Zhongyuan, Taimiao sacrifice.
The bells and drums kept beating.
The streets of the capital are filled with the smell of incense and candles. People take baskets and carriages to go outside the city to burn paper for their ancestors. This day is not suitable for laughing or drinking and buying goods. The shops in the East and West markets are deserted. Some simply closed their doors.
The Yu Lin army with a cold face, surrounded by a large group of people, filed out from the Taimiao Temple, and then turned to the inner city.
The monks of Dabaoguo Temple followed in the procession, knocking on wooden fish to chant scriptures, and the linen robes were spotless.
In the distant eaves, Chen He pressed down the hat he was wearing, and glanced at the mighty team without a trace.
Although he used a special method to leave Yazhou, Chen He was still careful everywhere and tried his best not to reveal his true face.
"Have you seen the national teacher?" A man standing beside Chen He asked in a low voice.
This guy has a hook nose, looks very fierce, and also has a felt hat on his head.
There are still five or six people dressed in this way, standing in the crowd.
A few days ago, someone in Yazhou quietly recruited loose cultivators, offering generous rewards, at the cost of making trouble in the capital - kidnapping the new national teacher who was replaced this year.
The requirement is at least the high-level Jindan stage, and Chen He just stepped on this threshold.
The capital, the site of Venerable Huanjian, where Ji Hong once made waves.
Chen He was thinking about it, and then he heard that the employer who made the bid had provided a car driven by Chidian Jun, which traveled thousands of miles a day, which could rush to the capital in the shortest time and escape quickly, absolutely guaranteeing safety.
In the coastal area of Yazhou, Sanxiu is a fierce generation, and if he is stretched, or like Chen He who avoids the enemy, he is immediately moved.
Soldiers will come to block it, and water will come to cover it. Even if this trip is a trap, Chen He wants to break through.
The most important thing is that the capital is close to Yuzhou, and there is also a Zhan Yuanqiu in the capital that was also designed by Ji Hong! Regardless of whether it was the gods in the sky or the Dao of Heaven itself, Chen He was determined to find out more clues.
"Honor Huanjian is dead, and now the national teacher is 80% of Xiang Wanchun's confidant."
"That's right, maybe the person who hired us for this trip just wanted to dig something out of this confidant's mouth." The hook-nosed monk raised his head in a pretentious manner and snorted, "Other demons Your Excellency, the sanctimonious elders of the righteous path, and even Venerable Splitting Heaven who worked with Xiang Wanchun to murder Huanjian - these people may be our employers, who knows?"
Yazhou is located in a remote area, and I went there to find a monk for work. The employer was obviously trying to clear his suspicions, so his subordinates could not be called.
The disadvantages of doing this are also obvious. The highest strength of the loose cultivators that can be found is in the Nascent Soul period, and there is no way to deal with the more powerful characters.
Regarding this point, when Chen He came, the information sent by the other party Zhihe Chuanshu was also very clear - the newly appointed national teacher is the top-level Jindan stage who is about to transform into a baby, and now this group of people can easily handle it.
"Everyone, be careful." Someone said it politely, but the hook nose is not so good. He glanced around and threatened, "The promised reward this time contains the medicinal materials that I desperately need, and I have traveled thousands of miles for this. If you take risks all the way to make this trip, don't blame me for being ruthless if anyone ruins my good deeds."
Chen He and other Jindan periods did not say a word.
The pool of water in the capital is too deep, and it is a wise choice to run away after finishing this vote, but things will change later.
"No high-level monks have been found. It seems that the demonic forces in the capital are still focusing on infighting, and they have no interest in mortals. Xiang Wanchun has no time to come here. This is a great opportunity for us."
"Very well, it's now! Let's pretend to be assassins, you three go to guard the intersection, and you go to deal with the group of bald donkeys in Dabaoguo Temple!"
Chen He was assigned one of the most difficult tasks, and no one wanted to expose his skills too much to avoid being investigated afterwards.
Ordinary people can't understand and remember, Dabaoguo Temple is also a small sect of the right way, and it really takes a lot of effort to fool the past.
Chen He wasn't in a hurry after being so obviously tricked.
His real purpose was just to get rid of Yuanlou's pursuit by hitchhiking, and now Chen He can watch the play leisurely: Venerable Huanjian cheated death, what identity this new national teacher is, I really can't tell. The hook nose and the others are about to kick the iron plate, and they will be bleeding.
Qingyue's magical instrument, Jin Lingsheng, is getting closer.
The carriage of the national teacher is also very obvious, with a silver-topped red wheel and hanging beads around the top. It is the preference of Venerable Huanjian at first glance. It is said that the regulation of the carriage of the national teacher in this dynasty has always been like this.
Only one side of the rear seat of the car is solid, and the other three sides are half-thin floating white curtains.
Dozens of young men and women with incense burners and whisks in their hands followed the carriage with a solemn expression.
Cigarettes lingered, covering the curtains with the ink and wash patterns of Xianshan Island, and looking into the carriage through the curtains, only vaguely saw an Eguanbo belt, a figure in a burdensome dress, which was not real at all. .
In the folk teahouses, there are countless Romance scriptures from the founding of the dynasty, those generals, those beauties in troubled times, and those who parted ways, making people listen with relish. Among them, the long-lasting words have the wisdom of national teachers to distinguish demons, and their wisdom is extraordinary. of various events.
Therefore, several emperors who wanted to ban the noble and useless title of Guoshi in the imperial court had some headaches.
One is the ancestral family law, and the other is the people's will.
No matter how annoying the national teacher is, it is better than those foreign relatives and strong ministers who play with power.
The national masters of the "dynasties" have great means. Retreat when it is time to give in, die decisively when it is time to die, and never hesitate when it is time to fool around. This makes this high status still exist three hundred years later.
This year's Shangyuan Festival, "the national teacher died suddenly", there was a heavy rain in winter, and black clouds appeared in the sky two months later, which really made many people feel uneasy. Out of habit, they bowed their bodies respectfully and bowed their heads to the carriage, more devout than kneeling down on powerful courtiers.
The people of Baishan Academy and Dabaoguo Temple are quite unpleasant.
Venerable Huanjian used to be the national teacher. Of course, they did not dare to say a word, but the predecessors planted trees and others enjoyed the shade. People in the capital have become accustomed to respecting the identity of the national teacher, even if the new national teacher did not show up at all. People only know that in the three hundred years of this dynasty, there has never been a bad-minded national teacher.
"Go!"
Eagle Hook Nose snorted lowly, and the figure suddenly divided into four.
Chen He also stopped in front of the group of monks, and the Buddhist monks who were knocking on the wooden fish looked up and found that Chen He had no intention of doing anything, and they also pretended to be calm.
"There are assassins!" A master threw a punch in front of him, and Chen He couldn't stand still.
So the rabbits rose and the cranes fell, all of which were better-looking than performing arts, and the two of them invariably fought while looking at the direction of the carriage.
The curtain was torn from it, and a sharp golden light burst out, hitting the weapon blade taken out by the hook nose, only to hear the clanging sound, the carefully refined weapon blade has been broken with two layers of talismans, and the top is impressive. Cracks appeared.
Hook-nosed cursed angrily.
At the same time, the monks in Dabaoguo Temple also opened their eyes in shock.
"It's you." Chen He recognized the sword used by the "national teacher".
Such a steady and accurate swordsmanship, mixed with Gengjin's flying sword—
The necklaces were scattered, the beads rolled on the ground, the horses leading the chariot were startled, and the chariot was cut into two pieces with a sword, followed by the people in the car, creating a dazzling screen, blocking the chariot from the top of the car. Second attack.
The shattered white veil drifted and fell, the long hem and sleeves of the purple robe embroidered with talismans rolled up without wind, holding a sharp sword, Eguanbo belt, and high bearing.
This is not Zhan Yuanqiu and who is it
Chen He:…
After thinking about it for a long time, I never expected that Venerable Huanjian accepted the young apprentice and threw it out for his top class!
As the saying goes, Buddha wants golden clothes and people want clothes. Zhan Yuanqiu used to look like a turbid young man with extraordinary temperament. Now, when he puts on such a fancy dress, he seems to have become a goddess in an instant. Not dirty.
Chen He turned his head silently.
This kind of apprentice, who came from a crab touching porcelain, is really not worthless!
According to the Donghai cultivator's concept, a disciple of this quality is worth so much that the cultivator's heart is so tight that he can't breathe! It didn't even cost a penny!
Chen He was still holding back his laughter, and the swords were already drawn out there.
"National Division?"
Zhan Yuanqiu frowned slightly: "Of course."
Zhan Yuanqiu glanced around and guessed a few attackers. There was also one who was pretending to be playing with the monks of Dabaoguo Temple. Although his appearance was covered, his casual appearance was somewhat familiar— Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked, isn't this Chen He who is said to have been missing for a long time
"Who are you waiting for?"
Zhan Yuanqiu has reached the point where he is about to be promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage by himself. He is basically poor and white. Now that he has received many benefits from Venerable Huanjian, there is no reason why his strength will not be doubled. He will come from Yazhou in a few moments. The loose cultivator kicked out.
Hook Nose saw that he couldn't fight for a long time, and he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to delay any longer.
"Take it!"
Eagle Hook Nose, together with another loose cultivator of the Yuan Ying period, did not hesitate to be injured and forcibly knocked down the sword in Zhan Yuanqiu's hand. Seeing that Zhan Yuanqiu was about to be dragged away, Chen He was hesitating whether to help quietly when he suddenly felt a tightness behind him. It seemed that someone restrained his shoulders, and his palms gently pressed his nose and mouth, pulling him out of the chaotic crowd.
Chen He instinctively wanted to struggle. After feeling the familiar aura, his stretched arms immediately relaxed and were taken away without any resistance.
The master who was playing and watching the excitement flashed before his eyes, his opponent disappeared, and he was stunned for a moment.
Touching his bald head and looking at it, he couldn't find Chen He, so the master simply took the opportunity to hide to the side, but shouted without stopping: "Catch the assassin! Save the national teacher!"
Zhan Yuanqiu overturned another person with his bare hands, but was hit hard on the back of the neck by the hook nose and fell to the ground.
Chen He watched the group of monks from Yazhou kidnap Zhan Yuanqiu and fled quickly, no one was looking for the "lost"
His.
"Brother."
"Well." The person behind Chen He responded in a low voice.
"What about Zhan Yuanqiu? Just let him be captured like this?"
"...you just wanted to tell me this?"