In Shangqiu City, in the shoemaker's shop.

Lu Hua called himself the Mo Scholar and performed the man's courtesy, and Mozi instantly understood who this person was.

Although Mozi heard many people who called themselves Mozi, there were only three or four of them, all of whom were suitable for it, so he remembered it deeply.

Ink for children, ink for women...... There has never been one in this world, so you can know it by pushing it away.

There is a priority in the matter, and there is a priority in the question.

After Lu Hua gave a general explanation of the situation in the village, Yu Huali was stunned, glanced at Mozi, and found that Mozi was also surprised.

Something unexpected will lead to an expression called amazement.

If strange things happen today, a small nobleman, with dozens of people, dares to rob the ink man's things?

Although the one who is suitable for this ink is self-proclaimed, it is already considered to be a king after all.

Bird Slippery thought to herself, what kind of world is this? Dare to rob our Mo family's things? This is really a mess of the world.

That ink jade is the jade treasure of my Mo family, and even Song Gong doesn't dare to grab my Mo family's things.

Give it to him and he can ask for it, and if he doesn't give it to him, he doesn't dare to think about it, this person is so bold.

As soon as Lu Hua finished speaking, a person walked in from outside the house, and first saluted the owner and wife of the house, and then called Mozi Mr.

The man was extremely tall, nine feet in size, with a fleshy face, and he stood in the room as if a mountain had pressed down on it, and his whole body was swollen.

There was a scar on his face, grinning from his ears to the corners of his mouth, and he was smiling when he saluted, but it was a little mad.

The person who came was the thirty-seventh disciple of Mozi, the disciple who had criticized the "warrior" Luo Huali with a wooden stick.

In the past few days, he heard Yu Huali talk about the righteousness of the ink man who was not the ink man, and his heart was already close to him, and he was also curious about the grain and rice described by the rest of the ink people who came from Chu Land.

After asking about the situation, Gong Zaoye asked, "Sir?" ”

I didn't ask much, the word sir, the meaning is endless.

Mozi nodded and said, "Thirty-seven, you have a fast leg, go first." I'll be there then. We have been silent all these years, and I am afraid that some people have forgotten that not everyone dares to grab our things. ”

Gong Zaoye nodded, didn't say much, put the sword on his back, and walked away with Luhua.

Inside the house, the fowl said, "Sir, you want to go too?" This kind of trivial matter, I just want to go, and I don't need my husband to come forward. Thirty or fifty people, at most, a small sergeant, in fact, it is enough for one person to go to Gongzaoye. ”

Mozi also knew that this matter might be a big deal for that village community, but for the entire Moji organization, this kind of thing was really just a small matter as thick as twine.

It's just that the ink artist has his own considerations, and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to go and see this person in a few days, but now that I have time, I just want to go." Since he said that those things are the treasures of my Mo family to help the world, wouldn't it be disappointing for me, a giant, not to protect the treasures of the Mo family? ”

"And let's go?"

"There's no hurry. These things, and the things you mentioned in "Promised Land", I think this must have a deep meaning. I always have to let people remember that my Mo family's things are not so easy to grab, otherwise what will I do in the future? Li, you see this chicken and duck crawling all over the ground, and people kill them at every turn; The poisonous snake winds and circles, but few people can easily catch it. Why do you say that? ”

When the bird slippery Li Deng, he understood what Mozi meant, smiled silently, and did not need to answer just a smile.

Mozi thought it was really ridiculous, since he was thirty years old and first accepted disciples to preach righteousness, no one dared to snatch the things that the ink man guarded.

In the past few years, he has not done anything big, and he has restrained those ranger characters among the disciples, and now some people have forgotten that the ink man has blood on his hands.

There may be another defense of the city soon, and it is just this time to awaken the memories that some people seem to have forgotten, and it is also convenient to deter some people when the time comes.

"Li, call someone."

Hearing this, the fowl nodded and withdrew, and a moment later a sharp wooden whistle resounded through the streets, and three or five men in short brown ran wildly and disappeared into the alleys.

Outside the house, a huge wooden kite made by Mozi and Gongyi flew into the sky, with a small whistle tied to its tail, and it was whining by the wind.

……

On the street, a man was selling some pottery in the market, which was cheap and of good quality.

Several people were bargaining, but this person seemed to hear something, looked at the sky in the distance, and then said: "If you have something today, use it and take it yourself, just come here and give me money at this time tomorrow." ”

With that, he got up and hurried towards his house to get his short sword.

……

In the city, several people are cooking rice in a clay pot in a room, and they come from all over the world, from the south to the east, and they are talking to each other.

Suddenly, a man ran in and said a few words.

The men immediately set aside the half-cooked rice in the clay pot, took their swords, got up, and followed the messenger.

There were four people left in the house, and after these people left, they each ran to different places and ran to tell each other.

……

In the middle of the castle, a man was counting how much corn he had left.

There was his wife's nagging in his ears, and there was some resentment that he hadn't seen for a long time, but he just listened with a flattering smile.

Just as he was about to warm up, he suddenly heard a whistle outside, stretched out his rough hand from his wife's arms, and took out a small crossbow from the wheat straw with his backhand.

"I'll do something and I'll be back in a moment."

Push the door out, without hesitation.

……

From the kite raised and the whistle sounded, in just two moments, more than 200 ink practitioners from all over Shangqiu City gathered under the juniper tree where Mozi was lecturing, divided into left and right, and arranged in rows.

Mozi stood with his sword in his hand, counting on his fingers, and after everyone was gathered, he only said one word.

"Let's go."

The inkers were silent, following behind Mozi and walking along the road.

There is no direction, as long as you follow Mozi, there is a sea of fire in front of you, and you don't pause.

Before the team, the two of them went first a hundred feet away, telling everyone in Shangqiu City all the way that there was no such thing as a military disaster to defend the city, so that they did not need to worry.

After the team, the seven people took the seal of the ink man, and each went to the office of the six Qing mansions, and the passage was unimpeded, only saying that the ink man's martial arts were not a big deal.

Even so, the nobles in Shangqiu City were still panicked, and after the messenger left, they asked one after another, what was it that made the ink man pour out?

Dai, Ling, Huang and several others sighed as they looked at the ink writers who were silently moving forward in a row.

If there is such a force in his hands, who will abide by the covenant of the three clans of the Song Kingdom?

It is a pity that the people who believe in righteousness in the world have their treasure as righteousness, and it is difficult to gather this crowd without righteousness.

Zhu's family, there is no shortage of acres of land, only lack of righteousness.

……

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Between the village communities.

Gongsun Ze knelt on his sword, still reflecting on the meaning of saving himself when he saw the unvirtuous, and he had gained a lot, and his broken sleeves moved with the wind.

The six fingers were no longer beaten, they were still tied to the tree, and the voice of the inquiry became more and more severe.

He guarded the morality he had chosen, endured the pain he deserved, his eyes looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

A mile away, Shi had already seen the situation here and knew that something must have happened.

With a whistling sound, the villagers who had gone with him to carry the stones took the wooden poles from the ox cart and unloaded the stones from the ox cart.

It is suitable to ride in an ox cart, and everyone behind him follows, just like following the impact of a horse chariot during a martial arts exercise.

He was driving the oxen, and his heart was extremely uneasy.

I don't know what happened, but something must have happened.

According to what he thought, unless he was a real gentleman like Gongsun Ze, he could not avoid the name of the Mo family, argue with him, and even kill him on the grounds of obedience.

But a person like Gongsun Ze, in the case of a gentleman's covenant, is absolutely self-righteous and will not do such a thing.

Anyone who is not a gentleman will definitely not dare to provoke the people of the Mo family.

The ink who guards the Song Dynasty, refuses Qi, and is an official does not conform to the righteousness of the ink person, saying that no one dares to use it if it is not allowed to be an official...... It is absolutely impossible for such a group of people to rely only on lip service, especially those skills of defending the city, and it is impossible for a group of good gentlemen in the traditional sense to figure it out.

As soon as he straightened it out a little, he guessed the result.

It is likely that Mozi returned to Shangqiu, and someone finally knew that he was not a Mozi.

I thought to myself, "No way, I've only talked about the land of prophecy, and I haven't really talked about ghosts and gods." The biggest problem between me and Mozi is this theory of ghosts and gods, and I do the rest according to the means that Mozi should do. ”

"If Mozi returns to Shangqiu, he may always hear about my affairs here, otherwise these people will not dare to touch me. But how could it be that when you heard about these things, you didn't accept me as a disciple? ”

"No, no, there must be something wrong!"

For the first time, I was a little flustered, my face was extremely depressed, and I puffed up to the back: "Don't be afraid, everyone, I am the Mo Master, and there are still Zi Mozi and hundreds of disciples behind me, and these people dare not do anything to us." ”

At this time, it is unnecessary to talk about any paradise, it is impossible to let this group of people sacrifice their lives for more than half a year, and at this time they can only blare and scare people.

Saying this, he was already wondering what was wrong in his heart, if he hadn't attracted Mozi's curiosity this time, he would be finished—even more miserable than half a year ago when he was afraid of defending the city and dying.

scolded secretly, and beat the cow pulling the cart hard.

The cow was in pain, and its mooing sound was transmitted to the village community, attracting everyone's attention.

Gongsun Ze raised his head, lowered his head again, wiped away the province of unvirtuous people who had clearly understood, and began to recall the things he had thought about Xi Zhong before, not worrying at all about whether Shi would survive.

Six fingers raised his head, shouted Shi's name, his face was full of trust that he would be saved, and he stared viciously at the people who had whipped him and shouted: "Brother Shi is back, you wait!" ”

The women of the village community rushed to meet them, running as they went, talking about what had happened here.

When the ox cart approached, Shi already knew what was going on, thinking that it was just Li Lingzhi, and he only needed to report the name of the ink person, and the other party would definitely withdraw.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he spoke first: "The tax that should be paid has been paid, and the rest is ours." If you want, take gold in exchange, one grain and one gold! This is my Mozi's thing, used to relieve the world, aren't you afraid of Zi Mozi to ask? ”

At this time, King Chu Xuan had not yet been born, and there was no such thing as a fox and a fake tiger in the world, but what was applicable was the meaning of a fox and a fake tiger.

He's a small man, so small that a small nobleman can easily kill him, and he's not even a fox.

But the man he pretended to be powerful was an out-and-out tiger, a fierce tiger that even the king had to treat with courtesy, not a sick tiger.

Even if he took advantage of the situation, he still talked about the fact that the tax had already been paid.

The people who followed him were also the first time that they really fought against the nobles. Ben was a little scared, but when he heard that there were hundreds of ink brothers behind him, he was bold, and he hated the other party's hope of stealing their dream of a happy land, and his courage doubled.

The little nobleman sneered and glanced at Shi, and asked with a scornful look, "You are Shi?" Just in time! You are a businessman, what qualifications do you have to farm? What qualifications are there for planting the soil that is granted? ”

Shi was just about to quibble, but the other party smiled again: "Don't use Mo Zhai to scare me, now Shangqiu City knows that you, the ink master, are fake!" Mo Zhai doesn't have a disciple like you at all. ”

He pointed to the people behind him and said disdainfully: "You peasant, do you really think this person is an ink man?" Throw down the wood in your hand, lest you be punished with him! Mo Zhai doesn't have such a disciple at all, and your paradise is also made up by him! This kind of demagoguery will be severely punished and the city will be abandoned! ”

The words were really like a thunderbolt from the blue, and many people present were at a loss for what to do in the cold weather.

Gongsun Ze's ass was raised to his heels, and he was about to get up; Six Fingers looked disbelieving, and opened his mouth to try to say that the other party was lying; The crowd behind the ox cart was in great confusion, and they all looked at it as if they had woken up from a dream; The women of the village community shook their heads, saying that they didn't believe anything.

Compared with hundreds of years of indoctrination, he has only been in the village community for half a year, and the power of habit is enormous. These people did not immediately throw down their sticks and kneel and beg, which was beyond their expectations.

It's just that the words of this little nobleman are fatal.

The people of the village community never thought of lying.

Since you have lied, you can deduce what you have said, or you may be lying; It's the same as seeing corn on the cob and believing that the silk of plants and trees will appear.

Seeing that the shock in everyone's expressions was far greater than the fear, it could be regarded as worthy of the psychology of the past half year. Shock and fear don't mean the same thing.

He stood on the ox cart and said loudly: "I am not the ink one, the sun still rises in the east and sets in the west, this is the will of heaven." Heaven is inseparable! Isn't it true that I'm not an ink master, and those ink jade wheat won't grow? Don't you want to live like that? ”

The little nobleman laughed when he heard this, and when he pointed to Shi Shi and was about to be arrested, a voice like thunder suddenly came from behind him, and the figure of a man with a height of nine feet covered the body of this little nobleman.

"Suitable! What a sentence that heaven cannot be won! And who said he wasn't an inker? Have you asked me? ”