The lush forests and waterfalls complement each other, giving it a summer atmosphere.
Li Zizhi took his two junior brothers down the mountain and came to a market town. The market town was close to the river. There were open boats parked in various places at the river port, and the river port led to the street.
The lights were hanging high, shining like stars, and the sky was already dark. People were still coming and going on the stone pier, and the porters were carrying them back and forth. The pedals between the ship's side and the pier kept rising and falling, making a "hi yo" sound.
The pier is surrounded by a river bend, and there are very few houses on the street. Most of them are inns, restaurants, restaurants, tea shops, and rice shops.
Li Zizhi glanced around vigilantly, making sure there was nothing suspicious before moving forward.
Housekeeper Mihang
The waiter came over in a few steps: "My boss is here!"
"Who?" Guan Youshan trembled.
"The people from the Taoist temple are coming down." Guan Youshan stood up suddenly and said, "Quick, please!"
Walking out of the gate in three steps and two steps, I saw three people standing at the gate. One was familiar as a Taoist who used to collect food, and the other two were unfamiliar. But depending on the situation, the unfamiliar person in the middle was the one in charge.
"you are?"
"This is Senior Brother Li Zizhi." The Taoist who used to collect food said. Guan Youshan quickly invited him in. Li Zizhi took one look and asked, "Are you all ready?"
"Everything is ready." Guan Youshan was startled, then said with a smile on his face: "Can you please go down from the mountain in person? According to the old rules, tenants all hand over their newly cut wheat here."
"The harvest from three hundred acres and the newly added acres has been converted into fifty taels of silver, half each of rice and flour, packed in sacks, totaling eighty shi. Please count it!"
Li Zizhi took a serious look at this person, smiled, and said, "Let's go in and have a look."
When we arrived at the warehouse, the night was getting darker. The torch was lit, and the clerk opened the door. When we went in, we found that the warehouse was clean, but it was filled with mildew and rot.
He went up and opened a sack, touched a handful of flour, licked it, and nodded with satisfaction: "It is indeed this year's newly ground flour."
Guan Youshan said with an apologetic smile: "I have been doing business with the Taoist temple for five years, and the temple has recently added 500 acres of land. It is said that there will be more land in the coming year. How dare I do anything in it?"
"In the future, we will have to rely on Guanli to make a living."
Hearing these words, Li Zizhi still recognized it. It was impossible for a Taoist to collect rent from family to family, so he entrusted the housekeeper Mi Xing to deal with the tenants very early.
This process has been going on for twenty years. It cannot be said that there are no problems at all, but at least they can be accepted by each other. After checking, Li Zizhi breathed out: "Not bad, let's follow this."
"Taoist priest, please come in for dinner!" Guan Youshan breathed a sigh of relief: "Quickly, bring the dishes and a jar of wine - I'll tell the waiter to put the sacks on the car."
"Send it to the mountain early tomorrow morning."
The three Taoists all expressed their satisfaction. While they were talking, the table in the hall had been set up. The waiter invited him in with a smile. He saw that the light was on, and there was a roasted pork chop on the table. The brown skin was dripping with oil. There was also a slice of beef, and the rest. The dishes are full of dazzling aromas and are a feast for the table.
The two junior brothers smiled: "Why is the boss so generous today?"
As he was talking about sitting down to eat with salivation, Li Zizhi's face darkened and he waved his hand: "Wait a minute!"
The two junior brothers were a little confused, but they stopped and listened to Li Zizhi shout loudly: "In charge of the boss, do you have good intentions?"
I shouted three times, but no one answered. When I looked again, I saw it was quiet for a while. The lights in the warehouse, yard, and stables were all turned off, and it was completely dark.
"That's not right!" All three of them felt something was wrong and pulled out their swords. At this moment, one of them sighed: "Why do you have to struggle? If you use this food and wine, you will at least be a dead ghost!"
Just as he finished speaking, the figures swayed past, and twenty figures appeared and poured in. Although there were many people, they were silent and orderly. Apart from the sound of moving footsteps, there was the sound of long knives tapping, and a sinister aura rushed towards them. Come up.
"Who are you?" Li Zizhi shouted sternly, knowing that this was not a man with good intentions.
"Kill!" the other party had ordered.
"Kill!" More than 20 people rushed forward, and both sides immediately started killing each other. The leader, the man in black, watched from behind without saying a word.
As soon as they made contact, the three Taoists realized that the opponent was not a weak opponent, and they retreated step by step. One of the junior disciples suddenly waved his hand: "Flash Technique."
A bright light burst out in front of "Peng"'s eyes. Li Zizhi turned to the side and stabbed him with a sword, but the opponent seemed to be on guard. Although he closed his eyes for a moment, he shouted and used his sword skills to slash along the way.
Originally, it was just a matter of one person cutting back, but there would always be a flaw, but when several people were cutting together, the swords were as bright as snow. A junior brother took the opportunity to attack according to the training of the teacher, and stabbed one person's chest with his sword.
"Ah!" The man screamed, blood splattered, but others heard the scream and immediately started slashing together. Before the junior had time to put away the knife, he had already been slashed three times, and two corpses fell!
Li Zizhi screamed and fought hard. His long sword pierced one person. Hearing the sound of gold and iron hitting each other, Li Zizhi swept three feet diagonally, and there was a blood hole on his body. The remaining junior disciples were swarmed up, and they were in chaos. Killed with a knife.
"Who are you?" Li Zizhi was gnashing his teeth, but the man in black didn't answer. With a wave of his hand, the five people rushed forward. Their swords and lights joined together, and they cooperated with each move. Li Zizhi struggled desperately, but still kept retreating, and was hit from time to time. He stabbed him with a knife, and in the end there was only a "kill" sound, and the knife penetrated deeply into his body.
Li Zizhi screamed, but the next moment, the sword flashed, the screams suddenly stopped, and the head flew out.
The second day
The leader and several elders passed through a dark alleyway and saw several disciples waiting with pale faces. The leader asked: "Are they all in there?"
"Yes, it's all inside."
When the headmaster and the elders entered, they saw spots of blood on the threshold. When they stepped forward, they saw several corpses placed on the couch.
Some of the couches were clean except for some blood scabs, indicating that they had been dead for a while, while others were dripping with blood, indicating that they had been dead for a short period of time.
"This is the sixth one in our sect." The leader looked at the freshest corpse and his face was livid: "Zhao Ning, what do you think?"
"This situation is very simple. The enemy has launched an attack. They will first kill our disciples on the periphery and target the backbone in order to weaken us." Zhao Ning also said with a livid face.
"Have you found out who it is?"
"We are passive and cannot detect it, but we can be sure that it is an attack by the Taoist sect because we encountered a counterattack by the Taoist sect's magic power when we used magic to detect it."
"This trace of the Taoist mana has been passed on to the founder of Fudi. I believe there will be an answer soon."
"Can you call the police and ask for support?" The leader asked again, not thinking that asking for help from the government would be a loss of face.
"It's difficult. There aren't many soldiers in the county, and there are only a thousand days of thieves. Without a thousand days of guarding against thieves, it's difficult for the officers and soldiers to station for a few days." Zhao Ning answered seriously: "Of course, the more important thing is, I'm afraid that the government will Use excuses to refuse - if the other party is from a Taoist sect, they will definitely deal with it."
"Try it first, and if there is no answer, let's talk." The leader said, and then turned to Jun Yun: "Where is Pei Ziyun now, hurry up and urge him to come back."
Yu Yunjun replied: "I arrived at Du'an County last time, so it shouldn't be very far now."
"If you urge me again, let him come back quickly."
"Yes!" Yu Yunjun responded.
A disciple was listening, and then the master said: "Zhang Yin!"
The disciple quickly responded: "Yes!"
"Take someone to wash all the blood off their bodies, sew up all their wounds, put them in new clothes, put them in coffins, and put them in this temple first."
"There is a magic circle in this hall, which can keep them incorruptible for a while. When the matter is completed, they can be buried one by one."
"Yes!" This disciple also responded.
Seeing the headmaster and the elders going out, several disciples came forward. Someone boiled hot water and washed them one by one with hot water. The blood was taken out. After washing, they were indeed sewn up with needles. Then they put on their clothes and put them in the coffin. After all the six corpses were finished, it was already approaching dusk.
Zhang Yin looked a little unhappy, and a disciple comforted him: "Senior Brother Zhang, it's human nature to make you vomit after seeing this. We just don't eat meat tonight."
The curtain fell and it was raining outside. Zhang Yin was silent and said reluctantly: "I'll go back and have a rest. Don't call me for dinner. If I'm hungry, I'll just go to the cafeteria and find some."
After saying that, he turned around and left, entering the rain. Seeing no one around, Zhang Yintu stepped up the mountain and walked through the mountain road. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he wiped his forehead that was covered with rain and turned around to look. Go, there are buildings and lights in the distance in the rain.
There is a three-room room at the foot of the mountain for pilgrims to rest and shelter from the rain. There is no one at this time. Zhang Yin enters and steps on the brick floor. The faces of several familiar senior brothers seem to be right in front of him. After all, they have been together for five years. They were separated from each other in the blink of an eye, like a nightmare. He stared outside. The rain was not heavy anymore, but it was still raining. Zhang Yin was stunned for a long time before sighing: "Don't think about it. You know this as an undercover agent." one day."
"They are not your senior brothers, even if they have known each other for five years."
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yin took out a talisman. Just a little, a little aura appeared on the talisman. In a blink of an eye, the aura turned into a figure. Seeing this person, Zhang Yin got rid of distracting thoughts and knelt down: " Disciple has met Elder Xu."
"You contacted me urgently, what's the matter?" Elder Xu asked from the opposite side.
"I just heard the news that the Songyun Sect has been contacting Pei Ziyun. The last contact was in Du'an County. Now I'm rushing back."
"Pei Ziyun, Du'an County!" Elder Xu's voice immediately became more serious. It was obvious that Pei Ziyun's name still had great intimidation power. After a pause, he said: "I understand, just wait a moment. I’ll give you an answer again.”
"yes!"
With these words, Fu Ying's aura gradually dissipated, but a trace remained. Zhang Yin looked at Feng Yu with a sense of peace of mind, and felt a little more self-deprecating about his intolerance just now.
A few miles away, in a small valley, some people gathered together and were building an altar. Although the altar was small, it was very detailed. There were many runes on the altar and flags were placed on it.
Several people were pointing, listening to the news at this time, with a sullen face: "Pei Ziyun, are you coming back?"
(End of chapter)