Chapter 702: So what if the energy level is greatly increased? Just catch them all in one fell swoop!
"Strong man, I have something to say! I have something to say!"
"What qualifications do you have for you, a Western traitor and spy, to talk to me properly and obey my orders, or else I will slaughter your entire temple!"
Master Zhenghong was stunned when a young man with an angry face flew down from above and knocked himself to the ground.
There was a leak in the house and it rained all night. How come the greedy eunuch Jia Xiang had just walked away, and a vicious man came right behind him?
However, as a spy leader who has been lurking in Bianjing for nearly twenty years, calmness is the most basic requirement when encountering difficulties. After a brief moment of surprise, Master Zhenghong keenly noticed from Dong Ping's words that the other party wanted something, and soon
Calm down: "Don't come in at all! If a strong man asks for something, I should try my best to satisfy it and never refuse!"
When Dong Ping saw that he took the initiative to stop the intrusion of the monks outside, he was satisfied. He thought that at such a close distance, the other party would definitely not be able to resist, so he let go of his hand.
Master Zhenghong stood up, looked at Dong Ping, put his hands together and saluted: "Zhenghong, the abbot of Lao Na Zhenzhen Temple, has seen a strong man! The strong man is so heroic, he is definitely not an ordinary person, why haven't you asked for advice?"
How could Dong Ping tell the other party? He raised his chin and said, "You don't have to worry about who I am. I already know the secret between you and the castrated dog just now. If you don't want me to tell it, just obey your orders!"
After hearing these words, and looking at Dong Ping's age, Master Zhenghong immediately understood that the person in front of him was a proud and conceited young man with little life experience. He immediately nodded: "Please give me your instructions, strong man!"
Dong Ping did not go around and around, he took the time and said: "I want to leave Bianjing and go to Hedong, please make arrangements as soon as possible!"
Master Zhenghong's eyes moved slightly: "After going to Hedong, the strong men will no longer reveal our affairs, right?"
Dong Ping said perfunctorily: "That's it!"
In his heart, he was preparing to report to the official. Although Zhao Tingzhi had failed him, Dong Ping still thought that he was loyal and brave to the Song Dynasty. How could he sit back and watch the enemy's thieves stir up trouble in the capital?
Master Zhenghong saw the insincerity of the other party's words at a glance, and smiled calmly: "Sir, do you know that the person just now is the famous person next to the official, the eunuch's superintendent Jia Xiang?"
"Jia Xiang?"
Dong Ping's expression suddenly changed and he became nervous.
He used to be a member of the Beijing Imperial Guards. Although he was not the Ban Zhi who guarded the palace, he had a certain understanding of the situation in the palace. As a great eunuch with the same name as Tong Guan, Yang Jian, and Lan Congxi, Jia Xiang had naturally heard of it.
But I haven't seen him with my own eyes, and I don't know that he has been promoted to the post of supervisor.
Master Zhenghong observed this expression again and knew in his mind that this person was not a man who traveled around the world, but someone who wanted to be an official in the court. His tone changed again: "Not only Jia Abban, he really allows us to understand the truth of the state."
The person who is active in the capital is actually the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."
Dong Ping suddenly changed his color: "Impossible!"
Master Zhenghong clasped his hands together: "A strong man, have you ever thought that things in the world are impermanent, cause and effect are unclear, heaven is unethical, and misfortunes happen frequently, so what is impossible?"
Dong Ping frowned, thinking about the rumors in the market about the official's murder of his mother and brother. If such things could be done, turning a blind eye to Xixia spies would really be nothing, and he suddenly waved irritably.
He waved his hand: "Okay, you don't need to tell me these things, just send me to Hedong, and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on!"
At this time, he really didn't want to report these Xixia spies and just wanted to get away. A smile appeared on Master Zhenghong's fair and round face.
In just a few sentences, although the origin of the name of the person in front of me was unknown, an image of a selfish and conceited person with little experience, a heavy desire for fame and fortune, and a relatively flexible moral bottom line had been sketched out.
Moreover, this man's martial arts are indeed powerful. Master Zhenghong is also practicing martial arts for self-defense. He was not aware of it until he was approached by the opponent. Thinking that the temple happened to be short of such manpower recently, the spy leader had already made a calculation in his heart.
Shishimao was in the food delivery team, turning around quietly from room to room, but finally saw the target without thread in the corridor.
Li Yan followed his master's gaze and formally saw for the first time this so-called "loyal and brave general with two spears and a noble nobleman".
A slender man walked quickly outside, following an old monk.
Li Yan's eyes fell on the two of them. Under the sixth consciousness, his aura was restrained to the extreme, and his eyesight was not aggressive. But even so, Dong Ping still turned his head alertly and glanced around with sharp eyes.
This completely determined the target, and Li Yan settled down and began to look at it again.
"Are you angry?"
During his observation, there was a strange yet familiar aura lingering around Dong Ping.
The strange thing is that this breath is not Qi and blood, nor is it the energy of heaven and earth. It is inaccessible to ordinary people.
What is familiar is that on the night when Shaodong died, Li Yan saved the soul of the dead, and invisible power from heaven and earth descended and poured into his body, improving his luck a little bit. The power of Qi was very similar to Dong Ping's state.
resemblance.
Therefore, the previous analysis of destiny's protection was not wrong. There is indeed a force in the dark that is protecting these reincarnated demon stars, the original heroes of Liangshan.
Li Yan was immediately relieved. What he hated most was inexplicable help, but he was happy to see this kind of substantial protection.
Now that you have discovered the use of qi numbers, it’s time to break it.
"Judging from Dong Ping's current behavior, the first sign of a surge in energy is that he has a strong sense of vigilance and acts on an unreasonable whim."
This kind of vigilance, coupled with Dong Ping's own martial arts, is enough to turn danger into disaster under normal circumstances, but this time the lineup tracking him is too luxurious.
Not only did Li Yan and Xiao Hei take action in person, but also Shi Shi, a little spy who was visualizing the Vajra Buddha. Once they successfully locked onto the opponent, Dong Ping would never be able to escape.
The next step is how to arrest.
Seeing the bustling scene of people coming and going in Fan Tower, Li Yan did not act rashly.
He estimated that a great increase in Qi would be like an increase in luck, and accidents that would be beneficial to him should happen. If there was chaos in Fan Tower and Dong Ping took advantage of the chaos to escape, even if he was forcibly caught, the price he would pay would be too high.
Therefore, Li Yan was not impatient and followed behind, watching Dong Ping lead the old monk, with a group of monks scattered around, heading towards the back door of Fan Tower.
His target initially focused on Dong Ping and the old monk, but soon fell on the surrounding monks and became serious.
This group of monks marched in a well-organized and tacit understanding, and they could seize the exits of important roads at any time. This was a formation unique to the military.
The key to this scene was that Dong Ping held the old monk in the center hostage, making all the monks extremely nervous and thus put on such a posture.
Li Yan's eyes moved slightly and he sent a message: "Master, go and ask, where are these monks from? Why can they leave through the backyard?"
The master immediately went to inquire and soon got the answer: "They are from the Zhenzhen Temple. The abbot of this temple, Master Zhenghong, has many contacts, especially with the Hengshan Guild. The Hengshan Guild also has 20% of the shares in Fanlou.
He is one of the owners, so he is also a regular customer of the store, so he left from the backyard."
Hengshan Guild is one of the six major chambers of commerce along with Houjiang Guild, Shangqiu Guild and Chuanxia Guild. Its business scope is mainly on the border between Song and Xia. When Li Yan looked at this group of monks marching in an orderly manner, he already had something in his mind.
Two guesses.
As early as when he visited the Daxiangguo Temple, he thought that during the Song Dynasty, due to the spread of Buddhism in East Asian countries, monks became a bridge between various ethnic groups, and many spies also used their identities as monks to disguise themselves.
So the group of monks with sergeant background in front of us were either spies trained by the Song Dynasty and prepared to be planted in other countries, or conversely, spies planted by enemy countries into the Song Dynasty.
Comparatively speaking, Li Yan prefers the latter because he is familiar with the operations within the Imperial City Division and has no intention of cooperating with Buddhism to cultivate professional spies. Since the official intelligence organization has not done this, other
In ministries run by scholar-bureaucrats, the possibility of doing so is even smaller, and I would not be so active in Buddhism.
And if it was an enemy spy, Dong Ping's purpose of holding the old monk hostage was also obvious. He was probably preparing to use the other party's secret channels to send him to leave the capital safely.
To be honest, compared to other channels, the methods of spies and cults are indeed more covert and safer.
"The second manifestation of Qi number is that you are good at using the forces around you to turn danger into good for yourself?"
"After all, if we take action now, these monks from the Zhenzong Temple will have to fight tooth and nail first, and invisibly protect Dong Ping."
"In that case, let's catch them all in one go!"
Li Yan wrote a note and handed it to Xiao Hei: "Leave it in the hands of Gao Tiju, and quickly surround the Zhenzhen Temple and search it. Once it is proven that enemy spies are harbored here, there is no need to be particular about Qiu Wufen when the house is searched!"
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The Imperial City of the Song Dynasty.
Compared with the annual leave of other departments, the Imperial City Department is still busy in and out.
Although the mental outlook of the officials and soldiers who came and went was inferior to that of the fast archers organized by Gongsun Zhao, it was still much better than before, and they began to take on the efficiency of an intelligence agency.
Of course, everyone would complain about working overtime during the annual vacation, not to mention that the efficiency of the Song Dynasty court was always low. Why should they be allowed to work so actively? There was not much profit and only some meager salary subsidies.
While he was complaining, he saw a group of people suddenly pouring out from inside, led by the energetic Gao Qiu.
He got on his horse, took Jiao Ting with him, and said to Gao Lian and Pei Xuan, who were on his left and right: "I'll go ahead. You must gather your men and quickly surround Zhenzhen Temple in the west of the city. This place is most likely the stronghold of the enemy's secret spies. Give them all a try."
I cheer up!"
After that, he looked at his subordinates from the Imperial City Department who were not excited, and said bluntly: "Once the evidence of the crime is confirmed, we must investigate it carefully to appease you for your hard work!"
"oh--!!"
Amidst the thunderous cheers, the only court department that went to work during the annual vacation rushed towards the fax temple like a tiger emerging from the mountain.