warring states careerist

Chapter 82 The Immortal Herbs, A Total Product, Hao Shouxuan ([-])
Applying the miracle of not being afraid of fire with one hand and burning firewood with a flick of a finger, it perfectly achieves the distraction.

No matter how ceremonial those witch wishes are, after all, the gold and jade are ruined. Without such hardware support, it is difficult to achieve such a blockbuster as him.

A blockbuster, the sound may not be too loud, and it may even be weaker than the original chirps, but it is better than being sudden and eye-catching.

Shi said that he has the blood of Zhu Rong and his hands are like the wings of the golden crow, which is too amazing, but it also attracts those peasants who believe in Wu Zhu and hope to turn the world around and get a good harvest.

They don't respect those witches, they only respect the gods worshiped by witches, because the gods can reduce their disasters.

The story of Zhu Rong has been circulating here, and the myth of the three-legged Golden Crow has also been circulated.

When sunspots appeared, those ancestors who looked up at the starry sky believed that crows lived there, and derived the legend of the three-legged golden crow to distinguish it from ordinary crows.

The peasants present were initially angry at the sudden appearance of these Mohists, but when the flames were ignited with their fingers, they ignited new hopes.

Or some people say that the people can be successful, but they should not start with worries.

People only care about success, not the origin of things.For them, as long as the sacrifice is successful, it doesn't matter who is the officiant, but they have to sacrifice.

It is the psychology of the people that is suitable for use. It may be difficult for those witches who are making money to understand that those people do not trust and respect them, but respect the god standing behind them. It is just that those people monopolize the way of sacrifice and power only.

These people who believe in gods can bring good times, wish the gods would come down to earth, and wish that the heavenly ladder was not closed by Chongli, so that they can directly pray to the gods without having to find out the meaning of the gods and follow the means of witchcraft.

Shi shouted like this, and there was the blockbuster flame just now, and the people present hoped that what Shi said was true...there was a severe drought last year, Wu Zhu said that it was because there were not enough sacrifices, but this young Mo Ji said It is the wrong method of offering sacrifices to these witches.

The Mohists in fiery red robes behind them also used a simple and easy-to-understand story such as taking a carriage to Yan Kingdom but heading south, but not saying that they were going in the wrong direction but accusing the carriage of being too slow.

Mo Zhezhi, referred to as Mo Zhe.

Ji Yinxi, Mo Ji is not Moses, and he doesn't want to be Moses at all, but now he has to be Moses first.

Without waiting for the wizards to refute and explain, the crowd exclaimed, and behind the young Mo Ji, a cloud of blue smoke rose.

The speed of the smoke was faster than the wet grass covering the fire, and it instantly covered the figure of the young Mo Ji, and the figure of the young Mo Ji seemed to be walking on the clouds.

And some villagers who have seen the fire burning on the mountain also smell the smell when it was burning here, which is slightly smelly and pungent.

They didn't know that it was the smell of burning sulfur and saltpeter, but they knew that the smell was very similar to the smell of the Heishi Mountain Fire back then, so they believed in the identity of this young Mo Jie.

The witches chose to be here because of the weird black stone fire a few years ago.

It was originally the fishing line they used to catch the people, but now it has become a chain that binds their hands and feet.

The people present looked at Shi who seemed to be in the clouds, and thought: If this young man has nothing to do with Zhu Rong, how could he walk in the clouds?If it wasn't for the blood of Vulcan, how could there be that slightly pungent smell?
The smoke hadn't cleared yet, and the people beside young Mo Ji built a five-foot altar with some simple wood at a jaw-dropping speed.

During the summer sacrifice to Zhu Rong, dog lungs were sacrificed, and the dog that was brought in was slaughtered on the spot. The person who killed the dog was dressed in short brown and was extremely skilled in doing it with a dagger.

Those who knew a little bit were amazed at the superb skill of the dog killer, and thought that there were indeed a lot of talents among the Mohists.

Those who know more have more confidence.

In summer sacrifices, the lungs are the first priority, and cutting the lungs requires extremely high skills: the lungs that are eaten must be separated from the heart, and the center of the lungs that cannot be cut must be cut continuously; For the most complicated part, ensure that the rest of the parts are not glued together and completely divided.

The people have already seen Mo Ji's method of making fire, and also saw the method of slaughter and cutting by the man behind him, and they half believed what he said before.

On the five-foot-high wooden platform, there was not a trace of dog blood, but the complete dog lungs were placed beside the altar, dotted with a few peaches.

The seven people were wearing red clothes, standing around the altar, praying or dancing, which seemed to be the case.

Of course, the people don't know that this was changed by the "Welcome to the Enemy Shrine" of the ink practitioners, but the sense of ritual and mystery has been created.

Of course, they would not have noticed that there were more than 20 sword-wielding people secretly blocking those witches and not allowing them to come forward.

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Standing in front of everyone, Shi felt that the sense of ritual and mystery had been shaped, and secretly sighed that the first time the smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke appeared in front of everyone was not on the battlefield, but during the sacrifice.

He looked at those people who did not oppose him, but had some trust and hope, and knew that he could start the big deception mode and become a magic stick.

He raised his right hand and asked, "It must be strange for you to see me wearing leather gloves in this midsummer moon. Some people think I'm stupid, or some people think I'm crazy... It's not like that. I With the blood of Zhu Rong on your body, and your hands like the wings of the Golden Crow, everything you touch will burn... hey!"

With a sigh, the people below let out a burst of exclamation, either in disbelief or in belief.

Shi quietly took a look at Gongzaoye, and seeing that Gongzaoye gave him a look, he knew that what should be prepared was ready.

So someone fetched a clay pot, which was filled with water, but in fact there were some white phosphorus that had been cut into small pieces under the water.

There is another layer inside his gloves, which is soaked with bile alum water, in order to prevent white phosphorus from burning himself when it burns up.

Those people who had never seen such juggling witch tricks stretched their necks forward one by one, not knowing what tricks this person was going to use, or what amazing moves he could see.

With a distressed look on his face, he said: "It is said that water and fire are incompatible, but even if my hands are wearing gloves made of the fur of exotic animals, they may still ignite a fire. You have all seen it just now, my hands are not afraid of fire , but you don’t know that my hands can burn even if they get wet.”

After speaking, he stretched out his gloved right hand into the clay pot, touched a small piece of white phosphorous between his fingers, and shook it a few times to let the wind dry the water on it.

With his left hand, he casually grabbed a handful of hay soaked in grease. Guessing that the water above the white phosphorus had dried up, he quietly hid the white phosphorus in the withered grass. With a twist of his fingers, a slight white smoke flashed, and then the ball of white phosphorus soaked in grease The dry grass is burning.

Gong Zaoye stood aside, secretly pouring a pot of wine into the air, pretending to touch it with his hand, and using the burning grass to ignite the wine...

There is no drilling wood, no Jian Sui, no flint, just twirling with your fingers, and the dry grass is ignited!

Those water and wine splashed into the air should be used for sacrifices, but the wine burned!

At this time, these little tricks that only need a little white phosphorus and a little distilled wine in Shi's opinion are miracles.

Coupled with his nonsensical identity just now, this kind of miracle is even more convincing.

The hundreds of people surrounding the front exclaimed in unison, rubbed their eyes vigorously, looked at each other and asked if they were wrong.

The people behind who couldn't see clearly asked the people in front what happened.

"When you twist your fingers, a flame rises!"

"Water and fire are incompatible, but this man can set the sacrificial wine on fire!"

This kind of miracle was passed down from generation to generation, instantly making thousands of people present excited.

They hope this is true, because if it is true, then they can better communicate with the gods and avoid the severe drought of the previous year.

People always like to believe what they want to believe, so if they want it to be true, they really believe it.

He boasted a few words, and told some stories about strange beasts in "Shan Hai Jing". These stories may have been circulated or have not yet appeared, but their imagination has completely surpassed the imagination of everyone present, and they are also in his hands. The pair of ordinary cowhide gloves weaved a surprising life experience.

Shi said that this pair of gloves he got from Yushan was woven from the feathers of "Shengyu", a divine bird that can cause floods, and it can ward off fire.

He talked about the legend of Yushan, and about Shengyu's appearance, and then lit a cotton thread soaked in brine inside and saltpeter outside, which only the Mohist had in his hand.Below the cotton thread is a heavy copper coin.

When it is burned on the fire, the outside of the cotton thread burns quickly, but the inside cannot burn because of the brine.Everyone only saw the cotton thread burning, but after it burned, it kept burning, and the copper coin was still attached to it. They were surprised and believed that it was woven by the feather of victory, otherwise, how could it keep burning?

Shi felt that if he said at this time that "Sheng Yuyu" could prevent fires and prevent fires at home, he might be able to get thousands of dollars in an instant.

But he was too lazy to do that, thousands of dollars were nothing compared to what he wanted.He was chatting here just to wait for one thing.

When the earthenware pot set up next to it began to emit the aroma of cooked soybean oil, Shi Shi looked back and found that Lu Hua and others who were quietly busy there had already rubbed a large pile of small twists.

Seeing that the time is ripe, he said loudly: "The reason why I questioned those priests just now is because their method of sacrifice is wrong, and they cannot understand the gods."

"In the past, Chongli was the most powerful god, and the separation between humans and gods no longer affected them. If the sacrifices were not done properly, how could it be possible to get the protection of the gods?"

The reed flower had already blasted out a few small twists, so she picked up a twist and said, "In the past, there was a ladder to the sky. What did the ladder look like? It looks like this..."

The small double-helix-shaped twist was scattered to the people below, except for the one that might have been stained with white phosphorus.Since it is necessary to create a myth, it must be connected with the previous story, and also prepare for the simple genetics of Fuxi and Nuwa in the future.

The little twist goes up in a spiral, and none of the people has seen what the sky ladder looks like. Just imagine, maybe the legendary sky ladder on Kunlun Mountain spirals up like this.

At this time, not to mention ordinary people, even princes and nobles believed in the theory of heavenly ladders.

King Chu Zhao, who was beaten by Wu Zixu and grandson Wuzi in the past, once asked Guan Shefu: "Book of Zhou" said that Chongli separated the heavenly ladder from man to god, why?You said that without this matter, would people be able to go to heaven?

Those people who listened to the nonsense and thought that this is what the ladder looks like have already decided that the ladder is like this, and this thing tastes quite good, crunchy and oily.

Being encouraged by Shi Shi again, I suddenly felt a bit of hatred for the previous Wu Zhu: You don't understand anything and dare to engage in sacrifices?The gods who were fooling around were unhappy, which led to the drought the year before!You can't let others come!Mo Ji is the real blood of Zhu Rong and the wings of the Golden Crow, which is very different.

Besides, it does make sense.After the Jedi Tiantong, there is no ladder to worship the gods, how can they reach the gods?

This is a simple truth, so simple and credible.The deeper the belief, the more thorough the destruction will be in the future.

　What Mo Xi said about Moses is the same as giving corn on the cob to Han Qian. It is purely a joke, so don't get into it.Heishi Mountain spontaneous combustion, taken from "Shui Jing Zhu", not here.Another: Combined with the rhetoric of "Mozi" and "Rituals" that Xia used dog oil, and Southern Emperor Yan used dogs for sacrifices, the sacrifice of dog lungs can be justified. "Moon Order", the May Festival, the lungs first. "Welcome to the Enemy Shrine", Emperor Yan, seven people, red clothes, and a dog. In "Mandarin", King Zhao of Chu asked about the Ladder of Heaven to his father. "Shaoyi", eat the lungs, leave without worrying about the heart. "Qu Li Zhu", eating and killing animals is sacrificed to the ancestors, Yu Yu's head, Xia Yixin, Shang's liver, and Zhou's lungs. "Tianguan", Xia Xingju, food paste smell.Shame, dog ointment.

　　
　
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