The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1187 One time is enough
"of course."

Yan Zhixin made a face at him, "Am I someone who doesn't count?"

Mo Junting raised the corners of his lips, and in an instant, the corners of his brows and eyes were stained with a pleasant smile: "Well, just wait."

Turning back to the box containing the firecrackers, he took out the firecrackers, then asked the bodyguard for a Swiss Army knife, cut open the firecrackers and poured out the gunpowder inside, and put the fuses aside.

Yan Zhixin asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"

Mo Junting rowed neatly while explaining: "The power of firecrackers is too small, I'll modify them."

Yan Zhixin's eyes widened: "You won't change to earthen guns, will you?"

Mo Junting made a fool of himself: "You'll find out later."

His speed is very fast, but the firecrackers are many and small, and it takes a lot of time to get busy.

The bodyguard wanted to help him, but he refused.

He didn't want Yan Zhixin to find any reason to repent.

He remade the cannon barrel, poured the accumulated gunpowder into it, and made a lead wire. He made five large earthen cannons in a row, and he took them to the rocks.

Yan Zhixin was a little speechless: "It's so big, how powerful is it?"

Mo Junting turned his head and said, "Stand farther away later."

Yan Zhixin was about to nod her head when Mo Junting suddenly leaned over and pressed her lips lightly: "But remember to be careful."

Yan Zhixin said "Oh", "It's like you can fry a big fish right away."

Mo Junting did not refute, and began to look for a place to fire the cannon.

Yan Zhixin's eyes followed his movements, and saw that he set the cannon, found bait and hung it in the water below the cannon, and then quietly waited for the fish to take the bait.

He chose a good location, with no rocks underneath, but relatively deep water.

Coupled with bait, try a few more times, maybe you can really fry a big fish.

Yan Zhixin was suddenly a little uneasy: "It seems that you were not given a limit on the number of times just now. How many times are you going to blow it up?"

Mo Junting looked at her sideways.

The word "repentance" was barely written on her face.

He was angry and funny: "How many times are you going to give me?"

Yan Zhixin deliberately made things difficult for him: "Isn't three times a bit much?"

Mo Junting looked down at her: "How many times do you want to give it to me?"

Yan Zhixin wanted to stretch out a finger, but she was a little worried, if he missed, wouldn't the marriage be postponed indefinitely?She hesitated and held out two fingers.

Mo Junting held her finger: "One time is enough."

Signaling her to back off, he combined the five finished cannons into one and rearranged them.

Yan Zhixin: "..."

With such power, she doubted that even stones could be broken.

Shoot and bait.

He motioned her to stand a little farther away, in case she couldn't run away when the cannon went off.

She obediently retreated to the bodyguard's side.

The bodyguard looked at her, and then at Mo Junting, his expressionless face seemed to be a bit indescribable.

Yan Zhixin was inexplicably a little embarrassed: "Did I go too far?"

The bodyguard smiled: "No, this kind of thing is nothing to the young master."

Yan Zhixin was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

Seeing that Mo Junting was concentrating on waiting for the fish to come, the bodyguard didn't notice him, so he whispered, "Your request is too simple."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Three catties of fish is too simple, so should she carry ten catties or even one hundred catties of fish?
Just as he was thinking, there was a loud noise in front of him.

Bang!
Yan Zhixin was startled, and looked up, only to see white water splashing several meters high near the rocks!

(End of this chapter)