It was bright and clear the next day, and Master Jiang Wen and his disciples were fully prepared to travel to Guangdong. The carriage provided by Ming Zunjiao also stopped outside the mansion early, and was pulled by a gentle and hardworking old horse, which was enough to withstand the heavy traffic along the road.
The wind, frost, rain and snow above are just waiting for Our Lady of the Red Lotus to appear and say goodbye.
However, in the past few days, they did not wait for the Red Lotus Virgin to appear. Goddess Liuding also sent people to inquire several times, but nothing happened.
If they kept waiting like this, Jiang Wen and his party would not be able to get to the market town at the junction of Zhangquan and Zhangzhou before dark, and would inevitably have to spend the night in the wilderness. Therefore, after careful consideration, they could only drive and say goodbye to the people of the Ming Cult.
Went leisurely to the south.
It was almost an hour after Jiang Wen set off that the Red Lotus Virgin arrived belatedly. She looked at her men with annoyance, her red lips slightly opened, but no words of blame came out of her mouth.
"Come in, I have something to tell you."
She led several people into the secret nunnery in the mansion, walked to the rosette of the Blood Buddha statue, and finally told the reason for her late arrival.
"Last night, I met with the Dharma Master and everyone in the Dharma Hall in Cao'an Temple. They saw with their own eyes that Master Hulu's stupa shone brightly at night. It was shaking all night long. It seemed that the bones suppressed under the pagoda were about to move."
The three accompanying Liuding goddesses also nodded. They seemed still horrified by what they saw last night, and their faces looked pale after not sleeping all night.
"Holy Mother, this matter is extraordinary. The reason why Master Hulu traveled to Fangquan County all his life was because he was worried about changes in the mountains and seas of Quan County..."
The older Goddess Liu Ding pondered for a moment, gently pulled up her pure white gauze sleeves, and stepped forward and said, "Now that our religion is declining, why not send a fast horse to invite Taoist Jiang Wen back... Uh, I mean there are so many people.
A comptroller is always good."
The Red Lotus Mother's expression was also quite tangled, but after thinking for a long time, she gently shook her head and rejected it.
"Inappropriate. We Ming Zunjiao's affairs must be solved by ourselves in the end. How can we just rely on others just because we are weak and weak? Taoist priest Jiang Wen seems to have an ulterior motive for this trip, and we should not rashly block the plan."
After several ancient scriptures were recovered, Our Lady of Red Lotus understood the truth about Master Hulu of Mingjiao.
Master Hulu, who came to Quanzhou to spread Manichaeism in the Tang Dynasty, belonged to the Central Asian Manichae sect. In fact, Hulu was only a monk. He narrowly escaped from the legal disaster in Huichang, and his name is unknown because there is no record.
The so-called Hulu is Hulu Huan, which is the transliteration of ancient Persian, meaning preacher, and is a lower-level Manichaean monk. According to the records of "Maniguang Buddhist Rituals" and Uighur Manichaean temple documents
, the Manichaean temple should have been jointly managed by Huluhuan, Afuyinsa, and Jiansaibosai, and Huluhuan would be rewarded with expert knowledge.
At that time, there was only one missionary who fled to teach disciples, which shows how critical the situation was. There were no eminent monks or great virtues in that period of history, nor was there any boundless Dharma. There was only a small missionary who narrowly escaped from the massacre and was still in shock.
Traveling across mountains and rivers, he finally made his way to the still wild Fujian region, where he saw some even more bizarre and terrifying existences.
What was even more desperate was that he felt compassion for the hidden worries in the Three Mountains of Fuzhou, and lost the magic weapon Mani Orb to suppress the religion, but he still failed to suppress the quiet spring and sea eyes, so he came to Quanzhou Prefecture in panic.
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But he did not sink after all. Master Hulu traveled to Quan County to preach and took root. He even spent the rest of his life doing an unknown and shocking thing...
As the general plan was gradually determined, the ideas of Our Lady of the Red Lotus became clearer and clearer, and orders were issued one after another. As high-level followers of the Mingzun Sect in Quanzhou City arrived one after another, the hidden power of the Mingzun Sect was also activated.
Ming Zun taught his troops to deploy as if they were facing a formidable enemy and were about to gather at the foot of Junbei Mountain outside the city.
Along with the arrival of the believers, there was also some other news related to last night.
Last night outside Quanzhou City, a fishing boat at Nanxunmen, commonly known as Water Gate, encountered a water macaque. The monster suddenly boarded the boat at the time of three drums, jumped up from the water, and almost overturned the entire boat. The fishermen were startled, yelled, and threw themselves into the water.
They burned the flesh and set it on fire, but one person was still dragged into the water and disappeared.
In the end, three people survived this incident, and they claimed to have witnessed it. Now people in the city are panicking. The county captain is planning to block the water gate, drain the water from the river, and find the whereabouts of the corpse.
But the other thing is even weirder.
Late last night, when the people in Fashi Harbor were quiet, all the sails were lowered, and the boatmen and fishermen were all asleep, someone heard the sound of drums and drums coming from the depths of the ocean, which could be heard clearly from far to near.
Awakened from his sleep, the fisherman slowly finally saw a long boat crossing the waves. The flag on the bow was flashing but no lights were lit. There were nearly a hundred people sitting on the sides of the boat on both sides, each of them vigorously swinging the oar to get closer.
At this time, Fashi Harbor was already crowded, and they were connected and locked with iron ropes to prevent the boats from floating into the sea when the tide came tomorrow. Therefore, even one boat could not squeeze in, so some people were kind enough to paddle.
The boat went to remind them to change ports for the night.
But when the boat approached, the long boat suddenly turned upside down without warning, top-heavy and instantly fell into the water and disappeared. It seemed to be disturbed by the approaching boat and hid in the water.
The faces of several boatmen turned pale, and when they noticed something was wrong, they immediately turned around and left. But just as they were sailing away from a certain range, the long boat appeared out of the water again.
This time several boatmen saw clearly that the hundreds of people on board were all corpses with livid skin and decayed skin! They sat together and cheered vigorously with the flags fluttering, just like what they had done during their lifetimes.
Hot on my heels!
The ghost boat wandered outside Fashi Port all night, but no one dared to approach by boat. It was not until the daytime count of people that it was discovered that a dozen late-night gamblers in Fashi Port had disappeared since then.
Some people said they saw ghosts and were so frightened that they ran away overnight, while others said they ran away due to gambling debts.
But someone else swore that he, who was boiling water for cooking, saw with his own eyes these gamblers who had lost their sights, lined up in a long line for some unknown reason, and walked into the bottomless sea one after another, turning into bodies with their backs turned to the sky.
The floating corpse floated silently towards the ghost boat...
"Holy Mother Bodhisattva, the government has ordered these matters to be sealed. I am afraid it is because they are worried about affecting the Navy's attack on Zheng Chenggong."
A Hu businessman reported respectfully, and then took out a simple manuscript from his arms, "Recently, the pan-ocean trade has moved to Korea and Japan, and there is a lot of knowledge about this matter. There is this "Unknown Origin" circulating in the sea.
"Guigu Fengtu Ji", please ask the Holy Mother Bodhisattva to read it."
Our Lady of the Red Lotus sat on the lotus throne and carefully read the hand-written manuscript. After a long time, she sighed.
"Make a copy of this book and send it to the Guangzhou branch by horseback and deliver it to Director Jiang. In addition, immediately send additional stone craftsmen to Chong'an County. The Wuyi branch must speed up the preparations for its construction!"
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Jiang Wen led his disciples all the way south along the official road. Relying on the news about Ming Zunjiao, they bypassed many important places where the Qing court stationed troops and passed Zhangzhou Prefecture smoothly. For five or six days, everything was safe and smooth.
The long-lost peaceful days gradually convinced Jiang Wen that all the abnormal events he had encountered before were just accidental, and that peaceful times like this should be the norm.
So how could there be such an unlucky guy in the world who would cause chaos wherever he goes, and have weird things follow him!
However, things often change unexpectedly in the blink of an eye. Not long after Jiang Wen sighed, they encountered new misfortune at Fenshui Pass on the border between Fujian and Guangdong.
Fenshui Pass is surrounded by mountains, peaks, jungles, and dangerous terrain on both sides. It has always been a battleground for military strategists. A short distance away is the land of Chaoshan. However, only this stretch of road can pass vehicles and horses, so the pass is located at a high position.
, tightly grasping the throats of Fujian and Guangdong provinces.
Far away from Fenshui Pass, there was already a long queue of business travelers and horses, and everyone was huddled together along the narrow official road. Looking forward, they could not move forward even an inch, but when they looked back,
Then he was stuck in the middle by the subsequent team and was in a dilemma.
Looking from a distance, the officers and soldiers guarding the Fenshui Pass were pacing around impatiently, sometimes shouting and urging from the sentry tower, but they did not do any real help.
On the ridge, strong winds blew across Longtan Mountain. The cat hair grass was also blown this way and that, faintly falling to one side along the boundary markers on the mountain. The warm sunset was already lingering on the distant mountain top, and Yiyi was about to fall into sight.
Outside, the noisy heat of the day seemed to be slowly dissipating.
Jiang Wen was stunned. He didn't expect that he could experience the feeling of traffic jam on the highway a hundred years ago. He also found that the experienced caravan in front of him had sent people to inquire about the news and had returned. He immediately set up the earthen stove and put the pots on the stove.
Wan, obviously did not expect to arrive in Raoping County to spend the night before dark.
"Excuse me, what happened in the premise? How come it's been an hour and it's still not moving?"
Jiang Wenke stepped forward to ask politely, handed over a piece of marinated meat as if passing a cigarette, and then took out an empty bowl.
The other party also knew what Jiang Wen meant and poured him a bowl of boiling water before explaining helplessly.
"There are people fighting in front of us, and no one will give in to the tit-for-tat confrontation. The officials dare to bully us, ordinary people, but seeing that such desperadoes will only obey, I think there is no chance of going there today. Taoist priest, why not make preparations early?"
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Jiang Wen felt relieved. After thanking the other party, he turned back to the carriage and handed the cooling water to his three apprentices.
"Drink some water first. Someone is making trouble in front of you. You might be hungry today."
"Master, why don't I go up and have a look."
Hong Wending volunteered to step forward to inquire.
Jiang Wen shook his head: "No need, I have my own plans as a teacher."
Then he took out the ancient bronze sword from the car and ordered his two apprentices: "Shitou, Wen Ding, you two guard the car and don't run around. When the traffic is moving, drive forward. Ningdie, you come with Master and I to see the excitement."
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Fu Ningdie was half asleep and half awake, slumped in the car and twisting her body, unwilling to get up at all.
"I don't want to go...there's nothing to see in front of me, I want to stay in the car and sleep..."
Jiang Wen couldn't help but put her on his shoulders.
"No, you can't go. You run away every time something happens. This time, I will watch over you personally!"
The crowded team was winding along the ridge, with cries of mourning everywhere. Jiang Wen used Qinggong to lead Ningdie to dash left and right, and finally passed the checkpoint and reached the front of the team, where he found the culprits of the huge traffic jam.
There is a majestic stone archway in front of Fenshui Pass. On the square stone beam of the archway, "Gong Tan, Fujian and Guangdong" is engraved on the east side, and "Sound Shocks Huayi" is engraved on the west side. The fonts are vigorous and the strokes are vigorous. The stone beams below are engraved on both sides.
"The Jin gentry and people of Guangdong Township, Fujian Province are all the same as the general garrison commander Zheng Zhilong".
Under this stone archway, two teams of warriors were confronting each other with murderous intent. One side had its head wrapped in brown cloth and was holding a single sword, while the other side was bare-handed and wearing a raincoat. They were making jingling noises as they walked. They obviously had hidden weapons. Indeed.
They are all standard attire for people in the world.
There were injured people on both sides. The strange thing was that the side holding the knife was obviously more seriously injured. Everyone was injured, but they still stood in front of the man in the coir raincoat, looking like they were going to fight for their lives.
The person on the left looked at each other angrily and spoke with annoyance.
"From the Vajra Gate, we have no grievances in the past and no grievances these days. What does this mean today! Do we have to fight once before we can count!"
The other party was even more vehement and furious.
"Yanqingmen, why are you pretending to be confused! Not long after we met earlier, our group was attacked by bandits. You still dare to come this time. If I let you go again, wouldn't you be letting the tiger go back to the mountain!"
"You are spitting nonsense!"
The scolding sounded instantly, but what he got was cynicism from the other party.
"Hmph, who doesn't know that your boss Ouyang was a one-legged thief in his early years!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the two sides could no longer avoid a fierce fight, and there was a chaos of pushing and shoving.
Vajra Boxing originated from the Northern Shaolin School. The movements of the hands are simple, powerful, fierce and decisive.
These people fought side by side with incomparable bravery. They were obviously well-trained and well-organized, and were different from the ordinary people who fought alone. Therefore, the "robber" who caused them all heavy losses must be even more powerful.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is said that Yan Qingquan also came from Northern Shaolin. It combines hardness and softness, both internally and externally.
This side was full of energy, waiting for work, and naturally had some advantages. After withstanding the overwhelming impact from the front, they immediately counterattacked while the opponent was exhausted, and the fight was vigorous.
The fight was about to break out, and the two sides instantly became tense and exchanged fists and swords. The caravan in front was in bad luck. They quickly retreated to avoid it, but the official road was already narrow, and they were squeezing and leaning against each other, making it even more chaotic.
A carriage lost its wheel and sank, and its cargo rolled down into the mountain streams on both sides of the road.
When the leaders of the two parties came on stage, the situation became even more out of control. The leader of the Vajra Sect was thick and strong, and he entangled the yellow-skinned leader Ouyang of the Yanqing Fist Sect like a mad tiger. Each move was better than the next.
He used his trump card, but it was obviously inferior to Yun Danfengqing and his agile and leaping opponent.
The chaos is getting deeper. If it continues like this, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of the way at dawn, let alone reach Raoping County smoothly. At this time, many merchants even decided to go home.
Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, the sound of a dragon's roar suddenly sounded out of thin air, piercing across the sky, turning into clear light and hitting a towering tree. A closer look revealed that it was a simple-shaped weapon.
Ancient bronze sword!
The attention was diverted instantly. Just when everyone was still in shock, a figure also rushed in and ran into the most violent place of the fight. It blew through the official road like a flat whirlwind, and the people in the arena who were fighting were just
With a slight scrape of his palm, he felt his body falling backwards uncontrollably. In an instant, a large piece fell in all directions due to a chain reaction.
"Wu-Tang Clan's Long Palm Kung Fu?!"
The two boxing masters exclaimed and said in unison.
At this time, the shadow had already arrived in front of him. His left hand held up the leader of the Vajra Fist's progressive elbow, and his right hand blocked the leader of the Yanqing Fist's Jiaolong Chushui. Yun Danfeng gently held down the moves of the two of them.
"The grudge between the two of you is difficult to resolve. Why don't you give me some face and choose a quiet place to talk things over? It's better than blocking the people here, which is really against the principles of chivalry."
Seeing that the person in front of them was extremely skilled in martial arts and difficult to defeat easily, the leaders of both factions took a step back and looked at the martial arts man dressed as a Taoist priest in front of them with great vigilance.
"Our grievances have nothing to do with outsiders. Don't you know your name?"
Master Ouyang of Yanqing Quan clasped his fists and narrowed his eyes, obviously he had not yet given up his determination to decide the outcome.
"I, Jiang Wen, have met the two leaders of Wuyi Sect."
Jiang Wen waved his hand, flicked his sleeves and said slowly. The disciples on both sides frowned. Everyone said they had never heard of this sect. Jiang Wen had already expected this, but found that only King Kong
The head of the door changed his expression after hearing this.
"Zhou Long of the Vajra Gate has met the hero Jiang Wen!"
This man spoke with a Shanxi accent, but seemed to know Jiang Wen, the unknown leader of the Wuyi Sect, very well.
Jiang Wen looked at the person in front of him playfully: "Master Zhou, do you know me from this tone?"
Zhou Long nodded solemnly and admitted decisively.
"Wuyi Sect? Why have I never heard of it?"
Head Ouyang blurted out involuntarily,
Jiang Wen turned his head to look at him with an unkind expression, showing a friendly and kind smile.
Head Ouyang saw the sincere awe of the head of the King Kong Sect, and saw Jiang Wen's slumped expression, and quickly added, "Well, you are famous far and wide. I must have been away from the world for a long time and am ignorant!"
Taking this opportunity, Jiang Wencai took the opportunity to stop the fight between the two parties and find out the origin of the dispute between the two parties.
Although the two sects of King Kong and Yanqing are in the same north and may have some connection in their origins, they had never met each other before. They only met in front of Xianxia Pass, the main road from Zhejiang to Fujian. They are both from the rivers and lakes, so it is inevitable that they will be a little unruly.
For example, a disciple of Yanqing Quan injured a disciple of Vajra Sect during a sparring match, and the two sides got into some trouble.
This matter should have been a trivial matter. After all, people in the world only pay lip service to fights and fights, and disputes of temper are only temporary. There is no need to travel thousands of miles to seek revenge.
But not long afterward, the King Kong Gate was ambushed by a group of bandits not far from Xianxia Pass, causing heavy casualties, but the attackers escaped.
From that time on, the King Kong Sect began to suspect that people from the Yanqing Sect were responsible. After all, their leader was a famous one-legged thief who also called himself the "Thousand Miles Lone Ranger". He was obviously not ashamed of his early experiences.
Today, in front of Fenshui Pass on the border between Fujian and Guangdong, Jingangmen unexpectedly saw Yanqingmen again, who was supposed to be many miles ahead of them. Instead of being three to five days ahead, the other party had taken its back. Jingangmen instantly became vigilant.
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Seeing that Yan Qingmen bumped into him again intentionally or unintentionally, and his behavior was extremely suspicious, Zhou Long instantly decided to take a preemptive strike and give the other party a bit of a look.
After listening to these stories, Jiang Wen understood what to do.
"Headmaster Ouyang, let me be fair as an outsider. The timing of your appearance here is indeed a bit subtle. No wonder Head Zhou of the Vajra Sect is worried. Since none of you have lost their lives today, I think both sides will take a step back.
How about we just say goodbye?"
Jiang Wen said with a smile.
Head Ouyang was startled for some reason. He always felt that there was something in what the man in front of him said. It was obviously the other party who was provoking trouble and blocking the road. How come he turned out to be an attempted crime with ulterior motives?
The atmosphere became tense again, and the three people's eyes looked wrong.
Jiang Wen originally thought that the three of them had to fight again before they could reach the consensus to stop fighting, but he didn't expect that the head of the Vajra Sect, who was so angry just now, although he was a powerful man and a rough man, at this time he was very aware of current affairs and agreed with his anger.
: "That's it, that's all. Don't keep it in mind, Master Ouyang. People always make mistakes."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!
Although the forceful use of kung fu to resolve the fight was effective, the scene was still vulgar and far less effortless than relying on face to solve the problem. As a result, Jiang Wen instantly attracted everyone's attention and stole the show.
Seeing that Zhou Long was now getting a bargain and acting like a good boy, he was completely different from his rough and rude look just now. Jiang Wen couldn't help but wonder if he had some unique personality charm and could stop killing with just one word.
Master Ouyang of Yanqing Quan suddenly felt a bad breath stuck in his chest, and he really wanted to see the real moves under his hands and earn back his face.
But now the situation is stronger than that of others. The person opposite said that they would not help each other, but it was obvious that he did not intend to do so. If he continued to be stubborn, he would easily be attacked by a group of people, so he had no choice but to nod his head glumly, indicating that he would not pursue it any further.
"Then I will give Master Jiang some face!"
Hearing these words, the merchants along the way burst into enthusiastic cheers and cast admiring glances at Jiang Wen. Fu Ningdie in the crowd was especially excited, jumping up and down with her face flushed.
The official road gradually became clear, and it was not until the people from the Yanqing Fist Sect picked up their weapons, helped up the wounded and left one after another that the round-faced head of the King Kong Sect respectfully came to Jiang Wen, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.
"Dr. Jiang, when my senior brother was in the ancient city of Minyue in Wuyi Mountain, he only managed to save his life thanks to the rescue by the hero. The senior brother kept this matter secret from the outside world. He only told me to be more respectful."
Jiang Wen couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that the Shaolin sect's reputation he had built up in Wuyi Mountain could actually come in handy here.
He vaguely remembered that when he followed the Tiandihui into the ancient city of Minyue to ambush the Qing army, there was a figure like King Kongmen.
Although the opponent is from the Northern School of Kung Fu, he has always been closer to Southern Shaolin, so he traveled thousands of miles to come to help him. Looking at Yan Qing Quan, who also came from Shaolin just now, he obviously has no relationship with Southern Shaolin, so he would never know.
Jiang Wen stories circulated internally.
"I see, then we are old friends."
Jiang Wen took it indifferently, and then called Ningdie who was still watching the show in the crowd. The group spread out to make way for the business travelers to pass, and then continued to talk on the spot.
"Master Zhou, I'm not talking about you. Your actions today are too risky. If the other party really has evil intentions, wouldn't you, the defeated generals, suffer immediately?"
"Master Jiang doesn't know something. I chose to launch an attack here today just to make the matter bigger and make it easier for merchants to spread the word."
The round face of King Kong Sect leader Zhou Long showed a hint of cunning.
"After this, if the other party dares to use cold arrows suddenly, the world will undoubtedly guess that it was Yan Qingmen who did it, and someone will naturally avenge us in the future. This is better than dying in the wilderness without knowing anything.
Bar……"
The people in the martial arts world are indeed evil-minded. It seems that they want to scare off the enemy and put the sect most suspected of committing the crime on the fire.
"Oh? Are you so confident?"
Jiang Wen was also surprised. Even if he openly revealed his plans, how could Zhou Long be so sure that someone would pay for them?
Zhou Long nodded.
"Because of helping Southern Shaolin, my senior brother had no choice but to pass the position of master to me and hide his name. Southern Shaolin already owes us a big favor. Even if my senior brother has no hope of revenge, the eminent monks of Southern Shaolin will not ignore it.
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For ordinary sects, being labeled as a rebel is a very dangerous thing. After the Minyue Royal City in Wuyi Mountain, it is impossible to say how many people were forced to travel far away to prevent being traced by the Qing court and affecting their relatives and friends. Southern Shaolin is indeed in debt.
It was a big favor.
These calculations are intertwined, and the Zhou Long in front of him is obviously a rough and subtle person.
But when it comes to the Diamond Gate, Jiang Wen vaguely remembers that these gangs are also gangsters. It seems that they took advantage of the Southern Shaolin incident to besiege Shangqing Temple and destroy the Xiandu sect. Feng Daode came to ask for the crime. It didn't look like that.
He is jealous of evil and doesn't know how to adapt.
Therefore, Jiang Wen was a little curious in his heart. The other party's current attitude was really strange. If something like this happened, he could break it into pieces and leave, so why did he seem to have to travel through Fujian and Guangdong with great fanfare to be happy?
Facing Jiang Wen's doubts, Zhou Long smiled and spoke of Jiang Wen, and insisted on inviting Jiang Wen to the city of Guangzhou to entertain him as a token of his gratitude. He also said that his martial arts skills were low and he hoped that Jiang Wen could give him some pointers along the way, so that he could improve his skills.
Etiquette is out of the question.
Jiang Wen originally thought that the other party was just afraid of being attacked again, but when something went wrong, there must be a monster, so such enthusiasm made him suspicious.
Seeing Jiang Wen's uncertain expression, Zhou Long glanced at Ningdie in front of Jiang Wen, then glanced at the two children on the carriage driven by Hong Wending, and then took a somewhat funny little flag from his disciple's hand as if he had made up his mind.
, plugged into his own carriage.
"Xinglong Escort Bureau? What does this mean?"
Jiang Wen read out the four small characters on the flag and already vaguely guessed the other party's intention.
Only then did Zhou Long admit with some embarrassment: "King Kong Sect has been in financial difficulties recently, so we want to take advantage of the limelight to set up the Xinglong Escort Bureau in Datong Prefecture, Shanxi. This trip is the first escort we received at the opening. Naturally, we want to make a name for ourselves and become famous immediately."
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After his intentions were exposed, Zhou Long also knew that he had been taken advantage of and was discovered, so he quickly came up with some more attractive terms.
"Master Jiang, I am very grateful to Zhou for what happened today, and everyone at Jingangmen is in admiration. If you are willing to go to Guangzhou together, we are willing to provide you with the escort money for this trip without taking any money!"
Jiang Wen looked at the heavily protected escort car with an unchanging expression and asked casually.
"Master Zhou, oh no, Mr. Zhou is the bodyguard. What kind of bodyguard are you protecting this time?"
Zhou Long looked around vigilantly, his round face full of an incomprehensible expression, and he whispered cautiously.
"Chief Jiang, please don't spread rumors. Nowadays, countless people from all walks of life are gathering in Guangzhou City, just to avoid missing out on the good shows. The escort I am escorting on this trip is a sword worth thousands of gold, which is the same as the two most sensational items in Guangzhou City today.
One of the exciting things is related!”
Zhou Long's voice was not loud, but as soon as the word "lively" came out, Jiang Wen noticed that Ning Die was sitting in his arms and eavesdropping, and his eyes lit up like light bulbs.