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Eight: The Secret Art of the Organ

He left the prefecture city with a wooden box in his arms. Li Buzhuo did not return to the county school. He found an inn with few people in Shangcheng and paid a day's room.

When I entered the door, I opened the wooden box. The bronze crow was hard and there was no reaction at all.

"Although you still pretend to be dead?" Li Buzhuo closed the lid and "Close the doors and windows."

"Oh." Sanjin quickly bolted the window and dragged the table and chairs to block the door of the house. His little face turned red with excitement.

The bronze crow knew that it could not be hidden, so she flew in the wooden box.

The wooden box was thumping and moving, and Li Buzhuo let it make a fuss.

After a while, a weak voice came from the wooden box.

"How do you let me out?"

The sound was like a metal scratch, which was very harsh and harsh, but you can tell from the tone that the bronze crow was no less mental than others.

Li Buzhuo looked around, picked up a copper basin, and slowly pushed open the lid of the box.

call out!

The bronze crow turned into a afterimage and crashed into the window frame.

clang!

Li Buzhuo put away the copper basin with a raised bulge at the bottom, and picked up the copper crow that fell to the ground.

"Will it be broken?" Sanjin asked worriedly.

"I'll be gentle next time." Li Buzhuo couldn't figure it out either.

When Tongzhi heard that there was another time, he shook his dizzy head and was furious: "Dare you dare to hit me? OK, okay, wait for me... wait for me..."

"Hmm?" Li Buzhuo waited for it to continue.

But the bronze crow stopped talking and was silent for a long time before saying, "As long as you let me go, you spent two gold baht, and I will give you two gold baht."

"no."

"Don't be greedy!" The bronze crow jumped and furious, suddenly exclaiming regret in his heart.

Just now, it could easily take out two gold croakers, but it would be strange if Li didn't want to let it go.

He glanced at the raven's head marks on the edge of the basin's bottom, and the bronze crow was dizzy.

He looked at Li Buzhuo, and hissed, with his wings protecting the bird's head, and shrank back two steps: "You haven't refined your energy yet, so how could you get such great strength!"

"You know that I haven't refined my energy?"

Li Buzhuo looked at the bronze crow, took it into his hand, fiddling with its feathers - it was a living creature, but it was bronze in its entire body, and it was too spiritual to say it was a puppet.

The bronze crow was so embarrassed that he was angry: "You dare to treat me like this! I, I, I..."

The bronze crow had been hiding his origin from the very beginning, and Li Buzhuo asked deliberately: "What are you?"

The bronze crow suddenly broke free from Li Buzhuo's hand and jumped onto the table. His little eyes rolled around for a few times. He suddenly raised his head and said, "I am a descendant of Bai Ze, which is a three-way connection between the crow, which is connected to the sky and the geography, and the hearts of the people. Those who don't know are not guilty. I will not care about the rudeness just now, but if you offend it again, I will not find a place to stand in Youzhou. If you let me go, the promises of the two golden oxen will still be counted."

"How could you fall into my hands when you understand people's hearts?"

Li Buzhuo smiled, too lazy to expose its lies, and took the Crow Three to stuff it into the wooden box. This guy was full of nonsense, so he locked it up for a few days and then said that he was honest.

Ya Santong was unable to resist, and suddenly saw the Yong'an County School license plate on Li Buzhuo's waist and shouted: "You are studying in Yong'an County? Have you never seen someone like you before."

Li Buzhuo stopped and looked at the Crow Santong suspiciously.

Jaw Santong seemed to be thinking about something, mung bean's eyes flashed with various emotions, regret, unwillingness, discouragement, hope...

Suddenly it struggled suddenly, flew around Sanjin twice, stopped on her shoulder, nodded and said, "It's rare, little girl, how did you see before that I'm different from those puppet dead objects?"

"Different means different. You are made of copper, so conspicuous. I took a few more glances and couldn't explain any reason..."

It was a little uncomfortable to fall on the shoulders of three kilograms.

"No reason, no reason, no reason is good, no reason means talent. Do you want to learn the art of the mechanism?"

Sanjin was stunned and looked at Li Buzhuo. Li Buzhuo looked at Ya Santong without hesitation and said to Sanjin: "Get your own idea."

Sanjin nodded tentatively: "I want to."

Half an hour later, Li Buzhuo took Sanjin out of the inn.

Two gold bahts bought the bronze crow, thinking that he had bought a clean and intact mechanical beast. Unexpectedly, the crow Santong claimed that it was not a puppet and knew Yanshi mechanical skills.

When Li Buzhuo mentioned the spider building he had seen in Li's mansion, Jaw Santong sneered.

The craftsman is divided into craftsmen, skilled craftsmen, master craftsmen, master craftsmen, god craftsmen, and magic craftsmen. The craftsman is divided into two schools:

Master Mo was committed to allowing the organs to do things that manpower could not reach, and most of them were large organs. For example, the "dirty" organs and dragons that were used to drive down cities were created by Master Mo.

Yanshi specializes in ingenuity and believes that mechanisms are human assistance. Most of them are small mechanisms. The top Yanshi mechanisms can make old women without the power to kill people.

Gongshu is a great clan in Yanshi. Gongshu eight-armed man built a spider building based on the Mo Shi's concept, just because in the eyes of ordinary people, the Mohist institutions are more grand and respectful and easy to do favors.

The Crow Three-Tong Li Buzhuo peeked at it and taught the three jin Yanshi mechanism technique, and proposed to bring three jin to live alone, but Li Buzhuo refused, so he had to settle for the second best. He only said that when it taught three jin, Li Buzhuo would not disturb him.

Ya Santong paid out of his own pocket, and took out a few silver crusts from somewhere, and asked Sanjin to buy two large pieces of oily and bright teak and shovels, chisels, planers, rulers, gauges, drills, axes, saws, hammers and other tools.

I bought another two cents of extremely expensive cables. When I returned to the school, I took up the quiet room and closed the door, and I was not sure what to do with three kilograms.

Li Buzhuo put away his peeking thoughts, took the silk and ink bought from the local market, and found a book collection teaching.

The book collection teacher did not accept gifts, but his face faded: "Hurry up and take it away! I have been in the county school for six years and have never received a bribe. Do you want to ruin my reputation?"

Li Buzhuo frowned. The teacher not only did not lower his voice, but also deliberately wanted others to hear it. He thought to himself: "I have never known him. Is it because he made things difficult for me like this? "

Li Buzhuo snorted heavily: "What a clear name. You take advantage of others to suppress me, and you dare to say clear name!"

At the end of his speech, Li Buzhuo's tone became heavier and he stood up, staring at the book collection teacher, his fists clattering.

The book collection teacher was shocked by his sudden attack and felt nervous.

"What are you talking nonsense? This is a Yong'an County School. Do you still want to do it?"

When he spoke, his eyes involuntarily dodged to the right. Li Buzhuo knew that he had guessed correctly at a glance. He took a step forward suddenly, and his voice and expression were harsh: "I am a student in Yong'an County. If you don't let me pick up books, it is to interfere with the imperial examination and not allow hundreds of schools to accept talents! According to the law, you must be eliminated and exiled to eight thousand miles! Let's go with me to Lingguanya!"

Li Buzhuo grabbed the arm of the book collector and walked out. When the book collector heard that Li Buzhuo was about to go to the Lingguan Office, he was like falling into an ice cave, and he quickly wanted to break free.

This book collection teacher can barely be considered a Qi refiner. After four years of taking the exam, he failed the boy exam. His family was unable to support him in school, so he started a job in custodying classics in the county. Over the years, he has developed a sense of Qi and his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people. However, his arm was grabbed by Li Buzhuo, as if he was tied tightly by an iron hoop. His footsteps were staggering, and he lost his voice in a hurry: "Slow, slow down, let me look again. There seems to be a set of small paths hidden in the library."

Li Buzhuo glanced at him and pushed him away.

The book collection teacher fell to the ground.

Li Buzhuo said: "How much benefit has the Li family given you? How dare you do such a stupid thing?"

"You, do you know?" The book collector opened his eyes wide and sweated coldly.

"It's them." Li Buzhuo sneered.

"Are you cheating me?" The book collector opened his mouth, swallowed, and got up with his hands and feet, lowered his head with guilt, "I had no choice..."

Li Buzhuo strode to the table and sat down.

"In addition to you, did the Li family bribe anyone else?"

"I really don't know this!"

The book collector shook his head vigorously, and Li Buzhuo stared at his eyes for a while before he looked away.
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