I have a comprehension wasteland world

Chapter 70

After the puppet girl bandaged Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan's cheeks trembled a few times in embarrassment. The bandage was so frightening. The force was like a machine wrapping iron sheets. It felt like his bones were about to be broken.

Puppet Girl looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, then looked at him and smiled and asked, "Do you still have this kind of weapon? I saw you used two short ones just now."

Zhou Yuan took out a handful of God Weeping and handed it to her, saying, "This requires aiming and practicing for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet girl raised her gun and shot, smashing a stone sculpture on the roof in the distance.

"It's fun, this thing is much easier to use than a crossbow, and it's much lighter." Puppet Girl looked at the pistol in surprise.

Zhou Yuan was surprised, she learned how to shoot just by looking at her own movements, and she was still so precise, but thinking about the enhancement of her mental power and senses, it could no longer be measured by the standards of ordinary people.

"This is the same as a crossbow bolt, except that it fires bullets." Zhou Yuan took out the magazine and pointed to the bullets inside.

Puppet Girl took it, looked at it and said in admiration: "It's such an exquisite design, did you make it? The crossbow bolts need to be fired, one arrow at a time, and the speed is far less than yours. Where to put this thing, is it troublesome?"

Zhou Yuan demonstrated it to her, and he could change the magazine in just two seconds.

Puppet Ji was pleasantly surprised, tried to change the magazine once, nodded and said: "This is really convenient, can it be mass-produced?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to produce it yourself. Some parts cannot be made by ordinary craftsmen, and gunpowder is not available here, so it needs to be collected outside." Zhou Yuan said.

Puppet Ji frowned and asked: "That is to say, you can collect it, but the amount is limited. In this case, this thing cannot be popularized. In the outside world, the power of this weapon is limited. It's a pity, I thought I found something incredible."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "Arrows can be made into magic arrows, and bullets can also be used. I just use this to kill a monk who is at the peak of Qi training."

Puppet girl was pleasantly surprised, but she frowned and looked at the bullet. After a while, she sighed and said, "It's too difficult. Back then, in order to be able to carve the runes in the Arrow God, many rune masters worked together to study and calculate the ratio before setting the special rune for the spirit rune arrow Pattern drawing method.

Your bullet is much smaller than the arrow, and the difficulty of depicting it has to be raised by many levels, and the production is too difficult. "

Zhou Yuan took out a spirit talisman bullet and handed it to her, saying, "Level [-] Wind Spirit Bullet."

Puppet Ji looked at the neat runes on the bullet head and showed surprise. This is too standard, much better than what she portrayed.

She asked excitedly, "Did you do it?"

"Of course, rely on it for food." Zhou Yuan smiled.

Puppet Girl nodded appreciatively, but then thought about it and sighed: "No matter what, as long as this technology cannot be mass-produced, it will not be able to change the situation of the Battle of Winterfell."

Zhou Yuan took out a steaming siu mai, handed one to her, took a bite and chewed a few times to swallow, then smiled and said, "What if I produce energy?"

"Really?" Puppet Ji was surprised, picked up this strange-looking but very fragrant siu mai, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

"If the price you give can move my heart, even if I risk my life, I will get it for you," Zhou Yuan said.

"Oh my god! It's delicious!" Puppet Ji exclaimed, stuffing the remaining half of the siu mai into her mouth and eating.

Then he puffed his cheeks and asked, "Then you make an offer. If you can get me a thousand of these weapons, as well as the matching second-level magic bullets, the more the better."

"Actually, these things were obtained from the foreign race. A gun costs 100 gold coins, and a second-level magic talisman bullet costs 10 gold coins." Zhou Yuan said.

Puppet Ji frowned. The price was really high. An ordinary family would spend one gold coin a year, and 100 gold coins for a gun is definitely a sky-high price.

However, she thinks 100 gold coins for a gun is reasonable, but 10 gold coins for a talisman bullet is really expensive.

It was difficult to describe the talisman, and she knew that 10 gold coins was definitely worth the price.

Seeing her hesitation, Zhou Yuan said: "If gold coins are not enough, spirit stones, medicinal herbs, and spirit talisman materials can all be used instead."

Now the puppet girl showed joy, and immediately said: "Okay, then when you go back this time, you first get me a thousand guns, and each gun must be filled with second-level wind spirit bullets."

"Okay, but it's a matter of time. I don't have time to inject the spirit, but it's okay to finish the spelling." Zhou Yuan said.

"No problem, I will let them instill their own spirits." Puppet Ji patted her chest, took out a talisman and said, "You can contact me anytime for this."

Zhou Yuan took it and put it away, and the puppet girl stretched out her hand to face him again.

Zhou Yuan was surprised, seeing him staring at the siu mai in his hand, smiled and took out ten of them to her.

Puppet girl smiled at him, jumped to the roof where Chi Ji was sitting more than 20 meters away, and then called several people to eat together.

Zhou Yuan leaned on a wooden stake exposed on the roof, watching the rising sun on the mountain, shining on the four girls, and watching the four of them being amazed by the delicious food, it was a rare beauty.

While he was admiring the beautiful scenery of the four women, suddenly the familiar Tang Dynasty music appeared again, and on the hillside under the rising sun, there appeared a scene of an ancient woman dancing gracefully.

"Jinghong Dance!" Zhou Yuan stood up suddenly, looking at the woman dancing on the hillside, surrounded by plum blossoms.

The four girls also looked at the hillside, and they were all surprised when Zhou Yuan said the name.

They have never seen such beautiful dance music, like a bird spreading its wings, as light as a fairy.

Watching the end of the dance, the figure of the woman dispersed like a cloud of smoke, and the music also stopped.

Standing on the roof, Zhou Yuan couldn't forget that startled figure for a long time, not because of the beauty of the woman, but because the music and dance also came from the Tang Dynasty, and it has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is still a bright pearl on the stage.

The things on the blue star appeared again, and they all came from the Tang Dynasty, which made him more sure that there must be some kind of connection between Qingshanling and the blue star.

It is very likely that someone from the Tang Dynasty came here, otherwise this Jinghong Dance would not be so vivid. Unlike the Jinghong Dance he has seen, he feels that this is the real original Jinghong Dance.

At this moment, the four girls leaped to his side, and Chi Ji looked at him in surprise and asked, "Have you seen this dance music?"

Zhou Yuan nodded and said: "This song is called Jinghong Dance. It was performed by an emperor's concubine. It has been passed down for thousands of years and is enduring."

The four girls were all surprised, looking at Zhou Yuan curiously, waiting to feel his mystery.

"Then where do you think we should go next?" Chi Ji asked.

Zhou Yuan looked at them and said with a smile: "I don't know either. I have to choose. Why don't you go to the opposite hillside to have a look, maybe there will be some clues."

"Okay." Chi Ji nodded, and the five of them rushed over there.

When I reached the hillside, I saw a moss-covered stone tablet with words engraved on it.

Jian Ji drew her sword, and the shadow of the sword danced. All the moss and vines blocking the characters were cut off and scraped away.

Chi Ji approached and said: "The laurel leaf eyebrows have not been drawn for a long time, the makeup and tears are stained with red silk. Nagato has not washed up all day, why use pearls to comfort the loneliness."

"What does this mean?" Chi Ji looked at Zhou Yuan. They could understand this kind of words individually, but they couldn't understand them together.

Zhou Yuan wondered if the writing here was the same as that of the Blue Star Tang Dynasty, and whether the humans here actually came from the Tang Dynasty.

Of course, this was just a thought that came to him at the moment. Seeing the four girls looking at him, he said: "It probably means that I haven't painted my bay leaf eyebrows for a long time. The makeup and tears on my face have stained my red gauze clothes. I haven't washed and washed for a long time, so why use pearls to comfort my lonely heart."

Jian Ji frowned and said disdainfully: "Is this written by a woman? Hmph, self-pity and self-pity, so weak that no man can be reduced to this level. It's not worthy of pity."

Zhou Yuan smiled and didn't say any more, the world is different, and the concept is different.

Puppet Ji said: "No matter what the woman who wrote this is, the question is what does this stele mean. I didn't see that it was showing us the way."

Zhou Yuan removed all the grass and vines on the stone tablet, allowing the stone tablet to be completely exposed, and looked at this silence.

The four girls didn't look at the stele anymore. For them, the woman who wrote this poem was too weak. They all hated this kind of woman and didn't want to pay attention to it.

For them, a man is dispensable, if a man hurts himself, just kill him, just ignore himself, just leave, why bother to feel sorry for himself.

The four women checked their surroundings and found no abnormalities, but the heavy fog in the mountains appeared again in the morning. The mist contained miasma, which would make people fall into hallucinations.

Seeing that Zhou Yuan was still standing beside the stele, Puppet Girl walked over and threw him a small bottle and said, "This is the Obstacle Avoidance Pill, the reward for breakfast just now."

Zhou Yuan took out one and ate it, then asked, "You didn't gain anything, did you?"

"I don't have it here, why? What did you find?" Puppet Girl asked curiously.

At this time, other people also came back, Xue Ji said coldly: "I found a mountain temple on the other side of the mountain, there are many corpses of monsters and humans, they should be Jiang Li's people."

"There is a palace on the top of the mountain, and there are many corpses, which look very old." Jian Ji said.

"Go to the mountain temple to have a look." Chi Ji said, and the five rushed over immediately.

The corpses around the mountain temple looked dead for a few days. Zhou Yuan took out the God Weeping pistol and followed carefully.

The stone statue inside is not a god or Buddha, and the world does not believe in it. The stone statue on it is an ancient literati, with a brush in one hand and a wine glass in the other, looking very chic and comfortable.

Jian Ji saw the traces here, and many people walked up from the stone table, as if the stone statue was a door.

She jumped up, touched the stone statue, found a mechanism in her hand, turned the wine glass, and a secret door appeared at the base of the stone statue.

She jumped down immediately, and Chi Ji and Xue Ji followed. When Puppet Ji was about to jump down, she saw Zhou Yuan still looking at the stone statue in a daze and urged, "What are you waiting for? Let's go."

"Here we come." Zhou Yuan glanced at the stone statue for the last time, Tang Dynasty, a pen and a wine glass, such an arrogant and free and easy demeanor reminded him of a person.

He then jumped into the secret door, and the more he felt in his heart that the secrets hidden in this Qingshanling must be beyond the outline.

(End of this chapter)