Grandpa Ming taught at Yaozhou Medical College before he retired, and he was almost eighty years old, and he still looked like a handsome old man with a good demeanor.Especially a pair of eyes are particularly bright, Ming Xia seems to have nothing to hide from him since he was a child.Mingxia was stared at by his grandfather, a little weak-hearted, and he didn't believe in evil thoughts, even if the old man had a keen sense of smell, he wouldn't smell the bandages on his body a few days ago, right?
The claws are outstretched.Ming Xia sneered, this is not necessary, right?
Without further ado, Grandpa Ming made a posture to explore the pulse, hurry up.Ming Xia had no choice but to stretch out his hand.Grandpa Ming touched his pulse carefully, his brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself.Ming Xia paid attention to distinguish and heard what he said, no, how can you suffer internal injuries Ming Xia quietly complained in his heart: Why can't I suffer internal injuries?
What have you done?
Grandpa Ming frowned and looked at him, he couldn't carry it on his shoulders and couldn't lift it in his hands.Even if something happens, you don't need to charge into battle, right?
Ming Xia was thinking about how to praise himself subtly, when he heard Grandpa Ming add again, just your soft meat, it's not that material.Ming Xia, Grandpa Ming taught him, you are not young anymore, isn't your life more important than anything else?
Don't just run to see the excitement when there's something going on.Immature!
Mingxia can't cry or laugh, I know, grandpa.Grandpa Ming is still not very relieved, what medicine have you taken?
This flavor is opened by Hu Tiancheng?
Mingxia, oh my God, Mingxia thought to himself that he could finally be sure that his grandfather had the blood of a youkai.With this sensitive sense of smell, who can believe that it is not a monster?
Grandpa Ming snorted dissatisfiedly, and your grandfather is also going to pretend to be a ghost?
Isn't Mingxia a little confused, our family actually has a relationship with Hu Lao?
Grandpa Ming didn't answer this question directly, and said vaguely, it is no secret that he happened to be in the old city some time ago.Besides, he was very talented in potions back then, and after so many years, it is normal for him to make some progress.Mingxia felt that what his grandfather said was a little sour.Is this medicine good?
Before Ming Xia, he still doubted whether this medicine would work, because the dosage that Hu Lao prescribed him was the same as Tu Qing in the form of a rabbit.Grandpa Ming nodded, just right for your symptoms.Mingxia's heart beat faster, and she always felt as if her grandfather knew something.But when he wanted to probe his grandfather's tone, the old man quietly bypassed the topic.There is no need to face any unacceptable truth, Ming Xia is actually relieved.But at the same time, he also has a lot of uncertainties in his heart about the secrets of the old city and the secrets in the bloodline of the Ming family, does his grandfather also know it?
Mingxia accompanied the old man to eat uncertainly, and took a taxi to the company with a bag of love brand food prepared for him by Grandma Ming.Mingxia's grandparents also know about his work and know that he will have to sleep and sleep in the company for the next period of time.Although the company has a canteen, in the end it is still more delicious to make things at home, and Grandma Ming's hometown is in Sichuan, and she is very good at making some Shu-flavored side dishes.Especially the beef spicy sauce she made, even a person with a tricky taste like Wen Liang couldn't be fascinated after eating it once.Sure enough, as soon as Ming Xia opened the door of the workshop, he heard Wen Liang say in surprise: Yo, this is from my grandparents' house, right?
Did you bring your signature hot sauce?
Tomorrow summer, it was almost two o'clock at this time, and Wen Liang didn't know what he was busy with, and he had just begun to enjoy his belated lunch.Mingxia leaned over and looked at the braised pork ribs and fried small yellow croaker in the lunch box, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't eat vegetables?
Wen Liang took chopsticks and ordered the two green onions between the ribs, na, isn't this a dish?
In the summer, Wen Liang stretched out a hand and hurriedly took it out.Ming Xia helplessly flipped through his pockets and served grandma's brand beef hot sauce with both hands.Wen Liang immediately showed a slanderous look that was about to drip down his saliva, and with his gentle face, it was impossible to look at directly.Wen Liang is in his thirties, and he looks like a Sven scholar, but he is actually a tricky obsessive-compulsive disorder.On his workbench, even each pencil has a fixed position.If you accidentally put something wrong, in addition to being sprayed, you will also be punished to clean the corridor or wash the toilet Ming Xia has been extremely honored to enjoy this kind of treatment.Wen Liang used to take the engineering materials and mechanical construction courses in the next summer class.In Ming Xia's senior year, Wen Liang participated in the development of a commercial project between the school and Feiteng Company, and Ming Xia followed into Feiteng Company as Wen Liang's assistant.In terms of personnel relations, he belongs to Wen Liang's personal assistant, and his salary is also paid by Wen Liang.As for the relationship between Wen Liang and the school and Feiteng Company, Ming Xia also knew about it, but he didn't care very much.Being around Wen Liang and being able to get in touch with the most cutting-edge materials and processes is what attracts him the most about this job.I went and tested the material.Wen Liang picked beef in the hot sauce bottle with confidence, and assigned him a task, you hide for more than half a month, the dirty work is left to the teacher, and the condolence call doesn't know what is the use of calling a teacher to support you?
Ming Xia, Ming Xia worked hard.There are several small storage boxes stacked on the workbench, which contain samples of arrows that have just been sent from the workshop.This is a batch of new alloy triangular arrows suitable for compound bows, the smooth lines of the arrows carry the familiar Wen style of Ming Xia, and the appearance has been slightly adjusted, and the length and weight have been increased.Ming Xia weighed the weight of the arrow, and suddenly remembered the sparks that exploded on the body of the water fly that he saw when he shrank in the ruins, and couldn't help but ask Wen Liang, teacher, have you ever seen any particularly powerful bows and crossbows, which are the kind that can easily penetrate the skin of a python when an arrow is shot?
Ming Xia would ask such a question because among the thousands of weapons that exist in this world, he only knows bows and crossbows.And the impact of the water fly on him was too great, and every time I thought about it, I shuddered.What's especially bad is that this thing is still running, who knows if we will meet again in a narrow road somewhere?
When I think about it this way, I feel that this world is so insecure!
Bows don't work.With your small physique, you can't pull it even with a powerful bow.The crossbow was very serious and thought about it, but there was hope for the crossbow.However, it also has to do with the structure and material of the crossbow itself.How do you think of asking this?
Ask casually.Ming Xia put the arrow back in his hand, in fact, I was thinking, what should I do if I encounter the kind of behemoth in "Python Disaster" in the wild?
Wen Liang gave him serious advice, hurry up and kneel down and make a formal prayer before death.In the summer of tomorrow, Wen Liang suddenly asked him, are all the previous samples still kept?
Ming Xia was stunned for a moment, did you mean me?
I remember you used to make a model of a ten, word, crossbow?
Is it still there?
Of course.As soon as Ming Xia talked about his design results, he suddenly forgot about the not so pleasant conversation just now, and his eyebrows were about to shake with excitement, which was transformed on the basis of the standard, military, use, and crossbow.In addition to the appearance of the adjustments, the most intelligent modification is the trigger system ouch, this is not me blowing, after I changed it so much, the feel is light and the swing is small, and the shooting accuracy has also been improved.Mingxia, huh?
Ah what, a cool bowl of rice mixed with two large spoons of hot sauce, eating mouth is red, inhaling unsatisfied, there is a government cooperation project recently, need to make some improvements to the army, use, ten, words, crossbows, I think of your model Well, some places still use the brain, not in vain with me to eat.Ming Xia Wangtian rolled his eyes.Listen, this is how Teacher Wen compliments his students.What kind of government department, armed police?
Ming Xia remembers reading some reports before, for urban anti-terrorism, the cold weapon of ten, word, crossbow can avoid the explosion of flammable and explosive materials such as gas and oil cans to the greatest extent, so it has an irreplaceable role in anti-terrorism raids.Wen Liang shook his head, it is not the application of urban anti-terrorism, but it needs to adapt to jungle warfare.I remember that your crossbow was adjusted in size.It is better than standard, military, use, and crossbow to be more suitable for complex field environments.Mingxia's heart moved.Where else is there a jungle near Yaozhou besides Xishan?
This cooperative unit, can't it be the sixth group?!
Chapter 32 Ordinary families assigned new tasks because of the warmth, and they didn't go back to the dormitory after getting off work next summer, so they took a taxi home.Mingxia's home is on Jianghua Road two streets away from Feiteng Company, a half-old commercial community, the conditions in all aspects are not good, the only valuable thing is that the community is in a good location, especially a few high-rise residences, the view is particularly good, standing by the window you can see most of the Jianghua Park and the open river in the distance.Mingxia's house is on the top floor, and the first floor of the attic was all opened up during the renovation and transformed into Mingxia's workshop.On the window side of the workshop is a large workbench and some necessary equipment, and a wall next to the workbench is arranged as a target wall.The other two walls are covered with all kinds of bows and arrows, including all kinds of bows and arrows that are common in modern clubs, as well as imitations of bows and crossbows that are representative of various dynasties.These are all Ming Xia's collections, and there is a cabinet dedicated to Ming Xia's own works.The reformed army that Wen Liang had seen was also included in it.When the army, crossbow was renovated in the first place in the next summer, it was the need for woodland hunting that was considered, especially the wild environment where the natural features were maintained well.Therefore, the crossbow had to be small enough to be strong enough to be sleek enough to minimize the impact of branch scratches.Ming Xia took this crossbow and pondered over and over again, and always felt that there was room for further modification.The most important problem now is that this is just an ordinary soldier and weapon, which is more than enough to deal with people and ordinary animals, but if you want to deal with a big demon of the level of Shui Ji and Shui Yu, it is simply a joke.Not to mention any fatal wounds, that layer of snake skin will never be penetrated.Mingxia knew that Wen Liang was researching new composite materials that could make bows and strings, and it was said that samples had already come out, but the data had not yet had time to be tested.Whether it meets the requirements will have to wait for the data to come out.Ming Xia was busy, and the phone rang, and when I picked it up, it was an unfamiliar number.As soon as the phone was connected, I heard a crisp voice calling him, Ming Xia!
Qingqiu?
A surprise next summer, have you learned to call?
Not yet.Qingqiu was not depressed because he couldn't call, but was full of interest, it was Nanjiang who asked me to speak, and as soon as I said it, your voice appeared.Ming Xia couldn't help laughing, where are you?
I was in the car in Nanjiang.Qingqiu said in admiration: Ming Xia, the house you live in is so high.In the past, there was a national teacher who lived on the spire of the pagoda, and he was very spiritual!
But that tower isn't as tall as yours!
Mingxia laughed, are you downstairs?
Come on.Nanjiang said let me go up by myself, he has something urgent to find your boss.Qingqiu asked him uneasily, do you want to come to the window to pick me up?
I'm going to fly up.Mingxia ran to the balcony and opened the window to look down.The outside of the attic was originally a terrace, but it was sealed off by Ming's mother on the grounds that it was unsafe and transformed into a flower room.But then they didn't live at home all the year round, and the flower room slowly became a utility room for stacking materials next summer.Ming Xia saw a black off-road vehicle parked on the sidewalk downstairs, and Nanjiang leaned against the car door and looked upstairs with his neck tilted.Seeing him poke his head out, he beckoned to him.Then, a small black shadow flew up to the top floor with a whirlwind, and while flapping its wings, it was still babbling and whining, oh my mother, I'm tired, why is it so Gao Mingxia reached out to catch it, and then looked downstairs, the black off-road vehicle had gone around the green belt downstairs.Mingxia was a little puzzled, why is it so busy that there is no time to come up for a cup of tea?
You said that Nanjiang went to my boss, and Ming Xia confirmed with Qingqiu, is it Teacher Wen?
It's Mr.
Wen.When Qingqiu said the term teacher, there was obvious respect in his tone, and Nanjiang said that there was something important to ask for advice.Ming Xia thought of his previous guess, Nanjiang they are going to enter the mountain?
Yes, I've been going into the mountains lately.Qingqiu replied while curiously looking at Mingxia's workshop, is this your study?
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It hasn't seen many modern houses, and there are many things here that make it curious about next summer.He didn't recognize the equipment on the workbench, but he still knew a lot of bows and crossbows hanging in the room.This is Don, the bow.Qingqiu's eyes lit up, this is the divine arm, the bow.Ming Xia explained with a smile that they were all imitations, and I made them myself according to the drawings.Qingqiu patted him on the back, Xiao Xia, you are so amazing!
You know this, and it's amazing.Qingqiu didn't think so, what kind of power is this, I went to a private school, and later went to a famous academy to study.The six arts of a gentleman must be learned.Ming Xia, I forgot about the ancient teaching content and the bow and horse.Mingxia asked him, what is the matter with Nanjiang looking for Teacher Wen?
Qingqiu thought about it, and said uncertainly: It seems to say that the mission has failed, and he wants to find a new way?
It tilted its head and looked at Ming Xia, your husband also knows how to catch demons?
Is he a Heavenly Master?
As soon as it asked like this, the grade of the master fell down suddenly.I can't cry or laugh next summer, my teacher is engaged in the research and development of sporting goods, and it has nothing to do with catching monsters.Saying that, my heart suddenly moved, the so-called sporting goods, used at the right time and place, aren't they soldiers and weapons?
The bows and crossbows they designed and manufactured, in the eyes of those who really love them, are not just collections or toys, but a kind of emotional sustenance for the tracing of a long time, the fighting nature in the bloodline, ability, fighting spirit and passion.The more Ming Xia thought about it, the more fascinate he became.Qingqiu happily jumped around on the workbench next summer.There are many things on display here that it doesn't recognize, and it's a bit messy, but it's full of the atmosphere of summer, and it feels like it's being accepted and allowed to enter private territory.Ming Xia, Ming Xia, Qingqiu happily shouted to him, it is so far to see here.Ming Xia came back to his senses and remembered that this was the first time Qingqiu had come to the house as a guest, were you hungry?
What do you want to eat?
No one has lived in the family during this time, but when I came back just now, I bought some fruit at the entrance of the community.For dinner, he originally planned to order takeout.Because he probably won't have time to come back in the next few days, he naturally can't think of going grocery shopping or meat.