Magical Comic Travel

Fan Zeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Mu Shaoxia was joking, this old man has been a captive for a lifetime, and he can withstand this storm."

"In this way, I feel at ease." Mu Hantian smiled.

Fan Zeng smiled, frowned and said, "Mu Shaoxia, this trip east, there is something I have always kept in my heart, and I have to ask."

Mu Hantian looked at Fan Zeng and said, "Master Fan, please tell me."

"Cough cough..." Fan Zeng pressed his hands slightly to his mouth, coughed twice, and said, "There are hundreds of schools of thought contending in the world today, and among the hundreds of schools, Mohism and Confucianism are the most famous and have the most disciples, and they are also known as the two great schools of thought in the world. "

"En." Mu Hantian nodded.

Fan Zeng continued: "Although Confucianism and Mohism are both helping the world and saving the people...however, their ideas and actions are quite different. Confucianism emphasizes the mandate of heaven and follows rituals and music. The teachings of Mohism are neither life nor joy. The next article "Not Confucianism" directly stated the various shortcomings of Confucianism, and pushed the relationship between the two schools to a situation where Confucianism and Mohism were not compatible."

"En." Mu Hantian replied while looking ahead.

"The Confucians who went to Qilu this time, don't they..." Fan Zeng worried.

"Hehe...Master Fan, you are overthinking. This trip to Qilu Land is not only a plan, but also, the wife of Confucian Zhang Liang said to give me a big gift." Mu Hantian laughed.

"Oh? What gift?" Fan Zeng looked at Mu Hantian puzzled.

"Hehe..." Mu Hantian smiled, and said again: "You will know when you arrive in Sanghai."

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The night is quiet, the moon in the middle of the night sprinkles its bright brilliance on the world, and everything is surprisingly quiet.

The twinkling little stars dotted the dark night sky, like strange shining gems, like small flickering eyes.

Today's night is like a mysterious cave, like an elegant fairyland.

All the disciples of the Mo family were in the forest, and in the open space not far from the forest, three carriages formed an area.All important figures of the Mohists sit cross-legged in this area, forming a circle.

"We will arrive at Sanghai tomorrow, what do you think?" Mu Hantian looked at the crowd and asked calmly.

"In the matter of the organ city, everyone in the Mo family is wanted, especially us leaders, the reward is terribly high." Gao Jianli looked at the crowd, then looked at Mu Hantian and said.

"In this way, it is impossible to go directly to the city." Robber Zhiqiang pointed to his chin and said.

"Old Xu, Old Man Ban, what do you think?" Mu Hantian asked Master Xu and Old Man Ban.

Mr. Xu stroked his beard, and said, "Young master, I think that there are so many disciples of the Mo family that it is not necessary for all of them to enter Sanghai. Moreover, many disciples have been injured, so some disciples can be kept hidden outside the city. This will allow the wounded disciples to Rehabilitate your wounds with peace of mind, and secondly, it will give the Mo family a foothold to facilitate the next step of the plan."

The old man Ban on the side nodded and said: "My old man's opinion is the same as that of brother Xu's."

Everyone also nodded slightly, but Xue Nu and Duan Murong next to Mu Hantian just looked at Mu Han tenderly, maybe to them, Mu Hantian was everything to them.

Mu Hantian looked at the two girls with a smile, and then looked at the Mohists who formed a semi-circle in front, and said: "Old Xu is right, and our Mohist has a secret hermitage outside Canghai City. Here, It is an important branch of the Mohist school in the land of Qilu. The terrain is remote and hidden, surrounded by mountains, and outsiders cannot easily find it. Scattered in the houses with a radius of five miles around, there are also Mohist disciples stationed. If there is any change, they can respond to rescue at any time. Wait At dawn tomorrow, Rong will lead the disciples to the settlement. For other people entering the city, Xueer will help you disguise yourself and go in."

Yuyou, Honglian, you stay with Rong and the others.

"understood."

"Hmm!" The Mohists responded.

White clouds are swaying in the blue sky, the vast blue sea is beating waves, and seagulls are flying in the sky with their wings spread.

Songhai City was very lively, hawkers were hawking on the street, some people were juggling, which caused the crowd to watch and applaud.

Fifty miles away from the busy city, there is an extremely magnificent and majestic place.

Resplendent and magnificent villa.

This villa is the most prosperous Xiaoshengxianzhuang in the city of Canghai, and it is the location of the sect of Confucian disciples.

In Sanghai City, the disciples of the Mohist school disguised themselves as ordinary people for fear of being recognized.The carriage slowly drove towards the downtown.

And Tianming looked around curiously, it was not new.Seeing this, Robber Zhi and Shaoyu made gestures of caressing their foreheads in unison, and secretly said: "Oh! You really have never seen a guy in the market."

"It's here!" Suddenly, a murmur from inside the carriage stopped the carriage.

Tianming was the first to jump off excitedly, staring at an extremely spacious wooden door, and then looked up at the four large characters on the wooden door, excitedly said: "Huh? Here? Is there an inn? Is this the secret stronghold of our Mohist family?"

Before Tianming finished speaking, a white and slender hand covered Tianming's open mouth.

Then, behind Tianming, an ordinary-looking woman was seen, struggling with Tianming's dissatisfaction, saying: "Ming'er, you are still sick, pay attention to rest more. Don't think too much about these grown-up matters. "

Immediately afterwards, before Tianming could refute, the woman's right hand exerted a little force on Tianming's right shoulder, Tianming only felt the world spinning, and after several rounds of Tianming's rotation, she pinched the back of Tianming's neck, regardless of Tianming's miserable pain Call.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehe... the baby is obedient, my sister loves you, let's go to the inn to rest."

Afterwards, he even ignored Tianming's disagreement and insisted on pushing Tianming to the inn.

During this time, Tianming screamed: "Oh! It hurts so much! Oh! Take it easy."

The man closest to him shook his head helplessly. Seeing that the people behind him were also getting off their horses and getting ready, he nodded his head and walked towards the inn one by one.

In this bustling city, the Mohists who were disguised slowly walked into the "Youjian Inn".

There are not many guests in the inn, and the quaint atmosphere comes out, the candlesticks are lit with faint light, and the sandalwood table exudes a sense of tranquility.

"Bang... bang..."

"Rare customers, rare customers!"

At this time, a simple, honest and cheerful big fat man came down the stairs with a beer belly, dressed casually, and looked like a chef.

Mu Hantian looked at that person, and said calmly: Long time no see. "