Chapter 183 Black Mountain Demon

Jiang Fuan will never forget that afternoon when he was driving on the mountain and suddenly encountered rolling rocks on the mountain. In order to avoid the rocks, the car slid down the hillside.

Fear, rolling, severe pain, and darkness in front of him.

He knew he was dead.

He was unwilling to accept it. He still had work to do, his children had not grown up, and his parents were still waiting for him. Everything was over.

He just never thought that he would live another life. What's more outrageous is that it was not until a long time later that he realized that he was a stone.

It was a black stone in the endless underground.

Stones can also have their own consciousness?

What kind of strange world is this?

After a long time, his body became bigger and bigger, and he became stronger and stronger. After his consciousness could be separated from his body, he came out of the ground for the first time and saw the vast earth and the bright moon.

It turned out that he came to a new world.

A world similar to the ancient times, with demons, ghosts, and gods. Unfortunately, he was a stone monster.

Because his body was a mountain, although huge, it could not move. He thought self-deprecatingly. Maybe he was refined by a passing god who said that this thing was destined for me, and ended his life as a demon?

But it was a long, long time, until there were more and more people on the earth, and the number of demons and monsters gradually decreased, and no one came to trouble him.

Until his body slowly grew out of the ground and formed a mountain, a black mountain.

Soon, as time went by, there was soil, birds and beasts on the mountain, and there were people.

He sat and watched the vicissitudes of life, and occasionally helped when he saw injustice. Gradually, the word that Black Mountain had spirits spread.

Many people came to worship him, and he was quite amused.

What about seeking wealth, seeking marriage, and seeking wealth? He didn't have the ability to do that.

Until some sour scholars came to satirize him and write some crooked poems, saying that he was not a mountain with spirits, but the Black Mountain Old Demon.

It turned out that I was the Black Mountain Old Demon.

He was really a little surprised.

Is this the world of Liao Zhai?

As his fame grew, there were more and more right and wrong. There were weak monsters seeking his protection, and unknown monks and Taoists who wanted to slay monsters and exorcise demons.

He didn't care about the humans who looked like ants in his eyes. His body was a huge black mountain, and only a small part of it was exposed above the ground.

The black color was Coal Mountain! And in the center of Coal Mountain, his original body, pure carbon, became as hard as diamond under high pressure.

He easily dealt with those ridiculous monks and Taoists.

So, his fame grew, and everyone in the world knew that there was a big monster called the Black Mountain Old Monster.

This had no effect on him at all, and he continued to lazily and coldly look at the world. In this world, I kill you today, and you kill me tomorrow. There is nothing familiar about this world, and he has no sense of identity with this world at all. He often missed his past life, even those experiences when he often went to the countryside to help the poor, and he was tired like a dog, but he recalled them with relish.

Until he saw two interesting monsters, one was the hot pot spirit, and the other was the Luban lock spirit.

Spirits are different from demons. They are objects made by humans. After hundreds of years, they become spirits by chance. Generally, they are the belongings of monks.

I don’t know what opportunity these two spirits got, but they became spirits.

What’s more interesting is that the two spirits accidentally discovered the steam from the boiling kettle and made a mechanism to resist foreign enemies.

To them, it was a foreign enemy, but to the Black Mountain Old Demon, it was just an ant. He easily helped them drive away the foreign enemy, and then asked them if they were willing to study this kind of mechanism power.

Luban Lock Spirit was very interested and agreed. Seeing the invincible spirit of the Black Mountain Old Demon, the hot water kettle spirit reluctantly agreed.

So they started the research on steam technology.

The knowledge in the memory was also recalled by him. He also had no sense of identity with this world, but he could make this world look familiar.

So he began to teach the two spirits and some demons the knowledge in their memories. No matter what, develop productivity first.

As his students increased, his power grew. He moved his body to the vicinity of Wushan.

Why did he choose Wushan? Because he wanted to build a hydroelectric power station here. This stage is steam, and the next stage is electricity.

More than a hundred years have passed. Now Wushan Mechanical College has mastered the core technology of steam and electricity, waiting for the right time for productivity to change production relations.

But... he looked at the portrait in his hand. It was a white-haired, red-eyed demon king holding Jiajing's head.

The painting was very realistic, and the demon king's ferocious face and violent eyes were painted to the point of being like a photo.

This was a picture sent by his men when he saw someone enter the capital and kill Jiajing not long ago.

So this world can still be played like this? The Black Mountain Old Demon fell into deep thought. He still wanted to farm and operate, and finally continued to attack with a big trend. But some people have already shown a wave of difficult operations.

The most bizarre thing is that the entire Ming Dynasty civil and military officials cooperated, and the policies that were implemented were not understood by others, so how could he, a poverty alleviation person, not understand?

Fellow villagers!

The Black Mountain Old Demon knew that they would meet one day, but he never thought it would happen so soon.

Tang Yin came to Wushan and saw a school on Wushan. There were a few words carved on a white wooden sign at the entrance of the school: "Wushan Mechanical College".

As soon as you enter the college, you will see a straight cement road, two rows of trees, and then a square flowerbed planted with roses.

On the white walls of the campus are written slogans such as "Study hard and make progress every day", "Today I am proud of Wushan Mechanical College, and tomorrow I will be proud of Wushan Mechanical College", and "Knowledge changes destiny".

Children aged 13 or 14, 15 or 16 can be seen everywhere, holding books, rushing through the red and white teaching buildings, rushing to the next classroom.

If some of these students were not human, Tang Yin seemed to have come to a 21st century school.

"It's really great!" Tang Yin exclaimed when he saw this thriving scene. This is the most pleasing place he has seen in this world.

It can be regarded as the only place that shines in the entire dark Ming Dynasty.

"I am ashamed to be praised by my fellow villagers." A young man with big eyes and a little dark and thin said. He hasn't transformed into this appearance for a long time. This is what he looked like in his previous life.

He looked at Tang Yin and felt like a former colleague.

Tang Yin extended his hand, and the Black Mountain Demon also extended his hand, and the two held together.

"I am Tang Yin, a person who passed by this world by chance."

"I am Jiang Fuan, a person who came to this world by chance."

"The revolution has not yet succeeded."

"Comrades still need to work hard!"

"Hahaha~ How wonderful and lucky! Don't go home until you are drunk?"

"Hey~ When fellow villagers meet, they drink and cry! Don't be a coward!"

A different Black Mountain Demon!