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Chapter 93

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Of course, monks are not afraid of ordinary wasps. They can't even break through their spiritual shields, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

However, there are several alien species that have the ability to pierce the spirit gang shield. In other words, some alien species have limited intelligence and always live in groups, but their attack capabilities are on the level of monsters. As far as Hou Tsuta knows

, recorded in Taoist books are:

Human-faced spider wasps, black-bellied hornets, cockroach wasps, earth king bees, etc. These things can really break the monk's body. Of course, it also depends on the strength gap between them.

The white-legged and slender-waisted wasp is very unique among these killer bees. The bee itself is average in power, but it carries corpse poison, which is a toxin from the body of beeswax. Once it is in the body, it takes a long time to be completely eliminated. This time

It is not good luck to fight during this period, otherwise it will affect the detoxification effect.

This is the reason why the people of the Zhenya faction seem to be unable to die, but have basically lost their combat effectiveness within a certain period of time, so they urgently recruit the patrol faction back. Although they dislike each other in the church, they are our own people after all, and the key is

You can only rely on them all the time.

"If you are fighting a monster with a slender-waisted wasp, you really can't deal with it. Once the thing enters the human body, it stings the nerves, and even a monk can't bear it. Or you can ignore the pain mentally, but the instinctive reaction of the body can control it.

No.

I can’t think of any effective response to such a situation?”

Yao He was a little frightened. He was not afraid of fighting or death, but he was afraid of these little things...

He paid attention to the details, while Feng Yaochen, another bigu brother, was concerned about the motives. "It sounds normal. When the salt goods were attacked, the Fang clan had no time to take care of themselves. They got interested in making money, and then met Beeswax by chance... But when there are so many

The normality is added together, but it makes people feel abnormal?"

Xiang Zhiwen nodded, "That's right. When things go abnormal, there must be demons. When things go normal, it's not normal. Anyway, in this place, it's always good for you to think more about whether there are demons in it."

Everyone understands what he means. In Yinling, there is no shortage of food, but there is a lack of a vital necessity of life - salt.

It can be considered a normal coincidence that important daily necessities are delivered despite the shortage of manpower, but it can also be judged that this is an inevitable transfer of the Zhenya monks.

Also, why does beeswax appear here? It only eats honey, not salt. In fact, if you sprinkle a handful of salt into the hive, it will be a greater threat to the hive than lighting a fire.

A monster with such habits would come to rob a salt truck? And it didn't take action at first. It waited for these idiots to chase them for a certain distance before taking action...?

And those horned beasts, each horn of which can be exchanged for a hundred of these salt convoys, is like a gangster wearing a three-pound gold chain but coming to steal a passerby's copper ring?

"Everyone can say whatever they think. It is the people like the Zhenya who are unlucky in this matter, but it is our entire Quanzhen Sect that is embarrassed! So we should not stay out of it. This is also a provocation to us.

So, do you think there are any suspicious anomalies in the Yin Tomb recently? Things that may be related to this incident?"

Everyone has a say, which is also the characteristic of the patrolmen. They prefer to work together as a group rather than having one person make the final decision. To use Xiang Zhiwen's saying, why should I use my brain alone? If I have a headache, everyone should come together.

"Find the details of the salt merchant!"

"Beeswax should leave traces wherever it walks. You can use a nose dog to find them."

"You can also search for traces of those horned beasts. They are social creatures and their targets are relatively large..."

Each has its own direction. These people are all familiar with Yin Ling and have a deep understanding of the strange things here. What they say makes sense, and they are capable of practical operations rather than rhetoric.

Xiang Zhiwen listened to the suggestions of his junior brothers and weighed the priorities, because in the end he had to make an idea, but he noticed a person.

"Junior Brother Hou, don't be silent. This is the temperament of a traveling monk. You have to adapt to this; everyone has the right to speak, and this has nothing to do with realm and seniority."

Hou Zi laughed dryly, "I've only been in Yinling for a few days, and I don't know anything."

Xiang Zhi asked and shook his head, "How many days? It's not short. If you can come here alone, you are qualified!"

Hou Zi was helpless and thought for a while, "If we want to investigate Fang Jiabao, is there any possibility of manipulation behind the scenes?"

All eyes looked at him, full of surprise. Xiang Zhiwen narrowed his eyes and said, "Look, as I said, newcomers always have new perspectives! You are right, if the whole incident is really a conspiracy

If so, only humans can plan such a complicated process, tell me your reasons."

Hou Zi rushed to put the duck on the shelf, "There is no reason. I neither understand salt merchants nor the habits of beeswax horned beasts. The only place I have stayed in Yinling is here. So besides doubting this place, what else can I do?"

Where do you doubt it?"

It's really embarrassing to tell the truth, but Xiang Zhiwen didn't let him go. This guy may be very young and may not have much experience, but he has a superhuman sense of smell, just like in Tianxiang Tower, in order to save himself, he lives and breathes.

Destroying an interest group of the boss is also a skill.

"Say, you must have other ideas. We don't have so much secretiveness between brothers here."

Hou Zi was forced to have no choice but to use his frame-up skills that he had honed over the years of being a criminal. It was too easy to suspect a person or group, and there were countless reasons!

If you want to impose a crime, why bother?

"When I first arrived, I found that the people in Fangjiabao did not respect my Quanzhen disciples. Later, when I talked to Senior Brother Yao, I realized that this situation had been going on for many years.

Throughout history, whether it is a dynasty or a nation, if it is dissatisfied with the ruling class, overthrowing it is almost the only option. The only thing is how to find this time point.

If you find the right one, you'll get a new owner; if you find the wrong one, you'll get a bloody cleanup!

This is human nature, and people here are no exception. It's just morning and evening. What if we happen to arrive at this time?"

The faces of all the patrolmen became serious. He was worthy of being a man who dared to kill the commander-in-chief’s retainers. He really wasn’t afraid of causing trouble if he caused trouble.

Now that I have said it, I will no longer say half and half, "To get rid of the influence of Quanzhen Religion, we must first dispel the prestige of Quanzhen Religion, and only then can ordinary people be convinced. This is the direction of public opinion...

Therefore, killing Quanzhen disciples is not a good idea. Instead, it will attract higher-level intervention, but if they are embarrassed...

From this point of view, Senior Brother Qian Chong may not have been wronged for what he did, but wasn't there someone behind the scenes who was adding fuel to the flames?"

Exactly,

...The old hermits are still here, and the breeze is like autumn. The guest stars are sinking in the night ravine, and the fishing stones are leaning against the spring stream. Birds gather on the branches, and the fish swim in the shallow sea. In ancient times, who would not swallow the hook under the fragrant bait.


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