"Little black mouse~ugly~a pair of tricks~"
Yu Wensheng hummed a tune in a pleasant and clear tune, playing with the wooden box in his hand.
Adjutant Wang Zebang glanced at it with shock on his face: "General, this Master Chen's machine box..."
"Yeah, it was opened by a little black mouse."
"We searched all over the Jiulong machine box that even the top craftsmen in Taiyuan were unable to do anything about. How could she possibly... But Moye would be willing to send a craftsman who can open the Jiulong machine box as a craftsman?"
Konoe Wei Yaoyao's fox eyes flickered: "Could we have misunderstood? In fact, she is not from the Scorpionfish tribe at all. It's not that people from the Scorpionfish tribe hate sick, weak and beautiful men the most, and they will kill them when they encounter them, but just now she didn't I didn’t take action against the general.”
It can't be that their general is not beautiful or sickly, right?
Yes, she didn't use her hands, but she did use her mouth!
Wang Zebang endured his anger and glanced over: "That's even more suspicious. Besides, according to the information, the Scorpionfish tribe of Julu Kingdom has dark skin and superhuman strength. Besides her, who else can meet the requirements better? Maybe, all of this is Mo Ye’s conspiracy, he specially sent a rebellious Scorpionfish tribe just to plan a bigger conspiracy."
oh.
After saying this, they all suddenly understood.
Sure enough, the uglier the person is, the more despicable he is, what a sinister and cunning person!
Yu Wensheng did not express his opinion. He was not in a hurry to open the Jiulong Machine Box and find out the secrets inside. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It's time to catch mice, one, two, three or four... the most cunning little black Rat, where did you escape to?"
When everyone heard the general humming happily again, they didn't even dare to express their anger. Who dares to offend the living Yama who can't suppress his murderous intention.
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Zheng Quchi ran all the way downstream and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one was chasing him.
But she didn't know that in the dark, a sharp arrow was aimed at the back of her neck, ready to take her life at any time.
After the beauty was frightened, Zheng Quchi remembered the interrupted plan to transport the wood, so he turned around and went into the woods.
"Um?"
The target suddenly disappeared, and Yu Wensheng and others were interrupted by her sudden action.
"What did she want to do in the woods?"
They sent a scout to investigate.
After a while, the scout came out to report.
"She... found a lot of canes."
Rattan?
Her behavior was getting weirder and weirder.
Because they wanted to see what she was planning to do, Yu Wensheng and others patiently continued to stare at her.
Zheng Quchi found rattan to weave a net.
The rattan is soft and tough, and can be used to weave a net that can support heavy objects. However, because this net is too large, it is necessary to blindly plan each step in advance when weaving the net. She is very fast because this is her strength. .
After a while, a vine spider web was laid out under her feet.
"She is so powerful. I was dazzled by such a big net, but her hands didn't stop for a moment." Wei Yao watched with relish.
Wang Zebang disagreed.
The net was ready, she walked and stopped, and finally stopped at a shallow beach.
She used the trees on both sides of the river to set up the net in the shallows. She also found the narrowest part of the river, moved a lot of large rocks from the river beach and threw them in to build barriers, causing diversion and decompression.
"What mechanism is she setting up?" Wang Zebang's eyes darkened.
"Look, she's going up again." Wei Yao said in surprise.
Yu Wensheng: "Follow me."
Zheng Quchi had no idea that she was being followed and monitored the whole time. She trotted back to the river beach where the logs were piled up, rolled up her sleeves, dragged the logs, and threw them directly into the river.
Plop - soon, the river was full of driftwood.
Wang Zebang's face darkened and he gritted his teeth angrily: "She really wanted to destroy the camp construction and threw away all the logging."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zheng Quchi running down the river chasing the driftwood.
"It doesn't look like it to me. Have you forgotten the trap she made down there?" Wei Yao reminded him.
"Follow up and have a look."
Yu Wensheng also became interested.
They followed her back and forth again and again, until they returned to the lower reaches of the river with her, only to see that the surface of the river was densely covered with wood.
Some were washed onto the river bed, but a larger portion was intercepted in the vine net she had laid out earlier.
In short, it seems that not a single thing is missing from what was just thrown away.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Quchi was satisfied that the load-bearing capacity of the rattan net was not broken by the water's speed and gravity.
One by one she dragged them ashore.
At this time, the distance between her and the camp was only a small forest, less than 400 meters, and it only took ten minutes to go back and forth.
This is the shortest straight line she calculated between two points and one line.
If it were purely manual transportation like before, it would take three people to carry a piece of wood for an hour. Dozens of people would need to be replaced every day to meet the basic wood needs.
After scanning the looming camp behind the forest, Yu Wensheng was the first person to see through her thoughts.
"She really dared to think that she could transport all the wood to the camp in such a short time using the method of carrying water."
Wang Zebang was also surprised.
"She really worked hard to sneak into the enemy camp."
Wei Yao exclaimed: "Don't you think it's unusual for her to be so small and easily lift such a thick piece of wood?"
Yu Wensheng suppressed the archer: "It would be a pity to kill such an interesting little black mouse like this."
Wang Zebang frowned: "Then..."
At this time, there was a "bang", and a huge sound of heavy objects collapsing suddenly came from the camp not far away.
The smile on his face gradually deepened, and Yu Wensheng looked over: "Look at these rats that were thrown in. They are starting to feel restless again."
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Zheng Quchi also heard the noise. She thought about it and decided to leave the wood on the river beach to dry and quickly returned to the camp.
As soon as I came back, I saw Lei Gong with a livid face, and next to him was the young worker who looked embarrassed, and the mangy man whose face was red with anger.
"Do you understand this?"
The craftsmen's eyes were red with anger as they watched the watchtower that they had worked hard to build for two days fall into rubbish. All the time spent on cutting, measuring and building was destroyed in one fell swoop.
The maniac yelled loudly: "You are just a cultivator. You must have failed to follow my requirements!"
"Which part did not comply with your requirements! Is it because the foundation is unstable because we didn't put it right above?" The craftsman behind Qinggong immediately retorted.
"Stop arguing..." Qing Gong felt powerless.
Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the ground suddenly felt a slight vibration. Everyone stopped arguing and looked at the camp gate in confusion and fear.
Following the direction of the billowing smoke and looking far into the distance, all I saw were war horses galloping one after another, especially the leading horse, with its hooves tumbling, its long mane flying, and its majestic and heroic appearance that made people sigh.
This movement immediately overturned the entire camp, and the supervisor who had been hiding and the officials sent by the county rushed out.
When they saw the red flag flying above this powerful and heroic cavalry regiment, their pupils dilated in vain, and with a "plop", they knelt down in response.
Trembling and shouting: "Greetings to General Yu, General Yuwen..."
When the craftsmen present heard this, they were startled at first. When they later realized what General Yuwen represented, they all trembled and prostrated on the ground, waiting for his arrival.
Zheng Quchi, the only one standing at the scene: "..."
The strong wind blowing against her face was like the huge pressure that was gradually approaching. She secretly cursed the evil old society and huddled down at the end.
After an unknown amount of time, the thunderous sound of horse hooves turned into the sound of rain hitting the rubble. No one dared to look up until they were enveloped by a fishy and cold breath.
Under the shadow, they couldn't help but shiver and lower their heads.
This was the first time for even Zheng Quchi to feel the thrill of being on an iron-blooded battlefield, where life and death were all controlled by humans.
"Is this how you built the camps where our troops are stationed?"
