Chapter 65: Spirit Demon (3)
id not want to reveal his name, taught by Teacher Lu Jianhong....The screen flickered, and a young boy's voice came from outside the picture:"Teacher, wait a minute, the teacher has something to do. L...Lu Cheng was eager to try beside me. Writing this, I hope readers remember our domain name
He figured it out, every life in the Nether was priced.
The Yin servants of the Netherworld can indeed interfere with other people's destinies and lives during their missions, as long as they are willing to pay the price.
The Underworld simply doesn't care about any of that bull** destiny or karma, Lu Cheng guessed it probably couldn't even control it.
In the world of countless realms, there are people who defy heaven and change their fates every day. Even ten scrolls of life and death wouldn't be enough to record them. You calculated that someone would die today, but they got lucky and ascended to immortality! Isn't this embarrassing So it doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of things.
Lu Cheng experimented one by one with the over thirty people before him. Each person had a different price, and Ji Li, the leader, was the most expensive....
Lu Cheng tried many ideas but couldn't find a punishment he could accept, it was either prison or beheading.......
Being imprisoned is like having your black card sealed. The only way to recharge it is by doing time. This is totally unacceptable!
Anyone who directly interferes will generally face severe punishment.
So, if we can't directly intervene, perhaps there are other ways to approach this
The Mo people had finished cleaning the battlefield and sat down to rest. Civilians nearby brought them water.
A dilapidated earthenware bowl, murky well water, can also bring weary people a moment of solace.
"Child, recite our thoughts again~" Ji Li drank some water, and water droplets still clung to his mustache.
"Benevolence, non-aggression, valuing the wise, valuing equality, Heavenly Mandate, and discerning spirits...." The young man recited the teachings of Mohism one by one in a voice that was still slightly childish.
"What does 'Ming Gui' mean"
"Ghosts and gods exist in the world, and they can reward the good and punish the evil of humans. This saying should serve as a warning to the people and the king to do more good deeds."
Pffft.
Lü Cheng, who was just beside her brainstorming ideas, almost choked.
Is there such doctrine in Mojia
Even the wicked spirits who should be punishing themselves are standing right here!
It's impossible to judge right from wrong when it comes to these Mohists now. However, there's no doubt that these dozen or so men were very wronged. They came at the invitation of people from Nanjiang, but were ultimately betrayed by some of them...
From now on, they can be found in the Dead City.
Lu Cheng let out a wry smile. Time was slipping away, every second was energy, every second was money!
If I can't get my hands on the tech cards this time, who knows when next time will be... But what can I do
Wait a moment....
Lu Cheng furrowed his brows, his thoughts taking a turn.
You might have walked into a dead end.
Directly interfering with their fates would be too costly, but Lu Cheng's purpose didn't seem to be to help them defy fate.
He only needs Mojia Organ Techniques!
If Lu Cheng does not intervene, they will inevitably be surrounded by the Chu army under the southern city wall tonight, facing their doom.
If it were just a normal transaction, they would have used [Mohist Mechanical Arts] to trade with the Yinchai for an item. Would Youyou approve of such thinking
Lu Cheng drew a white card, [Fire Barrel], from his deck and tested his idea in his mind.......
There are no hints!
You're good to go!
The only thing Yin Chan did was make an equivalent exchange during the process of executing his mission, and he didn't directly interfere with anyone's fate!
He won't tell the Mo family what will happen tonight, but if the Mo family agrees to use [mechanical arts] in exchange for [gunpowder], they might have a chance to blow open the city wall and escape. They might not be trapped under South City Wall.
Li Cheng can also get what he wants!
.......
"Well said...."
"What kind of person!" The Mohists instantly went on alert. Where did that voice come from
The air seemed to vibrate with something, then a "person" materialized out of thin air from beside the child.
The ink people were astonished, what was this
"It's just a passing ghost messenger, nothing special." Burning time is burning money. Since the Mo family believes in ghosts and spirits, there's no need to pretend. Anyway, I'm not good at socializing. What would pretending get me"
Although Lu Cheng's entrance was very impressive, the Mo family obviously wouldn't believe him just because of a few words.
"Who are you, and what brings you here" Ji Li's expression was slightly tense, his mechanical crossbow already cocked.
I can't say, but let me show you a little sweetie first!
The Mo family members looked puzzled.
Lu Cheng walked to an open space and took out the [Fire Powder Barrel].
"Having heard that the Mohists are skilled artisans, I wonder if you have ever seen such a thing"
"Isn't this just a barrel" Zi wanted to go forward, but was pulled back by a man.
“Haha, this isn’t a wooden barrel. I bet Mojia Organ Sparrow’s flames can’t burn it. If you don’t believe me, give it a try” Lu Cheng grinned.
If an ordinary person said these words, the Mohists would probably think of them as crazy. But Lu Cheng's way of appearing destined him to be no ordinary person.
Ji Li's eyes were filled with doubt. With a wave of his hand, an intricate mechanism bird flew over.
Although I don't know what this person has up their sleeve, they clearly aren't ordinary. Let's give it a shot.
A woodpecker flew over, its tail flames shooting onto the ground.......
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With a deafening roar!
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The Mo family members hurriedly retreated in fright, the younger ones even squatting down with their heads covered. The civilians nearby who were drawing water were stunned by the sound, and the sound of buckets falling to the ground was incessant.
The ground was blasted with flying sand and stones. After the explosion, everything was black and scorched. The power was terrifyingly strong.
"What is this What is it"
Given their reaction, it's almost a done deal.
"The Mohist mechanical techniques are astonishing throughout history. If the Flying Crane had this thing...... "
"Do you mean..." Ji Li's eyes flashed with excitement. The thing before him was indeed quite tempting.
"Each takes what they need. I need the Mohist's ingenious mechanisms, and I can offer you the craftsmanship for these things." Lu Cheng was straightforward; he wasn't very good at bargaining.
Ji Li considered it, and actually, the mechanisms weren't impossible to teach. At least, the ones he had learned were fine.
The person before me was clearly extraordinary. In this era, the Mohist school was one of the prominent schools of thought, and their skills in stealth were well-known. Given his ability to remain hidden, it wouldn't be difficult for him to master mechanical arts. The deal he proposed likely wasn't a fabrication.
"Deal, I'll go back and record it for you, wait a few days later...."
"No......." Lu Cheng immediately denied.
What the heck a few days!
Older brother, will you go to Youdu for a drink and have fun in a few days
"Well Tomorrow....."
"That won't work either...." Lu Cheng shook his head. "How about this, I just need the essentials. I'll go take care of something, and when I get back, we'll make the exchange. How does that sound"
Ji Li thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
......
Gong Hui was just an ordinary person, and he didn't look particularly distinctive. Lu Cheng had been searching for him for a long time and finally found him at a civilian residence. The guy was still working on his sister-in-law when Lu Cheng arrived. Out of respect, Lu Cheng didn't want to scare the woman, so he could only wait listlessly outside the door until he was finished.
Gong Hui was pulling up his pants to go to the bathroom when Lu Cheng immediately went blind, stuffing him into the toilet bowl and never letting him climb out.
I took a look at the time, it was already afternoon. It should be about time...windled.Remote weapons, lacking spiritual energy infusion, have developed slowly.The power of the chain-master is waning.But.... the Hundred Schools of Thought's practice of physical training is flour...