: 1263 The Legacy of the Prophet (1)

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When I woke up, it was midday, the sun was shining outside the window, and the room was quiet. There were only fat people left in the big bed,
Or really affected by the influence of the doctrine of the doctrine of the sky yesterday, the fat man feels that this is the most relaxing morning in the recent period. There is no trouble such as war, conspiracy, blood, conflict, and popular hearts. Only this pure is like countless. The light like the sun, and the window is as clear as a bird and with a bit of fresh laughter of Muyako maid,
"Has your majesty got up?" Muyakodir came with a thick voice, the door opened a line, and there was a moving voice as the sun wafted in. "No, I'm still awake "" The fat man recognized that it was the voice of Muhyko's noble girl Ai Xi,
In the past two days, this stubborn woman has been taking her own bet as the reason for losing her life, and the fat man groaned, "Little Nizi is not coming yet!"
Ash shouted happily, "Oh! It turned out to be a slumber. The pretty figure covered the door, fluttered into bed, ignored everything and got into the arms of the fat man, said softly, "You know? The patriarch has just read the oracle of the prophet. The curse of our family for hundreds of years has finally been lifted. We don’t have to stick here anymore. Now everyone is grateful from your heart."
"The oracle of the Prophet... You really believe this kind of thing!" The fat man gently brushed Aish's hair like a waterfall with his hands, and said a little bit angry and funny. "This is your leader Muyako. The gimmick made by Deere, the altar of Red Earth City collapsed. If no reasonable explanation could be found, the life of Patriarch Muyakodir would be sad. It was precisely through the same cause of death and coexistence that he I made a request here for a new settlement site. I have agreed to use the previously sparsely populated Port of Molo as a new relocation site for the Muyako people,
"Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" The fat man held Aish's white, sharp and pleasant chin with his fingers, watching the flaming, beautiful eyes that could burn all men's desire to conquer
After experiencing the first line of life and death, the fat man is unwilling to continue to refuse this wild and frank woman. The beauty is like a fragrance, and he is not a saint. Why is it so embarrassing, and this woman is stiff and tough, who knows if you continue to refuse, will it cause any unnecessary consequences, time is like a shadow, human life is so fragile and bright and beautiful,
The future can never be foreseen. Appropriate enjoyment now, there is nothing wrong
"What you said is true?" A stunned face flashed on Ash's fair and wild face, her shoulders trembling slightly, her ruddy lips slightly flared, a row of white tusks exposed, and her hands were on her chest with shortness of breath. Obviously the heart is violently fluctuating
"How? But the homeland is inseparable?"
The fat man thought she was sad to say that the oracle was a fake thing, and the ridicule at the corner of her mouth froze a little bit, "If you want to go somewhere else, I can also arrange, Salander North. Vickia, Nord. Rui Erdian, even the northern grasslands, as long as you put it forward, I can arrange it. Anyway, the Red Clay City may have a new collapse at any time. This situation is also due to me. I will naturally take this responsibility. !" The fat man said with relief. "And I have such strength."
"Of course not good!"
Seeing the fat man looking serious, the face was just as cold as the Muyako girl, and suddenly he chuckled, almost out of breath, with a charming smile, "How could that be Moro! The largest in southern Sarand? Fishing grounds, where there is no need to worry about food, for our Muyakos who have been trapped in the wilderness for hundreds of years, is there a better paradise than Moro! Can we go out of this red clay area and go outside in our lifetime Take a look at the real ocean. It used to be the life-long wish of countless Muyako people. If it were not for me now, I would definitely tell everyone I met!" Ai Xian raised her pretty face, her eyes flashing beautifully. luster
"Okay, you dare to lie to me!" The fat man felt that the beauty in her arms had completely let go, and she couldn't help laughing. "So it turns out that our Muyako's first beautiful woman, Ai Xi, has the habit of sleeping during the day."
Ai Xiqiao blushed and suddenly whispered "I hate you!"
The fat man shuddered unexpectedly. "Hate me?"
Aihe flopped a fat fist on the chest of a fat man and yelled, "Hate you! Hate you! Hate you!" The fat man was in a daze for a while, and could not help but shout, "Be careful, I haven't put on armor yet ."
Ashy grinned and said, "Put on your armor and the ghost will hit you."
The fat man stroked her soft and dazzling hair, and asked curiously, "Tell me, what do you hate me?"
Ai Xi's beautiful dual frequency burst into a blush, and said: "Hate you make people in the eyes of the public, have to be forced to lie, and more than once!"
"Why?" The fat man raised his heart, holding up the pretty face of the beautiful woman who was about to be buried in his chest, and said seriously, "Tell me, who forced you to lie? Say it, if it is rude provocation and Slander, I will make him regret why he was born"
As soon as this remark came out, Eich's face was even more red as blood dripping. He buried his face in the fat man's chest. After struggling for a while, he suddenly lifted up a pair of clear star-like eyes and stared at the fat man hotly. After that night’s contest, the entire Muyak family knew that I was yours, but whenever someone asked about you, I had to panic. The lies that these two days told, 16 years before Biaixi Say twice as much"
A trace of consternation flashed on the fat man's face, "Why?"
Ai Xi's eyes flicked at him charmingly, and then he said arrogantly, "Don't I tell them that you never kissed me or hugged me that night, or even made people blow the cold wind in the middle of the night?" If this spreads, I am Muyako's first beauty and have a face."
The fat man looked embarrassed and smiled dumbly.
"Bah!" The door opened again. The old Muyakodir probed in half of his head, completely ignoring the splendid scene in the room, and said excitedly, "Those things are lifted out, can you not look at your majesty?"
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"Your Majesty!" Reposti, who was in charge at the scene, quickly saluted the fat man who came,
"How's the situation?" The fat man glanced over, revealing a stunned expression. Muyakodir's mouth was placed side by side on the Guangping not far from the collapse of the altar. Thousands of Muyako men were struggling Use a thick wooden frame to catch pieces of black heavy objects from the gap,
Neat shouts came and went, and next to the weights that had been raised, the Muyako women with their heads wrapped around their heads, carefully selected the simple wooden brushes to clean up the centuries of dirt on the surface of the black weights.
On the east side of Guangping, more Muyakos were surrounding the giant steam engine that was first used to lift the gate of the holy temple, pointing, and continuously exclaiming sounds of exclamation,
The whole scene can be said to be full of heat. From time to time, people from the crowd can hear "My God, this is the holy thing my family has guarded for hundreds of years! It is terrible, what monsters are these! What a marvel! And shock. And what attracts the fattest eyes is not the steam engine that was expected,
It's just a metal platform with a width and width that is just raised by hundreds of people. The length is about 4 or 5 meters. It looks like a metal platform with a high roof. The fat man's eyes light up. This is unique and strange. His shape reminds him of something,
"Quick, clean that up!" The fat man walked impatiently towards the metal platform that had just been laid down. Soon, with the efforts of a group of Muyako women, after hundreds of years of depositing waste dust, as the wood Brush and fall to the ground, after cleaning, reveal the shiny body inside,
"It's incredible! Is this really iron?" Muyakodir's eyes sparkled, his fingers carefully touched the edge of the metal table, and the cold texture of the metal came from the fingertips, proving Muyakodi How ridiculous is Guerr's guess,
"I've never seen such an iron!" The next Reposti took a deep breath~EbookFREE.me~ made an incredible sound,
Even if he doesn’t understand what this is, he also sees the extraordinary of this thing. The eccentric metal table looks like ordinary iron in texture, but after hundreds of years, the smooth surface still hasn’t. The slightest trace of rust completely composes the identity of the so-called "relic
"It is indeed a surprise, this is stainless steel! A metal that will never rust!"
The fat man licked his mouth and said with pride, "This is a machine that completely surpasses the existing era. This stainless steel platform, which seems to be spliced ​​together with parts, is lined with large and small parts. All are proving this The true identity of the metal table,
A primitive but very practical textile machine, the fat man already only knows how to smirk, it is really profitable, a giant steam engine that is intact and functioning normally, and a epoch-making textile machine,
The excavation of these things made the fat people feel that the breath of industrial civilization is not far from themselves.
Prophet Ferran really deserves to be a mechanical genius. Although these machines are still very simple in technology, they are enough to make fat people feel the powerful productivity of industrial civilization like an assembly line. The power of the initial industrial revolution was the textile machine, which was simple and efficient. Production of cloth,
Seemingly simple and useless, it has led the pulse of civilization throughout the era, making industrial civilization truly a force that changes the world. With a steam engine and a textile machine, fat people can imagine that as such technology is cracked, the productivity of the empire will be To a higher level,