Special Forces Soldier: I am the Immortal Village Chief!

Chapter 45: Mechanism Technique, Wooden Kite

At the same time, in Taoyuan Village.

It was the afternoon, the sun was shining high, the warm sunshine was shining on the ground, and there was a hint of heat in the air.

The whole Taoyuan Village was still windy and warm, and on the street, the children that day were playing with a wooden stand that looked like a bird.

The child was sometimes calm and sometimes frowning, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the wooden bird in front of him.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, under the towering old tree, the village chief Qin Mo, Gui Guzi, and two middle-aged men sat around the ruined Lanke chess table, looking at the children playing with smiles in their eyes.

Lying lazily in the sun, looking up and yawning from time to time, it feels very comfortable.

At this time, the child picked up the wooden bird and trotted up to the four people with an expression of surprise on his face.

First, he bowed to Qin Mo, then raised the wooden bird in his hand towards one of the middle-aged men, and said happily:"Master! I have already figured out how to add the reconnaissance function to this shrunken wooden kite!"

The middle-aged man looked doting on his face, raised his hand and touched the child's head, praising:"Tell me, what do you think?"

The child nodded and thought thoughtfully:"The shape of the wooden kite before was too big. It is too big to be conducive to reconnaissance. This small wooden kite is more suitable for modern reconnaissance. Just add a writing mechanism in the center of the wooden kite and place a few smaller wooden sparrows, and it can be completed!"

"If the wooden kite could write down all the conditions on the ground, and then use the small wooden bird to pass the written notes back, that would be fine. Once the production is completed, it can be of great use in the contemporary world! It can easily avoid other countries' detection methods and form a perfect reconnaissance!

Then, the child frowned and said,"However, I haven't understood the mechanism of writing, and the distance is also somewhat restrictive."

A flash of light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he praised:"Very good, you can think of this, you are really talented. There will be someone in the future who will use my machine skills." The middle-aged man changed the subject:"I have finished making the writing mechanism. Just come when the sun sets.""

The child was stunned for a while, and then he felt happy again and nodded vigorously:"Yes!"

Then, the child bowed to Qin Mo again, took the wooden kite, and quickly ran to the alleys on both sides of the street and disappeared. The middle-aged man looked at the alley where the child disappeared, his eyes full of admiration.

At this time, Guiguzi With a wisp of beard, he said with a smile:"Master Luban, you are so teachable, your apprentice has inherited your mantle."

If there were any modern people present, they would be shocked when they heard the name of this middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is actually the founder of mechanism art and the master craftsman, Lu Ban!

When Lu Ban heard this, he smiled calmly:" This child's mechanical skills will definitely exceed my own achievements if given time.

Then, he looked at the village chief Qin Mo and said respectfully:"Village Chief, I have something to ask of you."

Qin Mo said calmly:"But it doesn't matter. Lu

Ban pondered for a moment and said:"Tomorrow is the day of worship for my clan. By the way, I want to go out and travel.""

Qin Mo raised his hand, pinched his fingers for a moment, and said with a smile:"Just go, your trip this time will echo the future, and it will also be a blessing for you and others. Lu Ban bowed his hands and said,"

Thank you, Mr. Village Chief." After finishing speaking

, the middle-aged man sitting aside thought for a moment and said,"Monk Bodhidharma has been traveling for a hundred years. Now, is it time to return?""

As he spoke, he turned to look at the village chief.

Qin Mo shook his head and said:"It will take some time. Monk Bodhidharma still has nothing to do. This matter is of great importance."

Then, the middle-aged man turned to look aside and said in deep thought:"I think back in those days, the holy monk Bodhidharma only went to Tianzhu once, and the people in Tianzhu said that the holy monk Bodhidharma was born in Tianzhu. This is very shameless! Guiguzi looked at the middle-aged man and interjected:"Mr. Sun Wu, are you complaining about Bodhidharma again?""

If that person was still listening, he would have fainted in shock.

This other middle-aged man turned out to be Sun Wu! The founder of Sun Tzu's Art of War and the ancestor of military use!

Sun Wu waved his hands and sighed deeply:"I just thought of it for a moment. What's more, the people of Tianzhu are shameless. Guiguzi laughed loudly:"I never expected that Mr. Sun Wu, who was so good at war, would actually consider others.""

Sun Wu glared at Guiguzi and said nothing.

At this time, Xiong, who was lying on the ground with a yawn, came to the four of them and said lazily:"You have been arguing for so many years and you don't want to rest. ? Ancestor, I am tired of watching. Gui

Guzi glanced at Xie with a thoughtful look and said jokingly:"Master Xie is still so interested in listening to the quarrels of us old men. Why don't you go out for a walk in the village today?" He raised his eyes ferociously, gave Guiguzi a roll of his eyes, and said,"Ouch!""I'm not going out, Ancestor, I'm tired. The juniors outside are really annoying. Ancestor, I'm not in the mood for a walk.""

With one sentence, the three people present laughed, and Qin Mo looked at Xie with a smile.

At this time, Lu Ban joked:"We have all heard about Master Xie. The momentum is so huge that you are the only beast in the mountains. Follow the horse's lead and look forward to it, so angry.

Sun Wu on the side also echoed:"Those juniors should be like this, just teach them a lesson.""

At this moment, there was a sound of 'tap, tap, tap' footsteps on the street.

The four people turned their heads at the same time and saw a donkey appearing on the street. There was also a young man on the back of the donkey with a face. There was a hint of blush on his face, as if he was drunk.

This person was Mr. Dongbi.

Mr. Dongbi got off the donkey not far away, tied it to a small tree, and walked towards the surrounding area. Walking in the direction of the person.

When he came closer, Mr. Dongbi bowed his hands, saluted Qin Mo, and said calmly:"Village Chief, the matter you assigned me has been completed.

Qin Mo nodded:"Thank you, Mr. Dongbi.""

At this time, Mr. Dongbi looked troubled, looked at the village chief, and hesitated:"Mr. village chief, I have something unclear."

Qin Mo didn't speak and looked directly at Mr. Dongbi. The three people present looked at Mr. Dongbi at the same time, their eyes full of curiosity.

Mr. Dongbi took a deep breath and muttered:"I don't know why the village chief wants me. Treat that girl?"

After saying that, the three people present flashed their eyes and turned to look at Qin Mo.

They had wanted to ask this question before, but they had never been embarrassed to ask it. They always felt a little rude, but now that Mr. Dongbi asked it, their curiosity His heart was also rising, and he wanted to know why?

Qin Mo's expression was gentle, and he smiled slightly and said:"Do you still remember the second grandson of Huangdi, An?"...........................................................................................................................................................