house, he would find seven corpses of men, women, old and young hidden under the haystacks.
This family of seven who suddenly suffered a sudden disaster was killed by Chu Zongyang. After he dealt with the pursuing Dongchang troops, he fled with the unconscious Zou Yi. He randomly chose the house of a family in Jiqingfang as his foothold, and brutally killed the innocent family, successfully occupying the magpie. nest.
After washing away his tiredness, Chu Zongyang did not enter the house immediately, but stood in the courtyard, seemingly idle, but in fact he was reviewing his recent gains and losses in his mind.
"The secret martial arts of the Zou family is a set of quite superior hand skills, called Longhu Kaibei Palm, which includes the five techniques of fist, palm, claw, finger and grappling. In terms of actual combat application effect, I am afraid it is better than the Beggar Gang The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are even better."
"But the set of Dragon-Tiger Opening Tablet Palms I got was from Zou Yi alone, and its completeness is only about 55%; while the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms I got from the Beggar Clan were the result of the combined efforts of more than ten people. The result is as high as 70% complete. Compared with the hatchback, it seems that the latter is more cost-effective.”
"Since Zou Yi is hailed as Feijun, his Qinggong skills are indeed impressive. Unfortunately, this physical and martial arts requires combined training with specialized internal and mental skills. Now it's too late for me to start over from scratch."
"These two sets of advanced martial arts of excellent quality are all I have gained in the past two days. Before and after me, a large number of people killed three gangs - the Beggar Gang, Jinyiwei and Dongchang. In addition to the Eighteen Dragon Subduers, Apart from the palm, there is almost no considerable loot. The techniques obtained from other people are either too fragmentary or of too low quality."
"Oh, the father-in-law who is the leader of Dongchang, his skills are not bad, but those things are only suitable for eunuchs to practice, and are completely useless to me."
Chu Zongyang thought about it again and again, and made sure that nothing was missing: "Let's just take stock of the results of the martial arts secrets here, and the next step is the real objects."
"As my main weapon, the Xichen Sword has no problem. It matches my internal strength and sword skills very well. As for this pair of magic weapons, it's a bit subtle."
Ji Ling'er's lost magic weapon Xian Yue was currently tied to the inside of Chu Zongyang's arms and hidden in his cuffs so that he could launch a sneak attack at any time. Not long ago, Zou Yi was accidentally killed by them.
"I didn't get the skills to match daggers and dagger weapons, so Crescent Moon is a bit of a waste on my hands. However, military fighting skills and assassination skills should be able to replace it."
Putting down his clothes and feeling the coldness of the two magic weapons, Chu Zongyang's thoughts seemed to have returned to the night a few days ago. That night, he was seriously injured by Jiang Yao with a crescent moon, and his heart and lungs were damaged.
"Huh... I never thought that I could survive that kind of injury, and even get..." Thinking of this, Chu Zongyang had a look on his face.
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He smiled with an unknown meaning: "It's time and destiny."
"Yun Ming, God will not destroy me, what can you do to me?"
"You must be like me at the moment, thinking hard about something so you can get rid of me, right?"
This scene seems really weird to outsiders, because Chu Zongyang is muttering to himself to the ground, as if he is hysterical: "I know very well how difficult it is to deal with you bastard. Even if I have the advantage in terms of individual strength, I won't." I will take you lightly."
"I'm afraid I'm still not good enough for you now, so..."
"I extracted a lot of information about many court masters from Zou Yi."
"The stronger they are in life, the more valuable they will be when they become my nourishment after death."
"I, Chu Zongyang,"
"Just tonight,"
"Enter the Forbidden City!"
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At the moment of Shenshi, Jietang Village.
Yun Ming, who was working in the open space behind the Sun family's former residence, suddenly felt an unexplained palpitations, and the work in his hands naturally stopped.
The Puche attendant stood five meters away from Yun Ming, seeing all the abnormalities in the latter. He asked cautiously: "Yun Ming, why don't you quit?"
"Oh...it's okay, I just lost my mind."
"Oh my God, I beg you, can you just concentrate? What you are playing with now is a deadly object."
"Ahem, I know, I know."
Yesterday, when the two were riding out of Beijing, Yun Ming once said such rhetoric as "initiating the industrial revolution in the late Ming Dynasty", "submachine gun in hand", and "motorcycle under crotch". At that time, the Pu chariot attendants only listened to them as witticisms, laughed them off, and did not take them seriously.
But, he didn't expect... Yun Ming was actually serious.
About an hour ago, the team's buyer, Lu Lingyuan, the head of the Four Elephant Sect, led the horse and returned the items Yun Ming requested to buy. Of course, he didn't buy everything on the list Yun Ming ordered, because it was impossible to buy sulfur, saltpeter and other items in a place like Jietang Village.
Yun Ming carefully checked the pile of things one by one, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Well, we can't rely on the level of industrial foundation hundreds of years ago. I'll do my best."
"Uh... Yun Ming, although I don't know why you want to buy satin, raw silk and porcelain, I still know the functions of the other items." Pu Chai Attendant helped Yun Ming unload these sundries from the horse. Next, pointing to spirits, oil and firewood, he said: "These things seem to be combustion accelerants."
"That's right." Yun Ming's answer was concise and to the point: "I'm going to use these raw materials to make a bomb."
"hiss……"
Pu Cheshi took a breath of surprise: "Isn't this technology too advanced? Can you reproduce it manually with just one hand?"
"Hello, this is not produced at the level of industrial explosives. Emulsified ammonium nitrate and azide root explosives will definitely not be made. My original plan was to imitate the clay workshops of fireworks factories with less technical capabilities and use potassium aluminum chlorate powder. The made silver medicine is used as the main material for bombs. You see, I have even prepared a substitute for the grinder." Yun Ming picked up a medicine bowl and a pestle from the ground, and showed them to Pu Che Shi Ichiban: "What a pity, there is no sulfur for sale in the village at all, although I expected this..."
"Then what are you going to do now?
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Give up? "
Yun Ming shook his head decisively: "Of course not, I can only continue to lower my requirements. Since there is no hope for explosives, I will settle for the next best thing and be a Molotov cocktail bar."
"Does your understanding of the second best mean to give in from explosives to incendiary bombs..." Pu Cheshi immediately complained.
"I didn't say it would be a success. Because the materials and tools are so scarce and the conditions are so difficult, I actually have no confidence in the quality of the final product."
"So why are you working so hard? It's tiring and dangerous." Pu Cheshi was puzzled: "Most of the opponents we will encounter next are the Jinyi Guards, not the Shenji Battalion."
"Because of the invention of the Maxim machine gun, the grassland people became good at singing and dancing. This is the huge advantage of thermal weapons." Yun Ming smiled: "I did this just to be prepared."
"However, this environment cannot guarantee the safety of a bomber like you."
"It doesn't matter, have you forgotten my superpower? I will use air dodge to teleport far away before the explosive explodes in my hand."
The Pu chariot attendant wanted to persuade him again, but Yun Ming blocked him back with a joke:
"Okay, Mr. Pu, if you can buy a packaging machine, a static elimination pile, or an entire operating room with its own constant temperature system and humidity control, then I will stop doing this job right away."
"Okay, I can't persuade you. You should be careful when handling them later." Helpless, Pu Chai Shi could only let Yun Ming go: "Now I know why you bought satin, raw silk and porcelain. , the first two are fuses for incendiary bombs, and the latter is a container for fuel."
"Of course."
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Time returns to the present. After unremitting personal exploration, Yun Ming has gradually mastered this project. An extremely simple incendiary bomb is being born from his hands.
"There is no gasoline in this era. I have no good choice in terms of flammable liquids. I can only use fuel made from animal fat, which is enough to light a lamp."
"It's impossible for me to get rubber or motor oil with a higher viscosity. In order to ensure that the fuel can adhere to the target, sugar will be used as the viscous agent."
"Well, the mouth of the porcelain bottle needs to be sealed with something, and this thing is suitable for use here." Yun Ming said as he grabbed a handful of clay used to make pottery embryos and paste it on the mouth of the bottle. Of course, he did not forget to leave a hole, which was prepared for the fuse of the incendiary bomb.
Finally, the alcohol-soaked silk is stuffed into the pre-reserved hole, and a Molotov cocktail is completed. When using it, you only need to ignite the exposed cloth strips and throw the porcelain bottle. When the porcelain bottle is broken by throwing, the flammable liquid pouring out will be ignited by the flame, and its violent deflagration and heat have very strong The killing effect.
"It looks like that." Yun Ming looked at the newly released work, and a terrible thought came to his mind involuntarily: "Why don't you find a target to test your power?"
Fortunately, he quickly gave up this idea: "Forget it, my productivity alone is too low, there is no trial product for me to waste."
After handing the Incendiary Bomb No. 1 to Pu Cheshi for safekeeping, Yun Ming continued to devote himself to this work. There are no electric lights here, and it is impossible for Yun Ming to put torches nearby for lighting during the manufacturing process of incendiary bombs. This means that from now on until sunset, Yun Ming needs to make as many qualified Molotov cocktails as possible in this mere three or four hours.
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