Chapter seven hundred and seventy-ninth if life is just like first sight
Li Yuanhao would not be stupid enough to approach the Luqi Villa of Yunzhong Junhou Mansion. Under the cover of night, he would approach that tall and powerful courtyard like a snake. This is the only place in the entire Puhui Village where no strangers are allowed to approach.
There is always a beautiful and complicated iron plate hanging around the waist.
He heard Lao Li say that the iron plate is a very cumbersome thing. Everyone is different. There are words on it that no one can understand. It is said that the password comes from it, and the daily password is
They will all change with the words on the iron sign.
Li Yuanhao didn't care at all. He had no intention of entering through the main entrance. It didn't matter whether there was an iron sign or not. He was just out of curiosity...
Observing the surroundings carefully, the courtyard was very quiet under the night, and there was nothing piled up beside the wall. In this way, there was no place to hide. This was not a city wall, and there was no one on the wall, but the defense was
No worse than a city wall.
At least in Li Yuanhao's view, although the city walls of the Song Dynasty were full of imperial guards, there would never be a large number of barbs on them. The moment he caught the barbs, Li Yuanhao withdrew his hand as fast as lightning. Thanks to his reaction
Hurry, otherwise there will be a few more bloody holes in your hands.
But these barbs might be able to stop the gentleman flying over the wall, but it was no problem for Li Yuanhao. He simply wrapped his hands with his belt, and relied on his astonishing arm strength to climb over the courtyard.
But the moment he landed, he couldn't help but let out a low roar. An iron thorn pierced the sole of his shoe and penetrated deeply into the sole of his foot...
Li Yuanhao swore that this place was the residence of evil spirits and the nineteen levels of hell. He never thought that he would suffer so much just by walking through the garden by the wall. Spikes, flaps, nooses, and animal traps were all roaring in.
The bamboo pole came and struck him on the face with hatred. This blow forced Li Yuanhao to kneel on the ground and scream.
But soon he put away his voice, biting the cloth strap in his hand hard, and his wailing turned into a low groan of endurance, but the pain did not weaken in the slightest. When his palm left the ground, a large figure was left on the ground.
of pits.
Having paid such a heavy price, there was no reason to give up halfway. After all, he entered this special courtyard. Li Yuanhao took a deep breath and hid himself in the darkness, but the piece under the wall
He would never dare to go back to this area...
The lights here are brightly lit even at night. Li Yuanhao, who was lying by the window, heard the debate in the room: "The ratchet is the general trend. Such crossbows are faster to string and more labor-saving! Although your swinging crossbow relies on the power of gears, it is
Not as good as my ratchet!"
"The oscillating crossbow is not good, and the ratchet is not good either. It is too heavy! It weighs thirty kilograms for the sake of range and strength. How can it be used on the battlefield? Should the soldiers give up their armor?"
"They are all long-range crossbowmen. Why do they need such heavy armor?!"
"It's ridiculous. Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield, and you are covered with swords in a blink of an eye. How can you be defenseless?"
Such a quarrel naturally attracted Li Yuanhao's attention. He quietly lay down by the window to check, but found that he could not raise his head at all. There was not even window paper on the windows of the room here!
But what’s even more magical is that the cold wind blows through the cold night, and the candles in the house don’t even sway!
Only then did he realize that there seemed to be a layer of rosin hanging on the window, but Li Yuanhao was sure that this large piece was crystal!
Grandpa Tian, I have always heard that the Yunzhong Junhou Mansion is extremely wealthy. Today, when I saw it, I realized how rich they are. It is just a manor outside Tokyo, but they are so luxurious that they can use such clear crystals to make windows. Ye An Luqi Bieyeye is not as good as the Crystal Palace!
Although he wanted to get closer and take a look at the crossbow on the table, Li Yuanhao himself knew that this was a foolish dream. It would be better to look at other places, such as the dark warehouse.
Places without lights are the safest for stalkers. Li Yuanhao subconsciously touched it and said it was a warehouse. But when he walked into it, he realized that it was more like a workshop. A workshop that exuded a strange smell. Li Yuanhao had smelled the strong and pungent smell since he was a child.
His mother once took him to a geothermal spring. After taking a bath there, the mosquitoes were away. However, the smell and the faint yellow spots that were difficult to wash off were quite annoying. Later, he learned that the powder rubbed off from those yellow spots was called sulfur...
He didn't know what the sulfur was used for. He took out the fire stick in his arms and blew it gently, and a bright flame appeared in his hand. At this time, Li Yuanhao discovered that not only was there sulfur, but there was also black powder. As well as white flour, he didn't know what these were used for, so he could only go deeper into the roots.
"Master Marquis, we can't let this idiot go inside anymore. There are a lot of prepared gunpowder shells inside. Once ignited, the consequences will be disastrous! The entire firearms room can be blown away!" Wang Gang's nervous voice said. Like a drake whose neck is being pinched, there is a hint of tearing in the panic.
Ye An shook his head helplessly: "This kid's eyes are really poisonous. He noticed something unusual about the firearms room at a glance. I think he is not an ordinary party slave, but rather a party dignitary!"
The ignorant and fearless people on the side were fearless: "Powerful? Impossible! The powerful people in the party are so high up there, how could they become slaves in our Song Dynasty? What's more, the party's rules have always been strict, and the offenders can be killed without being convicted! Who dares to do so? To touch those powerful people at all?"
Tieniu's words received a rare echo from the Wang Gang, and he nodded repeatedly and said: "This is absolutely correct. Recently, news from the northwest has come, and no powerful party members have been punished by Li Deming. Naturally, there will be no powerful people. The slave of the house."
Ye An scratched his head, his eyes never leaving the black shadow and murmured to himself: "Then who is this kid? I always feel that his identity is unusual and something is not right. I will let Qian Tao secretly draw a picture later and send him Send someone to the northwest to ask."
"Master Hou, Master Hou..."
The Wang Gang made a sharp low cry, as if the little widow encountered dozens of strong men. Ye An and Tieniu dug their ears at the same time, and then Tieniu made the same sound...
Li Yuanhao went into the real warehouse in the firearms room. There were a lot of prepared gunpowder shells inside, but the exposed lock on the warehouse was really vulnerable.
But Ye An is not worried. Since the firearms room was opened in Gewuyuan, that old immortal Chen Lin has been coming here almost every now and then, or he has sent Xu Yongzhang, Cheng Gongshou and other elites from the Imperial City Department here.
Sure enough, within five breaths, Li Yuanhao was kicked out like a little kid and rolled on the ground several times before stopping in front of Ye An.
"I thought you would stay longer and be more patient, but I didn't expect you to be so bold. There are so many people in Tokyo City!"
A young man in brocade clothes stood in front of him and looked down at him, with a half-smile on his face that made him want to punch him hard.
During the struggle, Li Yuanhao saw the beautiful figure that he would never forget, appearing like a fairy from the heavenly palace, fluttering away...
"Stop trying to break away. This is a pig's trotter buckle. Even a pig can't break free, let alone you?!"
The annoying voice sounded again, and Li Yuanhao was so angry that he went crazy: "How dare you, Ye An, fight with Wei Li!"
As his words fell, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. Although Li Yuanhao's posture was inelegant, he raised his head proudly.
"Who is Wei Li?" Qin Mumu asked with a frown while holding Ye An's arm.
"The small characters of Li Yuanhao and the small characters of the Dangxiang people are not like ours, which are humble and polite, but are used to show their bravery."