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Chapter 7436 Bronze
Mount Yunlin.

Underground cave.

Luo Xingchen looked at the key in Mo Anbai's hand...

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, it was only at this time that he truly confirmed that Mo Anbai had concealed many things and did not tell everything.

"You hid a lot of things." The corners of Luo Xingchen's lips rose.

"My lord, if you didn't ask, I didn't think about it. I really didn't deliberately hide it from my lord." Mo Anbai showed an aggrieved expression on his face.

Obviously she has recovered her strength, but she still wants to "act".

It seems that "acting" has become her instinct.

"Open the door."

Luo Xingchen said to open the door, and he had already moved to a corner on one side, holding a short sword in front of him.

"Sir, you..."

Mo Anbai looked at Luo Xingchen sadly.

This man is too unmannered, why is he hiding by himself.

Reluctantly, she stepped forward and put the key into the hole. After turning it, with a series of spring clicks, the closed door came loose.

Mo Anbai pushed lightly with her palm, and her body dodged to the side like a wisp of smoke, almost hitting Luo Xingchen's body.

"You hid faster than me." The corners of Luo Xingchen's lips rose.

After the metal door was opened to the inside, there were no hidden weapons or the like shot out.

Instead, a musty smell gushed out from inside.

Luo Xingchen quickly took out the handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

Mo Anbai's movements were not slow either. After the door opened, she also took out the black mask, almost as fast as Luo Xingchen.

"How many years has it been open? The smell is too bad, who knows if it is poisonous." Luo Xingchen said in a low voice.

"There's no poison, but we'd better not smell this smell, we'll talk about it after it's gone," Mo Anbai said.

"Are you willing to tell me now? What exactly is this place? Why do you have the key again?" Luo Xingchen said lightly.

"Young master, I didn't hide it from you on purpose. The key of the slave family was passed down from the Mo family. Back then, the young disciple of the ancestor of the Mo family got a lot of inheritance. Later, he created the line of puppet masters. This key has been passed down all the time. It's coming down." Mo Anbai said with rolling eyes.

"Then where is this place?" Luo Xingchen asked again.

"Didn't the slaves say that? This is Zhou Banxian's underground palace, so this place is probably a hiding place for Zhou Banxian." Mo An pursed his lips.

"So, the Mo family is related to the so-called Zhou Banxian. Since Zhou Banxian is so powerful, how come I haven't heard of Zhou Banxian near Yudai Mountain?" Luo Xingchen asked suspiciously.

"It shouldn't be, young master, isn't there a stone statue of Zhou Banxian in Mo Village?" Mo An said in vain.

"The stone statue of Zhou Banxian..."

Luo Xingchen read a sentence, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Zhou Wu of Mo Village? Zhou Banxian you are talking about is Zhou Wu?"

After Luo Xingchen felt a little unbelievable, but connected with each other, this might be the truth.

"That's right, Zhou Banxian is Zhou Wu, but we all call him Zhou Banxian, not his name." Mo Anbai said.

"Zhou Wu... isn't that the mountain god of Yudai Mountain? The nearby villagers hold mountain god sacrifices every day, and a day is devoted to offering sacrifices to the mountain god, and the upper body of the stone statue is a human and the lower body is a horse!"

Luo Xingchen was completely confused. Mo Chi and others had told him that Zhou Wu was the mountain god of Yudai Mountain. Judging from the stone statue, he was not human at all.

"That's the ignorance of the mountain people. What they inherited from their ancestors is the mountain god Zhou Wu with a human head and a horse body..."

A trace of mockery flashed across Mo Anbai's eyes: "Actually, there are no gods in this world!"

"Gods only exist in people's hearts. Those who firmly believe in gods are actually very sad. They deliberately find a sustenance for their souls and a master for themselves."

Mo Anbai's words were very bitter and harsh. Fortunately, Luo Xingchen was also a person who did not believe in gods. If it were someone who believed in gods fanatically, he would immediately take up arms and seek "justice" with Mo Anbai.

"The transformation from human Zhou Wu to mountain god Zhou Wu is quite interesting. No matter what, people at least remember him, even in another form." Luo Xingchen smiled slightly.

"The smell is almost gone, young master, do you want to go in together?" Mo An rolled his eyes, looking at Luo Xingchen.

"Come together, of course we entered together." Luo Xingchen took off the veil and put it away.

When I came to the metal door and looked inside, I could clearly see a corridor with some metal debris placed inside.

Can't see what it is.

And there is another door on the opposite side.

But the door was not closed, it was ajar.

Luo Xingchen and Mo Anbai walked forward all the way.

Pushing open the half-closed door, here is a huge hall, where strange metal, wood, stone and other materials are discarded everywhere...

"With so many organs, it seems that Zhou Banxian really has something to do with the Mohist family."

Luo Xingchen was a little skeptical at first, whether Zhou Banxian and the Mo family were really related, after all, he couldn't trust Mo Anbai 100%.

But what he saw now proved that what Mo Anbai said was right.

"This should be the place where Zhou Banxian made the mechanism puppets. There are many materials and objects that look a little rough." Mo Anbai looked around carefully and said.

"How does it compare with your puppet master's organ puppets?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"Of course our puppet master's organ puppets are better." Mo Anbai laughed.

"Could it be that the puppets made by people like Zhou Banxian are not as good as those of later generations?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"My lord, the world thinks that the older the more powerful, in fact this is a misunderstanding. The ancient may not be powerful. In many cases, the ancient is far inferior to the modern, probably because the technology is constantly accumulating and developing... unless the ancient The advanced technology has been lost, and it has not been developed yet, so it is possible that the present is not as good as the past." Mo Anbai said with a smile.

"Are there any usable parts here?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"It's hard to tell. I think there are probably no usable parts. It's been too long. The iron products inside are all rusted." Mo Anbai picked up a few parts and looked at them before throwing them out again.

Those parts seem to be okay, but when you squeeze them with your hands, they shatter.

The roots inside were necrotic, and there was no salvation.

"It's a pity, the things in the hall are just ruined like this."

Luo Xingchen looked into the distance.

On the opposite side of the hall, there are several doors, eight in total.

"This hall is built according to the directions of the Eight Diagrams. Young Master, the symbols engraved on the door are all symbols of different directions of the Eight Diagrams..."

"Innate gossip...Qiannan, Kunbei, Lidong, Kanxi, Dudongnan, Zhendongbei, Xunxixi, Genxibei..."

"My family can't tell which door to go through either." Mo Anbai smiled sweetly.

"Look at your serious analysis, but you don't know anything. I thought you were the king, but I didn't expect you to be a bronze!" Luo Xingchen said.

(End of this chapter)