Dafeng Night Watchman-Chapter 720 The Ugliest Sister-in-Law

"Dangdangdang......"

In the alchemy room on the seventh floor of the Sitianjian, Song Qing rolled up his sleeves, holding a purple-gold hammer and a pair of tongs of the same color, and stood in front of the anvil to forge steel.

His white clothes were covered with black ash, his forehead was sweating, and with thick dark circles under his eyes, he looked like he would die suddenly at any time.

After forging out the impurities, Song Qing took out a dark-gold nail, aimed at the iron embryo, and hit the nail head hard with a sledgehammer.

With a harsh sound, the dark-gold nail pierced through the iron embryo.

"There is no comparison, there is absolutely no comparison..."

Song Qing shook his head regretfully: "What material is the Demon Sealing Nail made of? Is there really such a metal in the world?"

The Demon Sealing Nail in his hand was brought back by Sun Xuanji, who was entrusted by the alchemy wizard Xu Ningyan to give the Demon Sealing Nail to Song Qing.

Master Xu is indeed a genius who is willing to dedicate everything to alchemy. He is Song Qing's confidant and contributed such an important artifact to the Sitianjian for research.

Master Xu contributed the magic nail with only one request, that is, he hoped that the alchemists would imitate the magic nail.

The alchemists were very moved.

Master Xu not only contributed the artifact, but also entrusted them with important tasks.

At this time, a white-clothed magician walked into the alchemy room quickly and said loudly:

"Brother Song, the supervisor teacher asked you to send this box to the bottom of the building and give it to Senior Sister Zhong..."

Supervisory teacher...... Song Qing took the wooden box with some doubts and asked:

"What is it?"

The white-clothed magician shook his head: "The supervisor teacher said that only Senior Sister Zhong can open it."

Song Qing has always been a disciple with his own ideas (rebellion). Hearing this, he directly tried to open the box, but failed to open it.

"Okay!"

Song Qing nodded, holding a half-foot wide and one-foot long wooden box, left the alchemy room, followed the stairs to the lobby on the first floor, and then passed through the iron door behind the hall and entered the underground.

The footsteps echoed in the quiet underground, and the oil lamps dyed everything with a warm and soft orange color.

Song Qing sniffed the faint stale smell in the air. Most of the white-robed magicians of the Sitianjian were outside, either serving in the army or traveling to save people, and they had less time to open the door for Zhong Li to breathe.

Passing through the dark and long corridor, Song Qing stopped at the door of a forbidden room and looked inside through the air window on the door.

Zhong Li sat cross-legged in the corner, sitting quietly.

"Junior Sister Zhong!"

Song Qing pushed open the door, walked in front of her, and sat cross-legged: "Teacher Jianzheng asked me to give it to you."

Zhong Li opened her eyes and took the wooden box. The moment she took it, the lock tongue automatically popped open.

Opening the lid, a half-arm-long wooden hammer lay in the box covered with yellow silk cloth.

The wooden hammer was light brown, the handle was shiny from rubbing, and the hammer head and handle were engraved with fine array patterns.

Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Song Qing.

Song Qing happened to look down, and the brothers and sisters looked at each other and said in unison:

"The messy life hammer!"

Song Qing suddenly realized and said, "No wonder the supervisor teacher said that you have to open the box. This broken thing can't be used by anyone except you."

According to the supervisor teacher, the messy life hammer was made casually when he was young.

Hitting someone's head with this hammer can change their fate, but the good or bad fate is uncontrollable, and the fate of the person holding the hammer and the person being hit will be changed together.

People are divided into different levels, and all walks of life have their own destiny.

If the fate is definitely changed, it will be punished by heaven and the life span will be halved.

In other words, this broken hammer will not only cause unpredictable changes in a person's fate, but also halve their lifespan.

However, Zhong Li is an exception, because her fate now belongs to "heavenly punishment", and the chaotic hammer can't change such a bad fate, so she can avoid side effects.

"Why did the teacher give you this thing?"

Song Qing looked at a loss: "Although you are now a prophet, you will suffer all kinds of disasters, and the chaotic hammer can't do anything. But if you use it to randomly change other people's fate, your disaster will be aggravated."

Zhong Li shook her head and put the hammer away silently.

"Alas, when Caiwei is not in the Sitianjian, I feel that the entire stargazing tower is quiet. Junior Sister Zhong, Senior Brother has to go back to refine the weapon, so I'm leaving first." Song Qing stood up, pushed away and left.

.......

Far overseas.

The White Emperor, with white scales like jade, a bull nose, crocodile lips and a lion mane, stepped on the sea with four hooves.

The waves are endless, and the sky is the sky. Apart from the sky, there is only the vast ocean.

Baidi found the destination accurately on this sea where it is difficult to tell the direction.

He lowered his head and stared at the sea under his hooves. His blue eyes lit up with a deep and dark light, like a whirlpool.

A whirlpool appeared on the sea surface, which quickly expanded into a large whirlpool with a diameter of tens of meters, and white foam surged.

Baidi plunged into the whirlpool, and after a while, he rushed out of the whirlpool with a curved spear that looked like bone, stone, gold and jade in his mouth.

He galloped with four hooves, like a horse, and dissipated in the sky.

The whirlpool slowly calmed down, and the ocean returned to its original state.

.......

Dongling City.

The city was built on the top of the city. Xu Pingfeng stood on the top of the city, his white clothes fluttering, and his posture was like a banished immortal.

He held a pot of wine in his hand and looked to the north.

......

Yunzhou Central Army Camp.

Carts carrying heavy loads were going in and out of the camp, and the lower-level soldiers were repeating the work of guarding and patrolling, waiting to go out at any time.

Compared with the Yunzhou army fighting on three fronts, the 30,000-strong Central Army was the most intact, and the elite had been resting and recuperating, ready to fight at any time.

After a month, the camp had hardly sent out any troops.

At this time, as winter gradually came to an end, the lower-level soldiers were fine, with limited experience, but the middle and high-level generals began to sit still.

They realized that as spring approached, the advantages and disadvantages between themselves and Dafeng would begin to reverse step by step.

So, the voices of going out to fight became more and more numerous and louder.

To this day, more than a dozen middle and high-level generals knelt outside the general's tent, "forcing" Qi Guangbo to send troops.

Among them was Zhuo Haoran, who was demoted from the left army lieutenant to the deputy lieutenant of the assault camp.

"General, we can't delay any longer. If we don't take Qingzhou this winter, it will be extremely difficult for our army to reach the capital after the Spring Festival."

Zhuo Haoran, whose left eye was gray and unable to see, roared:

"I only want to die, but please let me die on the battlefield, please send troops."

The generals around him echoed him. Although they looked down on Zhuo Haoran, the defeated general, their positions at this time were the same.

After a while of commotion, just when the generals thought they had returned without success, the military tent was opened.

Qi Guangbo was dressed in military uniform, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, his eyes calm and his face indifferent. He glanced at the generals, not angry, but smiled and said:

"You can hold on until now, you still have some patience."

Zhuo Haoran, who had only one eye, was surprised and said:

"General?"

Qi Guangbo said in a deep voice:

"Zhuo Haoran, you buried 6,000 elite soldiers in Songshan County, you should be punished by military law. This general cherishes your talent and spares your life. Now I ask you, do you want to atone for your sins?"

Zhuo Haoran said loudly:

"If you can avenge your shame, you can die and : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :

In the city wall on the top of the city wall, Miao Youfang's angry voice came:

"No regrets for making a move, Mo Sang, I taught you Go, which can only be learned by scholars in the Central Plains, and this is how you repay me?

"Humph, barbarians are barbarians."

Then came Mo Sang's voice:

"Is this a very popular game among the people in the Central Plains? It's not that difficult, am I the legendary seed of reading?"

Miao Youfang sneered:

"What do you know? This is called the great way is simple. The simpler the thing, the deeper the knowledge.

"Look, I can place these five chess pieces horizontally, vertically, or diagonally. I can also place them on both sides first and then in the middle. There are many ways to play, and the steps are unpredictable."

Mo Sang, who had already put on light armor, scratched his head:

"Although what you said makes sense, I still think it's very simple. I am indeed a bookworm. After the war, I will stay in your Central Plains and take the top exam before returning. My father will be very happy."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Cijiu, who was chewing a steamed bun, finished checking the city defense equipment and heard this conversation as soon as he stepped into the threshold of the city.

Miao Youfang said while guarding against Mo Sang stealing chess pieces:

"Let's play Go again. Go is the way of a gentleman."

Xu Erlang thought to himself that this crude warrior could actually play chess? He looked closely and saw that the black and white chess pieces were connected in a line one, two, and three at a time. The longest line was four pieces. No matter whether it was white or black, the line would be cut off after four pieces were connected.

"You, you call this Go?"

Xu Erlang looked at him strangely.

"Isn't it?" Miao Youfang asked back. Before Xu Erlang could speak, he said "Hey" proudly:

"Don't think that playing Go is the privilege of you scholars. In fact, it's not that difficult. With my intelligence, I can figure out the trick in a cup of tea.

"I didn't know how to play Go before, I was just fooled by you scholars."

Mo Sang echoed:

"I think it's simple too. Lord Xu, do you think I can be the top scholar like you? We haven't had a top scholar in southern Xinjiang yet."

I think your Central Plains dialect has become standard......Xu Xinnian chewed a steamed bun:

"Brother Miao, who taught you how to play Go?"

Miao Youfang made moves quickly and replied:

"Your sister-in-law."

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Xu Xinnian was stunned: "Which one? "

Which one? Miao Youfang was also stunned, and after thinking carefully, he said:

"The ugliest one."

Xu Xinnian recalled carefully, but couldn't guess who he was talking about.

"Just tell me the name."

"Mu Nanzhi."

Who is Mu Nanzhi? Forget it. If I have a chance to meet her in the future, remember to tell her that Miao Youfang said she is ugly...Xu Xinnian secretly wrote it down, then bowed to the two talented comrades, and went to read military books.

The scholar's mind is versatile and basic operations.