Blue and White Society - Chapter 292

[Chapter 282 The Ghost of Mount Tai]

Brother Ma’s legs are still broken, but half of his body is sitting in the wooden armor giant scorpion, only the upper body is exposed on the giant scorpion’s back.

It looked 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. He was holding the stone plate by hand, and was controlling the giant scorpion to carry him up to the top of the bronze stone pillar, high above the ground.

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

“What did you do?” Mo Poor shouted.

Brother Ma’s face changed. It’s impossible to say that he is not timid. This place is very evil, and he can see that it is not scientific at all to control the giant scorpion with a stone disc.

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.

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

Mo Qiong was even more amazing, with a three-foot wall of air around his body, he insisted that the ten thousand snakes couldn’t get close to him.

Brother Ma felt that he had been thrown into 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 and a few patterns painted around it for decoration.

Although 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 was embedded on the top of the stone, which made Brother Ma very greedy.

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

But at this moment, it was already close in front of his eyes, and Brother Ma couldn’t wait to reach out to pick it up!

“Ka Ka Ka…”

As soon as he poked, 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 really didn’t expect this situation at all, seeing countless Hydralisks flying towards him, he was frightened silly.

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

“Sususususususususususu!” The

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

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

There was too little oxygen, and the fire would not start. Mo Poor set fire twice, and had exhausted the oxygen he brought down. At this moment, he could only protect the two oil bottles with an air wall.

Mo Poor swallowed two sugar pills and said, “Calm down, I’ll ask him to 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 spit out a bamboo slip, yes Mozi’s original text.

“A fisherman’s respect is not for the fish, nor is it for 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.

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If a person wants to eliminate mice and catch mice, he will definitely bait the mouse’s favorite food and make it for it carefully, as if he loves it.

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 profanity when swearing, which clearly means that he is plotting to do something wrong, speaking cleverly, using specious words to paralyze and use him, and he is a seemingly humble fisherman.

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

He can set fire and has an air wall. He only needs to unblock the entrance and set a big fire. The seemingly powerful wooden beast here is the result of being burned.

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“The giant snake thinks that Brother Ma is with us, and Brother Ma’s behavior 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 instead he smiled and said, “The superiors asked me to talk about it. I have already talked about it. Unfortunately, this guy has an elm head.”

“Since it doesn’t make sense, let’s break it down and talk about it.”

Yingfei said anxiously: “Don’t burn this place!” On the

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

“Don’t worry, I can’t afford it…” Mo Poor smiled.

As he said that, he swung the golden hammer and spun it around twice to throw it!

Goal, Elm Head!

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

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

No matter where it is, anyway, this hammer is sure to hit!

“Boom!” The

golden hammer sank vigorously, and was thrown out by Mo Qiong 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.

Before this was over, the golden hammer rushed straight, and heard a series of muffled sounds from inside: Puff puff puff!

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

Along the way, sawdust flew, countless wooden snakes split and 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’s head and smashing it out of the giant snake’s body.

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“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 doesn’t have such a big effect, but you have to use heavy wooden armor to stop it. As a result, Mo Poong’s hammer directly caused the huge wooden armored snake 80 to 90 meters long to collapse into a ground of small snakes.

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

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

But what’s the use?

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.

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

Without preventing him from stabbing his own hand, Mo Poor took a few slaps like snapping off a crab’s legs, and took off all its outer limbs, leaving only its head.

The elm head was still shaking, struggling crazily.

“Now, can we talk?” Mo Poor asked with a smile.

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

Mo Poor had to build up a large wall of air and resist attacks. There was really not much sugar, but it was impossible for his elm-headed head to know this.

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

Hearing this, Yumu’s head finally stopped.

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Mo Poor breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the bamboo slips on the ground and said, “Come on, let’s have a chat?

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“Yo, you can talk like this, but you still threw bamboo slips before?” Mo Qiong smiled.

“Zimozi’s words are enough.” Countless little snakes changed their words again.

“Don’t worry, I dare not kill you. If I kill you, I will become a snake manipulator. After I die, I will become 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: “Zhu Rong’s feathers entered the sea and boiled the sea, and entered the dry land… the bird slipped out of the customs and was buried in the Western Regions.” &1t;i>&1t;/i>

“Pfft!” Surprised, 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’s head didn’t answer, he didn’t know what Lop Nur was.

“Then what about Chi You’s eyes?”

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 is really not afraid of fighting with cold weapons. Although he doesn’t have much sugar, Lord Gou is coming soon.

Yumu’s head saw that Mo Poor really let him go, and immediately got into the snake, but then he climbed into the workshop and put his head on the unfinished wooden warrior inside.

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

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

“Who said that the wooden armored wheel is a wooden utensil?”

“…” Mo Poong was dumbfounded. The wooden armored 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, placing it on the dome like a chandelier, and anyone who came thought it was a decoration.

Unexpectedly, time has passed, and it has become an antique… It has become a thief and valuable, but it has made Brother Ma stare at it.

“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 Mo family came to snatch it, they would not be so polite.

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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 wooden armor man through the stone wall again, but this time they stepped through the bronze gate.

The door is extremely wide, and there are several elevators made of wooden armored mechanisms. The wooden armored man picked up the stone plate next to the elevators and walked in.

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

“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.

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other words, the giant snake before was just a claw that was pulled from the dragon.

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

There was no snake in Yumu’s 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?” Why don’t you prepare some paper and pen?

Yumu’s head wrote again: “What’s the use?”

“…” Mo Qiong was stunned.

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

The last generation of giants of the Mo family, and… a polished commander.

Therefore, he has no disciples to teach, nor can he show disciples. Since the Han Dynasty, almost everyone in the Mohist school has shouted and beaten, and no one is willing to become a Mohist.

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

has become a single lineage…

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 businessmen are called Mo Shang, and the inmates are called Mo Ju.

It is the most disciplined branch of the Mo 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.

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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 at the foot of 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 said that he is the ultimate otaku…

Of course, he still has a task, which is to have children, because if he is a nerd without children for a lifetime, who will be the next generation of the Mo family?

Who will guard this huge underground palace?

He managed to get a wife and a child in the village down the mountain.

But the sadness is the sadness, his son is unwilling to bear this kind of responsibility, and he doesn’t even recognize that there is anything good to guard in this underground palace. How is this different from guarding the tomb?

So he ran away… So

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

Then he chooses to sacrifice himself to the Wooden Armored Wheel. After his death, the Wooden Armored Man has all his memories.

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When Mo Poor found out about it, 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 reasoning, it is very simple, if the power of the wood armor is so powerful that everyone in the world pays attention to it, then this thing is equivalent to the supreme secret book in martial arts, and the unrivaled magic weapon in fantasy, attracting countless people to covet it.

Not everyone will abide by the righteousness of the Mohist school, but everyone wants to grasp this benefit. As Mozi said, people in the world think it is a coincidence, and it is almost dead.

Everyone thinks this thing is of great use, 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 generation after generation compete for the art of wooden armor.

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“Where are Chi You’s eyes?” Mo Qiong looked around.

Yumu’s head pointed at the dragon’s head, and Mo Poor looked, and saw that the dragon’s head of the wooden armor was drilled into the ground.

Yumu’s head told him that Chi You’s eyes were in the dragon’s eyes, and they looked at the things in the cave,

“Wait a minute… If you are hiding from the world like this, why are you doing such a big wooden armored beast?” Mo Qiong 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 as being a hundred feet long, indestructible, and capable of shaking mountains, so I won’t describe it too much. It was originally the one that Mo Poor didn’t care about most.

Now it seems that this is the one that the Mo family 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.

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The Yumu head wrote: “If the mountain does not fall, the sky will overturn…”

“Don’t play around with me, what the hell is going on!” Mo Qiong asked.

“Where the ghost of Mount Tai is, is Mount Tai.” Yumu head said.

Mo Poor hissed, this sentence sounds like nonsense at first, but when you listen to the characteristics of the containment, it is serious.

Where is Mount Tai?

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

The co-author Taishan is here because this thing is pressed here?

So 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.

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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 Blue and White Society 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.

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