Two-dimensional Writing Wheel Eye

"After a while, you will throw these 'heads' into the air one by one, and then I will show you whether this MP5 can be called the king of hidden weapons!"

Afterwards, the first small watermelon was thrown into the air by Wei Xiaobao forcefully. The MP5 muzzle in Lin Xiao's hand quickly aimed at the flying small watermelon, pulled the trigger, bang bang, the gun rang, a burst shot, the watermelon was broken into pieces, Juice splash.

"One west... head!" Lin Xiao counted in his mouth.

"It's amazing!" Wei Xiaobao's eyes widened.

After that, he threw the watermelon continuously, but Lin Xiao smashed it with his gun. Of course, the reason why Lin Xiao was able to hit a hundred shots was that the MP5 firearms had good performance and had less recoil. The recoil is too large, the gun body jumps violently, and you may not hit the target when you aim, it depends on experience.Secondly, Lin Xiao's writing wheel also contributed a lot. With his perverted insight, the speed of these watermelons flying from the air was almost slowed down several times. Although it was a dynamic shot, it was actually not much different from a static one.

After that, Lin Xiao directly pulled the trigger to death, instead of using the burst method, he shot all the bullets in the clip at the watermelon in the melon field in one breath.

Many watermelons were beaten to pieces.

"Little Treasure, you said that if these watermelons are real heads...hehe..."

Wei Xiaobao said intelligently: "Then these splashes are not juice, but brains and blood! Brother Lin, this hidden weapon is too powerful, even if I don't know martial arts, I can give Chen Jinnan a dick with it! Definitely the king of hidden weapons, no no, the king of hidden weapons, his grandfather!"

As he spoke, he stared at the gun with both eyes, and his saliva almost fell to the ground.

Lin Xiao threw the MP5 to Xiaobao and said with a smile: "Take it, practice well here, by the way, wait and see if the melon farmers will come over, if they come, I will pay money to compensate for the loss, or just buy this piece of watermelon. That's fine! I'll go back first!"

In the next ten days, Lin Xiao and Wei Xiaobao went north all the way, and encountered more than ten ambushes one after another, but they were all resolved one by one.

Since then, the names of the blood-handed man slaughtering the great devil Lin Xiao and the submachine gun youth hidden weapon king Wei Xiaobao have spread all over the country, shaking the world!

Chapter [-] Entering the capital, exploring the palace

The capital is in sight.

This is not the first time for Lin Xiao to come to Beijing City. Before meeting Goddess Luna, although Lin Xiao was a resident of a small city in the north, he had traveled to Beijing City before.

"Big Brother Lin, Big Brother Lin, the capital, this is the capital, I finally made it! This city wall looks really strong!" Wei Xiaobao carried a big bag on his back. The bag naturally contained his MP5. Submachine gun, and some silver.

Lin Xiao nodded and said with a smile: "Not bad, stinky boy, this time I finally got an idiom right, the capital is indeed majestic!"

In fact, how did he know that Wei Xiaobao was still wrong, although the pronunciation is similar, but his bust is far from majestic!

Lin Xiao also looked around. It is worth mentioning that the city of Beijing in Lu Ding Ji is still somewhat different from that of later generations. At least these few zhang-high city walls are different from those of later generations. In the world of science, a city with a little reputation dares to cast a high wall of eight or nine feet or even more than ten feet, and like Luoyang and Chang'an, the world's most important city is more than twenty or thirty feet.

That is definitely the rhythm of Hongguoguo's pit father. When you encounter that kind of city wall, no matter how good you are in Qinggong, you will be short-lived.

However, this is of course not a problem for Lin Xiao, he doesn't need to climb over the city wall if he wants to enter the city.

Lin Xiao found a space where no one was there, and took Wei Xiaobao to blur his body directly into a different dimension. He dragged Wei Xiaobao through the city wall like a ghost (refer to the masked man Obitu in Hokage), the handle of the city door. But the heavy soldiers could not even see his shadow.

It's just that Lin Xiao didn't expect his actions just now to be seen by a scholar who was studying abroad. The scholar was in his twenties and his name was Pu Songling.

At this moment, Pu Songling's eyes widened, and she stared at the wall that Lin Xiao had just passed through: "What's the matter? Could it be that you saw a ghost just now? He actually passed through the wall... It seems that there are really ghosts and gods in this world. Existence... well, after studying abroad for several years and accomplishing nothing, why don't you go home and devote yourself to writing a novel about monsters and gods in the world?"

"Hey, hey, Brother Jianchen (Pu Songling's word), let's go quickly, enter the city early, and then I will introduce you to a few friends, all of whom are famous students in the capital... Brother Jianchen, Brother Jianchen, you What is this man in a daze?" Another person dressed as a scholar said a few words and saw that Pu Songling didn't respond, and he was suddenly upset, and he couldn't help pushing Pu Songling's arm a few times.

Pu Songling finally came back to his senses. After waiting for his companion to repeat what he just said, Pu Songling thought about it, finally shook his head, and cupped his hands: "Brother Ziqing, thank you for your kindness, but I figured it out, I will take care of you in the capital. If you don’t go in anymore, I’ll say goodbye here, and I hope to see you again in the future!”

After speaking, he turned around and strode away, but he held his head up and looked more alive than when he came. The reason was naturally because he had found his purpose in life.

"Brother Jianchen! Brother Jianchen!" The man named Ziqing shouted twice. Seeing that the other party was unmoved, he finally sighed and walked towards the city gate. His purpose for coming to the capital this time was very clear. He has some connections in the capital, and he wants to use these connections to see if he can be recruited into the palace as a bodyguard.

This guy named Pu Songling with the character swordsman, after returning home, collected ghost stories from various sources, and finally spent decades to write a strange book - "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai".

And the person named Ziqing who was with Pu Songling was surnamed Cao Mingyin. You may not be familiar with this person, but one of his grandsons was named Cao Xueqin, who later wrote a dream of Red Mansions, but it was It is known to women and children and is listed as one of the four famous works.

There was a lot of traffic in the city, people were passing through, and there was a bit of a bustling scene, but Lin Xiao looked around and saw the rattail braids all over the street, which really made him not interested in wandering.

He had absolutely no idea at this moment that his unintentional actions just now had influenced a person named Pu Songling and became the trigger for the publication of the book "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai".

After walking to East Street and stepping into a restaurant, Lin Xiao asked for two first-class guest rooms, ordered wine and food, and the shop assistant brought him into the room.

After entering the room, Lin Xiao took off the hat on his head, and the fake braid behind the hat fell off. He picked it up and threw it on the table in disgust.

He also doesn't want to make this fake braid, but now the portraits of him and Wei Xiaobao have been posted and they are wanted by the government. In ancient times, such portraits were not photos. As long as the obvious characteristics of the characters changed, they would never be recognized. Bearded robbers who shave their beards are sure not to be recognized.

The most obvious feature on Lin Xiao's portrait is the broken hair without braids. As long as this is changed, who can recognize it?

Lin Xiao did this not because he was afraid of being wanted by the government. For those officers and soldiers who were wanted, his goal was to kill one and two to kill one pair. Shop, the boss recognizes you as a wanted criminal, who would dare to do business with you?

After eating, he slept for a while. At night, Lin Xiao asked Wei Xiaobao to wait in the inn. He himself swept out of the window, and was about to go to the palace. Luo Tianzheng let it out and demolished the palace.

The figure flickered, disappeared and appeared, and flew away in the direction of the Forbidden City.

In less than a moment, the majestic palace wall has appeared in front of you. Above the palace wall, the lights are bright, and teams of Qing soldiers are coming and going, patrolling every corner in an orderly manner.

Lin Xiao did not even blink his eyes, his skills continued, his body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already penetrated into the imperial city.

The city tower was brightly lit, and the bright fire lit a radius of a hundred meters as if it were daytime, and the patrols of the Qing soldiers had their eyes widened, but Lin Xiao entered the palace, but no one noticed.

This is the defying part of space capability.

Even though it was already night, the entire palace was still shrouded in a splendid blaze, full of splendor and luxury, but it was a pity that the picturesque palace walls fell into the hands of Manchuria.

It was not easy to find Kangxi in such a huge palace, but Lin Xiao was not in a hurry, he flew into a courtyard and walked for a walk.

In his eyes, this heavily guarded Forbidden Palace is just like his own backyard, where he can take a leisurely stroll, and even enjoy the scenery everywhere.

After walking around for a while, I didn't know where I came from.

"What a bad luck!" Lin Xiao scolded secretly, and then slapped his forehead again.

"Speaking of which, the inner courtyard of the palace collects all the treasures in the world, and there must be a lot of good wines. It's hard to come here. It seems impossible to say that if you don't taste this so-called imperial wine!"