Chapter 248

The reason why Qin Murong makes guns now is that he is idle!

The structure of the bullet is too complicated, but copper is a very good metal to get, and no matter how much he wastes, the iron old man will not be distressed.

This kind of material conversion also makes iron old man very happy.

Qin Murong took out the fireclay from his belt, patted off the wax balls on it, and revealed something that looked like plasticine. He could play with it in his hands and squeeze it into various shapes.

It's just This thing will explode as soon as it gets a little spark! And the transmissibility is very strong, as long as it is pure fire mud, almost in an instant can chain reaction to a cubic meter so big!

In other words, this small piece can almost explode at the same time.

And the faster the chain reaction, the higher the final energy will be. Of course, the higher the requirements for the strength of the gun itself and the physical quality of the shooter.

The recoil force is frightening!

After two or three hours of hard work, Qin Murong was shocked to find that the manufacture of bullets was much simpler than he imagined. He thought it was very complicated, but as long as he thought it out in his mind, he could carve it out quickly by walking from his heart!

If you think about it carefully, you can see that his hands have become more skillful after this period of exercise, and his fingers have become more powerful and have enough control because they have carved too much metal, so it's very easy for this kind of copper thing!

It's like a person who learns to trim his feet. First, he has to cut bamboo. Hard bamboo and sharp knife. After one or two years of cutting, his fingers will grind a seam, so that his hand can be stable. After one cut, all his toenails will be cut off, but none of them will hurt his skin.

All the cleverness comes from powerful force, because control originally needs strength, stable strength.

Qin Murong quickly made a bullet. In terms of primer, he only needed two small flints, which corresponded to each other and kept a certain distance. When the bottom of the bullet was hit, the two flints would collide together and send out sparks. Mars would touch the firemud through the thin tube, and the firemud would explode and push out the bullet. Then the cartridge case would fly out directly from the side. It was a semi-automatic pistol .

All done well, Qin Murong carefully installed the warhead, the sealing is very good, it looks very solid.

He was relieved, wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, grinned and said, "it's not easy, it's not easy!"

As for whether it can be used or not, Qin Murong does not know.

Anyway A small handmade product is made by him, which is quite happy.

Other people still don't know what he's doing. They look at it curiously, but they don't know what he's doing.

"Is this a nail? However, the former section is so blunt and heavy ore is used. It seems that the effect is not great. "

The iron old man said.

Qin Murong laughed bitterly.

Making nails out of bullets?

It's not impossible But when you hit the hammer, it's easy to hurt yourself.

The iron old man looked at the "nail" and asked curiously: "this kind of heavy money, why use this? It's too heavy. It's usually put on the handle to balance the weight and adjust the center of gravity of the blade. "

Qin Murong said: "the heavier this kind of thing is, the better. The heavier it is, the farther it flies and the stronger its penetration."

"Flying? Penetration? Is it a hidden weapon? "

"Well!"

Qin Murong nodded heavily and said, "that's right. It's a kind of hidden weapon."

"Oh, yes!" Iron old man praised: "for concealed weapons, the old man also knows some, generally make the concealed weapons of the opposite sex, are very powerful."

Qin Murong said with a smile, "that's right."

Iron old man looked at two eyes, feel dull, left, busy with their own things.

Qin Murong took a deep breath, struck while the iron was hot, got several more, and finally made nine. They were all installed in the clip, pulled the bolt, and the bullets popped out directly. He reached out and caught them in turn. The whole process was very smooth. It was obvious that there was no burr or gap left in the fine work, and there was no resistance when he applied a little oil.

Qin Murong satisfied with the bullet into the clip again, and then put the long barrel pistol into his arms, thinking that he should make some gilt patterns on it, at least it should look better.

After all, it's a dress No, it's a powerful tool to enhance the deterrent power!

However, if we really want to use it, Qin Murong still feels that it is not reliable.

Before, Feng Xiaoxiao showed him a concealed weapon, which was similar to a sleeve arrow. At that time, it seemed that he bought it from a building and said it was for Qin Murong's self-defense.

Qin Murong asked, is that good for experts?

The wind is small but silent.

Qin Murong knew the answer.

Together is to give their own courage!

So with a kind of cynicism and indifference, he activated the spring of the sleeve arrow, and then, almost at the same time, ten feet away, a metal nail was inserted into the column. Qin Murong went to have a look, and painstakingly pulled out the metal nail. He found that it was just this thorn, which was more than half a foot into the wood!He also judged the time from the spring to the metal nail hitting the column Absolutely less than a second, even less than half a second.

More than ten feet is forty or fifty meters. The speed of the arrow is not much slower than that of the pistol. In addition, the metal nail is at least two or two heavy. I'm afraid the pistol can't match the damage it can cause

And this, also can't deal with master?

Qin Murong didn't believe it. He insisted on it.

So Feng Xiaoxiao did an experiment with him.

Feng Xiaoxiao stands five Zhang away and asks Qin Murong to shoot her.

Where is Qin Murong willing? Although the sleeve arrow has a slide inside, it is not rifled after all. The metal nail is hard and inelastic, which affects its accuracy.

It's a small shot in the wind accidentally. Don't you want to cry to death?

But Feng Xiaoxiao's demand with the tone of command, Qin Murong did not have the courage to resist, so he tried.

It's just that the target is two feet away from fengxiao's side. Even if it's not accurate, it's absolutely impossible to shoot her.

When the spring starts, the metal nail goes crazy

At the same time, Feng Xiaomei frowned and suddenly disappeared from the original place

Stride, grip, draw sword, chop make smooth reading!

Beep, in fact, is two, metal nails have been divided into two pieces, at the same time hit the wall in front of, bounce, fell on the ground.

Feng Xiaoxiao just took back the sword, frowned and asked, "why is it so crooked? Didn't you come for me? "

Qin Murong's eyes twitched for a long time. Then he looked at the arrow in his hand and threw it away.

The speed of this sleeve arrow is 200 meters per second!

It's less than a tenth of a second from her.

For ordinary people, that is shorter than blinking, almost negligible.

But in this short tenth of a second, Feng Xiaoxiao first confirmed the position of the crossbow, and then cut a sword on the 720 km / h crossbow, one sword in two sections! And also across the distance of two Zhang

Looking at the small air of the wind, it's obvious that there's still something left.

This

It's not human at all!

If you look at it from a physical point of view, when Feng Xiaoxiao waves his arm, the acceleration will make the sword weigh ten thousand jin! But it's easy to control.

Qin Murong doesn't know if Superman can do such a thing, and can't verify it, but in a word He understood the power of the world.

It was at that time that Qin Murong gave up the idea of making guns.

Hot air balloon or something is still very good. It's better than guns

Qin Murong laughed awkwardly, then sighed and said, "I never feel how dangerous I am. I always feel that I still have the chance to avoid anything, whether it's an assassin or a killer, but I see what you just did I knew I was wrong, so you must protect me

"Well."

She wasn't hurt at that time.

But even if it is amnesia, at this time the wind is still small to protect him.

Qin Murong shook his head and found that he thought a little too much.

With a wry smile, she threw away her unhappiness and strode to the children's room.

After several tasks, we all kept up with Qin Murong's rhythm. Even Xiao Cao, who has no talent, can carve things in the simplest shape.

"Today, I'm going to let you play freely. You can carve whatever you want. You can use as much material as you like. Anyway, there are not many other things in it, that is, there are many trees. I'll come back to see the situation in ten days, but this time there is no punishment for good or bad. Only those that have not been carved will be punished. OK."

With that, Qin Murong turned and left, saying nothing at all, not even giving the children a chance to talk to him.

When Qin Murong came to the door, the doctor followed him, sighed and said, "Sir, why don't you stay a little longer? These children miss you very much and want to talk to you more. They are looking forward to the stars and the moon, but they are looking forward to you, but you are like this It's always a bit disappointing to turn around and go. "

"Failed?"

Qin Murong touched his nose and said, "I've saved their lives and given them the ability to settle down. Am I still failing?"

"This..." The doctor was stunned, and then immediately said: "it's old and dumb."

Qin Murong curled his lips and said: "in fact, there is no way. Such a big child is most likely to rely on others, or even be attached to them. Whoever is good to them, they will dig their heart out. But I don't want them to be people who like to rely on others. After all, they are not like me. They want to live in this valley or in the outer city. Who can be trusted in this valley, including you? It's a habit to rely on or not to rely on. It's good to be used to it. "Some doctors don't quite understand, but they always feel that Qin Murong's words seem very deep, as if there are a lot of contents in them.

Qin Murong went back to his residence, or wind's little room.

He looked a little lonely, went into the room, went straight to the bed to lie down, and then looked at the ceiling, speechless.

Feng Xiao put down her raised foot and asked, "what's the matter? What's wrong? "

"Man is a strange creature. When he is busy, he can think of nothing, but when he suddenly gets relaxed from his busy life, he will jump out of his mind a lot of messy things, which make people upset." Qin Murong sighed for a long time. He didn't know why he suddenly became lonely.

Feng Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and said, "let me be busy."

"There are so many things."

Qin Murong gave a bitter smile and said, "I don't know what happened But I want to be less busy. "

"I'm afraid to see something that makes me feel powerless."

"Well..."

Qin Murong was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and suddenly sighed again.

"Out of the city of Daliang in the East, we can hear the song. In the mountains, the setting sun is flat and the autumn wind is blowing. I want to be bitter in the cold window. I sacrifice longevity in the book. I turn my head to clear the frost and fight with heaven. "

With that, he reached out and held Feng's little hand in his palm. He gently rubbed her palmprint with his thumb. Then he sighed and said, "before, I thought I had promised you, so I didn't want to fight against the seven killers, but now I find that What is love over time? Even if it's a dilapidated cave full of scars, I'm not willing to overturn it from my heart. You said Am I a little too soft hearted? "

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't understand what Qin Murong was saying, but said frankly, "isn't it good to be softhearted?"

"No, not at all."

Qin Murong gave a bitter smile and said, "what I was going to do is Fight with heaven

"Then there is no dispute."

"No dispute? No, I can't. The price is too high and I'm reluctant to lose too much. "

"Well, it's really tangled."

"Yes, it's a special tangle."

"Well, let's be casual. No matter what happens in the future, just look at the present?"

"How do you say it like you're escaping?"

"Isn't it good to escape?"

"It's not..." Qin Murong blinked his eyes, then couldn't help laughing, said: "also, it's not good, just run away, there's nothing bad."

Then he stretched out, took off his coat, put his pistol beside him, and went to bed with the quilt in his arms.

Feng Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes and said, "the way you escape is to sleep?"

"Sleep is the best. There's everything in your dreams."

"Well So it is

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, looked at the pistol and asked, "what's this?"

"Hidden weapon."

"Such a big concealed weapon? It won't be dark. It's about the same thing. "

Qin Murong said with a smile, "do you know its function? Do you know what it can do? "

"Well I don't know. "

"It's a hidden weapon. You don't know what it will do next. It's a hidden weapon. It doesn't matter whether you can see it or not."

Wind small doubt way: "we say is not concealed weapon?"

"Yes, it's a hidden weapon."

"Oh."

This kind of saying should be put on conspiracy rather than concealed weapons.

Conspiracy is not to say that you can know when you see it.

Just as no one knows what Qin Murong is doing in this valley, they all see it, but they can't see the future.

Plot or conspiracy? No, no one said it well.

Qin Murong had a good sleep.

I don't know if it's because Feng Xiaoxiao seldom chats with him, or if he's too tired these days, or for some other reason, Qin Murong has a good sleep.

I woke up several times in the middle, but I just drank some water and went to sleep again.

When I really wake up, it's dark.

"I didn't sleep for one hour, did I?"

Feng Xiaoxiao came by and said, "twelve hours, one more hour."

"More than a day and a night?"

Qin Murong was a little surprised.

Feng Xiaoxiao put down the basin in his hand, sat down beside Qin Murong, touched the pulse for him, and then said with a sigh of relief: "it should be that I'm too tired recently. Although it's been some time, I'm still recovering from internal injury. Moreover, the skill that Qiu shangshuang lost to you has not been thoroughly digested. If you relax a little, your body won't be very good."

"Oh, yes."

"That's it?" Wind small frowned."Ah, that's it. What else?"

Qin Murong was puzzled.

Wind small flat mouth way: "why not thank me to take care of you all the time?"

Qin Murong blinked his eyes, then said with a bitter smile: "you are really a serious amnesia."

"Why do you say that?"

"If you don't have amnesia, you won't ask about this kind of nutrition."

Qin Murong turned around and held her by the wrist. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "can you sing children's songs?"

"Then where can I?"

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't break away from his arm.

But I don't know why, subconsciously opened his mouth, a strange but gentle voice from his mouth.

It's a nursery rhyme. It's a strange nursery rhyme. Feng Xiaoxiao feels that she has never heard of it, but she doesn't know why she sings it out of her mouth.

Qin Murong is very satisfied, smiling and nodding, even went to sleep in the past.

The wind small facial expression a tight, hasten to pull up his wrist to put pulse, one after burning incense Kung Fu, she just relaxed breath, gently put down his arm, tuck into the quilt, then sit beside, softly murmur: "the internal fire finally retreated."