"Dun'er, I've asked for my mother. The best swordsmanship in the city is called Gongsun. ”

"White Horse Gongsun?" The little fat man blurted out.

"No, it's the Gongsun clan who returned from Luoyang."

Gongsun is a big surname in the north, and there are many relatives. The grandson of the white horse in the mouth of the little fat man doesn't seem to be an adult yet.

"Luoyang was a trick when I was young, and I was a return when I was old. Now the widow lives in the south of the city, and he has not accepted apprentices for a long time. The mother told the little fat man the news she had inquired about.

"Could it be Gongsun Jianwu?" The little fat man scratched his head, the time is not right.

"You've heard of it too?"

"So it's really a sword dance?" The little fat man answered the question.

"That's right. The guests will have a big feast, and invite the Gongsun family to dance the sword to help the fun. It is very famous in Luoyang. "Mother has long been accustomed to the little fat man's answers.

"No matter how famous you are, there will be a day when you are old and decrepit. There was a sparse car in front of the door, and the boss married a businesswoman......" The little fat man sighed.

Mother sneered, "You know everything." ”

"What my son said is just human nature." The little fat man retrieved the custom-made steel needle, and then walked towards the third uncle's house.

The foal had just been weaned a few days ago and had been brought home by Liu Wu.

Seeing the little fat man approaching from afar, the foal spread his hooves and greeted him cheerfully. The third uncle is weaving straw sandals, the clogs are too heavy, and they are not as convenient as straw sandals. Like toilet chips, straw sandals are also a craft.

"Is the third uncle busy?"

"Not busy. What's the matter with Dun'er? ”

"I want the third uncle to help me forge something." The little fat man is very polite.

"What?" The third uncle got up with a smile.

In a few words, after scolding away the stick, the little fat man became a recognized prodigy unicorn in Lousang Village. Although he was young, no one dared to treat him as a child. The third uncle is no exception.

The little fat man took out the long needle, "Uncle, I want you to help me straighten and twist it." ”

Before making the spring, the steel bar should be brushed first. This not only makes the wire more uniform, but also makes the wire smoother. This is an important step.

The glazed pottery toilet carried by the four people was picked up by the third uncle with one hand, which was quite powerful. It's just right to look for him.

After listening to the little fat man's narration, the steel-haired man laughed loudly: "What's so difficult about this! "Clamp the two ends of the steel bar with fire tongs, roar and exert force, and the steel bar is really slowly stretched!

After erecting a tong handle, the steel wire is wrapped around it, and then the two ends are cut off, and the spring that the little fat man needs will be made in minutes!

"Take it!" Although I don't know what this twist and turn is for, but people are prodigies, so naturally there is a reason for it!

I like the third uncle's straightforward nature!

The little fat man left happily, and the steel-haired man smiled, and buried himself in the work in his hands.

The butterfly wing bracket, the arrow body buckle, and the baffle iron plate were also built separately in other houses. The two ends of the bamboo tube where the sleeve arrow is installed are wrapped with iron, and after the mangosteen is finished (roasted), it is cut and set aside.

After repeatedly experimenting with the elastic limit of the spring, the little fat man finally determined the length of the sleeve arrow.

A few years ago, the third uncle sent a good bow and a pot of arrows, full of twenty, enough for the little fat man to squander.

Boom!

The Sleeve Arrow is in the middle of the red heart, and it is three points into the wood.

Within twenty steps, the damage is considerable. Especially after the little fat man changed the arrow to a conical type, both the killing and stability have been greatly improved.

It's just that it's a little difficult to trigger the butterfly wing. It was also necessary to press with the thumb, which in the eyes of the little fat man was completely unacceptable. Raise your wrist and shoot to attack it unprepared.

In front of people, he shrunk his hands in his sleeves and tinkered for a long time, there are no ghosts.

He stumbled upon a clenched fist and a tendon bulging from his wrist. And if the fist is slightly pressed inward, the bulge is more obvious.

Then his eyes lit up, and he began to work on improvements.

The butterfly-like bracket is eventually hammered into an inward-curved arc. In this way, you only need to make the tesuji bulge, and you can fire!

To prevent accidental fire, simply turn the quiver strapped to your arm so that the bracket leaves your wrist. However, in this case, it is necessary to prepare in advance.

The little fat man is very confident, and there is still time for this. After all, before people cut people, they have to shout 'come and get their names', right?

After trying it a few times, the little fat man finally understood why the best assassins were all nine-fingered. Because the fingers are really preventing the wrist blade from popping out.

Now the Hidden Arrow is close to the wrist, and if you are not careful, you will hurt your fist.

After many repeated trials, the little fat man finally found the most suitable size for the fist bend.

Picking up the light to enter the toilet, a female assassin dressed in a night suit, is lifting her pants with a sad face.

"Wow!" The female assassin jumped to her feet, "Why don't you knock on the door!" ”

The little fat man touched his nose, which was not bleeding, swallowed his saliva and said, "Enter your own thatched house, what door do you knock on?" Besides, I went into the men's bathroom. ”

Glancing at the half of the snow buttocks that were still exposed, the little fat man looked at it rudely, "By the way, have you changed your mind?" ”

"Nothing." The female assassin straightened her clothes and pants, wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose, and said with a sigh: "I happened to pass by your house, so I borrowed the thatched house." ”

Seeing the little fat man standing with his hands in his hands, looking like a little adult, the female assassin couldn't help but laugh and said, "What, don't believe it? ”

"How can I believe you if you come again and again without telling me." The little fat man secretly adjusted the bracket, and then took his hand out from behind his back.

"In the dead of night, is it possible that I still have to shout: borrow your toilet for use?" The female assassin retorted.

Think about it too. The little fat man asked softly, "Aren't you okay?" ”

"Honey works wonders. It's just that I recently had a hemorrhoid attack and couldn't sleep at night. The female assassin told the truth.

"Avoid spicy meat and drink plenty of water. The affected area can be applied with lanolin. The little fat man thought for a moment and said, "Go and find a stone called calamite, which is uneven and porous like a beehive." Crisp and fragile pine, odorless, slightly astringent taste, can float in water, light body, loose quality, large block, white or light red color is better. ”

"Calamine." The female assassin repeated this several times, keeping it in mind. was about to say goodbye, but was stopped by the little fat man.

"You owe me a tank of water last time."

"I'm not inconvenient, next time." The female assassin laughed.

The little fat man rolled his eyes, and remembered something again: "By the way, the Gongsun clan in Zhuo County's Drinking Horse Lane, have you heard of it?" ”

"Huh?" The female assassin turned back when she heard this: "You want to learn the sword?" ”

"Hmm." The little fat man said honestly: "Self-defense." ”

"Huh! Scold! The female assassin nodded and smiled: "In ancient times, there was a Zhao girl, who was born with swordsmanship, lived in the mountains and forests, taught swordsmanship to soldiers, and helped King Goujian of Yue to destroy Wu." The king of Yue called it 'the sword of the Yue woman in the world'. ”

"Yue Nu Sword!" The little fat man's blood is surging.

"Yes, Gongsun is the successor of the contemporary Yue Nu sword. Ten years ago, it was named Gyeonggi and was called a sword master! ”

"Sword Absolute Sword?" The little fat man scratched his head, "Isn't she a maiko, why does it sound like a ranger's nickname?" ”

"Then we have to start with the battle with Wang Yue of the Sword Sect......" The female assassin immediately gossiped, "The two of them fought each other more than 300 times, so that the two swords collapsed, and finally Gongsun was defeated by Wang Yue's empty-handed white blade......"