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the next morning.
After the year, there have been continuous snowstorms, and today is a rare sunny day, so the white lotus cultivators, who had been suffocated for several days, packed up early in the morning.
Most of the people who can be brought to Liaodong by thousands of miles are the elites of the White Lotus sect, and many of them have made a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes.
It may not be as pleasing to the eyes as the routines in the martial arts hall when it is practiced, but it is far above it. If it is not just a drill, the losing party will most likely be dead or disabled.
Of course, not everyone in the White Lotus Sect is a master.
For example, Zhang Xiucai, who is full of fat, holds a two-foot-long knife, and the dancer is called a fool and self-pleasure. Even if he lifts it up and says, he is still 108,000 miles away from the 'banker's style'.
However, the first person to sweat profusely on the field was this talent.
I saw him sitting on the railing of the corridor, panting and taking out the handkerchief from his sleeve, smearing it back and forth from the left temple to the right, while shaking his head with a smile: "No, no, I really It's not this material, if you really want to meet the disaster of swords and soldiers, it is the right way to rely on the help of your brothers."
There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding people. This one clapped his chest and promised 'a sea of swords and a sea of fire, wherever he goes'; which one slanted his shoulders and flattered, repeatedly flattering, 'You always read the book of sages and sages, and you learned the art of killing ten thousand enemies and dragon slaying'. .
It didn't matter to others who heard it, but Yao Anmin, who was in the middle of the courtyard, was full of unhappiness.
Yesterday, this Xiucai was so petite and spoiled that he couldn't come down from the stage in person, which originally made Yao Anmin worried. At this time, seeing everyone rushing to flatter Zhang Xiucai, he felt more and more angry.
At the moment, the two knives in their hands are like a violent storm, and it is common to swing away from the opposite side, attacking each other from top to bottom.
The man on the opposite side hurriedly blocked it, but still couldn't dodge, and was slapped on the shoulder blade by Yao Anmin's knife.
At the moment, he snorted and stepped back again and again, but he covered his shoulders and forced a smile: "Master Yao Xiang's swordsmanship has become more and more sophisticated. If it wasn't for mercy, my little brother is afraid that his head will be lost, and he still doesn't know what happened."
In normal times, after Yao Anmin won, he would most likely have to command each other a few words from a commanding height, but today he has no interest at all.
"Humph."
He sighed heavily from his nostrils and curled his lips, "I'm just a little trick to dig insects. How can I compete with the enemy of ten thousand people and dragon slaying?"
As soon as I heard this, it was aimed at Zhang Xiucai.
Although the man on the opposite side was Yao Anmin's subordinate, how could he dare to offend the celebrity beside Vice-Cult Master Xue
At the moment, I had to smirk and try to fool around.
But Zhang Xiucai from the other side had already heard the truth. He immediately suppressed the peace on his face, stood up, took a few steps towards Yao Anmin's side, and asked without a smile: "Why, Master Yao Xiang also wants to learn this ten thousand enemies, dragon slaying technique?"
"Don't dare, there is no such condition."
Yao Anmin shook his head like a rattle, and just when everyone thought he was conceited, he suddenly added: "My old Yao is alone and widowed, and I have neither a wife nor a daughter, how did I learn such good skills? "
As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings were silent except for the sound of breathing.
All eyes were on Yao Anmin and Zhang Xiucai.
In fact, after saying this, Yao Anmin also regretted it in his heart, but since the words had already been said, in front of so many people, how could he shrink his head and take it back
But seeing Zhang Xiucai's face getting more and more gloomy, Yao Anmin could only feel the muscles on his cheeks trembling, but he couldn't help but explain without silver 300 taels here: "I'm talking about that Wu Qizhi, Mr. Zhang can Don't get me wrong."
Zhang Xiucai's mouth cracked into a sneer, because Yao Anmin had bullied one of his distant cousins when he was in Shaanxi and Gansu, and he had long wanted to find a chance to teach him a lesson.
Now Yao Anmin is provocative, but it is in response to Zhang Xiucai's thoughts.
When his eyebrows were raised, he was about to raise his voice and sneer a few words, and the excited Yao Anmin became more and more complacent.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cleric who was in charge of monitoring the post house suddenly rushed in like a fly and shouted, "Where is the leader of Xue? There is something important to report!"
At the moment, Zhang Xiucai ignored Yao Anmin, and went up to him like a ball, grabbed the man's wrist, and dragged him to the residence of Vice Cult Master Xue.
Yao Anmin breathed a sigh of relief in the back, then rolled his eyes a few times, and rushed after him with great strides.
It was only after following up with the East House that they found that from Vice Cult Master Xue, including the congregation who sent the message, all three of them were staring at him.
Yao Anmin was feeling uneasy, and heard Vice Cult Master Xue clear his throat again, and said in a loud voice, "Master Yao Xiang, please stay outside and don't let anyone get close to this place."
If you say that you are guarding outside, it is clear that you can't trust yourself!
Yao Anmin was extremely ashamed and angry, but when faced with Vice Cult Master Xue, he didn't dare to fight for a while, he could only grit his teeth and sullenly responded, and withdrew angrily.
After he had secured the door, Yao Anmin asked quietly, "Did that person spread the news?"
"exactly!"
The congregation who came to report the letter also responded in a low voice: "He said that early this morning, the old man surnamed Xu will send someone to deliver the letter to Guannei..."
"it is good!"
Vice-Cult Master Xue jumped up from the kang, circling back and forth excitedly, Fang calmed down after a while, tried his best to lower his tone, and said to Zhang Xiucai: "For half a day, we will arrange for people to leave the city..."
"Elder Xue, please stay calm!"
Zhang Xiucai saw that he was a little confused, and hurriedly persuaded: "It must be delayed for two or three days, so that the two thieves Xu and Sun will not be associated with the same thing."
When Vice-Cult Master Xue heard the words, he finally came to his senses. He nodded several times and said 'yes'.
It was only then that I discovered that the congregation who came to preach the letter seemed to have something that was not stated below, so they hurriedly asked about it.
"Report to Cult Master Xue."
The sect members said sternly: "According to the person, the two thieves learned from nowhere that the people of our holy sect are in the city, and today I specifically told him to be careful!"
"Is there such a thing?!"
This time, even Zhang Xiucai was shocked, and then a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Could it be that the Jurchen leaked his words?! These damned Tartarians, wouldn't they want to use us as bargaining chips?!"
After his analysis, Vice Cult Master Xue and the sect members became more and more terrified.
A single Sun Shaozong would be difficult to deal with. If there are Jurchen sidekicks, then the little 20th holy brother in this yard will be hard to fly? !
Fortunately, after Zhang Xiucai panicked for a while, he quickly calmed down again, shook his head and said, "Perhaps he just made a statement by accident, after all, the Tartars just want to delay their troops. If they want to invade the south in the future, they have to rely on the Holy Religion to cooperate with the outside world. It makes no sense. Will take the initiative to sell us to the imperial court, and waste a helping hand in vain."
When Vice Sect Leader Xue heard the words, he was relieved a little.
But still said solemnly: "Even so, we are still in danger."
Zhang Xiucai grinned: "Since you want to take over the world, how can you be less dangerous?"
Vice Cult Master Xue was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Indeed, but we still have to make some preparations - let's take a few people to secretly find another place to stay, so that even if Sun Shaozong comes to the door, it will not work. As for delaying the major events of the Holy Religion."
Zhang Xiucai was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Elder Xue, it's you..."
"Just do it!"
Vice-Cult Master Xue is beyond doubt.
"My subordinate Zhang Cong takes orders."
Zhang Xiucai had no choice but to bow to answer, and now he and Vice-Cult Master Xue drew up a list, all of them were elites in the teaching, and they were usually friends with Zhang Xiucai.
That evening, Zhang Xiucai and those people lied about going out to buy wine and vegetables, and they disappeared without a trace.
…
Noon three days later.
Taking advantage of the fact that A Lin Qitu came to visit again, when the banquet was set in the main hall, someone swaggered out of the back door of the inn, turned around three times and came to a rough alley, looked left and right but saw no one.
The man cursed a few words angrily, hesitating to go back the same way, never thought that he was blocked by a round 'thing' as soon as he reached the entrance of the alley.
"Should Zhang be called Feng Baihu, Feng Baihu, or Feng Xiangzhu?"
It turned out that the one blocking the road was Zhang Xiucai, who had been hiding in secret for a few days.
And it was Feng Xin who was blocked in the alley!