Back Off, Let Me Come

The strange "chariot" left indentations on the martial arts training ground.

If someone looks down from a high altitude at this time, they will find that these indentations form a "butt" pattern pierced by arrows. Shen Tang also controlled the "chariot" to dig big holes one after another in the martial arts training ground. After digging, the soil was filled back in and compacted.

Dig a hole, backfill, dig again, fill again...

The idle soldiers also gathered around to watch the fun.

I was fascinated by it without realizing it. This "chariot" seemed to have a different kind of charm. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. I wanted to try it myself. When they came back to their senses and turned around to look around, they saw the familiar Pao Ze running over.

The crowds of onlookers were so large that eventually they were driven away.

The boss came over aggressively: "You all have nothing to do? Why don't you go around the martial arts training ground and practice two more rounds if you are so free?"

The soldier's face was instantly as bitter as a bitter gourd.

Not long after, loud slogans sounded again in the martial arts training ground.

Shen Tang was also temporarily happy and jumped off the excavator.

She didn't know the internal structure of Beijiu's "excavator", but judging from the operation just now, its functions were very different from the excavators she knew. Shen Tang waved to Bei Jiu. Bei Jiu, who was standing in the corner, stepped forward slightly awkwardly and saluted: "Lord."

Shen Tang raised his hand and transformed into the Mother Sword.

He poked the shell of this "excavator".

She didn't infuse literary or martial energy into the Mother Sword, or even exert any strength. The blade of the Mother Sword hit the shell, and the two collided, making a sound similar to the collision of metal, leaving no sword mark. Shen Tang was slightly curious: "Are you related to it?"

Bei Jiu looked at her blankly, not knowing why, until Yun Ce's voice rang in her mind: [My lord is asking you, are you mentally connected with your "chariot"? 】

This is like the valor totem to the valiant warrior.

If the Wudan Totem is seriously injured or dissipated, the Wudan warrior himself will also suffer some backlash. War horses also have this kind of connection, but the connection between the two is not as deep as that of the valiant totem, and the backlash symptoms are also mild, such as causing the martial energy in the meridians to stagnate for a moment.

Bei Jiu reacted immediately and shook his head violently.

"Reporting to my lord, no, no."

Shen Tang confirmed with her again: "Are you sure?"

Beijiu didn't know why Shen Tang cared about this, so he responded again: "Indeed... no, I have no contact with it."

There is no subtle feeling of mind-to-mind connection.

The next second, she saw her lord swinging his sword and splitting the excavator in half. This move not only shocked Bei Jiu, but also Liao Jia and others did not understand her intention - could this chariot have committed some taboo? ? But the lord just now clearly liked it very much.

"You don't have to think too much, I just want to see how its defense capabilities are." Shen Tang saw that Bei Jiu looked wrong, so he explained aloud, poured some strength into his hand, and poked the tip of the sword into the excavator shell, "Look. In this situation, it can at most block a full blow from a third-level hairpin. Not long after Zhou Kou came into contact with cultivation, he has done something like this. It is really beyond expectation and the future is promising."

Bei Jiu tried to explain, hesitating.

"Lord, this thing is not... used for combat..."

The "chariot" excavator in front of me can only be used to commute to work and dig holes. No matter whether it is speed, mobility or defensive capabilities, it cannot compare with the chariot summoned by the brave warrior, let alone kill it on the battlefield. The enemy is afraid of disappointing the lord.

Shen Tang said with a clear face: "Of course I know."

After speaking, he asked Liao Jia and others: "Have you found anything?"

Bei Jiu was once again at a loss for words. Before that, the official she had the most contact with was Qi Shan. Every time she saw him, she felt like her tongue had been snatched away by a cat, and all the hair on her body protested being in the same room with him. When the other person's eyebrows became a little more serious, she felt extremely embarrassed. Now that she was the lord she admired, her symptoms didn't get much better, and she was even more wooden than a tree.

He couldn't help but look at Yun Ce for help.

What exactly did you find?

However, Yun Ce also closed his eyes and thought, but did not receive the signal.

Chu Yao took a few steps forward to take a closer look. He and Lio Jia looked at each other and saw the way through. But instead of revealing the answer, he asked Yun Ce to take action, further confirming his guess: "Please Yuanmou to take action and crush it completely. The more broken it is, the better."

Yun Ce did as he was told.

Everyone retreated, and Liao Jia and Chu Yao simultaneously raised a layer of cultural energy barriers to prevent the explosion air waves and splashing debris from injuring people. When an explosion sounded, the cultural barrier was shattered in two layers. The air waves have been buffered, and only the breeze is left in front of them.

Bei Jiu looked at the magical scene in front of him with bright eyes.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, only pieces of debris covered by ice and snow were left on the spot, scattered around the large pit.

Shen Tang said: "Yuanmou, remove the ice and snow."

In an instant, the ice and snow turned into icy blue mist and disappeared from the sky and the earth. It took a while for the wreckage of the "chariot" to disappear.

Bei Jiu cautiously approached Yun Ce.

Ask in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with this?"

Yun Ce is also a smart man. Even though he couldn't figure out the clues at first, after two rounds of operations, he also discovered the key problem: "Tweet, something is wrong. The 'chariot' you transformed is too stable and very unstable." normal."

Bei Jiu was still confused: "Too stable?"

Yun Ce carefully observed Shen Tang and the others. The lord and the others could not care about this for the time being, so they calmly whispered to Bei Jiu.

"The war horse that a brave warrior has condensed with martial energy will return to its essence once it is seriously injured or fatally injured. The same is true for the disintegration of the chariot. In the same way, if the weapons and armor transformed by the warrior are damaged, they need to be repaired with martial energy. Even if they are not Any damage requires a continuous output of martial energy to maintain the entity. But the 'chariot' you transformed is different."

With that said, Yun Ce discovered another key point.

"A brave warrior can only control his own horses and chariots, and cannot lend them to others in a true sense. Even if he hands the reins to an outsider, he still needs the cooperation of the warrior's mind and heart to control them. Just now, the actions of the 'chariot' were the will of the Lord. .”

Beijiu was not involved in the whole process.

She did not continue to consume "qi" to maintain the existence of the "chariot", nor did she use her mind to control the "chariot" when Shen Tang entered the carriage. Bei Jiu transformed into a "chariot", and this "chariot" became completely independent.

This situation is similar to the Lord Yan Ling turning into food.

Yun Ce still remembers the image of his lord turning out a big cake and stuffing it into his mouth. With this skill, it would be difficult to starve to death! On the other hand, although brave warriors can transform into war horses, their essence is the purified energy of heaven and earth, not horse meat.

Bei Jiu didn't know much about Wu Dan warriors and Wen Xin scholars. Even with Yun Ce's patient explanation, she was still a little confused - with such a small gap, how could the Lord and the others be so serious?

She waited patiently for the outcome of the discussion.

The result was unexpected, but the Lord's inquiry came.

She frowned as if she was puzzled, and looked at Bei Jiu with eyes full of encouragement: "Yuan Liang wrote a letter, saying that you spent more than a month studying the drawings I drew, and you had a dream that day? Zhou Kou can describe it in detail. Can you tell me the content of that dream?"

Beijiu can answer this question.

She recalled her dream that day carefully.

"Reporting to my lord, in my dream..."

Dreams in the past were messy and disorganized. When you wake up, only vague impressions remain, and it won't take long for them to be completely forgotten. But the dream that day was different, as clear as if Bei Jiu had experienced it himself. She could recall every detail of what she saw and heard in her dream, down to the smallest detail. She clearly remembered that she was able to work and rest normally in the first few days in order to decipher the secrets buried in the drawings by her lord. However, as the research deepened and the scrolls of treasures sent from the prayer book, she entered a state of selflessness.

If someone hadn't reminded her to eat and sleep on time, she would have forgotten that her body still needed these. Especially when she hit a bottleneck, she would have forgotten the passage of time. Every time I briefly break away from the state of selflessness, the sky outside the window is different.

On the night she succeeded, she was shocked to realize that her body was more tired than ever before, and her eyes were as heavy as lead. She dragged her body in a daze and threw herself onto the bed. That night was also the most peaceful and sweet night of sleep she had ever had in her life.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't see the familiar beams.

Giant carpenter tools are flying in the sky!

Chisels, planes, saws, rulers, ink fountains, shovels and even skeins of thread flew over her head one after another.

Bei Jiu subconsciously chased them in the direction they were flying.

She didn't know how long she had been running.

All she knew was that her body became lighter and lighter as she ran, and her body became less and less controlled by her. She didn't even stop when the abyss was in front of her. The strange thing is that she doesn't have any fear in her heart. It seems that she is subconsciously sure that she will not fall off the cliff and die.

Facts have also proved that it does not.

He stepped out of the cliff and stepped on a giant wooden ruler.

This wooden ruler carried her flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher, and flew out of the clouds.

There is a dark green light shining at the end of the clouds.

Countless light particles surrounded her body. They seemed to be attracted by some kind of suction, with her body as the center of the vortex, passing through her skin and integrating into her muscles and bones. She wanted to grab a handful out of curiosity, and the light particles seemed to be conscious, moving back and forth between her fingertips.

【so amazing! 】

Bei Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

After the words fell, male and female voices that were difficult to distinguish rang out from the sky.

The sound was very soft and vague, and the content could not be discerned.

Listen carefully, it sounds like a woman and a man, a person and a group of people. The more she listened, the more her mind became confused and her eyes blurred. Bei Jiu couldn't help but close her eyes and swayed. When she opened her eyes again, giant phantoms passed by her on both sides. There were men and women, old and young, some dressed in rich clothes and some clothed in white robes. Bei Jiu was completely stunned.

【who are you? 】

She couldn't help but shout loudly.

【Where is this? 】

Until a figure looked familiar to her.

Although the face of the giant shadow was very blurry, Bei Jiu felt it was familiar and blurted out: [Teacher! 】

A figure who looked like a teacher passed by her left side.

Bei Jiu turned around to pursue.

Witnessing the latter transformed from a human figure into an instrument.

Not only this figure, but other illusory figures have also turned into different instruments, such as ballistas, transmitters, and even land boats, zip lines, bridges, giant waterwheels...

Are these people or ghosts?

Bei Jiu felt at a loss and also felt fear.

At this moment, the fuzzy sound gradually became clear.

The voice chanted: "The sky covers the earth, and there are countless things, and things are also caused by them, and the songs are completed and never forgotten." How about manpower? 】

Bei Jiu's attention was instantly attracted.

She subconsciously followed the voice and murmured: "There are so many things, and they must be taught orally, and then the eyes will be clear, and then we will know them. What is their geometry?" Among all things, it is useless...]

What she said was the same as that voice.

Because this is the opening sentence of "Tiangong Kaiwu".

During the days when Beijiu joined the government, he was afraid that one day he would never be able to touch the sacred objects again, so he did not dare to slack off every day, holding the letters in hand and studying them like a charm. That posture made him want every word to be engraved into his bones and blood, and his body also formed an inertia.

But it was too long, and she didn't have the photographic memory of a literary scholar, so she soon struggled to recite it.

Shut up with a frustrated look.

Listen quietly to the recitation of the voice in the sky.

This voice seemed to have a different kind of magic power. Bei Jiu was surprised to find that he miraculously remembered every word he heard!

The pearls are flowing, and I don’t know the year.

The recitation has come to an end.

Beijiu didn't feel bored or tired, he just felt that he still had more to say. Just when I was regretting that I didn't recite that voice more often, I heard the sound of heavenly music, and a group of white cranes flew gracefully.

She opened her eyes wide in shock and looked up at the huge palace that almost covered the sky and the sun. This palace is not gorgeous, it is even a bit simple and simple, but the details are extraordinary. Beijiu sat on a wooden ruler and arrived at the foot of the thousand steps of the palace...

【Should I go up? 】

Bei Jiu pointed to the steps higher than himself and murmured.

Looking around, no one answered.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and climb forward.

The amazing thing is that she crossed the first step with one step.

The steps just now are behind you.

It is indeed a dream, anything can happen.

Bei Jiu thought like this, raised her skirt and ran forward, climbing up the stairs quickly, getting faster and faster. When she reached the back, she felt like she was flying, and she could even hear the wind in her ears.

Every time she took a step, a strange scene appeared.

Some people are standing in the mountains, holding weeds covered with fine teeth in their hands; some are dressed in cloth and talking loudly with the princes; some are holding chisels to cut holes in the wood; some are standing by the ditches watching the waterwheels; some are on the battlefield and looking at the ladders...

The voice from before reappeared.

But this time it's not "Tiangong Kaiwu".

Bei Jiu felt that his body passed through a transparent barrier.

When she regained consciousness, she had already reached the final step.

The palace door at the end of the steps was closed tightly, and there was silence.

【anyone there? Is there anyone here? 】

Beijiu wandered in place, but no one answered.

[Can someone tell me where exactly this is? 】

There is still no second person.

She was a little discouraged and had to rely on her own efforts.

Until she looked up and saw the plaque on the palace door.

A few vague words can be vaguely seen.

【ink? 】

She murmured, and after a while she only recognized one.

[Mo...what? 】

My eyes hurt after looking at it for a long time.

Bei Jiu turned around and rubbed her eyes. She was wondering how she would wake up from her dream when a gust of breeze came from behind her and caused the corners of her clothes to fly around. She turned her head subconsciously and saw the previously closed palace door slowly opening with a call that sounded like an ancient one.

Some people sighed and chuckled with relief.

[Finally, you are here. 】

[This place is the Mohist temple. 】

[Welcome, Mo Zhe. 】

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PS: The main business of the Mohists in this article is infrastructure construction, not war.

PPS: Alas, I am worried now. It feels weird to have a scribe, a warrior, and a Mohist (they are all the same). It is not as good as Xinglin who is a scribe, a military general, a Mohist, and a doctor? Alas, I can only think about it again with the Mo family.

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