Chapter 619

The door of the small workshop is closed.

Merton came forward and said in a loud voice, "Merton of the Mohist school wants to see you. Please inform me!"

However, strangely, Merton shouted three times, but no one answered, and the door was still closed.

"No one?"

Xu Jie frowned. Now all workshops are in full swing. The door is open and trucks are coming in an endless stream. But there is no movement in the workshop in front of him. It's incredible.

Fuber frowned and said, "it's impossible. According to our news, it should be here."

"Knock!" Merton waved.

Tie an, who had been following the guard behind him, immediately came forward. When he came to the door, tie an didn't exert any force. Just when he met the door, the closed door opened a small crack.

With a strong wrist, tie an opened the two doors, but there was no one behind the door. It was very quiet.

"Young master, beware of fraud!" iron Ann frowned and hurriedly blocked Merton's guard

Merton smiled and said, "the middle door is wide open. It's obviously the host's intention to invite us. If we don't enter through the door, it's impolite."

Now that they have found the door, they will not shrink back easily. They can only explore the truth. Forbes made a wink and the iron case will immediately enter the workshop first to explore the danger in advance.

However, Fubo was worried too much, but there was no threat in the workshop. The outside was as messy as an ordinary workshop, but the inside was very orderly and clean.

"Look, young master." Xu Jie frowned and pointed to the sundries in the courtyard.

Merton looked intently, but saw the seemingly abandoned sundries. In fact, the products of Mojia village were disassembled into parts. Many of them are the latest products of Mojia village, but it is no pity that they were disassembled into parts.

The whole workshop not only frantically demolished Mohist products, but also restored ink technology, from live fish secret technology, Qu Yuan plow to four-wheel carriage, pulley, kilo boom, and even a small boiler. It's like a small ink exhibition.

The faces of the Mohists are gloomy. It seems that they have not found the wrong person. I'm afraid the source of the loss of Mohist secret skills is here.

"It seems that this person is very interested in the secret skills of Mohist school!" Merton laughed and didn't care. There are countless studies on dismembering Mohist products, especially the one in front of him.

"But with so much waste, a small workshop can't afford the loss. It seems that there are many people to help." Xu Jie said coldly. Ordinary workshops can only crack one product related to themselves, while the workshop in front of us is an all-round way to crack the secret skills of Mohism. The cost of this is not one or two points. You should know that although many Mohist products are very close to the people and are not expensive, there are also many products specially produced for industry, which are expensive, but they have been directly dismantled and studied here.

"Young master, look here?" iron an suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

Tie'an saw an empty spectacle shelf in his left hand, and a green quartz rock on his right hand. At his feet, rocks of various colors were everywhere.

"This man is so ambitious that he wants to crack the secret skills of Mohist glass. Do you really think my Mohist glasses are made of stone?" iron anling snorted.

Merton was awe inspiring. Tie an didn't know the process, but he didn't know that the glasses glass was really made of stone, but it was not a single stone, and the other party could push back to the core material of the glass. This alone is extremely amazing.

"Is it a public loser?" Xu Jie frowned.

As far as he knows, only public losers can achieve such a process.

Merton shook his head and said, "the public losers have settled in the south of Chang'an City, and if they want to go their own way, they may study the secret skills of Mohism, but they will never spread around."

"Who is it? Maliciously spreading the secret skills of Mojia village and hiding so deeply." Xu Jie hated Sheng.

Merton suddenly stared and said, "no, maybe the other party didn't interrupt and hide at all?"

"Young master, is it possible that we have a clue?" Fubo and other people hurriedly asked.

Merton nodded, stared at a doorpost in front of him, walked forward quickly, wiped it a little, and there was a mysterious sign.

"Is this?" Xu Jie frowned.

Merton sighed, "the owner of this workshop is not others, but our Mohist people?"

"People of Mohism?" Xu Jie exclaimed.

"Young master, this is impossible? Mojia village will never betray the young master?" Fu Bo said urgently, and tie an nodded repeatedly.

Merton shook his head and said, "of course not the children of Mohist village, but Mohist village is not the only one."

"Is it Yang Siqi? It's impossible? He has left Chang'an City and can't come back." Fubo frowned, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, looked at Merton in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "is it..."

Merton took a deep breath, solemnly nodded and said, "yes, the last pulse of the three veins of Mohism, the husband's pulse, finally appeared."

"Xiangfu's pulse!" they exclaimed one after another.

Merton solemnly nodded. This sign is very profound in Merton's memory. At the beginning, it was the sign that merlie taught him the three veins of Mohism again and again, so that he should not forget the glory of Mohism and have the opportunity to try to find the whereabouts of the other two veins of Mohism.

Now Yang Siqi of the dengling family has appeared, and the Xiangfu family can no longer sit still and finally no longer retire.

"Is it for the position of a giant again?" fuber said with an embarrassed face.

These people hide in the dark and make Mohism decline day by day. Only they, Xiangli, have been running for the revival of Mohism, and even paid a huge price.

But I didn't expect that the Mohist school has just improved a little, and three veins of the Mohist school appear one after another. Xiangfu's vein spreads the secret skills of the Mohist school without psychological burden. Maybe I think this ink skill is a thing of the Mohist school!

"Those who can hurt themselves are not only the enemy, but also their own relatives!" Merton said with emotion. Since the decline of Mohism, the other two veins not only don't think about how to revive Mohism, but have been entangled in the meaningless position of giants.

"It is said that the Xiangfu family lived in seclusion in Qi, that is, the land of Shandong. Why did they suddenly appear in Chang'an city." Fubo frowned.

"The land of Shandong is the base of Confucianism. Xiangfu's pulse can hide from others. I'm afraid it can't hide from Confucianism. I'm afraid it will also have the shadow of Confucianism." Merton frowned.

"Could it be that Xiangfu betrayed Mohism?" Fubo said with an embarrassed face.

Merton shook his head and said, "is it a betrayal of Mohism, but it must be a bad comer."

Merton led the crowd out of the gate of the workshop. At the moment, many craftsmen who heard the news were surrounded at the door. Seeing the iconic short hair of mojiazi appeared at the door, he was surprised. Today's Mojia village can be said to be the holy land of craftsmen, and mojiazi is the soul leader of Mojia village.

Merton looked back at the workshop and suddenly said in a high voice, "your workmanship is good. Unfortunately, times have changed and it's out of date."

"Out of date!"

Merton said that the craftsmen around him were at a loss. They didn't understand that the Mexican family would come to an ordinary workshop in the industrial park to evaluate their skills.

However, in the crowd, a thin old man suddenly changed his face, gloomy as water.