Chapter 1216 Mu Feng Deceives Ben Bo Ba

After listening to a lesson, Mu Feng led Benbo Ba and Dahuyou out of the classroom and came outside.

Mu Fengxiao asked: "How is it?"

He knew that Ben Bo Ba must understand.

Of course Benboba understands what he means.

Record it in writing, and the entire tribe will remember it. What is written down is the same, and what is recorded in the heart is even more the same.

Ben Boba looked solemn and asked: "With your method, can everyone remember a person?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Ben Bo Ba shook his head: "Your name needs to be connected with three words. If they are separated, no one will remember you!"

Mufeng laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "But what if I specifically wrote these three words in the book, just like my Da Jiang's "Da Jiang Rules", where my name is written on the first page of the Da Jiang Rules .

In the future, regardless of ten generations, a hundred generations, or thousands of generations, as long as someone can still see "Da Jiang Lu", even if I am gone and Da Jiang is gone, Da Jiang Lu will still be there, and people will remember me! "

"Thousands of generations!" Ben Boba shouted with a moved expression, "How can you guarantee that they can remember it for so long!"

His voice was visibly trembling.

Obviously, no matter what tribe is powerful or unrivaled, it is not as attractive as him being remembered for thousands of generations!

Mufeng narrowed his eyes and suppressed the joy in his heart.

He knew that he had guessed correctly.

This running tyrant is indeed a "madman"!

What he pursues is not the actual strength of the tribe, nor the gratitude of his tribe, but to be remembered.

As for whether he will be famous or infamous for eternity, he doesn't seem to care very much - such a lunatic doesn't care in the first place!

It would not be surprising to anyone in history that such a person pursues such a thing, but in this era, it is definitely an advanced consciousness!

It can be said that Benboba is a person who is born to want people to hang him on the wall!

What he pursues is to be famous in history!

Now that you've determined what he wants, it's up to you to deceive him, no, to convince him.

For a moment, Mu Feng looked solemn, cleared his throat and said: "To be remembered for eternity, no other tribe would be able to achieve your idea.

And the only one who can realize your idea is me, Da Jiang! "

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and waved it vigorously in the air to add momentum and persuasiveness to his words.

Sure enough, Ben Bo Ba's expression also became serious, and then he looked questioning.

Mufeng caught a glimpse of it and turned a blind eye, with a solemn expression: "You saw it just now. Something that all young children in Dajian can learn and remember is writing. Once the writing is learned, it can be passed down from generation to generation.

These words can be recorded in the book in my hand, engraved on the wall, or cast into gold.

Books can be passed down from generation to generation, walls can be seen by generations of people, gold objects, you know, are immortal!

As long as the gold vessel is there, the words on it will be there! "

With that said, Mu Feng handed Ben Bo Ba a copy of the Big Jiang Rules. The first page he opened was the three words "Jiang Mu Feng" under the Big Jiang Rules - just like the three words Ben Bo Ba saw in the classroom just now. word.

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He also took out the golden knife he carried with him. There were two words "big ginger" on the handle.

Mufeng smiled and explained: "Look, the word 'Big Jiang' is engraved on the blade, which means that this is my Dajiang's gold weapon.

Just imagine, if this golden knife is engraved with the words "Ben Bo Ba", wouldn't it let everyone who sees it know that this is your private property, and others will hold it in their hands? I also want to think of you, Ben Bo Ba, in my heart?

Even if he doesn't speak and clutches the golden knife, how can he avoid you and run around?

Just like traveling from Lixi to the vast desert of the Hanhai Sea, you cannot avoid Mount Zhange.

People from all directions want to go south, but they can't avoid the Mobei grassland! "

Ben Boba's eyes lit up.

Mufeng continued: "In Dajiang, I can not only make everyone remember a person's name, but also let them remember what you did, just like they saw it with their own eyes!

Just imagine, you stand in the water and sigh, "Time flies so fast." I will also record it in the book for you. Will future generations also sigh like this when they are near the water, or even Someone would like to add a special sentence, 'It turns out that Ben Bo Ba also said such a sentence'! "

Ben Boba's eyes widened, as if a window had been opened, a door to a new world!

He shouted loudly: "Even if I really did such a thing, how can you be sure that they will be able to see it?"

Mufeng smiled slightly and raised the book in his hand: "I will record what you did in the book and open a class specifically at Dajiang School, just like Dajiang's current writing, arithmetic and arithmetic classes, called history!

All members of my Dajian clan must learn history when they go to school since childhood. There was a man in history called Benbo Ba. All the clan members know what great things he did.

Just imagine, what you do will be known to the Dajiang people in Longcheng, the people in Longlong City to the south, and the people in Jade Bird City, Kuiwei City, Goshawk City, and even farther away in Mobei Grassland and Changsheng Grassland!

Not only can I let them know it, but I can also let them remember it through the test.

You will even be rewarded for those who imitate you and do great things for the tribe, so that they can take the initiative to do what you have done and say what you have said! "

Ben Bo Ba breathed rapidly and stared at Mu Feng, as if trying to verify how much of what Mu Feng said was true and how false.

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Mufeng smiled slightly and continued: "All you can think of is for people to remember your name.

In my opinion, it is far from enough!

I want future generations to remember not only my name, Jiang Mufeng, but also what I have done!

I also want future generations, whether they are members of my Dajiang tribe or people from other tribes, to know who I am as long as they mention me, Jiang Mufeng!

Even when he mentioned me, Jiang Mucheng, he thought of ‘Big Jiang’, and he had to be in awe.

When they walked to Longcheng, walked through Baishuyuan, crossed Wanzhangyuan, arrived at Mobei Grassland, and even climbed up to Zhang'e Mountain further west, they would think that these places are all places where I, Jiang Mufeng, have been!

All future generations will be proud to imitate me, Jiang Mufeng!

Think about it, at this point, will anyone forget you? "

Running Ba was breathing rapidly and clenched his fists.

Obviously, what Mu Feng said is entirely possible!

Because of Da Jiang’s writing and unique school, this is completely possible.

His voice was deep: "You mean, as long as I am in Dajiang and do big things with you, I will be recorded in it and become what you said - history?"

"That's right!" Mu Feng said, "Right now, I, Dajiang, have more than 100,000 people and more than a dozen cities, all of whom need to learn, and these people must remember the people who have made great contributions to Dajiang.

The next generation, the next generation after that, and the generations after that will remember what our generation did! "

His voice was as earnest as the sound of nature, echoing in Benbo Ba’s ears: “Think about it, there are so many people in Dajiang now, what will happen in the future?

What would it be like if Da Jiang could pacify the five tribes and eight tribes, and make the tribesmen of Changsheng Prairie also become Da Jiang’s tribe? They must also learn D Jiang’s writing, learn D Jiang’s history, and remember your past deeds of Ben Bo Ba. ? "

Runbo Ba was so excited that he was trembling with excitement, and his whole face was filled with morbid excitement.

Yes, it’s morbid excitement!

He was trembling all over, and jumped up to Mu Feng. He was so excited that his voice trembled: "You mean, you can make people live in the grassland forever, so that people from all over the world have to remember what I, Ben Bo Ba, have done? "

Mu Feng nodded: "Not bad!"

After a pause, he continued: "In addition to the grasslands in all directions, there is also the Black Bear Tribe to the north and the Golden Crow Tribe to the east. They will all become my territory, Da Jiang.

Ben Bo Ba, think about it again, one day, wherever the sun reaches, wherever the moon reaches, the mountains, grasslands, dense forests, rivers, and seas will be my Dajian territory.

How about that everywhere there are people, they will remember you and talk about what you have done? "

"Okay, okay, okay!" Benbo Ba was trembling violently with excitement, his whole body shaking like chaff.

From the side, it looks like an epileptic patient is having an attack.

Dahuyou was originally listening to Mu Feng's words with rapt attention, but now he exclaimed: "Brother, brother, what's wrong with him? Isn't he sick?"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, he is very good!"

Sure enough, after Benboba trembled violently for a while, he finally stabilized his mind.

He tried his best to control his emotions and stared at Mu Feng: "Can you really do it?"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "With my current strength, Da Jiang, even if we really fight against Wu Fang Ba Bu, we may not lose.

As for my Da Jiang’s cavalry and weapons, you should know their power!

I think you should know very well that even without you, I can still kill the remaining members of your Shaoli tribe.

It's just that my Da Jiang warrior wields his sword a few more times! "

Ben Bo Ba was silent.

Obviously, although what Mu Feng said was an exaggeration, he did not consider the possible losses that Da Jiang would suffer.

But he knew that if Mu Feng wanted to do it, some people in the Shaoli Department would definitely be killed.

People from all directions and eight tribes will also die.

It’s nothing more than the difference between Da Jiang’s more people dying and less people dying!

Ben Bo Ba's expression changed, and there was a war between heaven and man in his heart.

Obviously, he is struggling and making a decision!

Old God Mu Feng was there, just waiting for him to speak.

Finally, Ben Bo Ba finally breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Mu Feng and said: "Can you guarantee that you will be included in Da Jiang's history book?"

Write down my name and what I have done? "

Mu Feng smiled and said: "What's so difficult about this? It's just a matter of writing a few more words.

But you have to know that history records what happened. If you do it, I will let the tribe remember it. If you don’t do it, you won’t remember it! "

After a pause, Mu Feng stood still again, raised his head 45 degrees to look at the sky, his voice was lonely but full of temptation: "Oh, you know, history where only one person is remembered is lonely!"

He actually wanted to say "is invincible".

But invincibility is loneliness, loneliness is invincibility, but the artistic conception is even worse.

Ben Boba was stunned.

He didn't understand this sentence.

But Mu Feng soon made him understand.

Because at the next moment, the wooden wind god stick was possessed, standing sideways in the sun, lowering his head and sending an invitation to Ben Bo Ba: "So, Ben Bo Ba, are you willing to join me and make Da Jiang stronger?"

From Benboba's perspective, he looked up at the wooden wind bathed in the sun from bottom to top. It was like a god coming down to earth, and his voice was full of temptation.

He could no longer hold back the true thoughts in his heart and said loudly: "I do!"

In the sunshine, Mufeng grinned and laughed...

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