"Open it!"

Xiaoxuan outside heard the shout and unscrewed the gas cylinder.

The air belt came in from the horizontal well, and the master plan pulled it outward and unscrewed the cutting gun valve.

I only heard the sound of "sizzling" breathing.

He took out the lighter and a little, causing a fire.

After twisting the valve several times with my hand, the fire flow of the cutting gun changed from yellow to blue, forming a line.

It was a loud noise.

After finding the right position, the old man began to use a musket to cut. His hands were very stable. The powerful hot cutting gun quickly melted the surface of the bronze wall. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the flames rushed down little by little.

On the bronze wall, a small door was drawn with stone, and he cut it according to this pattern.

Because it is too thick, even if you use a cutting gun, you cannot cut to the bottom at once, so you can only break it down.

"Get bigger."

After hearing this, I uttered loudly to the outside world: "Xiaoxuan! Get bigger!"

"Wow..."

Mars continued to fall, and after more than half an hour, a small door appeared on the bronze wall.

In modern society, we have cut guns, which should be placed in ancient times. This is the true sense of being a brick wall, and even a tomb robber can't get in without having three heads and six arms.

The smoke is very big here, and the sparks keep falling. The people coughed, putting their heads close and wiping their faces from time to time.

The planner was wearing sunglasses, and sweat kept flowing down his forehead, and the sweat flowed to his chin and dripping to the ground.

His hands were very stable and he kept his posture still.

No one dared to speak, they were nervous, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet and could hear the needle.

After a while, the planner pulled back the gun, wiped the sweat from his face and turned his head, "It's almost done, let's try it."

"Hey, I'll count three numbers and work hard together." Brother Yu looked at Hong's eyes.

Perhaps there was a gap before, and this was the first time I saw him talking to him after I came down.

The red eyes looked at Brother Yu meaningfully, grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"one."

"two."

"three."

"kick!"

The two of them exert force at the same time, and they both put their feet at the same time.

Kicked hard at the door!

Just a bang!

"kick!"

"kick!"

"Kicking!"

Bang, the recoil force made them take a step back every time, kicking them for more than twenty consecutive kicks. Brother Yu gasped and asked, "Damn it, why... why... why are you so hard? Haven't you cut it to the end yet

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The planner immediately shook his head and said, "No, you have to believe in my skills, it's true."

"Why can't you kick it away?"

"Maybe..." Master Chuang thought for a while and said, "Maybe there is something in contact with each other, after all, this wall has been too long."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he saw Hong's eyes step back a few steps back to the corner of the wall.

He zipped up his clothes, suddenly screamed "ah", ran forward and bumped his shoulders!

"Bang!"

The Vajra Wall has a lot of copper rust and dust, which falls like it rains.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The red eyes were like crazy, hitting the wall crazy!

For a moment, I felt like an earthquake. Brother Yu frowned when he saw him like this.

"Tianbao!"

"Tianbao!" Tian Sanjiu called him loudly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, I heard a "bang!"

The small door on the King Kong wall fell over and hit the space facing each other.

Looking at such a thick bronze, a hole that could penetrate people was revealed. I swallowed, touched Brother Yu's elbow, and whispered: "It's so fierce, Brother Yu, why did you fuck him last time

Below?"

Brother Yu whispered to me: "Did you see it? This is called Erbi."

Red eyes seemed to hear it, and he turned around and looked at Brother Yu.

Brother Yu whistled and pretended not to say anything.

He looked at me again.

I also started whistling.

"Okay, it should be possible to go through," Master Catcher took the flashlight and said to the face: "No problem, I'll get it."

A few minutes later, I called a bunch of flashlights, and the master plan shouted, "Damn, come and see, this is still a fucking wall."

Go over and take a look.

It's okay to say it's a door or a wall, it's less than three meters in height, and the shape of an arch bridge is tightly stuffed with bluestone strips, and even the ones we stepped on were bluestone strips.

This style looks very much like the shape of the Vajra wall in Wanli Tomb, but it is a brick and this is wood.

Why is it said to be wood? Because we can tell it with our hands, the feeling of solid wood comes from it.

There was a thick layer of gray on the arch, and it slipped gently with your hands, leaving traces.

The surface of the wood is dark yellow, and it feels a little slippery when you touch it with your hands, like a layer of wax oil is applied.

Tian Sanjiu was definitely knowledgeable, and even after seeing it, he couldn't help but exclaim: "This... this wooden wall should be painted with tung oil, otherwise it would not be left now."

"Dada."

Douyazi reached out and knocked it, and turned around and asked, "What kind of wood is this? It's oily and looks quite strong."

"It's the iron shaving wood." Tian Sanjiu said with a cold face.

"Iron plow wood? What kind of wood?" Douyazai asked.

I felt it looked like it at first, but I didn't dare to say it out loud, for fear of saying it wrong.

There is such wood in the northeast, which is very hard, and cannot be cut by a knife or an axe. It is said that it is a hundred times harder than elm and twice harder than steel. It will not rot no matter how many years it is soaked in water.

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I used to have a classmate who made this kind of wood at his home. I have seen foreigners collect it at his home, and they all made it into wood wine stuffings for high-end red wine.

Iron plows were introduced and planted in a large number of years in the past. There were also wild ones before, but very few. During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, this kind of wood was used as a sword, called "elephant sword". It can easily break the same type of pig iron sword and bronze.

sword.

Douyazai said: "Master Planner, what should I do? This wooden wall, why don't you cut it open."

"No, you will go astray."

"Also, I'm afraid that acetylene may not be enough."

"What if I burn it?" I asked.

The planner still shook his head and said, "I can't lit it, this wood won't burn."

At this time, he kept silent and suddenly spoke, "Although this thing is harder than bronze, there are flaws. You can discover it with a little careful."

"You see."

He walked up to his head and groped with his hands, saying, "Even in ancient times, there was no such large iron plow tree. It was so wide that it must have been spliced ​​with several pieces of wood."

“It’s right here.”
To be continued...