? "Very good person?" Zhang Fan sneered. This is the high priest in this village. His evaluation of a noble man who had wanted to help them live a happy life.

"I am so blunt, your sister has more vision than you." Zhang Fan said seriously, "The equipment you are talking about is called a stone catapult! It is a siege equipment made by only the most famous craftsmen under the King of Chu! Don't say "Red Eye Mountain Ointment", even the most terrifying wicked will flee in panic! Even the most powerful Chu king city, Yingdu, cannot withstand the attack of such equipment! The Mo people you look down on are the kings of all countries, and they are the talents they want to recruit! As long as they are there, the city they are in will not be compromised! Even the most powerful Chu ** team!"

The high priest looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously. She couldn't believe that the little Jing Ye, who was killed by the villagers, would be the talents that the kings of all countries wanted to recruit! That was not too... that was a noble person who was not worthy of even the sister of the high priest!

Zhang Fan sighed, Miasma Nu Ruyan was such a smart and wise woman during his lifetime! The ink master Jing Ye, perhaps only from modern self and Akan, can he realize his nobility! Not only the equipment he made, but also the great spirit and lofty ideals of their ink masters! Hehe, don’t talk about these ignorant ancient mountain people, even the urban men and women in modern society, how many of them can truly understand the core values ​​of these ink masters?!

Zhang Fan and Aken solemnly worshiped the dead high priest in front of the stone platform, not worshiping the dead high priest, but the Mohist named Jingye. Then they left lonely, not sad for this sad love story, which was the patent of their children. But for this Mo family child buried in Yunmengze! He could stay in the big city, and with his ability and wisdom, he could fully seek a happy and beautiful life! The faith of Mohist brought him back to his hometown.

Maybe it’s because of love, maybe it’s not entirely love. Because Mozhe has firm beliefs! What’s more likely is that he wants to use his knowledge and wisdom to help his village develop and develop strong!

If those villagers could understand and trust him, this primitive and backward village would probably be the most powerful tribe in Yunmengze in ten years! He could even lead these villagers to create his own city!

Perhaps Ruyan, as a high priest, once held his lover Jingye, the hand of a Mozhe, and made a vow to stay together on the green mountain top forever, jointly shouldering the oath of making the village strong and making the villagers happy! But they have not fulfilled their vows, but were killed by the people they want to protect. History is often so ironic! Are the ignorant villagers wrong? Or is the miasma girl Ruyan wrong? Or is the ambition Mozhe wrong?

Perhaps, only one person can reveal this answer, that is - Saint Modi.

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Back at the village, Zhang Fan proposed to see the residence of the high priest's sister, because the village at the foot of the mountain had been burned, and the relics of Mozhe might be preserved. The high priest agreed and led them to his sister's residence, right next to her house. She loved her wise sister deeply. Under her deliberate protection, the residence of the miasma Ruyan during her lifetime was well preserved, and even the dolls of childhood games were placed in a rattan box.

Zhang Fan Aken carefully inspected the house and wanted to find the relics of Mozhe. Maybe it was a good prop. Or it would be helpful for his team to meet the Saint Mozhe.

"Do you want to see what Jingye gave to my sister?" asked the high priest.

"Yes, it is very dangerous for us to go deep into the nest of the 'Red Eye Mountain Ointment' this time. And this powerful man must have thought about how to deal with these hateful pig demons! If so, then he will definitely tell your sister, or leave her a reminder. Maybe it is an inconspicuous gift, maybe it is just a bamboo slip..." Zhang Fan said.

After hearing this, the high priest felt in his heart. He took out a rattan box from a large wooden box and said to Zhang Fan: "The tokens given to Jingye to my sister and those strange things are all here. My sister has preserved them very well..."

Akan was overjoyed and immediately opened the rattan box. There were strange mechanical dolls in front of him. There were bamboo birds that could swing by themselves, bamboo dragonflies, wooden windmills that could rotate by the wind. Akan who could walk by himself by turning a handle. There were also some miniature farming equipment and village models. The exquisitely made things, which surprised Akan, who was a professional in machinery, was very amazed! This was the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period! The somewhat incredible bamboo and wood toys actually opened Akan's eyes!

Zhang Fan took out a stack of bamboo and wood slips tied with leather ropes, and looked at the words on it. They were all ancient seals, nothing more than words of love. While he was a little disappointed, Green Wings turned out a well-wrapped cloth bag, which was sealed very tightly. This aroused Akan's interest. After obtaining the consent of the high priest, Akan opened the cloth bag.

There are two spheres made of rattan, the size of volleyballs. In the densely wrapped thin vines, it seems that a grass leaf bag is tightly wrapped, and a long rope is dragged out from the straw bag, like a Cuju, which is an ancient football ball. In the Song Dynasty, there was a treacherous minister Gao Qiu who was very good at playing. But there should be no such toy in this era. It is a bit like a land mine fireball, and the rope is the fuse. Just as Aken was studying the two pizza balls carefully, Zhang Fan found two wooden slips from the cloth bag and carefully identified the text on it...

"It seems that's it!" Zhang Fan said happily after reading the ancient seal script on the two wooden slips with difficulty.

"What do you say?" Akan asked anxiously.

Zhang Fan recited the above ancient text, which was roughly: "...I am the evil demon mountain ointment, and the red eyes are afraid of light, but can see at night. However, those who are at night must hide at noon. The mouth is difficult to close, and the nostrils are wide, and they are most afraid of smoke. If you attack it with fireworks, it will have miraculous effects. I thought for a few days, I got a good idea. I must ignite my secret smoked medicine while I am not at noon to cultivate. This medicine will inevitably faint when I hear it, and such a monster will be difficult to escape. Then my village hunters can slaughter it as much as possible, and the Red Eye Mountain ointment must not resist... Note: ignite the vine ball, you must cover your mouth and nose with a wet cloth to prevent you from being confused by the fumigation medicine..." (Wexi's ancient texts are too poor, just read it.)

"Hehe, a dead man is stronger than the thousands of ignorant people living!" Akan sneered, "With these two secret magic pills, this time, it will be easy to attack the mountain ointment nest."

If Jingye was still there, it would be very exciting to attack the nest of Chiyan Mountain Ointment this time... Oh, if he was still there, it would probably be no way for him and Akan to take the villagers to wipe out these pig demons...

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