Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 282 My fate is up to me!

on the road.

A strange scene appeared in Liu Xing's vision.

I saw Liu Lao, Zhang Shuilong, Tang Biluo, and a bearded foreigner, all four of them had their right hands covered by a piece of black cloth.It seems that there is something terrifying under the black cloth that connects their right hands together, and once opened, it will destroy the world.

But looking at the profuse sweat on each of their faces, it seemed that the thing under the black cloth was very heavy. If they couldn't break free, they didn't want to bear such an overloaded weight at all.

A dozen men in black followed around them, preventing any passers-by from approaching to watch.

Once they find something is wrong, they will block in front of the black cloth to prevent the contents inside from being exposed.

Fortunately, it was morning, and there were very few pedestrians in the market, otherwise it would definitely cause a sensation.

Seeing Liu Xing coming out with Dr. Zhao and others, Mr. Liu hurriedly quickened his pace.

But because of his fast pace, he tripped Zhang Shuilong, Tang Biluo, and another foreigner with a beard and fell to the ground.

But just like that, what was in the black cloth still didn't show up.

Liu Xing stared blankly, he knew that the situation was not right no matter how you look at it, after telling Zhu Xiuqing to invite everyone in the shed out for breakfast, he personally led Liu Lao and others into the shed.

A man in black originally wanted to invite Miracle Doctor Zhao, Feng Mang, and Qing Lian out, but Liu Xing stopped him: "The three of them can be trusted, so don't make trouble for nothing."

"That's right, none of the people in this shed are outsiders!" Mr. Liu said hoarsely, seeing that someone brought a chair, he immediately sat down with a sigh of relief.

With the help of two men in black, the things in the black cloth were padded with a wooden table.

Once the weight was lightened, Liu Lao, Zhang Shuilong, Tang Biluo, and the bearded foreigner breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Xing couldn't help asking: "What's in the black cloth?"

Mr. Liu cautiously looked around, but he didn't answer Liu Xing's words, but stretched out his left hand, and lifted the black cloth to let Liu Xing see for himself: "I'm here this time to ask you to help cut off this severed hand. The authorities have been unlocked, and the so-called experts in our country really have nothing to do."

"Oh my God!"

Liu Xing looked at the so-called cut-off mechanism in Liu Lao's mouth, and almost yelled out in the next second.

It is said that the hand-cut mechanism appeared in the Qin Dynasty, but it is only a trap mechanism in the legend. It does not exist in this world at all. There are few records in the official history, but it has appeared many times in the unofficial history. This carpenter ancestor is related, but it was not invented by Lu Ban.

As for who invented it, no one is going to investigate, and of course no one is going to study it. After all, ordinary people can't see such a weird mechanism at all.

The appearance of Liu Lao and the others today, as soon as they met, they revealed the Severing Hand Slashing Trap, which shows that they have gone to a forbidden place like the Bamboo God Cave, otherwise they would not have fallen into the Severing Hand Slashing Trick. surgery.

Miracle doctor Zhao, Qinglian, and Fengmang on the side also stared wide-eyed, and stood there dumbfounded.

This hand-severing mechanism looks like a huge dice, with complex talismans carved on it. There are holes in the southeast, northwest and four directions, and the right hands of Liu Lao, Zhang Shuilong, Qiao Biluo, and the bearded foreigner are all Stuck in this hole, looking at the blackness of the arm, I'm afraid it has been a while.

This is not the point.

The point is to see faint purple lines appearing on the veins of Zhang Shuilong's arm. I'm afraid that the cutting mechanism is poisonous, otherwise there will be no such symptoms.

But the strange thing is that there is no such phenomenon on the arms of Liu Lao and Tang Biluo, even foreigners with beards.

After Liu Xing came to his senses, he couldn't help asking: "Old Liu, did you go looking for the golden treasure chest again after you left the market last time?"

"No, this hand-cutting mechanism was actually taken back by old man Wu before he died. It contains the design drawings of the perpetual motion mechanism. Zhang Shuilong, Tang Biluo, and this Biluosi want to compete for this design. As for the blueprint, I put my hand into the mechanism of the severed hand, but as a result, the design blueprint of the perpetual motion machine was not obtained, but we were in trouble!" Liu Lao replied dumbfounded.

The Biluos in his mouth is the bearded foreigner.

"The design drawings of the perpetual motion machine???"

Liu Xing scratched his head in surprise, the name sounded so familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Doctor Zhao at the side frowned and said: "The perpetual motion mechanism is the key part designed by the bamboo god to fly the bamboo bird in the sky without power. If it is used in other fields, the power of this perpetual motion machine can be imagined, but this is just a legendary thing, and it cannot be regarded as real at all!"

"No! The perpetual motion machine is real! It is a treasure of our country, but the craftsmanship has been lost!" Mr. Liu sighed softly, and suddenly said something faintly.

"What?" Miracle Doctor Zhao was stunned.

If it is true, then the legends about the Bamboo God are also true.

This is really unbelievable.

Liu Xing was also shocked. He glanced at the Severing Hand mechanism: "Why can't I see the design drawing of the perpetual mechanism?"

"I said it's a mechanism, and the design drawing of the perpetual motion machine is just a cover to trick us into sticking our hands in!" Tang Biluo replied in broken Mandarin.

"No! The blueprint of the perpetual motion machine is real, but we have no chance to get it in the Bamboo God Cave!" Zhang Shuilong retorted Tang Biluo's words.

"Stop arguing, what you should be thinking about now is how to unlock this broken phone, instead of worrying about the design of the perpetual motion machine!" Doctor Zhao shouted angrily.

Seeing that some purple colors appeared in Zhang Shuilong's pupils, he immediately stretched out his hand to feel Zhang Shuilong's pulse, and after a while, his face turned pale: "Even if you take your right hand out of the hand-severing mechanism, There is no way to save it, the poison has eroded into your internal organs!"

"I, I know!" Zhang Shuilong nodded slowly for a moment, his eyes were calm, as if he knew that his time in this world was running out.

"You know?" Doctor Zhao was surprised.

Liu Xing was in a hurry: "Grandpa, don't ask any more, first give Mr. Liu a pulse and see if he is also poisoned."

"He doesn't, you don't need to know the pulse!" Miracle doctor Zhao walked back and forth on the spot with his hands behind his back for several steps before saying, "If I'm right, you, Zhang Shuilong, will be the first to reach into this hand-cutting mechanism. Has it been more than 48 hours?"

"How do you know?" Zhang Shuilong couldn't believe his ears.

If you really count the time, it has been exactly 48 hours so far.

"So what if I know, I don't know how to solve this hand-severing mechanism at all, and as time goes by, I'm afraid that the other three people will be poisoned like you. This poison is terrible, and even I can't do anything!" Zhao The miracle doctor looked at Liu Xing: "The next step is up to you."

"Me too!" Liu Xing laughed and shook his head.

To be honest, he is very good at the bamboo craftsman's craft, as well as the carpenter and the chef. As for the mechanics, there is really nothing he can do.

"Then what should I do?" Qinglian, who hadn't said anything, couldn't help but feel worried.

"Hahaha it's okay, I've lived such an old age, it's time to die!" Elder Liu was not afraid, but smiled happily.

Zhang Shuilong didn't seem to care, he leaned back on the chair, as if his whole body was relieved.

However, Tang Biluo and another bearded foreigner didn't think so.

Among them, Tang Biluo shouted: "No! I don't want to die. At worst, I will cut off my right hand and live, Mr. Liu! I beg you, tell your people to cut off my hand!"

The bearded foreigner also nodded.

Cutting off one's own right arm is nothing compared to death.

Feng Mang couldn't help shrinking his neck when he heard the words, and only then did he understand the real horror of the severed arm mechanism. If he didn't cut off his right hand, he might not even want to live.