Mou Xuan's fingers slid across the holographic sand table, and the five elements energy seeping out from the cracks in the screen was escaping along the patterns of the counting chips in the Zhoubi Suanjing.
In the swirling purple mist outside the city wall, the blood-stained symbols of the Eight Formations on the claws of dozens of corroded beasts flickered, as if they were deducing some ancient military tactics.
"Shao, dispatcher, put all the spare beads into the southwest position!" He swung the bronze weight on his neck, and the sound of chimes reverberated in the control room. "Cui, the calibration value of the mortise and tenon structure in the Kaogongji must meet the standard within one stick of incense!"
The hem of Chen Yao's skirt brushed past the Khitan rune rubbings scattered all over the ground, and the night light illuminated the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda glazed tile pendant swaying in her hair.
The moment her fingertips touched the main switch, the Khitan characters on the bronze scales suddenly reorganized into fragments of the Taibai Yinjing on her retina - it turned out that these erosion beasts were carrying the lost military equipment maps of the Tang Dynasty.
"Mou Xuan!" As she turned around, she knocked over the celadon jar filled with the River Map and Luo Shu. The fragments reflected strange hexagrams in the red light of the alarm. "Their attack route is consistent with the 'Nine Earths and Nine Heavens' formation. The defense layer must reverse the five elements!"
Suddenly, a fire with a smell of sulfur exploded outside the city wall.
The charred lines of the Hundred-Shot Link Cannon collapsed in the thick smoke, and Transport Captain Luan was blown by the air wave and crashed into the bronze crossbow, and the copy of "Wujing Zongyao" in his arms scattered like snowflakes.
Weapon expert Xing rushed over with a smoking mechanical arm, the remaining pages of the Tiger Seal Scripture rustling on his sleeves: "Luan!
The energy field of the Yi Gua in the barrel of the gun backfired! "
Mou Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw the Lu Ban ruler in the hand of construction worker Duan suddenly burst into green light, and three pieces of broken wood pieced together in the air to form the diagram of the dangerous building in "Zi Ren Yi Zhi" - the "crying sound of wood" in the load-bearing columns turned out to be an early warning of the three-dimensional modeling errors of the fortifications.
"Prepare the time anchor point." He bit his fingertips and drew a bloody Tai Chi on the bronze weight. The counting chips in the sand table suddenly floated into the shape of a celestial sphere. "Chen Yao, rewrite the master control program in Khitan language; Cui Gong, lead Master Duan to reconstruct the load-bearing system with the fragments of the ancient building!"
When the purple mist of the Erosion Beasts hit the city wall, Mou Xuan crushed the blood-stained weight.
The sound of chimes turned into materialized ripples that spread across the battlefield. The flying debris from artillery fire suddenly froze in the air, and even the green smoke from Expert Xing's mechanical arm was frozen into the shape of a scroll.
"We only have half a quarter of an hour!" Mou Xuan's voice seemed to come from under the water.
Chen Yao's hairpin had been inserted into the main control console interface, and the fragments of the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda burned a three-dimensional projection of "Construction Methods" in her palm.
Engineer Cui grabbed worker Duan and ran towards the load-bearing column. The broken pieces of the Baoguo Temple bracket flew out of the old craftsman's pocket and were automatically embedded in the cracked mortise and tenon structure.
The holographic sand table in the control room began to vibrate violently. Expert Xing suddenly snatched the "Wujing Zongyao" from Captain Luan's arms, tore the copy into pieces and threw it into the air: "I'm sorry, Master Xu Dong!" The yellowed paper pages were pieced together into a new hexagram array in the solidified time and space, and reversely poured into the smoking Hundred-shot Cannon.
When the golden inscription of "Kaogong Ji" seeped out of the cracks in the bronze wall, Mou Xuan suddenly held down Chen Yao's trembling hand.
They saw that the bronze scales in the night light beam were melting, and the Khitan runes were seeping into the main control system like living things, producing a strange resonance with the Taibai Yinjing projected in the wooden tower.
"Now!" The roar of a construction worker carried the tremor of a thousand-year-old tree.
The moment the last piece of the Foguang Temple's Chiwen remains was embedded in the load-bearing beam, the entire base suddenly rang out the sound of the Buddhist bells recorded in "A Record of Buddhist Monasteries in Luoyang".
The bronze blood that was originally flowing against the flow began to rush along the new defensive veins, weaving a more complex formation on the surface of the city wall than the "Gouqi Jing".
The moment time resumed flowing, the Hundred-Shot Cannon no longer spewed out gunpowder, but a light golden energy stream carrying the words of "Wujing Zongyao".
The first wave of Erosion Beasts that pounced on the city wall suddenly made a sound similar to the "Jiahe breaking neck sound" recorded in "Qimin Yaoshu", and the bloody runes on their claws shattered into stardust in front of the bronze formation diagram.
Chen Yao's earrings suddenly became incredibly hot.
She looked down and saw on the control panel screen that the Khitan runes were merging with the projection of the wooden tower to form a rotating wheel of sixty-four hexagrams - and in the depths of the swirling purple mist behind the herd of eclipse beasts, the outline of a huge bronze gate engraved with the "Taibai Yinjing" vaguely emerged.
Weapon expert Xing's face, covered in coal dust, was illuminated by the golden light of the Hundred-Shot Cannon. He raised his mechanical arm tremblingly: "Xu Donggong has appeared!" The pages of "Wujing Zongyao" floating in the sky burned into light butterflies in the artillery fire, burning honeycomb-shaped gaps in the purple mist of the eroding beasts.
Transport captain Luan suddenly jumped up from the wreckage of the bronze crossbow, and his heroic laughter shook off the frost on his shoulders: "I've been transporting food and grass for twenty years, and this is the first time I've seen a shell that can recite the "Sun Tzu's Mathematical Classic"! " He slapped his calloused palm on the smoking gun barrel, and the bronze lines engraved with "The Law of Corn" actually seeped out amber repair fluid.
"The energy at the southwest earthquake position is overloaded!" Dispatcher Shao's scream mixed with the alarm, and the beads of the three abacuses in his arms broke at the same time.
Engineer Cui suddenly grabbed the Luban ruler from the construction worker Duan and dipped the end of the ruler into the repair fluid: "The 37th volume of "Yingzaofashi"!
Quickly use the "folding house method" to reconstruct the Zhen position! "
Chen Yao's fingers left an afterimage on the main control console, and the projection of the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda split into sixty-four layers in her pupils.
When the last Khitan rune was embedded in the hexagram plate, she was suddenly embraced in an embrace filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Mou Xuan's body temperature could be felt through his combat uniform covered in bronze rust. The unhealed wound on the side of his neck was still bleeding, but he was using his body to block the flying metal debris for her.
"Don't move." His breath swept across the glazed tile pendant in her hair, "The 'stealing heart' structure on the third floor of the wooden tower requires living resonance." Chen Yao's ears felt hot as she discovered that her hair was resonating with the remaining pages of the Taibai Yinjing in the pendant.
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