Both sides had their own ulterior motives, and each felt that they had gained a huge advantage over the other, so everyone was in a particularly good mood.
Su Luo carefully put the Yin Yang Jade into her arms and said to Village Chief Mo with a smile, "This Yin Yang Jade just looks novel. Is there anything else?"
Village Chief Mo glanced at Su Luo's purse calmly, a faint smile appearing in his eyes: "Yes, of course there is."
Then, Village Chief Mo introduced the old items in his hand to Su Luo.
The second item is a bronze tripod. According to the introduction of the village chief Gen Mo, this is a real old thing, and its history is longer than that of the entire Mojia Village.
Village Chief Mo said, "Don't be fooled by its simple appearance. It actually contains a compass, which is used in feng shui, divination, the five elements, and the eight trigrams. It's a valuable item."
The earliest ancestors of the Mohist school were of the same clan as the royal family. Later, there were geomancy masters, and later many talented people in this field emerged.
Su Luo touched the bronze tripod, slowly examining it, but shook her head inwardly. She knew from the moment she touched it that it was made of special materials to look old. How could it have a long history? Village Chief Mo was clearly trying to trick her.
Su Luo shook her head: "I don't want this."
"This is really a good thing!" Village Chief Mo tried to fool Su Luo.
But Su Luo said angrily: "It's too ugly, I don't want it."
Mo Jiaqiang stood aside, looking left and right, and lowered his voice to Su Luo, "Our Mojia Village once had a geomancer named Mo Ziqi. This compass is what he used."
Su Luo raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"
Mo Ziqi? Su Luo knew this name, because it was this Lord Mo Ziqi who had designed the real imperial mausoleum, and who ended up sacrificing himself in it.
Su Luo was just wondering why Master Mo Ziqi was mentioned quietly, but Mo Jiaqiang actually took the initiative to bring it up. God was really helping her!
Su Luo frowned: "Mo Ziqi? Who is that? Why haven't I heard of this name?"
"A master feng shui master who has left a lasting mark on the world of feng shui and numerology!" Mo Jiaqiang said excitedly. "What a formidable master!"
Su Luo pretended to be confused, exchanged a glance with Nangong Liuyun, and then looked at Mo Jiaqiang with a puzzled expression: "That's not right. If it's such a big deal, how could I not have heard of it? If passersby like us haven't heard of it, how can it be famous?"
Mo Jiaqiang's face flushed red as Su Luo blocked his way. He clenched his fist and said, "That's because he died a long time ago!"
"Then how do you know he is famous?" Su Luo asked with a smile.
"He was indeed famous! If he had lived longer, he would have been world-famous. It's a pity that they had to build the imperial mausoleum for Taizu..."
Just when Mo Jiaqiang was getting excited, Village Chief Mo glared at him fiercely.
Mo Jiaqiang then realized what he had said and quickly covered his mouth with his hands.
Su Luo was just getting into the moment: "Oh? So you're talking about that Master Mo? Now that I'm talking about this, I vaguely remember that the elders in my family mentioned this matter. They said he was the best at geomancy and numerology at the time, and later he participated in the planning of Taizu's imperial mausoleum. It turns out he came from your Mohist school."
"You actually heard about this?!"
A hint of curiosity appeared in the eyes of Village Chief Mo and Mo Jiaqiang.
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