Traps, Wooden Kite
At the same time, in Taoyuan Village.
It was afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly. The warm sunlight scattered on the ground, and the air was hot.
The entire Taoyuan Village was still windy and warm. On the street, the child from that day was fiddling with a wooden shelf that looked like a bird.
The child was sometimes calm and sometimes frowning, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with the wooden bird in front of him.
At the entrance of the ancestral hall, under the towering ancient tree, Village Chief Qin Mo, Guigu 'zi, and two middle-aged men sat around the destroyed Lanke chess table. Their eyes were filled with smiles as they looked at the children playing.
Zheng lay lazily under the sun, occasionally raising its head and yawning. It looked very satisfied.
At this moment, the child picked up the wooden bird and trotted to the four of them with a pleasantly surprised expression on his face.
First, he bowed to Qin Mo. Then, he raised the wooden bird in his hand toward one of the middle-aged men and said happily,""Master! I've already thought of how to add the reconnaissance function to this miniature wooden kite!”
The middle-aged man had a doting expression on his face as he patted the child's head and praised,""Tell me, what do you think?"
The child nodded and pondered." The previous wooden kites were too big and were not good for scouting. This small wooden kite is more suitable for modern scouting. As long as you add a mechanism in the center of the wooden kite and place a few smaller wooden sparrows, it will be completed!”
"If the wooden kite can write down everything on the ground and use the small wooden sparrow to send the written note back, it will be enough. Once it is completed, it will be of great use in the current world! It could easily avoid the detection methods of other countries and form a perfect reconnaissance!”
Then, the child frowned." However, I haven't figured out the mechanism of the writing. Also, the distance is a little limited.”
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a glint as he praised,""Very good. You're really talented to think of this. There's someone in the future who can use our mechanisms.”
The middle-aged man changed the topic." I've completed the writing mechanism. You can come when the sun sets."”
The child was stunned for a moment before he was overjoyed. He nodded his head vigorously."Yes!"
Then, the child bowed to Qin Mo again. He took the wooden kite and ran quickly into the alleys on both sides of the street, disappearing.
The middle-aged man looked at the alley where the child had disappeared, his eyes filled with admiration.
At this moment, Guigu 'zi smiled and said,""Master Luban, you are a promising disciple. Your disciple has inherited your legacy.”
If a modern person was present, they would definitely be shocked when they heard this middle-aged man's address.
This middle-aged man was actually the founder of the art of traps, the grandmaster craftsman, Lu Ban!
Lu Ban smiled faintly." This kid's skill with traps will definitely surpass mine in time."”
Then, he looked at Village Chief Qin Mo and said respectfully,""Lord Village Chief, I have a request.”
"It's fine to say it," Qin Mo said lightly.”
Lu Ban thought for a moment and said," Tomorrow is the day of our clan's worship. I want to go out and travel."”
Qin Mo raised his hand and pinched his fingers for a moment before he smiled and said,""You can go. Your journey this time is to respond to the future. It's also good fortune for you.”
"Thank you, Village Chief." Lu Ban cupped his hands and bowed.”
After saying that, the middle-aged man sitting at the side thought for a moment and said,"Holy Monk Bodhidharma has been traveling for a hundred years.”
As he spoke, he turned to look at the village chief.
Qin Mo shook his head." It will take some time. Saint Monk Bodhidharma still has one more thing to do. This matter is of great importance."”
Then, the middle-aged man turned to the side and muttered,""Back then, Holy Monk Bodhidharma only went to India once, and the Indians said that Holy Monk Bodhidharma was born in India.”
Guigu 'zi looked at the middle-aged man and interrupted,""Mr. Sun Wu, are you speaking up for Holy Monk Dharma again?”
If that person was still listening, he would definitely faint from shock.
The other middle-aged man was Sun Wu! The creator of Sun Tzu's Art of War, the ancestor of military tactics!
Sun Wu waved his hand and sighed deeply." I just thought of it for a moment. Besides, Indians are shameless."”
Guigu 'zi laughed,"I didn't expect that Mr. Sun Wu, who is so proficient in the art of war, would actually consider others."”
Sun Wu glared at Guigu 'zi but didn't say anything.
At this moment, Zheng, who was lying on the ground, yawned and came to the four of them. He let out a lazy howl,""You guys have been arguing for so many years. I'm tired of watching."
Guigu 'zi looked at Zheng meaningfully and teased,""Lord Zheng is still in the mood to listen to us old men quarreling. Aren't you going out for a walk today?”
Zheng raised his head and rolled his eyes at Guigu 'zi, then howled,""I'm not going out. I'm tired. The juniors outside are really annoying. I'm not in the mood to take a walk.”
The three of them burst out laughing. Qin Mo looked at Zheng with a smile.
At this moment, Lu Ban joked," We have all heard about Lord Zheng. You are so powerful that the wild beasts in the mountains follow your lead. How imposing."”
"Those juniors should be like this," Sun Wu chimed in.”
Right at this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard from the street.
The four of them turned their heads at the same time and saw a donkey appear on the street. On the donkey's back was a young man. His face was flushed red and he looked drunk.
This person was Mister Dongbi.
Mister Dongbi dismounted his donkey not far away and tied it to a small tree before walking toward the four of them.
Mister Dongbi came closer and bowed to Qin Mo. He said calmly,""Village chief, I've already done what you asked me to do.”
"Thank you, Mr. Dongbi." Qin Mo nodded.”
At this moment, Mister Dongbi looked troubled. He looked at the village chief and stammered,""Lord Village Chief, I have something I don't understand.”
Qin Mo didn't say anything and just looked at Mister Dongbi.
The three of them looked at Mister Dongbi with curiosity.
Mister Dongbi took a deep breath and said,""I wonder why Village Chief wants me to save that girl?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the three people present flashed and they turned to look at Qin Mo.
They had wanted to ask this question before, but they had been too embarrassed to ask it. They felt that it was a little rude, but now that Mister Dong Bi had asked it, their curiosity was aroused. They all wanted to know why.
Qin Mo's expression was gentle as he smiled and said,""Do you still remember the second grandson of the Yellow Emperor, An?”
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