"Of course, my sister is just like me. She became literate at the age of three, learned poetry at the age of five, and started practicing martial arts at the same time."
Speaking of his sister, Fang Shibo looked arrogant.
"My sister is a martial arts prodigy. Although she is only seventeen years old, among the younger generation in Po Chai Mansion, no one can rival her."
"I……"
Kong Fang had a headache.
It’s just a son-in-law who comes to your house, but is your wife still beating her? ! It seems that in this life, there is no chance of Zheng Fu Gang.
"You...sister...are you mean?"
He cherished the last chance.
Fang Shibo impatiently opened his white cloth pocket, and half an inch from the base of his thigh, there was a shocking scar that was one inch long.
"My sister stabbed you with a dagger during your wedding."
"hiss……"
Kong Fang stared at the scar and took a breath of cold air.
This is not only cruel, it is simply cruel.
What kind of hatred and resentment is this? How could he do such a cruel thing to his own husband!
"My sister doesn't like you."
Fang Shibo answered his doubts in a timely manner.
"But my father insists on my sister marrying you, and you are so desperate to marry my sister..."
Kong Fang suddenly became unhappy.
Can a naughty kid know how to speak? What does it mean that I want to marry your sister?
Am I that mean? Do you have to put a human head into the tigress's mouth?
Just as he was wondering how the original person could fall in love with Tigress, the door to his room was kicked open with a bang.
Yes, kick it away, not push it away.
Because he clearly saw a boot being retracted. A beautiful lady with a pretty face, dressed in military uniform, with a murderous look on her face stood outside the door with a mountain ax in her hand.
Kong Fang's heart beat wildly. Could it be that she was a bandit?
A bandit who kills without blinking an eye?
Ami Tofu, I just traveled through time less than half an hour ago, am I going to die under the ax of a bandit?
Ah, no, bandit sister, do you need a husband?
Here is a handsome young man who has no friends. He is fine. Please take it away.
"She is your wife, my sister, Fang Shiqing."
Fang Shibo poked Kong Fang, who was cold all over, with his finger. He felt sorry for his brother-in-law, who was so pitiful that he felt like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw his sister.
oh……
As soon as Kong Fang regained consciousness, Fang Shiqing flicked his hand, and the mountain ax whizzed towards him. He was so frightened that he took off on the spot and threw himself on the bed, almost peeing.
"when"
The mountaineering ax landed half a foot away from where he was. Along with the crisp sound of the mountaineering ax hitting the ground, Kong Fang clearly heard a sound of contempt.
"waste!"
His face instantly turned red.
Being despised by a woman, or a beautiful woman, is inherently humiliating, not to mention that my own performance is really irrefutable.
"I'll give you half a stick of incense. If you don't come within the time limit and don't join the others in resisting the bandits, I will kill you!"
Fang Shiqing had an indifferent expression and turned away without waiting for his response.
Looking at the empty doorway, Kong Fang felt in a trance.
This woman is beautiful, but her character is too strong and her murderous intention is too strong. He touched his neck and said, "Fang Shibo, who is in charge in your family?"
"My dad."
"If your sister wants to kill me, will he care?"
Fang Shibo pinched his chin and said thoughtfully, "I will take care of it, I will take care of it, but he has gone away and won't be back for three or two months, so..."
Kong Fang was so excited that when his father-in-law came back to seek justice, he would probably be left with only a pile of bones.
He jumped up, put on his clothes and tied up his hair. In order to survive, they can only fight bravely to kill the bandits.
A dead Taoist friend is worse than a dead Taoist, not to mention that the bandits deserve to die!
Shen!
He reached out and grabbed the mountain axe, almost dodging it. This guy weighs at least thirty or forty pounds, and it is difficult to lift it. How dare you rely on it to kill bandits?
Kong Fang broke into cold sweat on his forehead.
This girl is so beautiful but cruel, she wants her husband to die!
"Oh, brother-in-law, you are too weak."
Fang Shibo shook his head and sighed, took the mountain axe, and swung it casually. The cold light of the knife flower dazzled him.
"Deng Deng..."
He backed away and sat back on the bed.
If I was scared by Fang Shiqing just now, I am scared by Fang Shibo now.
It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.
It was he who said this.
Look at his own arms, and then look at Fang Shibo's arms. He doesn't have the legendary unicorn arms. Instead, his arms are almost bigger than his.
He swallowed quietly.
"Um...brother-in-law, do we have any lighter weapons?"
"Yes, I have."
Fang Shibo put down his mountain ax and picked up a pair of scissors.
"Here, that's it."
Kong Fang was sullen for a while. If he hadn't known in advance that this kid had amazing arm strength, he would have slapped him to tell him what it meant to respect elders.
His eyes wandered between the machining ax and the scissors.
The mountain ax cannot be swung, and the scissors are not offensive. No matter who is carried to the battlefield, he will die.
Going forward is death, retreating is death; horizontally is death, vertically is death!
Simply trapped in a "death" spell.
He almost collapsed. I think back to my generation of top academics, who originally had a bright future, but because of a nap, they were transported to this inexplicable world where they were unfamiliar with the place, where bandits were rampant, and everyone regarded life as nothing.
He... really has the urge to kill.
It's a pity that I'm a weakling, not even as good as an eight-year-old child. If I really do it, it will 100% fail to kill someone, and I will be chopped up by others. So in order to survive, he still had to withdraw his instinctive impulse.
Impulse is the devil!
He looks for excuses for his weakness.
"Walk."
Fang Shibo pulled him, "You follow me and I will protect you. As long as you show your face, my sister will not dare to kill you."
The cheap brother-in-law was very righteous, but unfortunately his righteousness made Kong Fang even more embarrassed. A majestic seven-foot-tall man actually needs the protection of a young child. How can he survive if word spreads?
Suddenly he had an idea.
"Fang Shibo, do we have Glauber's salt at home?"
Fang Shibo nodded, "Yes, we have it in the pharmacy."
Kong Fang's mood brightened. It turned out that the Fang family owned a pharmacy. What a blessing from God! In this case, sulfur must also be present. When I asked, it was indeed the case.
He excitedly turned around three times and asked Fang Shibo to get some.
After all, Fang Shibo is a child at heart. Seeing how excited he was, he was so excited that he went to get it without saying a word.
Once the Glauber's salt and sulfur were available, he immediately began to crush them.
At the same time, he asked Fang Shibo to go to the kitchen to pick up some charcoal.
The three are ground into fine powder respectively, and then the mononitrate, disulfide and carbon are mixed together.
Then divide into several portions.
"Brother-in-law, what do you want it for?"
Fang Shibo finally couldn't help but be curious, and at the same time he was also a little anxious.
The time limit for half a stick of incense was not far away from my sister's time, and my brother-in-law was still lingering. If my sister really killed him, my father would not know how angry he would be.
Because he once said that my brother-in-law is by no means a thing in the pond. Sooner or later, he will dive into a fish and turn into a dragon, soaring through the nine heavens.
"Be a thunderbolt."
Kong Fang answered while filling the allocated gunpowder into the prepared clay pot, compacting it, and then installing the twisted lead.
There are 5 in total, each weighing about three or four pounds.
The clay pot version of Zhentian Lei was spread out.
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