Wu Liang looked surprised.

"Young master, I don't know. This is an instrument designed by Miss Xiang'er herself. She hasn't named it yet, but I think it's quite appropriate to call it 'Sleep Fairy Ball'."

Sun Ye lowered his eyebrows and said submissively, "Young master often walks in unknown and dangerous situations, and it is inevitable that he will encounter some dangerous things. If this thing is used properly, it can capture or trap those dangerous things in an instant.

, no matter how bad it is, it can buy some time for the young master to escape. Miss Xiang'er is also intentional. In addition, the silk thread used in this fishing net is the ink thread that I carefully woven and dyed. The ancestor has given me a secret method, so I use a special technique to weave and dye it.

Although the ink line may not be able to withstand the chop of a knife or axe, it will have a certain suppressive effect on evil objects."

No wonder this fishing net is red.

It turned out that the specially made ink fountain thread was used... In later generations, there were indeed rumors that the ink fountain thread could ward off evil spirits. Even the lines drawn by the ink fountain on the wall and the ground had the effect of drawing the ground as a prison.

Since Sun Ye is a descendant of Lu Ban, I think this is true. However, he only said that it has a "certain suppressive effect", so he cannot be too confident in this.

But I have to admit it.

This is indeed a good thing that is particularly suitable for him to use.

When he passed through Jizhou before, he bought a few local fishing nets in order to use the fishing nets to prevent the corpses in the mausoleum from mutating.

Now that we have this "trapped fairy ball", it is naturally much more convenient, and it is also a safer remote method.

"Well, this thing can be triggered by just throwing it and touching it?"

Wu Liang nodded and asked.

"Exactly."

Sun Ye responded.

“So how do you recycle it?”

Wu Liang asked again.

Thyme's face turned red, she lowered her head and said with some shame: "Master, I'm sorry, Xiang'er has not thought of the automatic recycling method yet, so Xiang'er only made a few extra ones, and you can just use them if you bring them with you.

After the incense is finished, I will make it for you, so there is no need to automatically recycle it, but I don’t know...if it can satisfy the owner of the family."

Wu Liang decisively pulled Thyme into his arms, rubbed her head lovingly and said with a smile: "How can you be dissatisfied? This thing is going to play a big role. Xiang'er is really talented. The product produced by Xiang'er must be a high-quality product."

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And on the other side.

But Sun Ye raised his hand and said, "Sir, I also have something I want to offer to you."

"Mr. Sun, please!"

Wu Liang perked up and quickly made another inviting gesture.

Sun Ye nodded, turned around and came to an unexpectedly locked wooden box, and took out a small two-inch square iron box that looked like a Rubik's Cube.

And this little iron box has something in common with the "trapped fairy ball".

There are also many small gaps on it. At first glance, it is made up of many parts, but in the end it is a cube that fits perfectly.

"I haven't thought of a suitable name for this thing yet."

While handing the iron cube to Wu Liang's hand, Sun Ye introduced, "Its idea comes from Miss Xiang'er's 'Trapped Fairy Ball', and many of its mechanism arrangements are borrowed from it."

"How to use this thing?"

Wu Liang looked at the iron cube up and down. There was a small ring on the iron cube. If this was the mechanism that triggered the iron cube, it would be somewhat similar to the grenades of later generations.

"Master, please step back a little, and I will demonstrate for you."

Sun Ye took the iron cube back again, and then first led Wu Liang behind a platform at the entrance of the workshop. After signaling Wu Liang to hide, he pulled off the small ring, and then threw it to the worker.

Inside the workshop.

"Danglanglang!"

The iron cube fell to the ground and rolled a few times, but it didn't happen immediately.

But Thyme pulled Wu Liang's sleeves hard to prevent Wu Liangzhong from curiously walking out from behind the stage. It seemed that something very dangerous would happen next.

After about two breaths of time.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the iron cube was as boring as a "trapped fairy ball", and then countless iron needles flew in all directions like rain.

Very powerful.

Many iron needles sank directly into the wood in the workshop, while more steel needles made intensive "ding-ding-ding" sounds as they hit iron or stone tools.

"Innuendo?!"

Wu Liang was stunned.
Chapter completed!