Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 340 The public loser

The Mohist organ is made of wood and stone. Bronze opened his mouth and asked Gongshu!

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, when it comes to organ skills, no one can compare with the Gongshu family and the Mohist family.

The ancestor of the Gongshu family - Gongshu Ban, also commonly known as Lu Ban, had a contest about the art of mechanism with Mozi in Chu State in the past.

In the end, Gongshu Ban was defeated, and that war was also stopped by Lu Ban.

To this day, this past event is still the most talked about allusion of the Mohists. In the eyes of the Mohists, this is the implementation of the founder's concept of love without aggression.

But for the Gongshu family, it was an unimaginable shame and humiliation!
  Since then, the Gongshu family and the Mohist family have become feuds and have been fighting each other for hundreds of years.

Pattering!

On this day, on the land of the Western Region, raindrops like broken bead curtains continued to fall from the sky, dripping between the heaven and the earth, nourishing all things.

"Ah! It's finally raining!"

"Great, so great!"

"I want to take a nice bath!"

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In the desert of the Western Regions, there is year-round drought, and rain is a very precious thing for people living in the Western Regions.

Heavy rain fell from the mighty sky, nourishing everything in the world. In Wushuang City, both the people who had settled here and the well-trained Qin army officers all gave out deafening cheers.

Countless people rushed into the heavy rain, cheering and jumping, stepping on the rain.

The whole world was filled with laughter and laughter.

In the two-story attic in Wushuang City.

Ying Zihe lay lazily on the panda Pipi, using the lazy panda as his cushion, with a steaming pot of hot tea in front of him.

Through the half-opened doors and windows, the heavy rain outside the window caught his eye.

"It's raining, that's a good sign." Ying Zihe folded his arms, holding the black iron halberd weighing more than eighty kilograms in his arms, and said with a chuckle.

On one side, Concubine Yan lay lazily on one side, stretching out two slender white jade fingers and placing them on Ying Zihe's temples, massaging them.

At first glance, it looks really debauched.

If some old scholars see it, they will definitely curse in secret: a drunkard and a dandy!
  However, in front of Ying Zihe, there was no old scholar, only a young man dressed in black and with a handsome face.

Unfortunately, there was a bit of sinister look between his brows, and his eyes blinked, revealing a trace of murderous intent. A pair of hands were placed on the wooden table in front of him.

No, that's not a pair of hands!

But a pair of ghost claws emitting cold light!
  When he was a child, an accident occurred while he was practicing the domineering mechanism technique, and he lost one of his hands. In desperation, his grandfather made a pair of ghost claws for him to replace his palms.

This pair of ghost claws is dexterous and domineering. Although it has no real sense of perception, it is no less than any other pair of hands.

Snapped!
  A ghost claw with only three sticks deftly grabbed a tea cup in front of him, brought it to his mouth, took a sip, and let the fragrance of tea fill his mouth.

"Young Master, are you here just to show your affection to me?" Gong Shuyi, the first genius of the Gongshu family, showed a bit of helplessness on his face. He looked at Ying Zihe who had not spoken for a long time, and spoke in a low tone. asked.

"Isn't it good?" Ying Zihe raised his eyes slightly and glanced thoughtfully at Gong Shuyi in front of him, "I don't know how many people dream of lying drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and waking up to take charge of the world?" "Little Yi, you're not young anymore, it's time to try to find a wife." As he spoke, Ying Zihe suddenly turned over and sat up, slapped Gong Shu Yi on the shoulder, and comforted him very familiarly.

At a young age, Gong Shuyi combined Gong Shuji's domineering machine skills and martial arts into one. His martial arts skills were almost not as high as those of his grandfather Gong Shuqiu.

But facing Ying Zihe's slap, he didn't even have the slightest room to dodge, and was slapped on his shoulder.

"I think so too," Gong Shuyi put down the empty porcelain tea cup and said with a wry smile, "Not everyone can make Concubine Dongjun Yan of the Yin Yang family fall in love?"

As he spoke, Gong Shuyi glanced at Ying Zihe with envy.

Ying Zihe raised a hand, touched his chin, and said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment."

Concubine Yan on one side saw the two teenagers making fun of her, slapped Ying Zihe on the head, and said angrily: "You brat, you never have a serious time all day long."

With that said, the graceful figure stood up, turned around and left gracefully, without even looking at Ying Zi and He Gong Shu Yi.

Ha ha!

Yingzihe let out a bitter smile helplessly, spread his hands to Gongshuyi, and said, "Oh, Xiaoyi, you have also seen that being single also has its advantages."

"Not bad." Gong Shuyi nodded in agreement, "At least, he won't be offended."

"Sir," A Ghost Claw raised the teapot and poured out a cup of hot tea for himself, and drank it all again. Gong Shuyi asked with some confusion, "You haven't told me yet, why did you come to me? "

Ying Zihe straightened his expression and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask you to go somewhere with me."

"A place?" Gongshuyi was startled, and his tone turned cold, "Young Master should know that my father-in-law, Shuyi, is only interested in mechanism techniques."

"You want me to go somewhere with you, which I'm afraid is a little..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but the meaning he wanted to express had already been revealed.

Ying Zihe said with a smile: "You can rest assured of this. Wherever I want you and me to go, you will not be disappointed."

At the end of the sentence, Ying Zihe's expression exuded a hint of depth.

"Oh!" Hearing what Ying Zihe said, Gong Shuyi became interested, "Could it be that Young Master wants me to go to the Mo Family's Agency City with you?"

When it comes to the rival sect, even with Gong Shuyi's calmness, he can't help but show a hint of hatred.

"Hahaha." Ying Zihe laughed, "The Mo family's secret city? There will be such a day, but not now."

"Honestly, you and I have the same goal, but the difference is that what you want is the Mo family's mechanism technique, but what I want is something else. One day, I will naturally take you there."

"But now, the place I want you and me to go to, although it is not the Mo family's organ city, is even worse!"

"There, there is a very terrifying thing made with machine skills. I believe it will satisfy you, a public loser, on your first day."

"Oh!" Hearing what Ying Zihe said, Gong Shuyi became more and more interested, "Then I want to have a good experience. When will we leave?"

"Three days later." Ying Zihe looked at the rain curtain outside the window and chuckled.

Gong Shuyi asked impatiently: "In three days, why not now?"

Ying Zihe became unserious again and looked deeply at the rain curtain outside the window, "Such a beautiful rain scene, it would be a shame to leave without appreciating it!"

(End of this chapter)