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Chapter 105 Discuss something with old man Ban

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    A man in a black and white short shirt led the way, followed by four sharp-looking men in short-clothed black clothes, and the five of them walked in the corridor This is what the disciples of the Mohist School led Jingyu to say about the shooters after Duanmurong and Xuenv gave the order.  On the way to somewhere to grab a handle.

    On the opposite side of the corridor, there were several men wearing gorgeous aristocratic costumes with wide sleeves and long gowns.  Most of them had their hands behind their backs, tall and straight, with arrogant expressions, and their eyes followed the movement of the four peopleespecially focusing on the little nun on their left arm.

    "Seeing that its structure is as exquisite as the crossbow used by the Qin army, I'm afraid its power is only strong but not weak." One of the men whispered to the person beside him.  He had a sharp sword hanging from his waist, and he was habitually holding the hilt with his left hand This posture undoubtedly tells others that he was born in the army.

    The man next to him is about forty years old, with a goat-like black beard under his chin.  At this moment, while stroking his beard, he nodded slowly.

    "General Zhao, from what you can see, could that be a weapon designed by the Mo family?" he asked.

    "I think that other than the Mohists and the public losers, it is impossible for others to design it." The military general thought slightly, shaking his head and said: "The public losers are close to the state of Qin and will not help the weak Chu state."

    His words were cautious, and he did not directly say that the Mo family designed hand slaves for the Xiang family.  It's just that he expressed this level of judgment, and the conclusion was left for the middle-aged man to draw.  This time Zhao Guo came here to participate in the anti-Qin meeting, headed by this middle-aged man.

    The middle-aged man pondered for a long time, and seemed to have finally made a decision, "General Zhao, follow me Hey, what a coincidence."

    General Zhao listened to the middle-aged man's words, and followed his line of sight with doubts.  I saw another person walking out from the opposite corridor short and stubby, with white hair, white eyebrows, and white beard, wearing a crown with white hair, white eyebrows, and white beard.  Master Mohist General Zhao understood what the middle-aged man meant.

    There may be quite a few people in the Mohist school who are able to design mechanisms, and the most accomplished one is undoubtedly the class master.  If he can be moved, I am afraid that it is possible to design a terrifying mechanism beast that surpasses the public loser.

    In this corridor, there are exiled nobles from the six countries who came to participate in the great cause of fighting against Qin.  What General Zhao and the middle-aged man can think of, they can think of too.  Seeing that the unconscious class master was about to walk to the side of the crowd, the originally irrelevant atmosphere became tense because of the competition.

    They come from different countries, and they even used to be hostile.  Even if the country is no longer, how can it be so easy for them to coexist peacefully.

    Finally, the person closest to the class master had a tendency to bow his hands and salute, and the person behind him took the lead and shouted:

    "Class Master!"

    The movement of the person who was going to bow his hands and salute froze in the middle, while the person who yelled hurriedly walked past him The moment the two met, one could see an angry face and the other a proud one.

    The old man Ban stopped for no reason, and after looking at the man, he was sure he had seen it before, but he just couldn't remember In fact, he drove the mechanism Suzaku a few days ago, and once took this person into the mechanism city.

    "Pang Tong of the State of Wei, please let the master take a step to speak." He bowed slightly and cupped his hands.

    Seeing that he had a good attitude, old man Ban followed him and took a few steps towards the flat ground on the side.  The man quickly praised the crossbows of the generals of the Xiang family, which surpassed those of the Qin army, and how clever the designers were.

    At first, the old man in the class was taken aback by what he said, but his face became more and more ugly, so he simply interrupted him with a beard and a stare.

    "What's so good about it? If it's designed by me, it won't be" Fortunately, he woke up in time and stopped the rest of the sentence.

    However, Pang Tong of the State of Wei misunderstood it, thinking that old man Ban was not convinced.  So, he flattered the old man Ban again, saying, "Master, you will definitely be able to design a god who has never been seen before or since."

    Old man Ban felt relieved after hearing this.  Seeing this, the man quickly expressed his intention to ask him to design weapons.

    The old man Ban didn't even have time to think about it, so he just denied it, "I, the Mohists, don't design offensive weapons for war."

    He did not cover up his voice, so that not only Pang Tong was taken aback, but the others also looked at each other in blank dismay.

    "But, that Xiang's crossbow" Pang Tong asked unwillingly.

    In the middle of his words, he was interrupted by the old man Ban, "It was designed by a brat who stole my Mohist technique." He walked past the man angrily, "My Mohist wouldn't do that kind of thing."  Poor crossbow." While walking, he muttered like this, completely ignoring Pang Tong and others' persuasion.

    ?After passing a few turns and getting rid of those people, old man Ban was still talking non-stop.

    "Old man Ban, who made you so angry?"

    The boy's voice suddenly came from behind, making old man Ban's entire face distorted for a moment.  He wiped it with his hands for a while, and at the same time warned himself 'don't get angry', then turned around with an unnatural smile.

    "Where can you tell that I'm angry?" He pointed to his expression that was uglier than crying.

    "I can see that you are angry everywhere." Jingyu laughed unscrupulously, walked to his side, and patted his shoulder, "Tell me, who bullied you, I will avenge you"

    "Then, as long as I repay you with a little trick, right?" The old man slapped his hand away, took his words, and muttered in his heart, 'You brat is the one who is mad at me.  '

    "Look at what you said, am I only asking for that?" Jingyu rolled his eyes at him, "Our Xiang family and your Mo family are allies, so we should help you."

    "Then, I should help you, right?" The old man was still not fooled, and continued with a blank expression, his small eyes were full of resentment.

    "Uh" Unable to stand his expression, Jingyu stopped joking, "Don't talk about it, I have business with you. There are people coming and going here, maybe the walls have ears, let's move to another place." He walked forward first  , After a few steps, he stopped and looked at old man Ban, "What are you still standing there for?"

    Old man Ban looked suspicious and vigilant, "Is it really a business?"

    Jingyu laughed, "It's okay if you don't come, I don't care if something happens in the organ city."

    He walked away on his own, the old man hesitated a few times, sighed and followed honestly

    Not long after, in a stone room, "What?" Old Man Ban exclaimed, "Then how can it be changed? And, how can it be changed?"

    "Hushkeep your voice down!" Jingyu put a finger on his lips, "Don't you still have me to help you?"

    "I just don't want you to be small ahem, let you see it." Old man Ban muttered.

    "I don't care" Jingyu looked at him with a half-smile, "It's easier if you don't do it."

    As he said, he made a gesture to get up and leave When he walked to the door, the old man behind him finally stopped him.

    In a certain valley fifty miles away from the organ city, two huge white tigers, the four spirit beasts of the Mohist school, crouched on the ground.  Standing above one of them was a white-clothed swordsman with wide sleeves, his handsome face was staring in a certain direction coldly.

    With a whoosh, a figure steadily appeared on another white tiger.  Slender, slightly sharp-billed monkey cheeks but not ugly, he is one of the leaders of the Mohists, Robber Zhi.  Seeing another person looking over, he nodded and said:

    "Here they come."

    Following his words, there was the sound of rumbling horseshoes, and dozens of fur horses rushed towards them, stopping in front of the two white tigers.  The visitor gave the white-clothed swordsman a bow, and the two sides nodded to each other.

    Two white tigers then started, one in front and one in the back to guard the visitors, all the way to the Mohist organ city quickly

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