What was inside, shining brightly under the candlelight, turned out to be a row of flying knives.
The calfskin bag is designed to be folded in half.
When unfolded, it becomes a rectangle.
Several card slots are sewn on the top with the same calfskin, and six flying knives are neatly arranged.
Xia Xiaodong took out one and took a closer look.
This flying knife is completely different from the commercial products I bought casually before.
Each knife is carried in a separate black shark leather soft scabbard, which looks like a rare high-end product.
Pulling it out and looking inside, I saw that the blade was extremely thin with a light blue light, obviously extremely sharp.
The handle of the knife is wrapped with a non-slip leather strap.
The entire knife does not have any superfluous things such as decorative emblems, and it looks extremely simple.
But not only does the handle feel very comfortable, but more importantly, the weight is very good, and I think the accuracy can be improved a lot.
"Can we find the way here?"
Xia Xiaodong was very concerned about this.
The knife "Don't Look Back" appeared on someone's neck, but after being investigated, it turned out that it was made by someone in a certain month of a certain year, and then was given to Ning.
"Of course such a knife has its origin."
Ning Junwu said with a smile, "But it won't be traced to me."
Such sophisticated knives cannot be made by ordinary blacksmith shops.
Whether it is the materials used, the craftsmanship or the person who made it, there should be well-documented records.
But since Ning Junwu said that he would not be traced, Xia Xiaodong believed him.
If Ning Junwu can't be traced, of course he won't be traced.
The main thing is that this knife is really good, so I’d better keep it for now.
"There's another thing inside."
Ning Junwu said, taking the calfskin bag and opening another layer.
It turned out that there was a compartment inside.
What he took out this time was a long and thin leather belt with a small flat iron box with holes on it.
Ning Junwu motioned to Xia Xiaodong to stretch out her hand and buckle the leather belt on her forearm.
It turned out to be something similar to a sleeve arrow.
"This is the Hundred Flower Needle."
Ning Junwu pointed to a position on the iron box: "Press hard to activate it.
Pay attention to keeping your hand down when firing, otherwise it will be nailed to your hand."
""Do I look so stupid?
Xia Xiaodong glared at Ning Junwu, moved his arms, and found that the Hundred Flowers Needle was very light and weighed almost nothing.
But it doesn't weigh much, which means the range and accuracy aren't very good.
Sure enough, Ning Junwu continued: "This thing can only shoot about two feet.
If you have to use it, you must pay attention to the distance."
If the shooting range is only two feet, there is no need to worry about accuracy.
It is impossible to miss at such a close range.
"Look," General Ning Jun turned Xia Xiaodong's arm over and showed her the position of the leather strap on the opposite side of the small iron box.
There is a buckle on it: "You can insert a throwing knife here, or it can be regarded as a set.
Bar."
This design is really good, I guess it was produced by a famous artist.
"Thank you."
Xia Xiaodong looked into Ning Junwu's eyes and said seriously.
Can you let go of my arm?
This position is very ambiguous.
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Xia Xiaodong thanked him and secretly pulled his arm back.
She didn't succeed.
Not only did he fail to pull it back, but he was pulled and his whole body was pulled into someone's arms.
"Don't be so cruel this time and make me faint."
This gesture obviously reminded Ning Junwu of what happened in Suzhou.
""Actually, Xia Xiaodong also remembered what happened that day, and secretly murmured in his heart, who told you to do anything without sincerity at that time.
"I sent you back two days ago."
Ning Junwu's voice paused, as if he was recalling his farewell in the quiet night: "I regretted it so much later."
"If I warm you up before letting you go, maybe you won't get sick.
Well, I'll make up for it today," Ning Junwu said with determination.
The arms behind his back suddenly tightened, and Xia Xiaodong's face immediately pressed against the warm chest.
No, no, you have to push him away quickly, kick him away, or even knock him out again.
How can you let him hug you so casually?
A small voice in Xia Xiaodong's heart was shouting.
But it's really warm.
It was a silent and long embrace.
Neither of them spoke anymore.
General Ning Junwu rested his chin on Xia Xiaodong's shoulder, while Xia Xiaodong put his ear against Ning Junwu's chest.
It feels so good to have such a girl that I can hold quietly.
It feels so good to have such a man that I can lean against quietly.
Princess Anning suddenly sat up from the bed, feeling as if there was an elephant from India pressing on her stomach.
Her head was dizzy, as if she had had a nightmare, but she couldn't remember what the content was.
"Water."
Her voice was very low, more like talking in her sleep.
The maid on night duty outside probably didn't hear her at all.
"Water, bring water!"
Princess An Ning shouted suddenly, and even she could hear the sound echoing in the room.
The sound of footsteps soon came from outside the tent, and the frightened maid knelt down and brought a cup of tea.
I was just thankful, because the princess didn't say anything, just took the tea and drank it.
In the blink of an eye, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.
She rolled to the ground, but was kicked over.
"Who told you to sleep if you are asleep?"
Princess An Ning's voice was filled with some inexplicable panic.
It seemed that only by scolding loudly could she confirm her own existence and her authority to deal with others.
"This slave is not asleep."
The maid struggled to get up and knelt down, defending in a low voice.
"You're still stubborn?"
Princess An Ning threw a pillow over and found that it had no power.
Then she leaned over and picked up an embroidered shoe, and started beating the maid head and face.
Although the surface of the embroidered shoes was soft, thin and embroidered with flowers, the soles were made of leather, and when pulled off they made a crackling sound that was very painful.
The maid didn't dare to stop him, let alone fight back.
She knelt there unable to move, and soon one of her cheeks turned purple from the slap.
Probably because Princess An Ning just screamed too loudly, the wet nurse hurried over quickly and hurriedly snatched the embroidered shoes from the princess's hands and advised: "Princess, please be careful because your hands are sore.
You won't be able to hold chopsticks tomorrow."
Then he said to the maid on the ground: "If you don't go down yet, let someone else serve you.
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I won't judge your fault until dawn tomorrow."
The maid kowtowed and retreated in tears.
Who would remember this when the sun comes up?
In fact, the wet nurse was protecting her, but the beating from the maid was in vain.
"Princess, what's the matter with you?
Since it's not a small day, you must have something on your mind."
The nurse knew Princess An Ning quite well.
"Is there no news about Auntie Song yet?"
Princess An Ning's eyes were blank.
Just as the nanny said, her arm was sore and soft after a quick round of whipping.
She could hardly lift it up, so she threw the embroidered shoe on the ground
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