Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 206 Self-injection!

Chapter 206: Throw yourself into the trap!

The old craftsman gave a happy "hey" and nodded, "That's right, I have some weapon pictures in my collection, I have been studying them all the time, but I still don't understand them very well, ah... can you help me look, my lord. "

Ling Xiyue tilted her head slightly and looked at him.

The old craftsman rubbed his calloused hands against his clothes in front of him, feeling a little embarrassed, "If it's troublesome, then forget it."

The little girl in front of him possesses special skills, and even the king calls her elder sister. It seems that she has a noble status. His request is indeed a bit rash, and looking at her fair appearance, she is not from their grassland.

In other places, there are many rules.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiyue smiled, "Why not, it's nothing to trouble, it would be my honor if I can help the old man clear up the confusion."

The old craftsman's messy beard became energetic in an instant, and after a reply, he excitedly rummaged through a pile of copper and iron.

"This..." The old craftsman showed Ling Xiyue a wrinkled sketch, then took out his most precious one from his bosom, and handed it excitedly, "There is another one, please hurry up, my lord." Let's see what's wrong with this."

Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw it.

Isn't this the sketch of the Divine Machine Pavilion and the Thousand Machine Crossbow?

Ling Xiyue almost laughed out loud when she saw it, it was the original manuscript by her hand!
But it's just Zhang Zangpin. To put it bluntly, it is the draft she discarded when designing the drawing. Of course, there will be problems.

The complete design drawings of the Shenji Pavilion's weapons will be managed by a special branch office, especially the hand-painted drawings of the Shenji Pavilion by Ling Xiyue. There is only one copy in the entire Shenji Pavilion, which is in Xiang Yitian's hands and he will keep it personally.

"It's not something from Beiyi, right? Where did you get it?" Ling Xiyue picked up the blueprint and asked with a smile on her lips.

Seen through at a glance, the old craftsman's eyes were full of surprise, "How does the nobleman know?"

Has she seen?
Otherwise why so sure.

This is all from the Divine Machine Pavilion...

The old craftsman took back his most precious blueprint, his eyes flickered slightly, "This thing comes from Zhongzhou, I got it from a friend, after going through several twists and turns, the old man, I have been working hard all my life, in Zhongzhou craftsman, Still have some friends."

As the saying goes, if you have more friends, you will have a wider road.

Every profession has a circle, which is connected. It is not surprising that things from Shenji Pavilion will appear in Beiyi, which is thousands of miles away.

"Sister, this is the master's treasure. I wanted to see it last time, but I didn't see it." At this moment, Murong Ammonium said in a childish voice, unhappy, and complained a little, "I'm afraid I might break it. "

The old craftsman chuckled, "Your Majesty, how can you touch these clumsy things?"

This thing is the only one he got after spending all his savings. It is his lifeline, and if it breaks, he has nowhere to cry.

"So it's from Zhongzhou..." Hearing the old craftsman's obvious reservations and half-truths, Ling Xiyue didn't expose it.

"Uh-huh……"

The old craftsman nodded vaguely.

Ling Xiyue smiled amusedly, her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked up, "Master... the last time the Beiyi envoy came to the sky and brought a black bow, it was your handwriting, right?" .”

That's it!

At the spring hunting banquet, the black bow that the Beiyi envoy used to embarrass Tianlin definitely came from here.

She asked Shenji Pavilion to investigate before, but she was too busy and forgot about it later.

She was worried that she could not find the master, but unexpectedly, this time she bumped into the source by herself.

How to say that sentence, there is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes...

The old craftsman was startled.

Is this girl from the nobleman of Tianlin Palace?
And I don't know why, he suddenly had a feeling similar to 'self-inflicted'.

Needless to say, the old craftsman's expression proved everything: the black bow really came from him.

"Master, your craftsmanship is really good." Ling Xiyue praised sincerely, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth.

The old craftsman who didn't know why was at a loss for a while, and explained, "It's the Queen Mother. Of course, she didn't explain the reason, but she just asked me to take out a magic bow that no one can pull. I thought of this... "

As he spoke, he silently pulled out another residual picture.

It was the remnant of the Black Bow!

Ling Xiyue let out a "Yo" in her heart, she got a lot of things.

"Other things really have nothing to do with me, the old man. I am a blacksmith and follow orders." The old craftsman felt uneasy for no reason.

After all, Queen Mother Ma is a traitor to the party, and Ling Xiyue is from the Tianlin Palace. She was made things difficult by Queen Mother Ma, so the old man was naturally worried about being implicated.

Could it be because of this bad premonition in his heart?

But it seems that it is not...

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually, don't make me look like I'm trying to force a confession." Ling Xiyue took the drawing, shook it, took a closer look, and there were traces of wrinkles that she had messed up before throwing it away. .

The old craftsman laughed dryly.

Isn't it forced confession?
To be honest, Murong Ammon didn't dare to say anything while watching from the sidelines.

He didn't understand when the atmosphere started to become a little weird...

On Ling Xiyue's face, she was smiling all the time, without any aggression, but the weird aura from the inside out made the old and the young next to her feel oppressed, and they couldn't see what she was thinking at all.

Looking at it, Ling Xiyue let out another admiration, "It's really good..."

This old man's handicraft is only slightly inferior to Xiang Lao's, and his comprehension ability is really good.

Sometimes Xiang Lao can't understand her blueprints, and she needs to explain them carefully, but this old man can learn by himself without a teacher, and can make some adjustments to make his own things. In this era, he is really a Rare talent.

Now that Beiyi has been brought under Tianlin's command and the Tianxia Pavilion has settled in, the branch pavilions of the Shenji Pavilion will naturally come here as well.

At this time, what is most needed is a leader who is capable, well-connected, and familiar with Beiyi's customs...

Ling Xiyue's eyes moved away from the drawing, and a little bit, fell on the old craftsman.

The old master craftsman looked at Ling Xiyue's scrutinizing eyes, and felt a chill down his spine for no reason, as if he had been lifted to a high cliff, he couldn't help taking a step back, swallowing, "I don't want to bother you, I Just figure it out for yourself.”

He weakly stretched out his hand, trying to get back the blueprint in Ling Xiyue's hand.

The bad premonition in my heart is getting stronger and stronger...

He seems to be in trouble!

"Hey, no trouble." Ling Xiyue smiled.

As soon as the wrist holding the blueprint was moved away, he was free.

With this turn, accidentally, he was hanging on the flame next to him, and the tongue of flame jumped up, licking the corner of the fragile toilet paper.

The old craftsman's hands froze in the air, looking at Ling Xiyue's sketch hanging on the top of the billowing lava, blown swaying by the hot wind, he got angry instantly, "Noble man, don't don't don't, what are you coming to me for?" , don't touch it."

What crime did he do?
I just want this girl to show the weapon map, why does she have the feeling of stepping into a deep pit, and she will be an untouchable master!

(End of this chapter)