Traveling through ancient times, the empress insisted on having a child with me

Chapter 119 Clay Pot Thunder

The next day, Ling Chuan went to the Criminal Investigation Bureau early in the morning. Wu Kun was surprised to see Ling Chuan actually report to the yamen.

But he didn't dare to offend Ling Chuan easily now. Even the prince had told him not to provoke him during this period.

Wu Kun also knew that the prince had made a lot of money from the sugar recently, and Ling Chuan was still a cash cow.

However, when Ling Chuan said that one of his men was assassinated while investigating a case outside, Wu Kun couldn't help but be shocked.

Even though he is just a small guard, he is also a member of the imperial court and a member of his judicial department. Since the establishment of the judicial department, it has not achieved any success so far.

It would be fine if he hadn't done any meritorious service, but now someone has died. If the Ministry of Personnel takes note of this, he might even lose his position as the head of the Judicial Investigation Department next year.

This case involves the Xu family of Ruyin. If we can expose the Xu family based on this case, it would be a great achievement.

Besides, Prince Ning has always been at odds with the aristocratic factions, and Xu is now just a drowned dog. Wu Kun has no pressure at all to deal with him.

So he did not have any difficulty in meeting Ling Chuan's request, and even took the initiative to ask him if he wanted to bring more people from two families to Ruyin.

Ling Chuan was also a little confused. Why was Wu Kun so easy to talk to?

"Thank you, sir. We don't need any more manpower for the time being, but Zhao Fu's pension..."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to get the highest level of compensation. He died while investigating a case, how can I disappoint my colleagues in the Investigation Department?"

Hey, has Wu Kun really changed his personality?

Ling Chuan bowed, thanked him and left.

In addition to the Criminal Investigation Bureau, Lingchuan took Chuyi to buy firecrackers.

After buying firecrackers, they headed straight to Jilong Mountain. Chuyi looked at the donkey cart full of firecrackers and charcoal and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did you buy so many firecrackers?"

“Save your life!”

"Save your life?" Chuyi asked in confusion, "Can setting off firecrackers save your life? If someone really attacks you, even if you light the firecrackers in time, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop the other person from taking your life."

Ling Chuan curled his lips and said, "Why not just make the firecrackers bigger?"

Chuyi sneered: "You are taking it for granted. No matter how big the firecrackers are, they can't stop a martial arts master. Unless you carry all these firecrackers with you, otherwise..."

"You don't understand this. If I succeed, even the most powerful masters will have to avoid me."

Chuyi remained silent, and it was obvious that he didn't believe Lingchuan's words at all.

Lingchuan stayed in Jilong Mountain for three days, during which he conducted countless experiments.

Not only did he know how to make black gunpowder made of one nitre, two sulfur and three charcoals, he also knew how to make yellow gunpowder, but he had never put it into practice.

But time was urgent and he had no time to study it. He could only deal with it for the time being. By adding some white sugar to the black gunpowder, the power could be greatly increased.

However, after three days of experiments, the power of black powder still failed to meet his expectations. It could not even blow up a small copper pot. In fact, due to repeated experiments, the small copper pot was burned through. He had to find a clay pot to do the experiment, but he found that the effect of using the clay pot was surprisingly good.

In an open space outside the Jilongshan White Sugar Workshop, Ling Chuan excitedly took several finished clay pot thunders and said to Chu Yi, "Let me open your eyes today."

Chu leaned to one side with his arms across his chest. He had watched Ling Chuan do countless experiments in the past three days. At this moment, Ling Chuan's hair and face were greasy, and his clothes were burned through in several places, with the hem being tattered.

After three days, only yesterday was there any loud noise. In Chuyi's opinion, Ling Chuan was just playing with the fire the rest of the time.

At this time, Ling Chuan had already placed a row of clay pots on the ground. There were five in total, from large to small. He held the smallest clay pot in his hand and said to Chu Yi, "Don't underestimate these clay pots. Although they didn't achieve the goal I expected, they are still quite powerful."

Chu leaned sideways and raised his chin slightly. The meaning was very clear: why don’t you order one and try it.

Ling Chuan also raised his chin in response, then took out a lighter, lit the fuse, and threw it out with all his strength.

With Ling Chuan's limited strength, he only threw the earthen jar more than thirty meters away, and it exploded with a bang when it hit the ground.

The power... was not much greater than the firecrackers Lingchuan had played with before. The only thing that could cause a little deterrence was the fragments splashing after the clay pot exploded.

But with this noise, Ling Chuan felt that even if his clothes were a little thicker, the bullet wouldn't be able to penetrate them.

He glanced at Chuyi and clearly saw disdain in Chuyi's eyes.

So he picked up the largest earthenware jar again, took out a tinderbox and lit it. Seeing sparks crackling on the fuse, Ling Chuan used all his strength to throw the jar away.

But he obviously underestimated the weight of the big earthenware jar and overestimated his own strength. The jar fell to the ground after only being thrown a few meters.

Fortunately, the fuse was quite long and rolled on the ground for several times before exploding.

In a burst of strong fire, the clay jar exploded with a loud bang, and countless pieces of the jar flew everywhere. Chu Yi, who was standing by, glared, grabbed Ling Chuan and quickly retreated, while waving his other hand repeatedly, knocking away several pieces of flying debris.

Ling Chuan was stunned, thinking, can you block the rubble from the bomb just by waving your hands? Then you can even catch bullets, right?

But when Lingchuan landed, Chuyi spread out his palms, and there were three pieces of rubble in his palms.

Then Chuyi turned over his palm, revealing the back of his hand, and found that there was a faint bloodstain on the back of his hand, the kind that was caused by a scratch on the oily skin.

"This thing is quite interesting. It can actually break my protective Qi."

"Really?" Ling Chuan smiled. "So, this clay pot mine is still somewhat useful?"

Chu Yi raised his chin and said, "It's useless. Anyone with a little agility can easily dodge it. Besides, this thing is too dangerous for you. Don't let this thing hurt you instead of the thief."

Ling Chuan was a little discouraged. Chuyi was right. If he used this thing against a martial arts master, it would probably be useless. In this world, let alone someone like Chuyi, even a third-rate master could jump two meters away.

He had seen with his own eyes that when the fat man Zhang Tong ran, each step was ten feet long.

"What if it is used against ordinary people? After all, most people don't know martial arts."

Chuyi lowered his chin slightly and said, "It does have some effect. If this kind of power is applied to ordinary people, they will either die or be injured."

Ling Chuan clapped his hands and said, "That's enough. When the time comes, I'll take care of the masters and leave the rubbish to me."

Chuyi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Lingchuan spent another two days making some improvements to the clay jar mine and even put some iron nails in the jar.

When Chuyi saw Lingchuan putting nails in the clay jar, the corner of his mouth twitched. This Lingchuan was also a cruel and ruthless guy.

Lu Xi had already received the news that Ling Chuan was planning to go to Ruyin. At first, she was against Ling Chuan taking the risk, but Ling Chuan's attitude was very tough. Lu Xi could only remind Chu Yi that everything should be based on Ling Chuan's safety.

So when Ling Chuan returned to the backyard of San Tiao Lane, he set off the next day with Zhang Tong and his men.