After all, the competition in the hunting ground was just a joke. After the four people had enjoyed themselves and lost all their strength, the competition came to an end.

The final competition was about the number of prey. Zuo Chenyan won the first place with his superb archery skills. Zuo Mingli hit a hare at the end. Situ Xi was one place ahead of him and successfully won his hand crossbow.

With Chow Chow.

Situ Xi was not polite and accepted the prize in a good mood. This crossbow was small and portable, so it was perfect to carry around for self-defense. It was also very interesting to raise a Chow Chow.

"His Highness is deliberately showing his kindness to Brother Situ. After getting along with him today, what do you think of him?"

After Zhong Limo took Situ Xi to practice bow and arrow training, Zuo Chenyan came to Zuo Mingli. He looked at the backs of Situ Xi and others, and was a little curious about Zuo Mingli's attitude today.

"I don't have any idea. Didn't Brother Shen Yan also say that he has outstanding talents? Since my father allowed him to participate in the spring hunting, it is obvious that he has been appreciating him recently. I am just following my father's intention.

"

…

"Uncle, where did this thing come from? It looks so majestic!"

"Brother-in-law, this crossbow is definitely a good thing. His Highness King Geng will probably regret it very much now."

In a shooting range, Zhong Limo was looking at the crossbow that Situ Xi had won, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"It's just a little too dangerous. It's better not to load crossbow arrows into it." Zhong Limin was just behind Situ Xi, so she could clearly see the power of this crossbow.

He gradually found the feeling while setting up his bow and shooting arrows. At this time, Situ Xi's arrows could hit the target stably, although most of them only hit the edge.

He was also thinking about the crossbow in his mind. To be precise, he was thinking about the weapons of this era.

Just now he asked Zhong Limin. At present, there were almost no firearms developed in Chu country, but in the morning he saw the powder mixed with sulfur and nitrate in Hua Yaoying's bamboo tube.

It seems that people's research on gunpowder has not matured yet, and they have not paid attention to the manufacture of gunpowder weapons.

In fact, it was not that he had not considered making firearms for self-defense before, but he had many concerns. After all, others were in the enemy's country and it was inconvenient to do many things.

But the cooperation mentioned by Hua Yaoying this morning and the crossbow in his hand at the moment awakened his idea of ​​making simple firearms again.

He was thinking about the simple and easy-to-make firearms recorded in the "Martial Arts Summary", such as gunpowder arrows, tribulus fireballs, thunderbolt fireballs, etc. He planned to go back and make some backup in case of emergency.

After all, it seems that many people want to cause trouble for him recently, and Hua Yaoying must have a way to get the materials.

"By the way, brother-in-law, let's go back tonight. Before we set off, my mother said that if we were free, we could stop by the Jiuchi Temple. It is said that many wandering monks have returned to the temple during this time. If brother-in-law is interested, we can go and have a look."

"Jiuchi Temple?" Situ Xi remembered the name, "I remember that my aunt gave me a kit, and I heard you said that the kit came from Chuichi Temple."

"Ah, uncle, has Madam given you the wish bag from the Chuichi Temple? This is a rare thing. With it, you can go to the Chuichi Temple to make a wish, and you can also let the eminent monks answer your questions."

…

"Master Gao, it's been several days. I wonder if what I want has come to fruition?"

In a hall, Fan Yongzheng stood in front of a senior official wearing a scarlet robe, and asked him about the imperial list with an anxious expression.

"There is no news yet, but all the food and grass have been put into the warehouse. Even if this matter fails, Your Majesty will not miss your reward... But where did you get those two documents? After reading it, Your Majesty seems to have

I wanted to summon you, but I was delayed due to other things..."

The Feipao official shook his head at Fan Yong. He was only responsible for conveying the demands of the traveling businessman. He looked at the old businessman with curiosity in his eyes. This man was quite capable. Not only could he ask Duke Huaiming to come forward, he

The two documents presented attracted His Majesty's attention.

"It still doesn't work..." Fan Yong's face looked a little sad, but he quickly adjusted and bowed again to the scarlet-robed official, "Anyway, I would like to thank Mr. Gao for your help this time. I have prepared some small gifts."

, please don’t dislike it, sir.”

"If you are interested, just put it aside." The official surnamed Gao did not object to his gift. He nodded and said to him calmly: "You have done a good job by donating food and solved some troubles for me. I

The officer is not taking advantage of you in vain, so prepare yourself and I will send someone to take you to see the person you want to save, but you can only stay there for a quarter of an hour at most."

"What?! Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I've lost my temper a little. Please forgive me!" Fan Yong's heart was already full of disappointment, but Master Gao's words immediately made him extremely excited. He didn't expect to gain anything today.

Such a surprise.

"It doesn't matter, you go and wait outside first." Mr. Gao smiled faintly and waved his hand to signal him to go out first.

…

Somewhere underground in Xuan'an, there is a huge space with crisscrossed passages and dark stone rooms separated by the walls. Rows of torches stuck on the walls are burning continuously.

There was originally no sound here, but as the stone door on the stairs at one end was opened, clusters of light came in, and the sound of heavy footsteps began to echo in the stone chamber.

As if in response to these heavy footsteps, the sound of iron chains clashing could be heard in various rooms underground.

The source of the footsteps came from Fan Yong and an officer with a sword. After entering this place, Fan Yong began to look around at the harsh environment around him, and he felt even more desolate in his heart.

Passing by the corridor between the two rows of rooms, Fan Yong observed the people imprisoned in these rooms. They all had long hair scattered at the moment, covering their faces, but it could be seen from their bodies that most of them were burly and covered in scars.

man.

After turning a few more corners, the official took Fan Yong and stood in front of an independent stone room. Then he took out a set of keys from his arms and stepped forward to open the door of the stone room.

The door was opened, but there was no sound in the room. The lights inside were extremely dim. Fan Yong had mixed feelings in his heart at this moment. He looked towards the shadow in the corner of the stone room, and took a small step forward with his right leg trembling.

Lying on his side on the thatch in the corner was a naked, muscular man with his back facing the direction of the stone gate. His hair was randomly scattered, and the stab wounds, sword wounds, and burns on his upper body were shocking. There seemed to be traces of wounds on his back.

There is less than a piece of intact skin.

When Fan Yong saw this figure, his heart trembled even more. His lips were trembling, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, making him unable to make a sound. He just walked quickly towards the man.

Just when he was about to approach the strong man, the man noticed the noise he made. He sat up suddenly, turned around in an instant, already holding a claw in his right hand, and swung it forward quickly.

But after a moment, his hand stopped in the air, and when he saw the face of the old man in front of him, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face, and he uttered uncertain questions in a hoarse voice with difficulty.

"Uncle Fan?"


Chapter completed!