Wang Zhixing was stunned when he heard this, and then he defended himself, "You are the first person in our plan to eliminate evildoers. If we can't even kill you, doesn't that prove that our secretary general is useless?"
"Plan to eliminate evildoers? What plan to eliminate evildoers?" Zhu Li looked puzzled.
"Humph," Wang Zhixing snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful of answering. However, after thinking for a while, he still spoke: "Everyone regards the feudal lords in the world as treacherous thieves, and ambitious people like you, Zhu Li, are even more thieves among thieves. As early as several years ago, everyone has recruited martial arts masters from all over the world, waiting for today to wipe out the treacherous thieves and do their best for this precarious Tang Dynasty. It is also a good way to give an explanation to the late emperor."
"If you want to blame someone, blame you for choosing the wrong timing. You didn't take action earlier or later, but chose to attack the Dangxiang people's base when everyone started the plan to eliminate the villains. After the incident, it was difficult for us to ignore it. We had to get off to a good start in everything we do. As the first villain to be eliminated by our plan, if you don't die, doesn't it prove that we are useless?" Wang Zhixing was righteous and passionate. He didn't even notice Zhu Li's expression, which was now several times darker than that of Black Bao Gong.
Is this also called a reason
Upon hearing this, Zhu Li almost vomited blood, just like a leader in later generations who came to the unit to check whether the indoor air was fresh, and at this moment, someone suddenly farted.
That's too much. You committed a crime in defiance of the law. If the leaders at work don't punish you, who else will they punish
"Ridiculous, Wang Zhixing, you are already very old, yet you still bully a young man. You are really shameless." Following the voice, a Taoist holding a bamboo came gracefully, and behind him was a big monk with a shiny bald head and coarse cloth shoes. They were the monk who beat the bamboo and the monk with the cloth bag.
Wang Zhixing frowned when he saw the two of them, and said gloomily, "You Lotus Society are involved in everything. You are everywhere!"
Zhu Li was stunned when he heard this. "Lotus Society"
Could it be another secret organization
In fact, Gao Su had long suspected the identity of Budai Monk, but he did not expect that he was actually a member of the Lotus Society.
The Lotus Society, also known as the White Lotus Society, arose in the Tang Dynasty. Its predecessor was the Pure Land Sect. According to legend, the founder of the Pure Land Sect, Monk Huiyuan of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, formed the White Lotus Society with Liu Yimin and others at the Donglin Temple in Mount Lushan to chant Buddha together. Later believers regarded it as a model, and since then the trend of forming societies to chant Buddha has become popular among the people.
Over time, it became the Lotus Society of today. The White Lotus Sect, which is well-known to people in later generations, originated from the Lotus Society.
What he didn't expect was that not only was Budai Monk a member of the Lotus Society, but according to Wang Zhixing, even the man dressed as a Taoist priest, Beating Bamboo, was also a member of the Lotus Society. This showed that not all people gathered in the Lotus Society were Buddhists.
Ji Zhuzi seemed to have heard Wang Zhixing's dissatisfaction, and said in the same cold tone: "Our Lotus Society advocates kindness and forgiveness, equal distribution of wealth, and universal love for all. What Donor Zhu Li did is in line with our society's teachings. Why can't we spend some time on him?"
"That's right, Wang Zhixing, isn't Mr. Liu's obsession too deep? You keep stabbing and making things difficult for a young man left and right. Isn't that too much?" Budai Monk was also very dissatisfied.
Facing the two's questioning, Wang Zhixing's face became even uglier, and he said sinisterly: "Well, the Lotus Society actually cares so much about a small governor, could it be that he was supported by your Lotus Society?"
"It's ridiculous that Mr. Liu was blinded by the eunuchs, but I
"We believe that you, Wang Zhixing, don't. There are so many criminals in the world, but you don't eradicate them. Instead, you just keep hunting down a man who just wants to do something practical for the people. Now you even want to turn the tables on my Lotus Society. Do you still have any shame?" Ji Zhuzi's face turned green, and he looked at Wang Zhixing with an unfriendly expression.
"Why? Do you want to take action? I am following orders and have a clear conscience. I cannot control what is right or wrong, what is justice or evil, and I don't want to control it. But as a subordinate of yours, I eat their salary and I have to be loyal to them. How can there be anything wrong with that?" Wang Zhixing said with a gloomy face but unwavering determination.
"Amitabha, Mr. Wang, you insist on your so-called morality, and we also have our beliefs. If you leave today, the matter will be over. Otherwise, it seems that I will have to learn from the famous Cuiwei Silver Knife today." The cloth bag monk directly held the cloth bag in his left hand, raised his right hand in front of his chest, and said firmly.
"Wulian Tianzun, if Mr. Wang insists on doing so, this old Taoist will have to stretch his muscles." Jizhuzi held Qingzhu across his chest, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wang Zhixing with an unfriendly face.
The sudden appearance of Ji Zhuzi and Budai Monk forced Wang Zhixing to be cautious, but as the Cuiwei Silver Swordsman, how could he not have his own pride.
Facing the two great masters of the time, Wang Zhixing remained calm and fearless. He suddenly pulled out a soft ice blade from his waist. Upon closer inspection, it was still a slender silver knife, shining with a cold light in the moonlight.
"Since Wang made his debut, he has never failed. Even if your Lotus Society tries to stop me, Wang will not give up his original intention, because that is my mission, and no one can stop me from completing the mission." Looking at Ji Zhuzi, Budai Monk, Zhu Li and others, Wang Zhixing said it firmly and without any doubt.
It seemed that if he wanted Zhu Li's life, he had to take it. He would kill gods and Buddhas. Whoever dared to stop him would be killed.
The people in the Secretariat, especially the masters, seem to have a soft weapon, which they usually wear around their waists and can deliver a fatal blow when necessary. Zhou Chenghui did this in the beginning, and Wang Zhixing does it again now.
Wang Zhixing's original silver knife was taken away by Zhu Li at the cost of having his heart pierced through. Unexpectedly, the other party took out an even thinner silver knife, which was really a headache.
The battle was about to break out. Zhu Li covered his chest with his left hand and waved his right hand, signaling the guards to retreat first. These people were of no help here and would only sacrifice their lives in vain.
Even he was distracted for a moment when he just thought of Wang Yueyao's beautiful dance and was nearly killed by the knife, let alone these guards
How could the guards who often followed Zhu Li be people without tact? When they saw that they were of no help, they turned around and ran towards the governor's mansion without stopping at Zhu Li's signal.
Now Wang Zhixing is facing two great masters, Ji Zhuzi and Budai Monk, and he can't take care of these small characters at all. As long as Zhu Li is still here, he will not act rashly.
A sword flashed coldly, and a line appeared between heaven and earth. A black shadow jumped down from the tree, and silver knives came out one after another, attacking a monk and a Taoist priest.
Wang Zhixing took the first step. He had to take action since he could not stop the guards from retreating. He knew that as long as he let those people return to the governor's mansion, the army of Shuozhou would arrive soon.
As the saying goes, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. Although Shuozhou does not have such sharp kitchen knives, it has tens of thousands of people who can control the bows, and the overwhelming feathers
Under the arrow, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will die.
The knife was strange and everything was white, as if the dark night had disappeared and the sun had risen again, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths; it was also like pear blossoms flying in disorder, dazzling and disorderly, making people feel as if they were in a sea of snow and in the polar regions.
Zhu Li's eyes widened at the extremely fast speed of the knife. Everyone said that he was a freak with a very fast attack speed, but now it seems that Wang Zhixing's speed is much faster than his.
Facing the sky full of silver light, a dark cloud suddenly rolled in. This sudden scene was like the sky in July or August, when the scorching sun baked the earth. Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in, instantly covering the bright sun, making the whole world dark again.
It turned out that it was the monk Budai who took action. The bag in his hand suddenly opened, like a huge mouth that swallowed everything, and swallowed the sea of snow in one gulp. The movement was also very fast and it was over in a flash.
At the same time, a green bamboo, lush and green, like a sprout, seemingly slow but actually extremely fast, pierced straight into Wang Zhixing's throat.
The timing was very precise, as Wang Zhixing had used up all his moves and was facing off against the monk Budai. The outcome of the fight between two masters was just a matter of a thought. As expected, Zhu Li was deeply impressed.
Seeing that the green bamboo was about to pierce Wang Zhixing's throat, he tilted his head slightly, and his neck almost brushed against the green bamboo; the bamboo was hit in the air, with a calm expression. The green bamboo suddenly bent strangely, like a swaying poisonous snake, and bounced up and suddenly rushed towards Wang Zhixing's neck.
Wang Zhixing narrowly avoided the attack from the green bamboo. He had already found a chance and shook his silver knife. The knife began to tremble like a silver snake. In an instant, before the green bamboo was about to hit his neck, he rolled the tip of the knife and directly pressed on the green bamboo, sending it flying.
With this attack and this launch, the two of them controlled the weapons in their hands to the extreme. The subtle control and the perfect manipulation of the weapons were almost the best that human beings could do. Every bit of strength and internal energy was controlled just right and extremely dangerous.
Wang Zhixing had just hit the green bamboo that had deflected it when a gust of wind, carrying the force of wind and thunder, suddenly came towards his waist. It turned out to be the cloth bag monk. The cloth bag in his hand had been condensed into a stick. He swept the stick across and hit Wang Zhixing's waist directly.
Wang Zhixing had just escaped from a wolf's mouth, but now he was in a tiger's den. He looked very ugly. His martial arts were better than those of Bamboo Beater and Cloth Bag Monk, but there was a limit to his ability.
Now the monk and the Taoist priest have joined forces, and because they are from the same sect, their combined attack is handy and in perfect harmony. After just a few moves, he was in danger.
The three of them surrounded the willow tree, like three rapidly dancing butterflies, moving and flying, with silver knives crisscrossing, green bamboos flying around, and a large cloth bag that could change into anything. It turned into a cloth bag, then a stick, then a lady's silk ribbon, and so on. The battle was difficult to determine.
The confrontation between the masters made Zhu Li's heart waver and he was amazed. Thanks to the nourishment of the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the transformation of the elixir of immortality, his eyesight had become incredibly good. He could capture the attack trajectories of the three people.
Li Hanzhi beside Zhu Li was different. He also stared with wide eyes and watched carefully, but after looking for a long time, he couldn't even catch the trajectory clearly. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, but it was useless.