Trap Iron Bird?

Meng Qi was obviously stunned when he first sensed this flying bird, because it had a rough appearance, a dark body, two wings full of iron plates, and its eyes seemed to be cast in brass, without any life, and he almost thought it was a zombie bird from Jiuyou, and only when Jiang Zhi recognized it did he suddenly realize, isn't this a flying bird in the trick?

There are some small sects in his own world that are good at the art of traps, and can make all kinds of traps and trap items, such as wooden oxen and horses, such as wingless flying birds, but Meng Qi has never seen an iron bird that can soar so freely in mid-air!

Could it be that this door is a portal? The two of them went to the vicinity of a small sect that was good at tricks?

The Iron Bird flew along the side of the mountain, pierced into the sky, and soon disappeared into the micro-senses of Meng Qi and Jiang Zhi.

"I'm afraid that the iron bird that can fly like this is only in the Middle Ages, and it has long been ......lost," Jiang Zhi frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Meng Qi suddenly had a lot of whimsical thoughts, Mo Feisenluo Vientiane Gate is the gate of time, and the two of them returned to the Middle Ages?

No, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi before the Demon Buddha's troubled times shouldn't be so thin......

He looked at the village at the bottom of the mountain and said with great interest: "Zhiwei, why don't we go down the mountain and ask someone?"

The so-called travel, in addition to fighting and grinding, also has the meaning of knowledge, traveling thousands of miles, seeing thousands of things, is better than reading thousands of books.

And with Meng Qi's temperament, seeing new things is very much in line with his appetite.

Jiang Zhiwei was also full of interest, and looked at the smoke curling under the mountain with a smile: "I don't know where we have been?"

The two did not immediately descend the mountain, but turned around and flew into the crater, closing the gate of the Mori Luo Vientiane, putting away the token, and erasing the traces.

Because they did not know the local situation, the two stopped flying before reaching the bottom of the mountain and walked towards the village.

Outside the village, there are many fertile fields, and a half-white old man wearing a hat stands on top of the field. In front of him was a "wooden monster" that could have been a trap ox, dragging an iron plow, slowly turning over the soil.

From time to time, the "trap ox" stopped, and the half-white old man walked over quickly, twisting the trap vigorously, and soon, the trap ox made a creaking sound again, and dragged the plough again to plow the field, and many fields in the distance were similar scenes.

The old man wiped his sweat and walked back to the edge of the field. Suddenly, I saw a man and a woman coming over on the official road, the man was wearing a green shirt, carrying a long sword, his facial features were handsome, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he was approachable in a chic and leisurely manner. The same waist and long sword, the two came side by side, and the placket fluttered lightly in the wind, which was really picturesque.

Seeing Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looking at their own farmland. The old man greeted warmly: "Are you two visiting the village?"

Although the language has changed a little, it seems to be able to understand it, and it seems to be in the same vein...... Meng Qi smiled and said, "My husband is polite, we are just passing by." Seeing that everyone was busy and farming was lively, I couldn't help but stop and watch. ”

The half-white old man laughed and said, "Are you curious about these trap cows?"

He tapped his lips. Looming pride: "This is what Xie Maocai of our village has improved, and it is much easier to use than the clumsy and heavy organ cow before! He was only 16 years old when he was admitted to Maocai, and many talents and lords in the state city praised him as a craftsman. ”

Meng Qi and Jiang Zhi glanced at each other, and they were really good at the art of organs.

"Xie Maocai is really talented. Meng Qi followed the old man's words and praised it.

The half-white old man seemed to be praised by himself, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and suddenly, he saw a person in his spare eye, and immediately shouted loudly: "Xie Maocai, Xie Maocai, there are guests looking for you here!"

It was a half-grown boy of sixteen or seventeen, with a scarf on his head, a wide black robe, a round face, and a focused expression, helping a farmer repair a cow.

Hearing the old man's call, he put down his tools and ran over, followed by a brown and yellow puppy.

The puppy has a foot made of wood that appears to be a prosthetic leg, but does not seem to have much effect on running.

Xie Maocai stopped beside the old man, and was quite restrained in the face of the two fairy-like guests:

"Where are you looking?"

"We heard my husband mention Maocai, and we wanted to see the genius of mechanical skills. Meng Qi laughed.

Xie Maocai scratched his head: "Where, where, it's a fluke." ”

His face was slightly red, and he smiled unconsciously, and seemed to be happy to be praised.

"Under the surname Xie Mingxian, I don't know what the two guests call them?" he asked politely.

Meng Qi said with a smile: "A certain surname is Su Mingmeng, and this is my friend Jiang Zhiwei." ”

Xie Xian was waiting to greet him, but he saw a man in Taoist costume coming, in his twenties, holding a peachwood sword in his hand, in Meng Qi's induction that he had intersected with heaven and earth, he had no secrets on his body, all his movements were expected, and there were more than ten or twenty talismans in his arms.

"You came down from the Misty Mountain?" he didn't say very well.

Suddenly, he only felt that the young man in front of him was smiling, personable, and approachable, and subconsciously softened his tone: "There are demons infested above, don't always think about taking shortcuts." ”

"Demons?" Jiang Zhi asked slightly confused.

When the two of them were on the mountain, they didn't feel any traces of the demon at all, so they were so frightened that they hid?

The half-white old man hurriedly said: "The two guests don't know that there was an evil demon in the Fire Misty Mountain two years ago. ”

Seeing that he couldn't get to the point, Xie Xian glanced at the man in the Taoist costume, and then introduced it in an orderly manner: "The Sun God Stone produced in Huowu Mountain has always been controlled by several great immortal sects and our Mo Palace, but it has been mined since ancient times, and the Sun God Stone is becoming increasingly scarce. ”

"Two years ago, when digging deeper, an evil demon was dug out of the magma, killed everyone, and took away a lot of Sun God Stones. ”

"During those days, we could hear the cries of ghosts on the mountain every night. ”

Meng Qi wanted to rub his nose very much, judging from the description, the evil demon was a guy who lived in Luo, but he made a lot of noise.

But it's really interesting here, the mechanism is much stronger than its own world, and there are also Taoist relics, monks and heavenly masters, and heavenly treasures......

"I see. Meng Qi said casually, "We didn't climb over the Fire Misty Mountain, we just bypassed it from the side. ”

"Well, the Sun God Stone in the Fire Misty Mountain has been exhausted, and I don't care if others go up the mountain, but if they encounter evil demons. You can only ask for more blessings. The man in the Taoist costume said with resentment.

Since the Immortal Sect and the Mo Palace no longer control the depleted Huowu Mountain, there are many people who are looking forward to adventures to go up the mountain to find stones, no matter how much they persuade them, they can't persuade them, and they don't shed tears when they don't see evil demons.

Meng Qi half-jokingly said: "XX is not afraid of evil demons, it has always been evil demons who are afraid of us, and XX once had a nickname, called the evil demon buster." ”

"Demon Buster, hehe......" The man in the Taoist costume smiled and said goodbye.

After taking a few steps, he whispered to himself and fell into Meng Qi's ears: "Demon Buster, don't be afraid of the wind and flash your tongue! Only our Immortal Sect monks and Mo Palace mechanics can call us Demon Busters." The little warrior is also worthy?"

The person who directly straddles the metal sword at his waist is obviously a martial artist!

What did I lie to you, that demon has already been killed by me...... Meng Qi "innocently" looked at the back of the man in the Taoist costume.

At this time, four well-structured iron-wood horses dragged the carriage out of the village, stopped next to the man in the road costume, and the driver said respectfully: "Daoist Ouyang Daochang, aren't you going to the state city?"

Daoist Ouyang nodded lightly and boarded the carriage.

The carriage drove along the official road, and the coachman looked at Xie Xian with a smile: "Xiao Maocai, come up quickly." Don't miss the State Talents Exam. ”

"Meritocracy exam?" Meng Qi smiled and was slightly surprised.

The coachman smiled: "The guest doesn't know, he was admitted to Maocai in the county seat Mogong at the age of sixteen, and he is considered a first-class genius in our state." Now it's less than a year, and I'm ready to take the state city talent exam, tsk......"

Xie Xian's face was flushed with praise, and he bowed his head and said goodbye.

Meng Qi and Jiang Zhi glanced at each other. They all saw each other's strong interest in this place, so they arched their hands and said: "The two of us are also going to the state city, I wonder if Brother Tai can take a ride?"

I saw that the two of them looked good. With polite manners and outstanding temperament, the coachman patted his ponytail and shouted: "Okay!"

Xie Xian picked up the puppy, stroked its fur, and said something: "You can't go far now, wait for me at home, remember to listen to your uncle and aunt...... If I become a virtuous person and learn better tricks, I'll equip you with wooden legs that will allow you to go far away!"

The puppy whimpered and was reluctant until the carriage drove away, and then returned home, while another mechanic came to repair the broken cow.

The carriage was very spacious, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei sat on one side, and Daoist Ouyang and Xie Xian sat on the other side.

Meng Qi took the initiative to talk, saying some interesting things without revealing his identity and origin, which soon made the atmosphere harmonious, and the slightly arrogant Ouyang Daoist also joined in.

While the conversation was being happy, the carriage slowly stopped, frustrating Meng Qi's plan to speak, sometimes, he really felt that it was easy and quick to use spiritual hints, but because he couldn't figure out the situation here, he didn't dare to do it rashly in the face of Mogong Maocai and the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Stepping out of the carriage, Meng Qi was suddenly stunned, because there was a long iron-black machine car parked not far away, like a huge python or dragon, which seemed to be able to seat a lot of people.

Watching Xie Xian and Ouyang requisition the copper plate to pay the fare, Jiang Zhiwei suddenly knew in her heart and took out a small piece of broken silver. The driver thanked him and handed it over.

Then the two of them followed Xie Xian and Ouyang Zheng to the front of the machine car, and exchanged the silver for two thin pieces of paper from the hand of the man in the dark green wide robe.

"Ink car. ”

"Huowu County - Yongzhou City. ”

"Estimated time frame: two hours and two quarters of an hour. ”

Looking at such a piece of paper, Meng Qi didn't know how to describe his expression.

The windows of the machine car are bright and clean, and they sit in pairs, with a table in the middle.

After Meng Qi and the others sat down, they waited for a while, and the machine car grew centipede-like legs and ran on the official road, sometimes over the mountains and mountains.

It's strange to say, obviously this kind of running is the most bumpy, but there is no feeling on the car, and the tea on the table only has a little ripple.

"It's nice to have a good way to make everyday life comfortable and easy. Meng Qi sighed at Jiang Zhi's micro-transmission.

Jiang Zhi said thoughtfully: "Before the Demon Buddha was in turmoil, there should have been similar things in our world, the ancient 'instrument saint' was a collection of mechanical arts, it is said that there are flying ships, there are all kinds of strange things, but after that catastrophe, they have lost their inheritance. ”

At this time, someone walked forward from behind, dressed in a plain robe, carrying a long box, and had a cold temperament.

Ouyang Zheng's face changed slightly, and he whispered, "Sword box." ”

"Flying Sword ......" Xie Xian was excited and afraid.

Seeing this person, Meng Qi frowned, and "looked" with the eyes of a "street fortune teller", this person was entangled in cause and effect, and he was afraid that something bad would happen. (To be continued......)

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