Chapter 114 Wei Wu Zongheng

"Ahem! Fellow Wang, doesn't this trip mean that no one can ask random questions or be informed in advance?" Miss Bian lowered her voice for fear of being heard by people outside. "fellow Sima didn't even ask, how do you know?

Yes? Hee, we are considered friends along the way, so just tell me where we are going?"

Sima's fellow disciple is Sima Nandi, the female disciple who changes into beautiful new clothes every day and fangirls' waists.

To be honest, it was only when Wang Ge knew that there were children from the clan in the same school that he truly understood the "originality and qualifications" mentioned by Chief Huan Ting, and realized how rare it is to be a formal student of Xie's Primary School!

Counting her, there are only eleven people!

Wang Ge replied extremely seriously: "Aren't we going on a trip to gain experience?"

"Who lied... who told you?"

"I can't tell you this."

Bian Xun grinned, "Forget it, Wang Ge is simple, I just believe her silly words." The little guy kindly changed the subject and asked: "You just said, what are you making?"

"Make a toy that I can play with and maybe you can play with too."

"That's not what you just said."

"Really? I have a bad memory. Okay, look..." Wang Ge laid out the wooden blocks and introduced how to play: "The largest wooden block with the word 'Cao' engraved on it represents Wei Wu Cao Mengde. It is as long as the Cao block.

, but the narrow one with the word 'Guan' engraved on it is Guan Yunchang."

"I know, I know." Miss Bian pointed to other carved wooden blocks and said, "The rest are Zhang Yide, Ma Mengqi, Huang Hansheng, Zhao Zilong, and the four soldiers, right?"

"Yes, if you see this exit, you can move the wooden block as you wish. As long as Cao Mengde reaches this exit, he will win."

In this era, there was no "Guan Yu let Cao Cao go on Huarong Road" fabricated by later generations in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". There were only a few descriptions of Cao Cao's retreat to Jiangling after the Battle of Chibi.

Bian Xun said "Oh", indicating that he understood the gameplay.

Wang Ge: "Let's walk once each and let Cao Mengde walk to the exit, but you can't repeat my method. How about it?"

"I'm young. How about I come first?"

"OK."

Bian Xun immediately pulled off the wooden block with the word "Cao", placed it at the exit, and looked at Wang Ge. The little guy also knew that he had committed a foul, and deliberately shook his little head and pursed his lips to suppress laughter.

Look what you can do! Wang Ge: "It's my turn."

"Wait." Bian Xun put Cao Mengde back to his original position.

Wang Ge pulled out the bamboo slip fence at the top, moved it out of Cao Mengde, went around to the exit and poked it in, then wedged the bamboo slip back. "It's your turn."

Huh? Oh no! Bian Xun blinked.

On the 25th, it was not the right time in the afternoon.

The team abandoned their cars and horses again and began to climb the mountain. There was no route that could be climbed by foot, and everything in sight was covered with weeds and wild vines. The primary school children were all carried on their backs, and Wang Ge also obeyed and led a strong man.

The maid carries it.

Cross the stream, go downhill, go up...

The strong maid carrying Wang Ge has been rotated several times.

Before dark, the team stopped and set up camp. They used machetes to clear away the vines and branches. Wang Ge benefited from a group of primary school children and felt at ease that he did not need to help. The primary school children were divided into two groups, and one group was playing with nails.

The other one is playing "Wei Wu Zongheng".

Wei Wu Zongheng is naturally the Huarong Dao made by Wang Ge. Several pairs have been carved by the accompanying craftsmen, all of which are much more exquisite than the one she originally made. But Bian Xun is still willing to play with the first version made by Wang Ge. The little guy is smart.

This is the first edition of Wei Wu Zongheng!

Xie Zheng deliberately sat in front of Lady Bian for a while, but it was in vain. Lady Bian didn't let go at all. He pouted and left: Huh, what's so big about it? I have the first edition of Xiaoxunlong! And the first edition of Water Wheel.

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Wang Ge played the nail-cutting game several times and deeply felt that this was the origin of street trapping. When he thought it was boring, he saw Xie Ju poking at the ant nest with a stick in boredom.

She went to hug the basket, came over to the other party and said, "I'll ask a question."

Xie Zhi smiled: "Please."

Wang Ge opened the suitcase, took out the carving knife, and used the scrap wood in his bag to cut a small stick. The size and thickness were the same as the ordinary matches in his previous life. "Huzi, go get a pottery plate."

"Hey." Xie Zhi left in a hurry and returned in a hurry.

Wang Ge quickly cut out five small firewood sticks, folded them in half into a "V" shape without breaking them completely, trimmed off the wood thorns in turn, and placed them in a shallow pottery plate. The arrangement was as follows: five sticks

The tops of the "V" are facing each other, so that the sticks are closely parallel to each other.

"Okay. My title is: If you can't touch or pull these wooden sticks with your hands, how can you make them look like this?" She drew a "five-pointed star" on the ground.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Zhi puffed up his cheeks and blew into the small hole in the center of the top of the "V". He blew very carefully, but the stick was still blown into pieces.

"This method doesn't work." Xie Zhi knew there was no need to try again.

Bian Xun and Sima Nandi were already standing beside Xie Zhi hand in hand.

Sima Nandi: "I'll give it a try." She said she was about to pull out her hair, but Bian Zi immediately reminded her: "No, this is against the rules."

Wang Ge: "Yes, pulling with hair is also against the rules."

Sima Nandi spread his hands: "Then I have no choice."

The three young fellow disciples all looked up at fellow disciple Wang.

What a sense of accomplishment! Wang Ge asked the thank you to hold the pottery plate, put some water on it with a leaf, pointed it at the small space in the center of the thin stick, and dropped a drop of water.

What does it mean? The three little guys looked at the pottery plate and saw the small wooden sticks spreading with the water droplets and flowing into every gap between them. Then, all the wooden sticks spread slowly, and the "five-pointed star" came out!

Wow! As they were surprised, a brazier was lit in the camp.

It was getting dark quickly, and there were clusters of bright lights somewhere on the mountain peak in front of them. It was far away and no one could be seen, but it was definitely a bonfire set by humans.

Weird birdsong kept flying in the sky. Wang Ge was a little scared and looked up. Xie Zhi told her: "Don't worry, girl, they are falcons. They are conveying messages to the mountain ahead. If I am not mistaken, that is the target of this trip."

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"You mean... it'll be here tomorrow?"

"It should be."

At this moment, Wei Pavilion.

In the warm kitchen room, Wang Dalang was lying on his back on the mat, and Uncle Yuan Yan was performing acupuncture on him. Because he needed to be quiet, only Huan Zhen and Wang Weng stayed in front of him. Uncle Yuan Yan used gold needles to prick the acupoints, while pressing and tapping to promote ventilation around the acupoints.

Promote blood circulation.

Beside another stove, Jia Concubine and Wang He's brother and sister looked nervously. Wang Yun snuggled into Tie Feng's arms, being sensible and only wiping away tears and never crying at all.

Fortunately, Uncle Yuan Yan is here today!

He could tell at a glance that what was in the corners of Wang Dalang's eyes was not eye stains, but pus. This was caused by the daily blood stasis blocking the acupuncture points. If the blood stasis was not removed in time, Wang Dalang would die of pain in a few years.

The time for each acupuncture should not be long. Uncle Yuan Yan pulled out the acupuncture and said: "Fortunately, it was discovered early and there is no severe blood stasis and blockage. First, one acupuncture every three days, and you should feel better after a month."

The prince helped his son up, choked with sobs, and saluted Uncle Yuan Yan. "Thank you, sir."

Uncle Yuan Yan quickly helped him up, and first warned: "Da Langjun, please avoid crying in grief during these six months." Then he comforted: "Don't worry, I am a doctor who saves people. As long as Da Langjun takes care of himself, I will cure him."

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"Yes, yes. I will tell him to cherish himself!" Wang Weng turned sideways and wiped away his tears without daring to make a sound. It turned out that Dalang's eyes were bleeding with pus and blood. As a father, he didn't know

!Fortunately there is Yuan Langjun!

Of course, the tiger head must be a tiger treasure first. The tiger head is very lucky to be able to get to know Chief Huan Ting, otherwise how could he meet people like Yuan Langjun.
Chapter completed!