Blue and White Society

  Chapter 293 The Ghost of Mount Tai

  Brother Ma still has a broken leg, but half of his body is sitting inside the giant wooden scorpion, only the upper half of his body is exposed on the back of the giant scorpion.

   It looks like a half-human, half-scorpion monster.

  Brother Ma rode a giant scorpion to make up for the inconvenience of walking due to his broken leg. With a rock plate in his hand, he was manipulating the giant scorpion to carry him to the top of the bronze stone pillar, high above the ground.

  At this moment, he is holding a bronze disc in his hand, which seems to be cut from the dome.

   "What did you do?" Mo Qiong shouted.

  Brother Ma's expression changed. It is impossible to say that he is not timid. This place is very evil, and he also saw it. Using a stone disc to control the giant scorpion is not scientific at all.

  Although he is a tomb robber and is even good at Feng Shui, he is also a person with a materialistic worldview.

After finally mastering the usage of the stone disc, the giant scorpion can lead him to crawl around, but he saw the giant snake running out of the grotto, and the rain of arrows all over the sky, and the rain of arrows was also countless small snakes, each of which seemed to be alive Generally, they crawl on the ground fearlessly.

  Swishling, densely packed, it makes people tremble with fear.

  Mo Qiong was even more amazing, with a three-foot air wall all over his body, it was hard for those ten thousand snakes to get close.

  Brother Ma felt that he had been involved in a big pool of muddy water, and he just wanted to use the power of the giant scorpion to grab a few antiques and leave quickly.

  In order to prevent being affected by the battle, he manipulated the giant scorpion to climb to the top of the giant pillar. By the way, he also took a fancy to a bronze disc on the dome of the underground palace.

  This is not a mausoleum, and there are no night pearls on the dome. There is a disc hanging around it and a few lines are drawn for decoration.

  Although it is polished round, it is mottled, which is completely a product of immature craftsmanship.

  But it is this immature craftsmanship that is more valuable, because it was done by the ancients.

  At this moment, the copper plate is embedded on the top of the stone, which makes Brother Ma very greedy.

   A piece of such an unknown bronze vessel is worth at least tens of millions, because this style and pattern have never been seen before!

  At this moment, it was already close in front of my eyes, and Brother Ma couldn't wait to reach out to pick it up!

   "Ka Ka Ka..."

  When he pulled, the giant snake seemed to be aware of it immediately, and rushed towards him like crazy, and shot out countless Hydralisks in the air, threatening to kill him.

  Brother Ma did not expect this situation at all, seeing countless Hydralisks flying at him, he was frightened silly.

  Mo Poor couldn't watch him die, he just stepped on the air and soared upwards.

   "Srustling!"

  A wall of air ran across the area, stopping all Hydralisks. In order to cut off one of its fingers, Mo Poor spewed fire again, turning the flying arrows into a rain of fire.

  The wound was stopped bleeding again, but Mo Poor saw that the giant snake had gone mad, and countless small snakes came from all directions, so Mo Poor had to release the air wall in all directions.

  There is too little oxygen, and the fire cannot be started. Mo Poor set fire twice, and has exhausted the oxygen he brought down. At this moment, he can only use the air wall to protect the two oil bottles.

   Mo Poor swallowed two sugar pills and said, "Calm down, I'll let him put the things back now."

  He asked Brother Ma to put the things back, but the giant snake seemed to be out of breath, and just spit out a bamboo slip, which was Mozi's original story.

   "A fisherman's respect is not a gift from the fish, and baiting a mouse or worm is not a love."

   "Tsk..." Mo Poor frowned.

What does that mean? The angler bends down so humbly, but before the fish is caught, when the fish is caught, the angler's look of looking up and smiling is his nature.

  If a person wants to eliminate mice and catch them, he will definitely bait the things that the mice like to eat, and make them carefully, as if he loves them. But is this mouse love?

  People in the world are often moved by humbly bowing and tempted by the exquisite bait, but in fact they are only misled by appearances, seduced by clever words, and then lose their judgment.

  Throwing such a bamboo slip to Mo Poor almost exploded his lungs.

   He doesn’t use dirty words when swearing. This clearly means that he is plotting to do something wrong, speaking cleverly, and using specious words to paralyze and use him. He is a seemingly humble fisherman.

  Mo Poor is helpless, but his words are not credible, but why doesn't this giant snake think about it, if it really came to **** the contents, why bother talking so much nonsense with him?

  He can set fire, there is an air wall, just unblock the entrance and set a big fire, the seemingly powerful wooden armored beast here is the result of being burned.

   "The giant snake thinks that Brother Ma is with us, and the behavior of Brother Ma at this moment further confirms the so-called 'fisherman's respect'. What should we do?" Yingfei asked.

  Mo Poor was silent for a moment, but smiled and said: "The superior asked me to talk, and I have already talked, but unfortunately this guy is an elm head."

   "Since it doesn't make sense, let's break it down and talk about it."

  Hearing Mo Qiong's resolute tone, Yingfei said anxiously: "Don't burn this place!"

  He is a tomb robber on the surface, but he is actually an archaeologist, and he loves the things here more than anyone else.

   "Don't worry, I can't afford it..." Mo Qiong laughed.

   As he spoke, he swung the golden hammer and spun it twice to throw it!

   Goal, Elm Head!

   There is no doubt that the person who controlled the giant snake should be the wooden armor head that escaped before, but it was just a different body.

  The wooden armored head should be somewhere inside the giant snake at this moment.

  No matter where it is, the hammer is sure to hit!

   "Boom!"

  The golden hammer was powerful and heavy, and was thrown out by Mo Poor with all his strength, and it directly smashed into the giant snake's mouth with terrifying power.

  The giant snake shut its throat tightly, trying to stop the golden hammer, but what's the use?

  The golden hammer pierced through the triple gate continuously, and sank into the depths of the giant snake's body.

   This is not over yet, the golden hammer kept rushing straight, and heard a series of muffled sounds inside: puff puff puff!

  God knows where the giant snake hid its body. Anyway, the golden hammer penetrated from the snake's head to its tail, and finally blasted out from the end.

   Along the way, wood chips were flying, countless wooden snakes were scattered, and the giant snake almost fell apart!

   Yingfei might not be able to see clearly, but Mo Poor saw the golden hammer holding the elm head, and smashed it out of the giant snake.

   "Why is it at the tail?" Mo Poor smiled secretly, guessing that the elm head would keep retreating inside the giant snake when the hammer hit him.

   As a result, the elm head just happened to be like a guidepost, pulling the golden hammer and blasting the giant snake all the way.

  The more the target does not want to be hit, the more it is blocked, the greater the loss.

  If you get out of the way properly, the golden hammer is not so effective, but you have to use heavy wooden armor to stop it. As a result, Mo Qiong's hammer directly caused the huge wooden armored snake 80 to 90 meters long to collapse into a small snake on the ground.

  Of course, the little snake is also very troublesome, and Mo Poor is running out of sugar, so he has to fight against the snakes and rush to the smashed elm head.

  Yumu creaked his head and wanted to run, and controlled countless Hydralisks to stop him, until he surrounded Moqiong densely into a ball.

  But what's the use of that? Mo Poor used the air cannon to open the way, and the air cannon with forced displacement will not stop until it reaches the destination, and no one can stop it.

   Not long after, Mo Poor went on a rampage, killing Yu Mu's head, and grabbed it with his hand.

  Unable to prevent him from stabbing his own hand, Mo Poor, like breaking a crab's legs, snapped a few times, and directly threw off all its outer limbs, leaving only one head.

  The elm head was still shaking, struggling crazily.

   "Now, can we talk?" Mo Qiong smiled.

  The elm head is really the elm head, and it is still manipulating countless Hydralisks to attack Mo Poor.

  Mo Poor has to support a large wall of air and resist attacks. There is really not much sugar, but it is impossible for the elm head to know this.

   "If you don't give up, I won't talk nonsense with you. If you try to inherit your snake manipulator effect, I will crush you." Mo Poor shouted.

  Hearing this, Yumu's head finally stopped.

  Mo Poor breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the bamboo slips on the ground and said, "Come on, shall we chat?"

   "Why don't you kill me?" Yumu's head manipulated countless snakes to form big characters.

   "Yo, you can talk like this, so you still threw bamboo slips before?" Mo Poor laughed.

   "Zi Mozi's words are enough." Countless little snakes changed their words again.

  Mo Qiong said in his heart that this is really not a cultural person pretending to be forceful?

   "Don't worry, I dare not kill you. If I kill you, I will be a snake manipulator. After I die, I will turn into a snake and be manipulated by others." Mo Poor said with a look of disgust.

   It seems that this sentence moved the other party. After all, there is a chance to get the effect, but you don’t want it. It’s not the benefit, but the harm first. This is a typical containment consciousness.

   Mohists also have such a consciousness.

  Yumu's head was silent for a moment, and then said: "The feather of Zhu Rong entered the sea and boiled the sea, and entered the dry land... Qin Huali carried it out of the customs and was buried in the Western Regions."

   "Pfft!" Mo Poor was shocked, buried in the Western Regions?

   There is really no place to put it, so I sent it out... This... What a rascal!

   "Could it be put in Lop Nur?" Mo Poor asked.

   Yumu head did not answer, how could he know what Lop Nur is.

   "Then there is Chi You's eye?"

  Mo Poor still wanted to ask, but Yumu's head told Mo Poor to let him go, and he would die if he didn't let him go.

  Let him go casually, and Mo Poor doesn't care if he repeats it, because he really doesn't have to be afraid of fighting with cold weapons. Although he doesn't have much sugar, Lord Gou is coming soon.

   Seeing that Mo Poor really let him go, the elm head immediately got into the snake, but then he climbed into the workshop and placed his head on the unfinished wooden warrior inside.

  The wooden armored warrior stood in front of Mo Poor, surrounded by countless small snakes. He told Mo Poor that what Brother Ma got was the wooden armored wheel.

   "What? You just put it on the ceiling like this? And isn't it made of wood?" Mo Qiong asked in a daze.

   "Who says the wooden armored wheel is a wooden utensil?"

   "..." Mo Poor was speechless. The Wooden Armor Wheel meant that it could make wooden armor, but it did not say that it was also made of wood.

  The Mohists also took advantage of this, and put it on the dome like a chandelier, and anyone who came thought it was a decoration.

   But I didn't expect that time has passed and the situation has changed, and it has become an antique... It has become a thief, and it has become the eye of Brother Ma.

   "Give it back to him..." Mo Poor said.

  Brother Ma hesitated for a moment, Mo Poor directly repelled it from the air wall, and immediately countless Hydralisks rushed up, he was so frightened that he quickly threw the disk away.

   Yumu took Yuanpan with his head, and he completely believed in Mo Poor's sincerity. If those who knew the secrets of the Mohist came to **** it, they would not be so polite.

   As everyone knows, Mo Poor is interested in the memory of Yumu's head. If the higher-ups want a wooden armored wheel, this elm head can't keep it.

   Yumu's head motioned for Mo Poor to follow him.

  Mo Poor turned his head, knocked out Brother Ma, and then led Yingfei to follow.

   They followed the Mujia people through the stone wall again, but this time they stepped through the bronze gate.

  The door is very wide, and there are several elevators made of wooden armor mechanism. The wooden armor man picked up the stone plate next to the elevator and walked in.

  The two followed, took the elevator down, and came to a lower floor.

   "What!" Yingfei was stunned as soon as he got off.

  I saw a huge wooden armored dragon entrenched here, how big is it? The wooden warrior controlled the countless small wooden snakes to climb down, and all of them got into the wooden dragon's body, forming one of its claws.

   That is to say, the giant snake before was just a claw cut off from the dragon.

   "How many trees have you cut down?" Mo Qiong sighed.

  There was no snake on the elm head to write for him this time, but there was a bronze knife at the bottom, and he wrote stroke by stroke: "I don't know."

   "By the way, is there no pen and paper here?" Mo Qiong said in his heart that you are from the Song Dynasty, why don't you prepare some pen and paper?

  The elm head wrote again: "What's the use?"

   "..." Mo Poor was astonished.

   After in-depth communication with Yumu's head, Mo Poor finally figured out who this guy was.

  The last generation of giants of the Mohists, and... a polished commander.

  So he has no disciples to teach, nor can he develop disciples. Since the Han Dynasty, almost everyone in the Mohist school has shouted and beaten, and no one wants to become a Mohist.

  So the Mohist family gradually disappeared from the world. This underground palace was built when the Mohist family was at its strongest, but the number of people living there became less and less. It began to decline from the Han Dynasty until the end of the Tang Dynasty.

  Of course, this refers to the Mo Ju lineage.

  The so-called Moju lineage refers to the general translation of Moju, that is, the Ju of Moju.

  The debaters of the Mohist school are called Mo Bian, the merchants are called Mo Shang, and the inmates are called Mo Ju.

  It is the most disciplined branch of the Mohist family, and it is also the one that is really responsible for the containment. Those who are so big are called giants.

   Over time, they became a solitary line.

  There is only one person in each generation of Mohists, how can they do justice? Later, they even broke away from society, and lived in seclusion in this underground palace without going anywhere. It became their only duty to guard the contents here.

  This last tycoon lived in the underground palace for a long time, and the only few times he went out, he only went to the countryside under the mountain to exchange some things.

   Pen and paper? He knew it existed, but he didn't need it and would never buy it.

   It can be described as the ultimate otaku...

  Of course, he still has a task, which is to have children, because if he lives in a house without children, who will be the next generation of the Mo family? Who will guard this huge underground palace?

  He managed to get a wife in the village below the mountain and gave birth to a child.

  But the sadness is the sadness. His son is unwilling to shoulder this responsibility, and he doesn't even recognize that there is anything to guard in this underground palace. How is this different from guarding the mausoleum? So ran away...

   So far, the last giant was afraid that his son would expose this place, so he sealed the underground palace.

   Then he chose to sacrifice himself to the Wooden Armored Wheel. After he died, the Wooden Armored Man had all his memories.

  After Mo Poor found out, he felt a pain in the ass, sitting in such a large underground palace, with so many wooden armored beasts, including his own snake-manipulating effect, it would not be a problem to dominate one side.

  But the giants of the past dynasties did not do this, but hid these things and kept them secret from the public.

   As for the reason, it is very simple. If the wood armor technique is so powerful that everyone in the world pays attention to it, then this thing is equivalent to the supreme secret manual in martial arts novels, and the unrivaled magic weapon in fantasy novels, attracting countless people to covet it.

  Not everyone will abide by the righteousness of the Mohists, but everyone wants to grasp the benefits.

  Everyone thinks this thing is very useful, and the world will be in danger that day. The Mohists may be able to dominate for a while, but one day, they will be defeated, and then let this thing fall into the hands of others, and then others will be defeated again, just like a dynasty change.

  The Mohists would rather perish than generations to compete for the art of wooden armor.

   "Where are Chi You's eyes?" Mo Qiong looked around.

  The elm head pointed at the dragon head, and Mo Poor looked, and saw that the dragon head of the wooden armored dragon was drilled into the ground. Yumu's head told him that Chi You's eye was in the dragon's eye, looking at the things in the hole,

   "Wait a minute... If you are hiding from the world like this, why are you making such a big wooden beast?" Mo Poor asked.

   "Suppress the ghost of Mount Tai."

  Mo Poor was startled, the ghost of Mount Tai was the last one contained by the Mo family.

  It is described on the stone wall that it is a hundred feet long, that it is indestructible, and that it can shake mountains, so I won't describe it too much.

  At this moment, it seems that this is the one the Mohist fears the most? To create such a big dragon, Chi You's eyes were used.

   "Then what are the characteristics of the Taishan ghost? You have to tell me clearly, what will happen if you don't suppress it?" Mo Poor said seriously.

  The elm head wrote: "If the mountain does not fall, the sky will be overturned..."

   "Don't play around with me, what the hell!" Mo Poor asked.

   "Where the ghost of Mount Tai is, there is Mount Tai." Yumu head said.

  Mo Qiong hissed. This sentence sounds like nonsense at first glance, but when you listen to it as the characteristics of the contained object, it is incredible.

Where    is located, is Mount Tai? This refers to where it goes, where does Mount Tai follow?

   Co-author Taishan is here because this thing is pressed here?

  Then if the ghost of Taishan runs around the country, Taishan will also rampage around the country?

  He asked out his doubts, but Yumu's head's explanation surprised him even more.

   It is not where it goes, where Mount Tai follows, but once it goes out of the boundary of Mount Tai, the Mount Tai will rise and extend there!

   That is to say, once the ghost of Mount Tai runs from Qilu Province to Dali Province, there will be an additional mountain range running from north to south in China, which is called Mount Tai.

   "Damn it..."

  Mo Poor hurriedly reported the situation upwards. This thing has been buried here for two thousand years, and the Lanbai Club knows nothing about it!

  One day there will be a change in this underground palace, let it run out, it will really turn the world upside down.

  …

   p.s: Sorry, I don’t want to say anything, I can only wish you a happy National Day.

  (end of this chapter)