In the next three days, Meng Jiucheng was very busy and spent almost all his time on the stone throwing machine.

The first day I worked late at night and after several transformations, I finally built the prototype of the stone thrower. Since it was not strictly selected materials and the elasticity was insufficient, the test shot result was naturally unsatisfactory.

Although there is still a little difference from his estimate, time does not wait for anyone, and there is an advantage of being condescending on the mountain. Therefore, Meng Jiucheng and the craftsmen fixed the sizes of each part and ordered the carpenters to make it day and night.

In order to speed up the progress, Meng Jiucheng made detailed drawings and recruited more people. He handed over the rough work such as cutting trees, sawing wood, collecting stones to novices, and the meticulous processing was completed by professional craftsmen.

I worked in shifts and worked day and night. Three days later, four stone throwers were finally built, and there were three large piles of stone bombs.

Mu Yi's military training has also been effective. Although it is far from being strong and elite, it is no longer the same as being slaughtered by others.

In the small open space in front of the mountain gate, Meng Jiucheng slowly practiced riding under Mu Yi's guidance, while saying impatiently: "Ma Si shouldn't be here, right? He is guarding against thieves every day and can't do many things, so it's not OK!"

Mu Yi smiled and said that before the stone thrower was built, he was working hard, for fear that Ma Si would come suddenly; now, he felt that he had almost prepared, but he thought Ma Si would not come.

Seeing Mu Yi laughing but not answering, Meng Jiucheng also smiled and focused on his horse. This is really an interesting exercise. It is better than riding a car and saving effort than walking. Now it is not too cold.

God created the heaven and earth, the earth was empty and chaotic, with darkness on the abyss, and the Spirit of God was running on the water. God said: If there is light, there will be light.

The weather is cold, Meng Jiucheng said: You need to have gloves...

Inventions are sometimes not intentional, especially those who travel through time will unconsciously transform the things around you, or create some things that you have used in your previous life. Most of the time, you don’t think too much, just for convenience.

The two pieces of cloth cut into hand shapes, and a cracked edge, and stuffed some broken fur into it, making small things made Mu Yi and others admire. Especially in winter, holding guns, knives or tools, standing guard or working outside, is even more warm and convenient.

"When Sanming comes back from inquiring about the news, you will know what happened to Ma Si." Mu Yi turned over and dismounted, moved his legs and feet, and said, "He is not the boss of Lingyang Town. He wants to find trouble for his family, but the surname Liu may not agree."

"Brother Mu said that too." Meng Jiucheng nodded and tied the reins. People in that era were still very superstitious, and there were very few things to destroy temples and temples. It was not unreasonable for Mu Yi to say this.

Just as she was about to dismount, Meng Jiucheng saw two people walking hurriedly from the mountain. One seemed to be a big ugly person, but the other didn't recognize him.

Da Chou led a middle-aged man to come in a hurry. Before he got close, he hurriedly said, "Brother Cheng, our village has been robbed, my uncle has come to report the news..."

How could there be robbers visiting a mountain village with less than a hundred families? Meng Jiucheng was confused at first, but after listening to the narration of Da Chou, he understood the truth.

Wulongshan Qian Village is the birthplace of Ma Si. It is logical that it should be taken care of, but Ma Si has painful memories here.

This hatred was formed in seven or eight years. At that time, Ma Si was just a little thug and was idle. He did a lot of stealing things in the village. One night, he climbed over the wall and entered the house of Wang Dahu in the village, wanting to steal something to exchange for money to gamble. He had already stole some items, but he saw the Wang maid bringing hot water in a basin. It turned out that Miss Wang was about to take a shower.

Ma Si had the courage to escape, but he was not in a hurry to escape, but he sneaked under the window and pierced the paper on the window. It was also his fault that he was unlucky. A guard probably had the same thoughts as him, and he also came quietly. So, one spar was discovered, and the other spar became a spar hero.

He was both stealing and peeping at the lady's bathing. Wang Dahu was furious and ordered the guard to hang Ma Si up and beat him up.

Ma Si was beaten so hard that his arm was discounted, but he begged Wang Dahou not to sue the official and let him go privately, and he would have his own reward.

But Wang Dahu was not willing to forgive him, so he slapped him hard, kicked him a few times, and hung Ma Si for half a night, and then sent him to the office the next day. Ma Si was asked about a mate and stayed away from his hometown. As for how he became a slave to the Jurchens later, he returned to Lingyang Town with the head of the family as Meng'an Mouke, but it was no longer important.

Anyway, Ma Si returned to his hometown to take revenge, retaliated against Wang Dahou for his arms and sent him to the official for punishment.

In Meng Jiucheng's opinion, the Wang Dahou was not a good thing. The land in Qian Village, Wulongshan, belonged to his family, and he was very close to exploiting the tenants. Besides, he was still the chief of security and spared no effort to urge taxes in the Jin Dynasty. He could be regarded as a little traitor.

However, Ma Si not only retaliated against Wang Dajia, but also forced each family in the village to join the army and join his miscellaneous red jacket army. If anyone doesn't come out, he will kill people and burn houses. This is related to Da Chou and Sanming's families, and...

If you force me, I will voluntarily; if you treat others harshly, I will treat them kindly. Meng Jiucheng feels that he can use this to expand his power and cannot stay in this Taoist temple. Besides, this is also a chance to kill Ma Si, so there is no need to be careful in the future.

Of course, this also has its own consequences. After all, Ma Si is not a single group of thieves, with the sign of the Red Coat Army, and is still under Liu Wenzheng, the Lingyang Town. Attacking Ma Si and his gang, Liu Wenzheng could not react without a reaction, either fighting, or come up with some reason to deal with it perfunctorily.

After returning to the view, Meng Jiucheng had settled his thoughts, so he shared his thoughts and discussed with Mu Yi and others.

"Thirty or forty rogues, even if they have swords and guns, it's not a big deal." Mu Yi's concerns were similar to Meng Jiucheng. "But when beating a dog, look at the owner, follow the vines and pull the man, how can Liu Wenzheng of Lingyang Town stop?"

Meng Jiucheng scratched his head and threw the stone lion into the pit. Is this considered forming a grudge?

"This, Liu Wenzheng-" Meng Jiucheng shook his head, threw this aside for the time being, and tried to analyze objectively: "It's not a vicious person. As a businessman, he is versatile and greedy for profit, and it is not a big problem. The key is that his son is quite sensible when he is a good teacher and answers the rituals."
Chapter completed!