Chapter 182: Mohist Machine City



Chapter 182: Mohist Machine City

After spending a few days together, Jun Lin and Yan Yu found that Qi Chi was still very likable.

Although the two were still wary of him, it was undeniable that they approved of Qi Chi.

Qi Chi worked very hard. He had been learning some self-defense techniques from Yunyu these past two days. He couldn't learn the slightly complicated moves, but he would always keep practicing without saying a word.

After observing for these few days, even Yan Yu was quite surprised.

Too innocent.

If it's not a very sophisticated disguise, then it's just his nature.

It is totally out of tune with the chaotic world, as if even its soul is shining with pure white, as transparent and bright as a flower made of ice and snow in winter.

Can southern Xinjiang produce such people?

Not only Jun Lin, but even Yan Yu began to wonder.

As for Qi Chi, he trained himself tirelessly every day, and then ran to Jun Lin and Yan Yu eagerly waiting for praise, as if their praise was more important than anything else in the world.

He loved his two brothers so much that he didn't know what to do.

Even teenagers mess up sometimes, like a frustrated dog with its tail hanging down and falling into confusion.

"I'm sorry, I'm still so useless, please don't hate me for this..."

Perhaps he was too unconfident in himself. Even Jun Lin couldn't stand his self-doubt, so Emperor Jing touched his head and continued to drink chicken soup tiredly: "How can I hate you? Yunyu and I like you very much."

Qi Chi knew that the other party was trying to comfort him, so he sniffed and tried to smile: "Just tell me the truth, I won't be sad."

Jun Lin raised his eyelids and looked deep in the eyes: "Do you think I'm lying?"

The boy was stunned.

She then curled her lips, her eyes and eyebrows revealing a fleeting charm: "For people like us who have been wandering in obscure and complicated relationships for many years, your existence is extremely special."

That purest purity seemed to remind them of their original appearance.

"Or you can ask your brother why he likes you. Even if you fail a hundred times, you will still try your best for the hundred and first time. No one will dislike you, right?"

Her tone was calm, as normal as if she was discussing what to eat today, but her words always touched people's hearts inadvertently.

People are easily touched. On the contrary, those deliberately created affections often have average effects. An unintentional word or a look seems to be more able to touch people's hearts.

How could the young boy resist the teasing of such an experienced woman? He quickly covered his burning face with his hands and turned around and ran away.

Jun Lin: “?”

What's going on?

Could it be that I am really a few years older than him, and the tragic age difference has created hundreds of generation gaps?

There were many small episodes, and the day of the assessment soon arrived. Jun Lin and Yan Yu had been recuperating for so many days, and they went straight to the Mohist institution city in high spirits.

The Mohist official city is hidden in the mountains. If it weren't for the address given by Lin Junhuai, few people would be able to find it.

The terrain here is very peculiar. There are steep and terrifying cliffs and deep valleys that are difficult to climb within a radius of hundreds of miles. Below is a rushing river full of reefs and rocks. The sea of ​​clouds is unpredictable and often shrouded in thick fog. If a ship is not careful, it will hit the reefs and get lost, and the ship will be destroyed and people will die.

The Mechanical City is powered by water and is filled with traps both inside and outside, making it a typical place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The three of them stood at the edge of the mountains, and Mohist disciples soon came to greet them.

The honest-looking young man spoke steadily: "Please show me your Mohist badge and letter of recommendation."

Each person has one Junlinhe jade.

The young man's eyes moved to Qi Chi again. Seeing that the other party was a "young girl", he could not help but slightly restrain his momentum and said softly: "Guests without badges can go to the guest room to rest first. They can also watch from the side when the assessment begins."

Hearing this, Qi Chi's eyes suddenly lit up, and a bright smile quickly appeared on his soft little face. He said in a crisp voice: "Thank you, big brother!"

The young man's ears turned red, and he rubbed his face in embarrassment: "Miss, there's no need to be like this. I'm just doing my job."

How could this little girl be so pitiful?

Jun Lin, who saw it clearly, said: "..."

No wonder this guy has been holding the girl's shell all the time, could the effect really be so good?

Qi Chi turned his head and smiled sweetly at Jun Lin and Yan Yu, but the two of them ended up cleaning themselves up on the spot.

Look, what a beautiful girl!

With the Mohist disciples leading the way, they quickly and accurately avoided the traps and took the boat along the safest and fastest route to the Mechanical City in the heavy fog. Even the knowledgeable Jun Lin was shocked by the magnificent Mechanical City.

All we can say is that our ancestors had infinite wisdom and their works were magnificent, grand and exquisite.

"Please follow me."

The Mohist mechanical city was built by hollowing out the mountain, and well-trained disciples were hidden everywhere to guard it secretly. The huge wooden mechanism was in operation, and the sound of the gears turning was very pleasant to the ears.

The Machine City is mainly composed of four parts: the King's Gate, the Flying Corridor, the Central Hall and the Mountains Surrounding the City.

The wood ibis nest, the Mogui pond, the moonlit stone chamber, the machinery workshop...

The three of them were amazed along the way.

This is a work of art that is ingeniously created by nature and an incomparable world treasure.

"arrive."

The young man stopped and said politely: "Participants please wait in the lobby. The assessment will start in one hour. Those who are not interested can go to the guest room to rest first."

Qi Chi shook his head hastily: "I can wait here."

The young man smiled and said, "Then please follow me to the designated viewing area."

Qi Chi was obediently led to the safest place at the edge. He looked at the two people standing in the middle with concern, his heart beating fast.

I don’t know if this assessment will result in loss of life, but I hope my two brothers are safe.

Jun Lin looked around with his hands behind his back, and she exclaimed sincerely: "This is truly a masterpiece by a god."

Although the disciple was calm, he could not suppress his pride in his tone: "The Machinery City is the crystallization of Mohist wisdom."

At this time he did not know that the man in front of him was the famous Emperor Jing.

"Huh?"

There was a rustling sound of footsteps, and a clear boy's voice came from the setting sun: "Brother Xiaolin, you are finally here!"

A young man, as cute and delicate as a porcelain doll, came running over with joy. He was still wearing the gold-threaded robe that showed off his wealth. His big gem-like eyes sparkled brightly as he looked at the emperor standing in front of him like a green bamboo. He was extremely happy.

The savior is here!

There were two other people following Lin Junhuai, one was a tall and burly middle-aged man with a square face, and the other was a tall man in black wearing a half-mask.

Jun Lin turned his head when he heard the voice, with an inexplicable light in his eyes, and his clear voice was pleasant to the ears: "It's been a long time since we last met, Young Master Mo."

Almost at the moment she turned around, the masked man suddenly stopped and his pupils shrank.

My teeth, fingers, and even my heart were trembling madly and tirelessly.

His hands, which were originally hanging at his sides, were suddenly clenched into fists. The stinging pain from his nails digging into his palms did not bring him back to his senses at all.

The senses are lost, the joy of reunion and the pain of opposition fill every cell.

Bingwen, wearing a mask, smiled bitterly.

We meet again, A-Lin.


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