Chapter 779

"No, 20% is too much. I can't afford so much money." Mo Leilei whispered that the value of those things could not be estimated at all. According to the jade material alone, it was nearly 2 billion, 20% of which was 400 million. Ling Qingyu gave her 400 million directly, which she couldn't stand.

"Well, it can't be counted like this. I want to use those things, ah, those Imperial Green and so on. I sell them in the store, that is, the two stones opened, and the one whose name is Bao. Therefore, it's not as much as you think, and what I want is your technology to become a shareholder." Lingqingyu said. Those imperial green things, she must keep them by herself, and she will also keep other things she likes, so what she gives to the store is just the rest she chooses.

Stunned for a moment, Murray understood Ling Qingyu's meaning. In this way, it is equivalent to saying that you can have the treasure of Zhendian, and then focus on the medium and high-end emerald market, and have your own brand, so you need not only good materials, but also new ideas, and the things that come out should be beautiful and meet the market demand.

It is indeed a great challenge.

"Miss Mo doesn't need to reply immediately. We'll stay here for a few days. Just give us an answer after Miss Mo thinks about it." Ying shisan brought the dishes, filled Ling Qingyu with a bowl of soup, and laughed.

When several people spoke, old Mo kept looking at them, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

As soon as the generator was turned off, the cottage in the mountain had no electricity and no light, but lit candles.

The night was like water, the wind was a little cool, and the mountains were silent, but it didn't take long to be interrupted by laughter.

After eating, ye Pu and others went to Houshan to lead the hot spring water and Shanxi together, and built a small hot spring pool. When the howling of Houshan Yelu sounded, Yan San took Ling Qingyu and them back to the mountain.

Go to the hot spring.

The mountains are quiet, with wooden houses and wooden beds. The room with only candles is dark. Leaning against Yan sanhuai, looking at the moonlight from the skylight, Ling Qingyu is in a trance.

The room was not enough, and ye lvying thirteen slept on the stones or trees outside. The protective ring formed by several people was just surrounding her position in the middle, just as they drove the carriage to sleep outside at night at that time.

As the morning light just showed, old man Mo habitually got up early. When he pushed the door, he was stunned by the wind outside. He withdrew his feet and looked out from the crack of the door.

In front of his house was a large flat. At this time, the sundries placed on the flat were removed, and two people were holding branches in the field.

One is as light as a floating fairy, and the other is as fast as you Hong when it is dancing with the momentum of thunder, but the branches collide with each other, which seems to bring sparks.

killer! Real Wulin master!

Mo old man only felt his heart beating. There were oneortwo moves that the tall man danced, which he was very familiar with. Those were the only two moves left in the knife manual left by his ancestors, while the others had long been lost and disappeared in the long river of history.

Only relying on those two pages, I can't know the whole picture of that set of knife technique at all. I only know that it is the most powerful knife of Mohism. Once the ink knife is released, it will sweep the world. It is an invincible knife technique.

It's just a branch, and those two people obviously don't use their internal power. It's purely a move gesture, which has brought out such momentum

That is definitely Mohist knife technique!

In the field, the two men stopped and looked at the door that had been pushed open. Old Mo froze for a moment, pushed the door open, and looked at Ye soul with a smile.

Ye Xi and ye soul shadow nine practice more than two hours every day. It's good to travel outside. No one will pay attention to them in the mountains, forests and fields. After coming back from outside today, the two rise. Remembering that women won't get up so early, they feed in the field. They just take branches, and their internal power is useless.

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I didn't expect old Mo to get up so early

Also, he lives an environmentally friendly life in ancient times. He goes to bed early and naturally gets up early.

"Young man, are you a descendant of Mohism?" With excitement, old Mo almost tripped when he crossed the threshold. It was night spirit who grabbed him and held him steady. He grabbed his arm and asked.

Mo...... night soul looked back at eye shadow nine. Mo Leilei's surname was mo, and this master's surname was mo. is there any Mohist here?

"What is the relationship between master and Mohism?" Ying Jiu stepped forward and asked, it was he who got the Mohist classics with Yan Qi and Ling Qingyu. Naturally, he knew the origin of those classics.

"Hey, I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a descendant of Mohism." Master Mo sighed, stared at Ye soul and said, "you use Mohist knife technique, right? Which one are you? Do we still have Mohist inheritance?"

"Sorry, master Mo, I'm not a Mohist. I just learned the secret script of Mohist knife technique, which was obtained from a cave." Night spirit helped old Mo to sit aside and whispered.

"The cave was left by the descendants of the Mohist School thousands of years ago. They also left a Book saying that the outside world was in chaos. They followed the Mohist family motto and went out to save people. Then, they never came back." Shadow nine stepped forward.

"So, is that cave still there?" Old Mo asked, "is there nothing else? Is there only a knife?"

The cave is still there naturally, and there are many gold jewelry in it, but I don't know here. The classic art of war taken out by the cave was given to Yang Zhaohe Li, and the mechanism rule was given to Huang Jing and Zhou Tan, but they were all there, and they didn't bring it

Night soul and shadow nine looked at each other and didn't know how to answer.

"The cave has long been destroyed. I only had to take a secret script at that time. It was too late to escape. I didn't take anything else." Yan Qi and Ying thirteen came out of the forest and said.

"Alas, what a pity!" Mo old man patted his legs and lamented, "my Mohist heritage is so valuable, why do you only take this Sabre technique?"

"Because it was easy, I just kept it on the side table when I was running for my life, so I only took that one." Yan Qi smiled faintly.

Holding his heart and sighing for a long time, he tossed Yan Qi for half an hour. Old Mo said to Ye soul, "anyway, since you have learned my Mohist knife technique, you should know the principle of my Mohist practice."

"Master, please." Yelu respectfully sat down beside him and said.

"First, do things with a clear conscience. You can't do things that are sorry for your conscience. Second, be kind to others and don't be greedy. You have such a powerful force that you want to help others, not harm others. Third, the road is in heaven. Everything we do is watched by heaven. There are causes and consequences. No matter what you do is good or bad, there will be retribution."

Er, after all, it doesn't mean the same thing

Night soul smiled faintly and said, "soul has always been worthy of doing things. As long as I don't do things to my master, I won't do things to others. When I can help people, I will help them naturally. Retribution..." as long as she's okay, he doesn't care about it himself.

"You take her as your master?" Old Mo was stunned for a long time and asked.

Night spirit smiled, Yan Qi said next to him, "in our family, the woman is the boss, and we all take our wife as our master."

Uh! What does that mean? Don't bully the old man! Old Mo began to be messy again.