Chapter 78 Bronze Man

Brother Yaozi once told me that tomb robbers all have a vicious spirit, otherwise they would not be able to eat this bowl of rice.

Digging up graves is not only illegal and indisciplined, but also shows that you only care about yourself, leaving the blessings of your children and grandchildren behind.

No one like this kind of person is easy to get along with. It is true to say that he is a desperado. His survival depends on four words - being bold and careful.

Now that I have met Shopkeeper Wang and his group, I finally understand how wise these words are.

At first, I really didn’t think much about it. My transformation was about to begin, and I focused on avoiding the sight of this group of people. But when I ran halfway up the mountain, I suddenly heard a series of rustling sounds coming from behind me, and I stopped.

Turning around, I saw a shadowy figure behind a huge rock, with three big heads looking back and forth. Could it be Shopkeeper Wang and his two silly roe deer brothers?

"This is because I am afraid that I will run away."

I scolded my mother in my heart, "You son of a bitch, why are you so...so smart?"

Seeing that I had discovered them, Shopkeeper Wang was not ashamed at all. He hid behind a rock and waved at me repeatedly, and told me with his lips that he was worried about my safety and did not dare to stay too far away from me in case anything happened.

If anything happens, he will jump out to support as soon as possible.

I thought to myself that if something happened, he would probably run for his life immediately...

The heat in my body is getting worse and worse, and I already have a strong burning sensation. If this continues, in less than a stick of incense, I'm afraid I will become a living person. By then, there will be a wolf in front of me and a wolf behind me.

Tiger, I regret it so much.

At that moment, I didn't care about arguing with the three bosses like Shopkeeper Wang, and rushed up to the top of the mountain.

The small temple lay in front of you, with mottled green rust spots visible on the walls. The overall structure presented a cold black metal texture. It should be some kind of alloy. If nothing unexpected happened, it must have been mixed with some copper.

The temple door was ajar and not locked.

Shopkeeper Wang and his three men chased to the top of the mountain. When they saw the small bronze temple, they immediately stopped and did not dare to go any further. Instead, they hid outside the temple door and looked back and forth.

"Brother, come in quickly!"

Shopkeeper Wang kept winking at me. At this point, he didn't even bother to cover up, and started urging directly behind me: "That person must be inside, go in and see its condition. When the time is right, we will rush in."

Got in."

The situation in the temple was completely unfamiliar to me. After being forced to this point, I really had no choice but to rush into the temple. Regardless of how shopkeeper Wang and the others looked at me, I immediately covered my face lightly.

Temple gate.

boom!

The next moment, the yang energy in my body completely exploded, as if I was thrown into a raging fire and burned. The pain was beyond words. I fell headlong into the strange bloody wormwood next to me, almost breaking my teeth, but I didn't make a sound.

sound.

In fact, this transformation was particularly intense and much more painful than before.

Maybe this has something to do with that vagina slave. Ever since it appeared, there have been a lot of things wrong with me.

After I transformed into a human form, I was almost exhausted, covered in sweat, and the torn clothes on my body were almost completely soaked. I was lying on my back in the blood-colored wormwood up to my waist, my eyes dull.

The grass here is very strange. I don’t know what kind it is, but it can live underground without seeing the light of day. The leaves are very similar to bitter herbs, but they grow extremely high, and the back side shows a strange blood red color.

The soil exudes a strong rancid smell.

This putrid smell is definitely not the smell of rotting vegetation, but more like the smell of rotting flesh and blood, which makes you sick to smell it.

After resting for a while, I really couldn't stand the smell anymore. I felt suffocated, so I quickly got up. But the moment I sat upright, a huge face plate appeared directly in front of me, almost colliding with me.

Once, I was so frightened that I backed away.

The thing didn't move for a long time. I breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to get up from the ground, only then could I see the other person's appearance clearly.

This is...a robot?

"wrong……"

I shook my head repeatedly, and my thinking was a little confused. The main reason was that the appearance of this thing was so impactful that it gave me a sense of confusion in time and space. After calming down for a moment, I gradually came back to my senses: "This should be... a lost ink."

Jutsu machine beast!"

It's not that I'm slow to react, it's just that the thing in front of me looks so amazing.

This is a man made entirely of metal. The main material should be bronze, and it is made up of square pieces of metal armor. I don’t know how many parts are used in the whole body. At first glance, it is really no different from a robot.

, but covered with rust and full of age, he was squatting in the grass at the moment, looking at me silently, with some kind of black stone inlaid in the eye socket as an eye, but there were strange colors rippling on the stone, which actually made me feel like this

Things can be intelligent.

The sense of time cannot deceive people. In any case, a thousand years ago, human technology would not have been able to create a real robot. This involves too many aspects. After thinking about it, I only have one answer in my mind - this is the ink machine beast.

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As the name suggests, this thing is actually something from the Mohist family during the pre-Qin period when a hundred schools of thought contended. The Mohist family had many skilled craftsmen and had produced many epoch-making things.

For example, the Mechanical Kite is a wooden bird that can fly and is probably the earliest airplane.

It is a pity that these things were eventually lost because the knowledge involved was too profound. Under the overall social environment at that time, they could only be regarded as the product of a genius' flash of inspiration and could not be mass-produced or even applied to people's lives. They were destined not to be used in people's lives.

handed down from generation to generation.

The ink machine beast belongs exactly to this kind of thing.

It is said that this was a weapon made by the Mohist giant for the Yan State to resist the Qin Dynasty. Its main function was warfare. It can be regarded as the originator of robots. It used a series of epoch-making instruments at the time.

Such as gears, etc.

The specific principle is difficult for even us ritual officers to understand. We only know that it uses a principle similar to environmental memory. For example, in some special places with special weather, you can hear ancient shouts of death, etc. This is recorded by the environment.

During the war thousands of years ago, scientists believe this is a recording of the magnetic field...

The Ink Magic Machine Beast probably uses a similar principle to allow the Machine Beast to do the same thing repeatedly for thousands of years.

The bronze figure in front of me must be this kind of thing, but its appearance is rather unique.

I stared at the bronze man in front of me nervously, because many of the ink machine beasts have the ability to guard homes and courtyards, so I was worried that this thing would suddenly attack me.

In fact, I worry too much.

The bronze man squatted in front of me and stared at me for a long time. Finally, he let me go, got up and turned to a huge wooden box in the yard.

It took out three giant incense sticks as thick as a thumb from the wooden box, lit them in the stove in the courtyard, and then walked towards the only bronze temple in the small bronze temple.

"Is this going to be incense?"

I muttered to myself.

Shopkeeper Wang once told me that there was a bronze man in the temple who used three sticks of high incense to worship Lord Water, hoping to kill him.

In fact, I am also very curious about what the current state of Lord Water is. After all, I am trapped in a deadlock, and how to break it is still a problem, so I quietly follow the machine beast, staying far behind the opponent, squatting in the grass to peek at the beast.

A bronze hall.

Crunch.

The bronze man pushed open the door of the hall, and it was dark and deep inside, with only a little flash of green light.

It can be vaguely seen that the layout here is no different from that of most Buddhist temples, except that the shrine enshrined at the top is clearly a human being.

There are many bright red mysterious words in the paintings around the shrine, and a young man is sitting cross-legged among them. However, his hands and feet are shackled, his hair is disheveled, his head is slightly drooped, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

"Death early, rebirth early, the Western Paradise is waiting for you."

A man's voice actually came from the bronze man's body.

This may be the voice of the last heavenly official, recorded on the machine beast.

The bronze figure was like a loyal servant. While talking in a condescending manner, he inserted three sticks of scented incense into the incense burner from the year before, knelt down on the futon in front of the shrine, and worshiped again and again to the boy in the shrine.

Needless to say, the boy in the shrine must be the Water Prince.

What kind of big snake is this? It has clearly become a climate, and then it turned into a human form.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a muffled sound in the heart of the earth. It seemed that the dragon's veins were going crazy. I didn't feel much difference. After all, the dragon's veins were not directed at me. Instead, the boy in the shrine suddenly straightened his body and roared in a low voice, looking extremely painful.

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The change came suddenly, but also went away very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the place returned to normal, but the boy sitting cross-legged in the shrine quietly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of bright red eyes, but the pupils were black, which looked very strange. It raised its head slightly and looked directly outside the hall. Through the many weeds, I could still clearly feel that... the other party was looking at me!

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