"Bang"

With a loud bang, a big hole was smashed into the closed gate of Juyi Hall.

The raging fire extended the hole that was smashed and reflected into the hall, making the house with the brazier lit brighter.

Against the backdrop of the fire, a petite figure wearing a hat and night clothes walked into the Juyi Hall stiffly.

Behind her, a string of blood-colored footprints were left.

The boss of the bandit village on the banks of Weishan Lake was already scared to the point of being out of control.

He grabbed the big knife in his hand tightly, and gathered around him with a group of gangsters who were also frightened, watching the female star in front of him walking towards them step by step.

"This female hero!"

The boss gritted his teeth and shouted:

"You and I have no grudges or grudges. Why do you want to break my village and kill my brother today!"

Xiuhe did not answer.

This cold attitude made the boss angry.

But there was another helplessness.

They are just a very inconspicuous group of all sizes on the banks of Weishan Lake, and they are all a group of green forest heroes who do business without money.

If you don’t have any excellent martial arts, just rely on your fierce and violent oppression to oppress the people around you.

If you really encounter a hard idea, there is no way.

"I still have some money in the village."

He looked at the frightened bandits around him, and knew that resisting was useless, so he shouted again:

"You can take it with the heroine, just treat it as my waiting money to buy life.

This village is broken, and after I have no livelihood, I have to go down the mountain to be a good person. The heroine has the virtue of being a virtuous person. How about letting me wait?"

Xiuhe still didn't answer.

She is just an emotionally uninformed person.

The order I received was to flatten this small village with only more than 30 people, and to recharge the body, and before the true energy flowed.

The person in front of you must die.

Three feet away, she stopped.

This made the boss happy in his eyes, thinking that he could escape, but he saw Xiuhe lift his left hand.

Amid the sound of chains, the fist that separated the five fingers actually flew out like an arrow.

It was anxious and fast, and this made everyone in front of him look at it.

The boss knew something was wrong.

But before I could lift the knife, Xiuhe's fingers were pressed against his shoulder.

With the sound of the machine spring, the chain was recycled. The boss screamed and was pulled by Xiuhe to his feet like a cloud of fog.

"Bang"

Xiuhe pierced a sharp cone under his left foot, and raised his left leg, like a war hammer hitting it.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the boss was pierced into his heart and died on the spot.

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the remaining bandits shouted and rushed over.

The people in the organs didn't even look at them. A black iron plate was shot out on their arms. As they were spinning rapidly, more than a dozen small flying knives poked the remaining bandits into holes.

The entire Juyi Hall was filled with blood. Xiuhe picked up the small iron plate that was jumping on the ground, pulled it back into the groove of his arm, and carried the body of the boss.

Still stiff, he walked out of the hole he had made before.

Beyond the village, there is already a sea of ​​fire.

Shen Qiu, who was carrying a knife box and a hat, was searching for the corpse all over the ground, and at his feet, he was still throwing a whole body.

Seeing Xiuhe coming and looking for Shen Qiu in the corpse all over the ground, he said without raising his head:

"That boss barely meets the requirements, throw it into the carriage, and throw this guy in...

Among the more than 30 people, there are only two that meet the requirements. This is the Wuwei of the organization, and I think there is no hope for it to popularize it."

He complained, and Xiuhe was still silent in the sea of ​​fire.

An hour later, Chen Qiu drove his carriage to a small pier in Weishan Lake. A small boat was mooring there by the night lake.

Chen Qiu approached the boat and saw Ai Dacha busy.

He dropped his hat and said:

"I found three more. Including the ones I found a few days ago, there are enough ten. Don't look for them anymore, right?"

“These materials are so bad.”

Ai Dacha held the bone cutting knife and said without looking back:

"It's also a bad thing to make. If such a ragged thing is seen by the old guy Wujiu, he will probably laugh out loud."

"It's said it's a 'downgraded version'."

Chen Qiu leaned against the cabin, picked up the handkerchief, wiped the Tianlang knife, and said casually:

"It's just a consumable, who will pay attention to these cannon fodders?

And that's it. I think your Wuwei production requirements are too harsh and you don't have the possibility of mass production at all. Can't you simplify the technology?"

"whispering sound."

Qingyang Demon Lord snorted dissatisfiedly, and he said:

"This has been more than a thousand years since the establishment of the Momen, and we have been striving for excellence.

You are fine, just because you are involved in the mechanical techniques and keep thinking about cutting corners. If you were in the Momen, you would have been beaten to death by those old things."

"You are just outdated."

Chen Qiu also snorted, and he said:

"You have said that it takes more than half a year to be an exquisite martial arts guard, but it only takes a few days to be these inferior puppets.

When you create a qualified martial arts guard, I have already created hundreds of puppets.

Maybe these hundreds of puppets of mine can’t beat your Wu Guard, but if I throw it on the battlefield, I won’t believe it. Can your Wu Guard kill people by catching up with hundreds of puppets?"

"In my opinion, this Mohist art is the science of battle formations. It is best to use it to capture cities and territories, but you have to regard it as a secret book in the world.

I took the wrong path.”

Chen Qiu became more and more excited as he spoke. After finishing the knife, he said to Ai Dacha:

"Just like you, who are capable of making all the skills of the world, you can become an army by yourself as long as you want.

No matter what kind of sect he is in the world, the seven sects of the Demon Sect, one person can kill him and destroy the sect. If he enters the secular world, he will be a major weapon for the country.

What is the title of marquis and prime ministers, and the glory and wealth are only in an instant."

When Ai Dacha heard Chen Qiu brag about himself, he didn't answer, but he didn't stop working.

After half an hour, a inferior puppet was completed.

In terms of the degree of exquisiteness, it is like a person in Xiuhe, who is just one earth or one sky.

This thing is to empty the flesh and blood, put the mechanism objects, clockwork springs, etc. into it, and not leave meridian blood vessels.

I gave up my true energy and only kept my skeletons. I also had various mechanisms and weapons hidden on my body, but I could not move myself like Xiuhe.

The Usage Gu is also a precious thing, so naturally it cannot be used on these low-level puppets.

They are equipped with clockwork and can accumulate energy by themselves, but they are like puppets that need to be manipulated by others. Chen Qiu saw Ai Dachao like playing a piano and waved his five fingers, and the puppet stood up.

His face was covered with various suture marks, and there were no eyes in his eyes.

Instead, it was replaced by two bamboo tube hidden weapons, which looked very cunning.

This thing is to keep the human body structure.

But in fact, it is the body of the individual.

It is not smart, and can only attack in a straightforward way.

Apart from being strong, with high defense and not afraid of swords and slashing, he is almost useless.

"bass"

As Ai Dacha's true energy was injected into the puppet, several sharp blades popped up on its hands and arms at the same time, which looked a bit majestic.

"Did you use true qi to transform it into 'silk thread' to manipulate the puppet?"

Chen Qiu looked at the puppet making various actions under the command of Ai Dachai, as well as the sound of the collision between the bones and metals, and asked curiously:

"Is this also one of the martial arts of the Mohist school?"
To be continued...