Although Kong Han'an is a liberal arts student, he also generally knows that all imaging in the world is related to the propagation of light.

Since this is projection, eighty percent is inseparable from small hole imaging.

Kong Han Anke is a traverser!

Even if he was just a social animal in his previous life, his practical operation and professionalism were very poor.

But more than scientific knowledge......

It's not Kong Han'an, there is one in this world, it's all music!

All the time-travelers of the Celestial Empire have gone to the other world to help the poor!

You are an indigenous, what kind of cutting-edge technology are you blowing with me~!

Have you seen it in science?

Kong Han'an said it was simple and lightweight, but the small hole imaging was simple in just four words, which summed up the efforts of several generations of the Mo family.

Zhai Mu's mental activities at this time can be described as very complicated.

It's not that they Mo didn't come up with names.

This technology, in their ancestral secret book, is indeed called small hole imaging.

But all this, the core children of the Mo family do not know.

Zhai Mu dared to guarantee that it was not spread out.

Indeed, this small hole imaging is not a top-notch technology, but more about the operation and cooperation of various machinery.

But Kong Hanan can see through it at a glance, and break the way, he is indeed too compatible with the Mo family.

At first, after hearing about Kong Han'an's series of deeds, coupled with Meng Yu's wild blowing, as well as the message from his friend Yi Bian Que, Zhai Mu had a very good impression of Kong Han'an.

The position is weighted and the dress is simple, which is in line with the "thrift" of the Mo family.

Friendship and tolerance for the little ghosts and demons under their command are in line with their "love".

He is also the king of the underworld, and most of his subordinates are demons and monsters, which is too in line with the "Ming ghosts" of the Mo family.

As we all know, the Mohists believe in ghosts, not in gods.

"Ming ghosts" means that everyone who acts is monitored by ghosts, and if they do evil, they must be punished by ghosts.

Kong Han'an punishes the wicked with evil ghosts and repels demons to get rid of diseases, which is simply too much in line with their thinking.

As for the other "non-attack", "Shangxian", "Shangtong", "Tianzhi", "non-life", "non-music", "festival funeral".

In the final analysis, there is one idea - people-oriented.

Or, based on the people at the bottom.

Mohism was first born out of Confucianism, and there was a conflict between the two in terms of essential thought.

Confucianism emphasizes class, while Mohism emphasizes the bottom.

Although for a certain period of time during the Warring States period, Mohist thought was all the rage.

But in this world of gods and ghosts, how can the "technophiles" who do not believe in gods, emphasize and transform themselves, and have slightly lower emotional intelligence win the Confucianism that serves the ruling class?

Zhai Mu, the great son of the Mo family of this generation, was also able to obtain an official position because of the broad mind of the old emperor of Daqi, but the Mo family has become a tool of the ruling class.

The general's work is not the meaning of the big leader of the craftsman.

Let him be an honest contractor, just a craftsman.

Zhai Mu, who has been stumbling for half his life, rarely meets a like-minded person, but he is helpless not to be good at words, so he can only keep "wanting to talk".

At this moment, seeing that Kong Hanan also knew a lot about technology, he couldn't wait to talk to Kong Han'an at night.

The blazing eyes made Kong Fujun shiver.

Uncle, we don't make an appointment!

The two of them here are "flirting with each other", but the projection in the room is shaking.

It seems that Kong Han'an had a problem with the signal of the old black-and-white TV in his previous life, and there were a burst of white spots.

Not only did the image tremble, but even Qianji City trembled again.

Is there a problem with conduction?

Or is there a problem with Tianji City?

Zhai Mu's face changed, and before returning to the console, it was a one-way operation.

But from the cold sweat on his forehead, it could be seen that he was a little weak.

Meng Yu also saw the problem, but for this kind of professional work, Zhai Mu didn't speak, and he and Kong Han'an had nowhere to go.

Soon, though, they knew what was wrong.

Ma Mian at the door let out a miserable scream, and Kong Hanan and Meng Yu rushed out.

Ma Er foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes up, and stared straight at the sky.

His own subordinates were distressed, and Kong Hanan sent him back to the underworld without saying a word.

Looking up, the curtain that had just resisted the immortal's means began to shake violently.

The mysterious inscription on it exuded a brilliant brilliance, and then quickly dimmed, and the curtain fell off, and before it could land, it had burned all out and turned into ashes.

In the midst of the ashes, a figure shrouded in precious light loomed, like the sun rising in the dark night sky.

A strong divinity burst out from the treasure light and descended from the sky.

"Qinghua Changle World, East Pole Miaoyan Palace, Qibao Fangqian Forest, Nine-colored Lotus Seat ......"

In the divinity, there are countless believers who pray in a low voice, repeatedly ringing in Kong Han'an's ears and hearts.

It's the most heartfelt conversion!

Dongji Qinghua is here!

This was the first time that Kong Han'an had confronted the divinity of the main Taoist god.

Dongyue regarded Kong Hanan as his own person, and Emperor Taishan was a casual character, so Kong Hanan only felt coercion, but never experienced divinity.

The divinity of the witch god is chaotic and complicated, and although there are generally the same demands among them, they are not so uniform and impeccable.

The Taoist gods will guide the believers, and the sound of incense in this divinity is like a chant.

Compared with the witch god, which is difficult to attack, the divinity of this Eastern Pole Qinghua always makes people can't help but sink into it, worship it as the main god, and regard it as a belief.

Kong Han was relieved and clear, and wanted to reject this thought.

But the more he refused, the louder the voice in his heart became, which made him dizzy and deaf.

Many children of the Mo family also covered their ears and knelt on the ground in pain, and the refugees in Qianji City had spontaneously walked out of their homes and worshiped to the sky, unconsciously chanting treasures in their mouths.

Meng Yucai rose into anger.

"The son is silent, and the strange power is confused!"

Just seven words, the anger is monstrous.

The art of the Holy Word covers the entire Thousand Machines City.

Kong Han'an felt better, and many of the Mo family's children also stood up again, and the people looked confused.

The Zhuxian crossbow roared and shot into the sky, but the crossbow arrow did not cause any trouble to the figure, like an egg hitting a stone, and before it could be touched, it shattered in the light of the treasure.

The figure shrouded in the precious light let out a sad sigh.

"I am looking for help in the human world, just to lead you out of the ordinary, why do you fight against me?"

The treasure beside his ears is still there, and with this sigh, it is like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone in Thousand Machines City.

Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole is so aggrieved and helpless, why should he embarrass him for such a good god who saves suffering?

Meng Yue snorted, his face pale, and he seemed to have been injured internally.

The Mo family disciples on the city wall spat blood from their mouths and fell to the ground.

"It doesn't matter, those who are willing to follow me only need to pray sincerely, and they will be freed from the sea of suffering."

The divine voice came again, like a magnanimous benevolent man.

He never mentioned those who did not want to follow, as if he had generously spared people.

The refugees in Qianji City were no longer confused, leaned down, and recited the treasure letter firmly again.

As the human voice coincided with the prayer in the divinity, some people actually began to float in the air, flying into the sky.

In this way, it is more and more convincing.

But Qinghua, is it really as magnanimous as he said?

The immortals under his command had hideous faces, descending from the sky, and those people could not see them.

A corner of Qianji City, the ghosts are monstrous, and those people can't see it.

Perhaps these mortals will be led to heaven and live the life they want to live.

The Mo family and the subordinates of the Kedi Mansion will also be crushed by this god in places they can't notice.

People only want to see what they want to see.

Kong Han'an gritted his teeth, beat his spirit, and pulled out the Heavenly Punishment Sword.

But before he could do anything, those who had prayed to heaven fell back to the earth.

Dongji's voice gritted its teeth.

"Hole! Cold! Quiet!! ”