Late at night, Wu Tu and Mo Ling stood shoulder to shoulder with the three archways. Both of them looked up at the sky. In the dark sky, a huge paper harrier was floating in the air with spreading her wings.

The paper kite is a kite. Strangely, neither of them is holding the thread at hand.

Mo Ling is only sixteen years old, wearing a pink silk shirt, and is shorter than Wu Tu. She looks pretty and has big eyes and is weird. If Liangshan sees it, she will definitely think it is the girlish version of Zhao Wei.

"Atu, my paper kite is well made!" Mo Ling clapped his hands, blushing.

"Miss has always been the best thing to do." Wu Tu smiled.

The Mo Workshop is the most famous workshop in the world. The seventy-two courses in the world are divided into skills, craftsmanship, and Tao. If a song is finished, the generals, prime ministers, princes, peddlers and barons all cover their faces and cry, then the song is almost like Tao. The worst products produced by the Mo Workshop are all craftsmanship, and many of them are close to Tao, which can be said to be gathered by masters.

Behind the Mo Workshop is the Mo family. The Mo family believes in both attack and love. The standard of the future generations is a group of world pacifist and green environmentalists. There is no invasion, regardless of race or land. As long as the Mo family's children are close to each other, they will definitely stand on the side of the attack and defend the city for them.

The Mohist school is different from many schools of thought, and is very pragmatic. It is not like the straitors who are urging their lips and tongues, but stopping the war. Therefore, it is because of the Mohist defense and is famous all over the world. The Mohist school only makes shields and not spears, which is the ancestral teaching.

Mo Ling is of great origin and is the youngest daughter of a contemporary Mohist master. However, the Mohist family is the most concerned about equality, so Mohist is not special. After graduating from Mohism, he was sent to a remote place in Majiabao for his experience.

The three Wu brothers relied on the Mo family's Mo workshop since childhood, but they left the Mo family and fled to Jingxiang ten years ago because of a disaster. Mo Ling was the best with the three Wu brothers when he was young, and this unexpected reunion was particularly happy.

Because it involves the secrets of the Mohist school, Wu Tu did not explain to Liangshan.

The Mohist practice includes two ways: machinery and talisman cultivation. Mechanism naturally includes various human tools, famous lanterns, horses, such as Zhuge Kongming, and engineering. The Dujiangyan of Li Bing and his son is the one. It can be used for daily use and can be masters of the above. The talisman cultivation is similar to the Taoist talisman school, but it also has its own system.

The three brothers of Wu also knew about Fu Xiu, so that at night Wu Tu recognized Ma Wenxiu's tomb with Fu Xiu at first sight. Machinery and Fu Xiu complement each other. There are specialists in Mohist disciples, and more of them are both. Now the paper hoist in the sky cannot fly without a thread or a wind. Runes are the finishing touch. Draw a talisman on the heart of the paper hoist with cinnabar, and its shape is really like the heart of a bird. With this rune, the paper hoist is equivalent to having the pulsation power of the heart and being able to fly in the air.

The Mo Ling Talisman has reached the realm of three-continuous Talismanship. One stroke draws a set of runes on the heart, eyes and mouth of the Paper Harrier. In this way, the Paper Harrier can not only fly in the sky but also see the scenes around. The runes on the mouth can also tell Mo Ling what he saw when the Paper Harrier falls.

The most powerful one can use nine-game talismans in one stroke, which is a top master. Of course, using materials can also divide the realm. For example, the three brothers of Wu can also draw talismans, but they cannot use cinnabar, and they have to use their own blood. This is the worst among the children of the Mo family. The average one is Mo Ling who uses cinnabar, and the powerful one can draw talismans directly with clear water or even empty dots. This level of Mo family master is comparable to the Jindan master who was born in the world to practice.

Mo Ling waved his hand, and the paper harrier spread her wings and flew away from Majiabao and flew into the distance.

Suddenly, the footsteps of "Tata" came from afar, and Wu Tu's face moved and said, "My young master is out!"

Mo Ling said, "You go quickly." Looking at Wu Tu's back, Mo Ling looked calm and murmured, "Who is that Liang Shanbo? Actually, A Tu wants to surrender to him?"

Mo Ling's jade hand made a move in the air, and the paper hoist suddenly fell from the air into her hands. Her ear beads, which were like jade, jumped, and suddenly her face changed, and she hurriedly turned back to the Mo Workshop.

Liangshan was dragged away by Zhu Dachang, and Uncle Kang asked Wu Tu to follow him. Wu Tu followed him to Xunfang Tower, but it was difficult to follow up. Later, seeing Ma Wencai and the young lady came hurriedly. Wu Tu was very anxious, but he couldn't go in and report that he had to avoid it. He didn't expect to meet Mo Ling, who had not seen for many years.

"Where are you seeing the young lady?" Wu Tu looked embarrassed and said that he did not inform him in time.

"Mrs. Everything is fine. I will visit Ma Wencai tomorrow." Liangshan nodded and said.

He was speechless all night. On the morning of the next morning, he only came out after visiting Ma Wen from Qingyulou.

Liangshan sat in it for half an hour, and Ma Wencai only made tea to entertain him, which was much more courteous than the previous two times. When Liangshan opened his mouth to ask Zhu Qingyun about it, Ma Wencai talked about him, and finally said, "The state has its own national laws, and the family has its own rules."

Liangshan left Qingyu Tower, and the sky was rumbling and thunder was rumbling. Soon, the sky was completely dark. When I quickly returned to the Sihai Inn, it was raining heavily, and the rain hit the window screen, making a rustling sound.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and Yin Shangzi suddenly opened his eyes on the cushion.

Yin Shangzi felt a terrified feeling inside.

Last night, the Ghost King was completely failed. After going down the mountain, Yin Shangzi had always felt bad. Now it was raining suddenly... Even the doctor in the countryside had just understood the celestial phenomena, not to mention that the person who practiced was completely unaware of the signs. Is this God warning him to arrest his filial daughter Zhu Yingtai?

In any case, Zhu Yingtai violated the precept of stealing, and Yin Shangzi didn't think he was wrong.

People in the countryside are regarded as immortals by mortals because of their previous lives or because of their magical geniuses, but in fact they are 100,000 miles apart from real immortals. Yin Shangzi is curious about how Zhu Yingtai succeeds in building a foundation. Her light body technique and invisibility techniques are also quite powerful. Yin Shangzi also wants to know the secrets, but she is just curious, far from being "greedy". Yin Shangzi was born in the Xuanmen Classic, so how could he be greedy for these vulgar things in the countryside?

Although Yin Shangzi looked at Zhu Yingtai with a high look, his essence was no different from that of the country witches and ghosts and elves in the lewd temple.

Yin Shangzi forgot that there was the "Immortals teach scriptures". It was not that he forgot, but because this opportunity was too rare, and no one in the Holy Sword Hall had this opportunity.

The world's cultivation is mainly about being born. The "tang" is the lowest organization for cultivation. It is hidden in the mountain gate. It is generally controlled by those who have perfect golden elixirs, and is often called the earth immortal. The hall is above the sect, and there is basically no mountain gate to be found in the world. The core disciples practice in the "blessed land" that the world calls it, and the person who holds it is called human immortals. Above the sect is the sect, which is called the "cave heaven" that the world calls it, and the person who holds it is called the celestial immortal. There are two gates: Xuanmen and Illusion Gate. The former takes purity as the primary, while the latter takes illusion as the fundamental. One sect, three sects, one sect and three halls, so the mountain gate remains in the world with eighteen cultivation halls.

Yin Shangzi never expected that Zhu Yingtai was taught a scripture by a fairy in his dream. This was his personal disciple. If he knew this, he would not dare to make things difficult for her if he gave him ten thousand courage.

After dinner, the heavy rain was still the same, and there was no sign of stopping. Liangshan and everyone discussed it in the room.

Soon, someone outside heard a loud shout: "Where is my nephew? Where is my nephew?"

It was Liang Ziqiang's voice.

Someone knocked outside the door and said, "Brother Shan, I am your uncle."

Liangshan glanced at Wu Tu. Wu Tu hurriedly opened the door.

Liang Ziqiang stepped into the house, and there were large water stains on the shoulders of his clothes. He looked at Liang Kang and others, and laughed and said, "Nephew, the great wealth is here!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Screen to the left and right."

Liang Ziqiang was probably sent by Ma Wen, and it's good that he was about to hear what price he offered.

"Uncle Kang, you guys go and do it first."

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Liang Ziqiang walked over and sat down, took out a letter from his sleeve, opened it, and said, "Nephew Shan, you just need to write it as it is and sign your name. Xiaoniushan Yang Village belongs to you. Xinye County will immediately issue the relevant land deeds, plus a thousand taels of silver in the silver pattern, and you can also recommend you to the county to join the officialdom. How about this? It is hard to find a lantern with such conditions!"

Liangshan glanced at him and saw the word "Disclaimer". Ma Wencai actually wanted to divorce Zhu Yingtai himself?! Liangshan came up in a blazing fire.

"Take it, I won't agree."

"My nephew, if you don't agree, it will cause trouble for your wife."

Liang Shanhan had a cold face and didn't speak.

"You must know, steal one or two, and one broken arm. Oh, there are more than one hundred thousand silver stolen in the twelve consecutive docks? Once the punishment of the priest is clear, your wife must die."

This is a naked threat. In the words of later generations, if you don’t want to settle privately, then go to judicial channels. It would be too late to regret it at that time.

"The Ma family leads the country. Confucianism uses ethics and law to discipline. If this is not the case, how can we convince the public? Master Ma also pity Yingtai's life. If you write a divorce letter and leave your relationship, Yingtai will marry into the Ma family again. In the past, he would have been waiting for his own things to be kidding, and no one will be serious."

Liangshan sneered, it was indeed a good plan.

"My nephew." Liang Ziqiang's expression changed and he said, "You are a smart person. If you don't agree, the Ma family will take Zhu Yingtai for surgery. Then they will be beaten up and they will be useless."

"Get out!" Liangshan shouted.

"You? Don't be ungrateful?!"

"Get out!" Liangshan was afraid that he could not help but beat Liang Ziqiang again.

Liang Ziqiang stood up, pointed at Liangshan tremblingly, and said, "Don't regret it!"

"Tell Ma Wencai, my family Zhuyingtai's fairy is just a piece of stinky dog ​​shit, and he doesn't deserve to carry shoes for my family Yingtai!"

"Okay, since that's the case, then there's nothing to say. You can wait!" As he said that, Liang Ziqiang opened the door and saw Wu Tu and Wu Huo holding their chests, facing each other with evil eyes, lifting up their clothes and running away. He didn't want Wu Huo to stretch out his legs and throwing them away. He knocked out a front teeth on the spot, and did not dare to scold them anymore, and got up and ran away in a panic.

Qingyu Tower, the main hall of Ma Wencai.

With a "bang", Ma Wen suddenly threw a celadon cup to the ground and said, "That's what he said?!"

"Yes! That's what he said!" Liang Ziqiang was soaking back and forth, his whole body was wet.

"I'm bullying me!" Ma Wencai said angrily, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he actually compared him as a stinky shit!

Ma Wencai stepped forward for the middle-aged scholar behind him and waved his hand at Liang Ziqiang. Liang Ziqiang quickly slipped out in shame.

"Mr. Xiao, does he not want to live?" Ma Wencai's face was full of ruthlessness.

Mr. Xiao smiled strangely and said, "He can write it."
Chapter completed!