Chapter 703: When the devil star passes by, every family is wiped out
"Strong man, this Fanlou backyard is not for outsiders to come and go casually. I am still a bit thin in the capital..."
"Don't talk too much, just lead the way!"
"I wonder if the strong man can let me go and let a disciple from the temple come over. The strong man is leaving Beijing and going north. If he is in a hurry, he should make preparations early..."
"I'm sorry you don't dare to play any tricks. Let them prepare quickly. I'm leaving tonight!"
Master Zhenghong was let go, and he rubbed his bruised arm, secretly thinking that this man had such a strong hand, and then his eyes flickered.
As a spy, every question he asked had an ulterior motive. He and Dong Ping didn't talk for long. Apart from the other person's name and hometown, he didn't ask about his family background, personality, aspirations, character, and even the things he had committed.
We all understand everything.
What surprised Master Zhenghong the most was why Dong Ping wanted to leave in such a hurry.
"The recent major events in the capital are the fire in Prince Jian's Mansion, and the murder of the prefect of Kaifeng and the imperial censor Zhongcheng."
"This person left Beijing in a hurry at this time, and even did not hesitate to use the enemy's spy route. Could it be related to these cases?"
Compared to Master Zhenghong, who knew everything about himself, Dong Ping squinted his eyes and was full of contempt.
Deep down he looked down on Xixia people.
It has only been sixty-three years since the founding of the Xixia Kingdom. During this period, there have been battles with Renzong, Yingzong, Shenzong, and Zhezong. Don't think that the early rumors "Xia Song never stood up, Han Qi is not surprising". He won several battles.
Xixia is so powerful. In fact, as early as the Renzong Dynasty, Li Yuanhao launched wars one after another, which had already reduced the people's power in the country.
When it comes to mutual trade later, once the Song Dynasty closes its market, it can tightly choke Xixia's neck and cause chaos in the other side's country. In addition, the Xixia army has not been able to take much advantage in field battles, so many warriors regard the Western Territory as
In a place where military exploits are accomplished, there is a sense of superiority deep in one's bones.
People always have a chain of contempt. The warriors had a low status within the Song Dynasty and were at the lower level of the chain of contempt, so they could only look down on foreigners. Even if they sometimes suffered miserably externally, it did not prevent them from despising the barbarians.
Dong Ping was a person who regarded himself very highly, but influenced by the atmosphere, he felt even more superior. For a moment, he understood why the eunuch Jia Xiang still kept a fax to teach his den, even though he knew about the other party's existence.
It's just a disease of scabies.
Although it wasn't a big problem, there was one thing he still didn't understand. If Jia Xiang kept Xixia spies, it was because the other party had to pay money on time every month. So far, he had bribed a huge sum of 300,000 yuan, and the officials were trying to
what?
At this moment, Master Zhenghong suddenly asked: "A few days ago, there was a fire in Prince Jian's mansion. Did the strong man know about it?"
Dong Ping said casually: "I've heard of it."
Master Zhenghong asked: "What do you think, strong man?"
Dong Ping thought of his doubts just now, combined with the fire in Prince Jian's Mansion, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Did you set this fire?"
"The matter in Prince Jian's Mansion is indeed related to us, but it is not our fault..."
Master Zhenghong has basically confirmed that this person was not involved in the fire in Prince Jian's Mansion. Is it a murderous case that wiped out the entire family?
This person is obviously not the Ding Run on the wanted notice, could he be an accomplice? But since he is not on the wanted notice, it means that he has not been found out, so why should he be afraid of being an accomplice? Ding Run has not been caught yet!
Not to mention the old monk's eyes flashing, thinking about what Dong Ping had committed and how he could catch him and make him work for Dabai Shangguo. Dong Ping thought that this person who personally admitted that the matter of Prince Jian's Mansion was related to him , secretly stunned: "I didn't expect that the official family actually burned his own brother to death, and still contacted the Western thieves. The Tian family really did everything they could to fight for the throne!"
"It's a pity that I have no evidence, otherwise I would threaten the officials..."
"Well, that won't work either, so stop thinking so wildly!"
The two of them got on the horse with different thoughts. Dong Ping and Master Zhenghong were side by side in the middle. They ran all the way through the streets until they reached the west of the city. There was a stretch of temples in front of them.
Dong Ping met Qi Dao: "I didn't expect that your fax temple is quite big. Why is it not famous in ordinary times?"
Master Zhenghong said: "With the Daxiangguo Temple in the capital, how can other temples have the chance to stand out?"
Dong Ping sneered: "Why, you, the den of Western thieves, still want to become the number one Buddhist temple in the Song Dynasty?"
Master Zhenghong smiled gently, stretched out his hand and said: "We all worship the Buddha, so how can we distinguish between superior and inferior? Warriors please!"
A group of people entered the Fax Temple through the back door and soon arrived at a magnificent Buddhist hall.
Although not as grand as those in Daxiangguo Temple, the Buddha statues are also bright in color and rich in texture. Under the shadow of the moonlight, they appear to be delicate and exquisite in shape. They are lifelike whether they are standing, leaning, sitting or lying down.
Dong Ping thought of the previous conversation and sneered: "As expected of a temple that can bribe 300,000 yuan. The incense money of my Song Dynasty has gone into the hands of Western thieves like you, and then bribed the castrated dogs in the palace in order to survive. A small country Weak people are so ridiculous!"
Master Zhenghong's eyes twitched, and he came to sit on the futon in front of the hall. The monks around him lit candles. Under the dim light, he said: "I am here, let them prepare some vegetarian meals for the strong men to enjoy!" "
Dong Ping was not at ease at all: "I won't touch the food in your temple. Send someone to send me away quickly. Old monk, I put my words first. If you play any tricks on the road and get away from me, I will When you come back, your entire temple will be killed!"
Master Zhenghong said: "There are hundreds of monks in my monastery, but there are not many with my status. Do strong men want to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
Dong Ping took it for granted: "Those people died because they were implicated by you Western thieves. What does it have to do with me?"
Master Zhenghong narrowed his eyes, knowing that it was time to test: "Since the strong man is so ruthless, then who is responsible for the massacre of Wu Juhou, the prefect of Kaifeng, and the murder of Zhao Tingzhi's family, the censor Zhongcheng?"
Faced with the sudden questioning, Dong Ping tried to control his emotions, but his face still changed, and his voice subconsciously raised: "Of course it's Ding Run! Didn't you read the wanted notice?"
Master Zhenghong immediately had the answer in his mind and was very surprised. He did not expect that the person in front of him was really related to the murder of a senior official of the Song Dynasty. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, good, good, good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside, and powerful figures appeared one after another. They were all monks from the temple, holding swords, sticks, and even a few crossbows.
They slowly walked into the main hall, and under the candlelight, long black shadows were drawn out, covering Dong Ping in them.
Facing the encirclement of the monks in the temple, Dong Ping remained unmoved and looked at ease: "You are so courageous, you actually want to attack me? Old monk, since I followed you into the temple, am I afraid of the siege by your men?"
Master Zhenghong said: "I believe in the strong martial arts of strong men, but if there is a conflict, I am afraid that both of us will lose, and we will not be able to see the light. If the court discovers that there is something fishy in the murder case, what will happen to the strong men?
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Dong Ping endured it again and again, but still stood up suddenly, gritting his teeth and said: "That's nonsense, I have nothing to do with the case of extermination!"
Master Zhenghong smiled peacefully: "I'm afraid that when the government finds a strong man, they won't think so... But you don't have to worry, the meeting is destined. When you are desperate, our appearance is the Buddha in the underworld.
Guidance in the underworld!"
Dong Ping glared at him fiercely and held the gun in his hand: "Hey, what do you want? Tell me!"
The monk not far away clenched his weapon warily, but Master Zhenghong waved his hand calmly and issued a recruitment message in a sincere tone: "The crimes committed by the strong men are something that the Song court cannot tolerate, and I understand that the country is thirsty for talents.
In the early years, Zhang Yuan and Wu Hao were both reused by His Majesty Jingzong, and..."
Poof!
Just as he started, and there was still a long paragraph to say, Master Zhenghong's voice suddenly stopped.
His expression froze, and he looked down at Dong Ping's spear tip piercing his chest. The force turned his internal organs into pulp. He must kill him with one strike. Then he looked at Dong Ping's face and said in a trembling voice: "You
……Why……"
"What kind of despicable person are you? How dare you talk sweet words here? How can a hero like me, Dong Ping, be threatened by you Western thieves!"
What answered him was that Dong Ping shot the killer with pain and then withdrew his gun.
Facing this unconventional and vicious man, Master Zhenghong opened his mouth, but without saying another word, he hit the ground heavily and refused to close his eyes.
"Host!!"
Amidst the monk's shrill shouts, Dong Ping, who had announced his name, suddenly turned around and faced the encirclement of dozens of monks. Instead of retreating, he advanced: "Die all of them!"
A fierce battle broke out in the hall, and amid the flickering candlelight, a figure was seen holding two spears, marching between the monks like a ghost, causing clouds of blood to spray and splash on the Buddha statue.
When the solemn Buddha statue was stained with the stinking blood and turned into a ghost-like appearance, Dong Ping strode out of the temple, covered in blood, and his brows were full of bravery and ferocity.
The sense of crisis still existed, but he became red-eyed. Not far away, he saw a group of novice novices passing by after finishing their evening classes. He pounced on them, picking at them.
Amidst the shrill screams, corpses lay scattered all over the ground. Dong Ping felt that this was not enough, so he simply took the sword and chopped people on sight.
Suddenly, the temple was filled with blood, and the monks were so frightened that they ran away in a swarm.
It was at this time that Gao Qiu led the Imperial City Division to arrive outside the temple. Since there were not many people during the Chinese New Year period, he felt a little dwarfed by such a large temple when he heard shouts rising from inside, creating a huge chaos.
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Gao Qiu's face changed drastically, and he immediately ordered Gao Lian and Pei Xuan: "We can't wait any longer, go in immediately! Remember, we are short of manpower. We will try to catch as many people as possible alive and torture them to get more information. But as long as the thieves resist even a little bit, they will be killed without mercy."
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"yes!!"
Compared with the arrest of Renduo Wei Zhong, the order at this time seemed much more rational. Gao Lian and Pei Xuan took the orders to lead the team. Before, they listened to the officer's promise and looked at this extremely wealthy Buddhist temple. The Imperial City Secretary
The enthusiasm from top to bottom was instantly mobilized, and they rushed in with a roar.
There were officers and soldiers in the front yard and strong beams in the back yard. Except for those who surrendered on the ground, all the others in the temple were either shot with crossbows or picked to death with double guns.
When the two sides met front to back, they happened to kill each other.
When Dong Ping saw the officers and soldiers, he finally woke up. Taking advantage of the darkness, he turned over, jumped over the wall, and ran away.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh——
After the crossbow arrow failed, Gao Lian saw more monks running around, but did not chase them and continued towards the backyard where there were more people.
Li Yan took Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei took Shi Shi and followed them all the way here. Seeing this development, they couldn't help but sigh: "When the Demon Star passed by, every family was really wiped out. These people were actually trying to protect Dong Ping from disaster.
"
Xiao Hei looked serious and asked: "Meow?"
Li Yan nodded: "Yes, during this process, Dong Ping's energy is depleting. When the energy is exhausted, it will be time for him to return to a normal person..."
Under Shishi's envious gaze, Xiao Hei continued to ask: "Meow?"
Li Yan smiled and said: "Of course, we don't have to wait until that time. We will follow. If Dong Ping is involved with good people, we will stop him. If we find a den of thieves like the Fax Temple again, I have to thank him. Before leaving Beijing,
Eliminate all these worries!"
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"What's the noise?"
In an inconspicuous house a street away from the Zhenzhen Temple, each Taoist priest was alarmed. They all looked in this direction, and then used magic to explore and listen to the movement there.
After understanding the situation, the leading Taoist priest walked into the house and reported to an old Taoist nun sitting on the cloud bed: "Master, the Fax Temple has been confiscated by the Imperial City Secretary, and it seems that the group of Xixia people can't hide it.
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The old Taoist nun originally closed her eyes and meditated, her face paler than snow. Now she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said coldly: "The Imperial City Division expelled our Jingfa Division, which led to its decline.
After all, except for Ding Run who has some skills, there is no decent expert. I didn’t expect that in just half a year, it would regain its momentum in the hands of Gao Qiu. It’s really unpredictable in the world!”
The Taoist showed a look of resentment: "If Gao Qiu hadn't raided the Houjiang Guild, we wouldn't be hiding like this! Master, the Imperial City Division doesn't have many capable people now. The disciples can definitely find an opportunity to join the generals guild."
This Gao Qiu was stabbed to avenge the destruction of his family! Didn’t those stupid people call him Qingtian? Let them see what happened to Qingtian!"
The old Taoist nun shook his head: "There is no need to do anything unnecessary! This Gao Qingtian was able to raid the temple and arrest the Western thieves during his annual vacation. The Song Dynasty could not tolerate such people for long, and everyone in the world would see his fate by then.
Better than our assassination..."
The Taoist looked astonished: "Master is wise!"
"who?"
Just as he was expecting that scene to come early, a low voice sounded outside. The Taoist's face changed slightly, and he immediately came out and saw a murderous, bloody man running into the backyard and confronting his brothers.