Blue and White Society

  Chapter 601 Prepare to wash the floor

   Facing Lord Gou, Zhang Shijie still felt that his moves would be broken, but because he knew that the sword was benevolent, the feeling of "I will definitely die" disappeared.

  So Zhang Shijie saw the members of the commune grabbing the Excalibur, and then pushed the officials to the ground. Although he felt that the attack was useless, he still forced the attack, and he would not die anyway.

"what!"

  Zhang Shijie randomly picked up an iron bone flower on the ground, and smashed it hard at Master Gou, even though Master Gou was only a little girl now.

  Grandpa Gou was smashed a little, and sword energy burst out from the wound, destroying Tie Guduo.

  Seeing this, Zhang Shijie rushed forward and embraced Master Gou from behind, his strong arms wrapped tightly around Master Gou's neck.

  He is much taller than Master Gou, so it is useless for Master Gou to kick Zhang Shijie's stomach continuously with his two calves.

  Seeing that Zhang Shijie was struck by the sword energy, but nothing happened. His arms were tightly wrapped around Lord Gou, and if he wanted to force him away, he would have to tear off his hands.

  Therefore, this body-protecting sword energy not only did not hurt Zhang Shijie, but gave Zhang Shijie a great external force, making it strangle Lord Gou's neck far more forcefully than himself.

  If Lord Gou doesn't let go of his sword now, there's nothing he can do.

  Mo Poor immediately stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Shijie's shoulder. With cleverness, his entire arm went numb.

   Pushing hard, Zhang Shijie fell to the ground and even slid several feet.

  He shouted in despair: "Who are you! Who are you!"

  The anti-Yuan event has just turned around, and now a group of people are interfering. Without the Excalibur, what do they use to fight against the Yuan?

  He wanted to call this group of people Tartars, but he saw this group of people appear out of thin air with his own eyes, and they were dressed in black and black combat uniforms.

  Mo Poor was prepared long ago, and said loudly: "We are the Mohists."

  Zhang Shijie was taken aback when he heard the words. Of course the Mohist knew that a violent organization in the pre-Qin period was a chivalrous organization that guarded righteousness and was good at defending the city and making weapons.

   "Is Mo Zhe so powerful?" Zhang Shijie was at a loss.

   At this time, the benefits of a 'small number' are revealed.

  Although the Blue and White Society will not change its name after death, there are countless members who give meaning to the word Blue and White.

  But at this time, what Mo Poor said to Zhang Shijie about "retainers", "blue and white members", and "suppression of abnormal things" may only make others confused, and it is nonsense.

   It is better to give the other party an understandable identity first, and then slowly change.

  Now this place has become a world of containment objects. There is no doubt that the Lanbai Society will establish a containment base here, but it is also a feudal and backward world. It is difficult to expect the state of this era to recognize the containment business.

  They see anomalies as supernatural powers, and abuse them with great fanaticism.

  The nobles of this era dare to do all kinds of inhumane things for the sake of some fictional legends. Especially in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, the style of burial was extremely bad. After Genghis Khan died, he killed forty beauties and horses to be buried, and killed everyone he met on the way to the funeral. Until the final burial, more than 20,000 people were killed.

  This is only recorded in the history books. Under the secret burial, how many unknown spirit guards, cruel secret methods and evil sacrifices were used to protect the spirit, which is probably beyond the reach of the tomb of the king in the ghost blowing lamp.

  Can sacrificial burial really bring them the company of the underworld, or the benefits of the afterlife? No, at least there is no way to prove it.

  Even if they have done all of this, it is conceivable how crazy they would be if there is really something that can obtain mysterious power in life.

In the future, the earth still has advanced rule of law and education, but the people of this era are wild, and their greed will only be more blind than the future of the earth, especially the collapse of order in the Southern Song Dynasty, the rule of the Mongols and the Yuan Dynasty, and the golden age of nomads. It is the most fanatical era for fist crushing truth.

  It is delusional to expect that such a ruling class will care about the price. If they care about social stability, there will not be so many natural and man-made disasters and peasant uprisings. They only care about the stability of their own governance, not the stability of society.

  So in their eyes, the hazards of the containment itself are probably far worse than the members holding the containment and saying: I will strike those who are not in harmony!

  According to the containment regulations, they are not allowed to make the contents clearly known to the world, and must be covered up.

   If it cannot be covered up, either seal the memory, or absorb it as a peripheral.

Usually, it would be enough to directly hypnotize them to seal their memories of using the Excalibur, but this time it will not work, because more than 10,000 people in the Weimeng Army of the Excalibur have also seen it. More people felt the power of the Excalibur.

  Zhang Hongfan had to shirk his responsibility for his disastrous defeat, and he must have publicized the existence of Excalibur even more. Of course, he couldn't publicize it publicly, that would be beheading. However, it is still very possible to spread the news secretly to everyone, and transfer the emperor's responsibility for his defeat.

Therefore, it is impossible to assume that the Excalibur has never appeared. We can only blur the Excalibur as much as possible, and turn the Excalibur that appeared in Zhang Shijie's miraculous victory into a kind of political propaganda, which was deliberately compiled by those in power to maintain the legal system .

   Even if the people of this era believe in it, it will become a legend among the people after one or two generations. Those who study this period of history in the future will regard this as luck: at the last moment, the Song army turned defeat into victory by virtue of the sudden deterioration of the weather, even a tsunami.

   Created a miraculous victory comparable to "Han Guangwu's destiny is where a meteorite fell from the sky, causing two thousand rebels to defeat 400,000 new troops".

  Who knows the real situation?

  There was a Han Guangwu meteorite falling from the sky before, and Zhang Shijie retreated from the enemy with a tsunami later, so what? This will not affect the advancement of society and the progress of civilization.

  So Zhang Shijie and the seventy Song soldiers not only cannot die, but also cannot forget this victory. And help the Blue and White Society guide public opinion, as the party concerned, give the world the most authoritative statement, and leave a record in the history books that is most beneficial to future generations.

  As for restoring history, Lanbai Club is not so idle. Only what happened is called history, and what didn’t happen is called possibility.

  The so-called defeat of the Yashan Song army is a matter of their earth, and has nothing to do with this earth.

   "My Mohist school has never disappeared, it only develops silently in the dark. We are not kings, but only study the principles of the natural changes of things. This sword is not harmonious, and things like this should be restricted to ink, and they cannot be used."

   "This sword is a gift from God, what do you want to do by taking it away?" Although Zhang Shijie was knocked to the ground, he was upright.

Everyone was having a headache, and it was difficult to explain what a containment was to such a stubborn person. The bull's head was wrong with the horse's mouth. Zhang Shijie was not curious about why the sword was incompatible, so he didn't even ask. , he only thought that he wanted to take away the sword.

  But the fact is true, anyway, the sword is to be taken away in the end, so there is no need to talk nonsense.

  Mo Poor had no choice but to say: "We want this sword, what do you want?"

   "..." Zhang Shijie laughed bitterly, and said: "Has the Mo family defected to the Tartars? If you want to kill the official family, you must first go over my corpse."

   As he spoke, he picked up the machete of the Mongolian army on the ground, and at the same time, seventy soldiers lined up with guns to protect him and Jiangcheng.

  He knew that this group of people were as powerful as ghosts and gods and wanted to die to protect Jiangcheng, but Jiangcheng was deeply moved.

   "No, we won't kill him. On the contrary, he is ours. Just now he was fascinated by the Excalibur, and we helped him sober up... He still has to thank us, right? Zhao Mengyu?" Mo Poor said.

  Zhang Shijie was startled, and looked at Jiang Cheng.

  Jiangcheng realized that they were lying when this group of people from the Space-Time Management Bureau called themselves Mohists.

  However, it is impossible for him to expose it, because after the Excalibur was taken away, he was beaten back to his original shape. According to his behavior, this group of people could kill him at any time. And he also knew that Zhang Shijie was definitely no match for this group of people.

  Jiangcheng wanted to admit it immediately after hearing Mo Poor's words, and helped the Lanbaishe lie.

   But suffering from a language barrier, he could only nod desperately.

   Seeing this, Mo Poor flicked his fingers, and suddenly wrapped something in mid-air with best metal, and at the same time, the spiritual connection made Jiang Cheng open his mouth.

  Seeing something suddenly fall into his mouth, it was translation konjac.

   This thing was not given to him before, in order to prevent Jiangcheng from realizing that this is not achievable by technology. After all, this thing can even translate new languages ​​created temporarily by others, which is completely inconsistent with the principle of scientific database translation.

   It doesn't matter now, the world has entered the era of containment.

  After being secretly informed of the effect of translating Konjac, Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That's right! I have always been a Mohist disciple! I am not tolerated by the gentry, so I concealed it deeply."

  Zhang Shijie was stunned. As far as he knew, Zhao Mengyu was a typical literati, but now he admitted that he pretended to convert, but in fact he was a Mohist secretly.

  God, the clan of the Great Song Dynasty, the current official family is the Mohist, which makes the Manchu scholar-bureaucrats feel so embarrassing.

   But he doesn't really mean it. He is not a scholar-bureaucrat.

  As for the "scholar-bureaucrats of the Manchu Dynasty", what should be lowered should be lowered, and what should be cooled should be cooled.

  The right prime minister, Wen Tianxiang, was captured, and the left prime minister, Lu Xiufu, jumped into the sea. Now, in the imperial court in exile, there are only him, seventy soldiers, and a new official family left.

  He thinks Jiangcheng is the emperor, and Jiangcheng is the emperor.

  The country is in dire straits, no matter what Confucianism and Mohism, as long as the mountains and rivers can be restored.

   "What are you going to do?" Zhang Shijie was a little confused about the purpose of this group of people.

  Adams said: "If you join the Mohist school, we will ensure that you will not perish. We don't care if the Southern Song Dynasty perishes or not, but you seventy-two people will become the peripheral organization of the Mohist school."

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  (end of this chapter)