Does Bao Buping want to eradicate Zifu?

The answer is of course yes. Except for those ignorant people who have been brainwashed by Dasong propaganda and have a little ability to think, who doesn’t want to clean up the little devils who have done all the evil?

But when the words came to his lips, Bao Buping swallowed them back.

Comrades who resisted soul donation like him have been living like rats on the street these years, leaving their homes and living on thin ice.

If it weren't for the fact that few people in a small place could afford Bao Buping's calligraphy and paintings, he wouldn't take the risk and come to the capital to make a living.

It was just a chance encounter with "Hongjun". If this person is working for the Zifu and specializes in investigating people who have escaped from donating, if Bao Buping leaks the news, it will definitely bring disaster to his comrades!

"Brother Hong must not take it seriously if he talks nonsense after being drunk..."

He suppressed his impulse and politely refused, so he went to the Goulan boss to book a guest room and get drunk to avoid this trouble.

Buzz——

During the deafening muffled sound, Bao Buping's coarse cloth was blown away by the strong wind. He turned around in surprise and saw bright silver metal film spread out on Wang Hui's body, mixed with eye-catching scarlet patterns.

"Hong, Brother Hong...you, you, you...you are the Hongjun wanted by Zi Mansion?!"

Bao Buping was dumbstruck, and then walked back to the table in three steps and two steps at a time. He suddenly swung the basket on his back and unfolded it to form a stall, covering Wang Hui's body like a screen.

He urgently urged: "Brother Hong is too brave! Those group of drinkers are all Lianjiazi from out of town, and they were just discussing whether to join forces to arrest you in exchange for rewards...

Quick, before no one notices you, run away from the side window next to the latrine!"

Wang Hui heard it a little funny: "You say I'm brave, Brother Bao is also brave, right? If you dare to cover the wanted criminals of Zi Mansion, aren't you afraid of becoming an accomplice?"

"I'm definitely afraid..."

Bao Buping nervously observed the movements of others with the corner of his eye and muttered: ωωw..net

"But the enemy of my enemy is my friend. For Brother Hong to be apprehended by the Zi Mansion with such a big fanfare, it must have caused a lot of suffering for the Gui Zi people...

I have been a failure for half my life. If I can die to protect such a hero, my life will be considered in vain! Brother Hong, let’s go!”

Seeing his tragic attitude of being upright and sacrificing his life to die, Wang Hui stopped being amused, absorbed the mercury blood film into his body, and poured two glasses of wine with a smile.

"I understand Brother Bao's intention. There is no need to be so nervous. They can't see what's going on here."

"…ah?"

Bao Buping got his posture right and was stunned when he heard this.

Looking around, it turned out that the singers should be singing and the drinkers should be chatting, but no one was paying attention to the strange situation here.

"Isolate the space...Brother Hong is such a powerful method! No wonder he can get away from the pursuit of the ghosts and purples..."

Then he thought of his generous sacrifice, and suddenly he clasped his toes in embarrassment and sat back down with a wry smile: "In Brother Hong's eyes, a weakling like me who has never seen the world must be very funny, right?"

"No."

Wang Hui suppressed his smile and said in an unprecedented serious tone:

"Compared to you, those dignitaries in the Dasong court, who are in collusion with the Zifu, can always enjoy the glory and wealth while stepping on the common people. This is the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

Gulu…

Bao Buping swallowed, because the other party spoke too loudly, saying what countless ordinary people wanted to say but did not dare to say.

He subconsciously looked around to make sure that others really couldn't hear the conversation here, and then felt a little relieved.

"Brother Hong's courage is far beyond that of me... In terms of ability, he is far behind Brother Hong. If you want to get rid of the dark clouds of Da Song, can I really help you?"

"If you want to solve the injustices in the world, you can't do it by yourself."

Wang Hui pointed out the window, where several drunken foreigners were making loud noises. The policemen who used to yell at the people were now persuading them nicely, explaining the importance of the temporary curfew, and bending over to ask them to go back to their residences.

"A great ode is a great ode to praise people, not a great ode to those who are domineering at home and flattering to the outside world, nor is it a great ode to foreign barbarians!

This land needs a complete change, and I, Hongjun, am ready to turn the world upside down, can Brother Bao dare to go with me?"

Gulu!

Bao Buping picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy alcohol smell seemed to set his internal organs on fire: "Why don't you dare!

Brother Hong is a hero in this world, and I am willing to do my best to gather fellow righteous people for you to turn this world upside down!"

…

Outside the capital, Taoist priest Shou Chong, who had traveled a long distance, fell from the sky, put away his jade gourd and walked over.

As the master of Su Xin Guan and a practitioner of the Golden Elixir Small Perfection (Legendary High Level), he is qualified to enter the capital through the main gate.

But what I saw was that the city gate was tightly closed, all three gates were closed, two teams of purple-robed monks were closely guarding it, and there were teams of soldiers patrolling the city wall alternately.

Even the wall array is activated, as if facing a powerful enemy!

"...What happened?"

Taoist Master Shouchong went over to ask, and the monk in purple who took the lead was quite polite: "Master Shouchong, the Zi Mansion is searching for an extremely dangerous evil spirit. The whole city is under martial law and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Please come back!"

With that said, he unfolded the wanted portrait and made a gesture.

"Hongjun..."

Taoist Shouchong had never heard of this person, but he accepted the ultimatum from the Zi Mansion to pay the fine for failing the cross-border mission to capture evil cultivators.

I didn't have enough spiritual stones, so I could only pay for it with some magic weapons I refined, but when I got to the door, I wasn't allowed in...

According to Taoist Shouchong's past temperament, he must pay the fine no matter what, and let the other party transfer the spiritual stones and magic weapons to the relevant departments of the Zi Mansion.

But after three years of "further training" in Gulf World, his mind became a little more flexible.

He rolled his eyes and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wei, can you issue Pindao a certificate prohibiting entry into the city? This trip has been fruitless, so I need an explanation."

You are the viewer! You are not the errand boy. Who do you need to answer to?

The purple-robed monk named Wei Tong was puzzled, but now that the capital was in chaos, he had no intention of asking about the household affairs of a run-down sect like Su Xin Guan.

He wrote a certificate prohibiting entry into the city, stamped it with the small seal hanging on his waist, and sent the guard Chong Taoist away.

"Thank you so much, I wish fellow Taoist Wei a bright future!"

Shou Chong smiled brightly, put the certificate away and turned around to leave.

You see, it’s not that I don’t want to pay the fine, it’s that your Zi Mansion refuses to enter the city, so you can’t blame me, right?

Then Wei Tong served as the "Captain of Jingdou", was a late Jindan cultivator, and was somewhat of a figure in the Zi Mansion. If he was investigated later, Taoist Shouchong could use the certificate prohibiting entry into the city to make Wei Tong take the blame.

A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist, this is the principle!

At this time, Wang Hui sensed Shou Chong's behavior through his spiritual imprint, and secretly lamented that this reckless Taoist priest finally knew how to adapt...

After laying out the preliminary plan of "destroying the country" with the scholar Bao Buping, Wang Hui left some things behind and left Goulan.

Seeing the large number of Zifu monks, street patrol officers and troops stationed in Beijing hurriedly walking on the street, Wang Hui felt a little confused.
Chapter completed!