Quzhi City is the garrison of the four towns in Anxi. Over the years, countless caravan travelers, envoys from far away countries, and monks from the Hu religion have traveled here. Coupled with the reclamation and construction of the Great Xia court over the years, it has created a prosperous and prosperous place second to none in the Western Regions.
In Baochangfang, located in the south of the city, a group of uninvited guests were welcomed at this moment. More than a hundred thugs broke into the place with knives and sticks, and they beat up the merchants and customers inside without any explanation. For a while, the singers screamed, the dancers fled, and the gambling began.
They just run away to get money, while the merchants close their doors.
"stop!"
At this moment, a loud shout was heard throughout the room, and a fat, white, middle-aged man wearing a round-neck robe appeared and walked out. He seemed gentle and honest, but his movements were extremely agile. He stepped forward and punched and kicked in a dizzying manner.
He knocked down nearly ten intruders with just a few kicks.
"What kind of rat dared to come to Baochang Society to commit murder?" The fat white man grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it with his luck, directly destroying the opponent's arm.
Just when the fat white man was about to show off his skills, an arrow suddenly shot through the air. The fat white man followed the wind and caught the arrow between his fingers, which showed his excellent martial arts.
"Do you really think that the Duhufu will turn a blind eye to the use of bows and arrows in Quzhi City?" The fat white man raised his eyes and asked.
In the direction of the square gate, more than a dozen capable warriors filed in, surrounded by a young man in brocade clothes, who came forward in a domineering manner. There were also several warriors among them who bent their bows and pointed arrows at the fat white man. They would kill him with just one order.
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"Su Wangting, you set up a gambling house and brothel in Quzhi City, recruited fugitives, and extorted foreign caravans. If these things are revealed to the public, what will the Duhufu think?" A young man in brocade clothes pressed the wrong money in his hand.
The hilt of the sword has a leisurely expression, and does not look like an intruder at all.
"Master Wu, you and I are doing business in Quzhi City, and we are on the same page. There is no need to be so aggressive, right?" Su Wangting usually greeted people with a smile, but now he didn't smile at all.
Mr. Wu instead chuckled and said, "It's a good thing that the water in the well does not interfere with the river. Your Baochang Society has climbed up to the nobles of the court. The business has become more and more prosperous in recent years. Most of the newly built inner square in Quzhi Nancheng in accordance with the regulations of the imperial capital was cleverly taken away by you, Su Wangting."
, just the monthly filial piety payment is enough for you to make a lot of money."
Su Wangting's brows moved slightly and his face was gloomy, but he did not become angry because of this. Although what Mr. Wu said was true, Baochang Society did have a lot of properties in Quzhi City, and it had been amassing money in these years.
However, in the final analysis, he, Su Wangting, was just working for the nobles in the court. Without this self-awareness, Su Wangting and Baochang Society would not be able to grow in a place like Quzhi City.
"Mr. Wu's Maocai Society has so many masters and heroes. Who knows about it in the Western Regions? It was Su who made Mr. Wu laugh." Su Wangting rolled his eyes and asked, "I heard... your father is a British prince?"
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"The news is quite good." Mr. Wu picked up the riding whip, slapped his palms, and glanced left and right. More than a dozen guards rushed behind Su Wangting. There were also several barbarian archers at high places on both sides. The two sides were in a confrontation.
"It seems that Baochang Society's manpower has not been transferred by the Duhufu." Mr. Wu sighed.
Su Wangting clenched his hands slightly. Recently, a group of horse thieves and monsters in the Western Regions have been making trouble. The generals of the four towns have personally led troops to clear them out. And because there are many people under Baochang Society, many of them are scouts who are good at tracking and hunting.
Take the paper order away.
Baochang Society is currently empty. If in normal times, Su Wangting could order four to five hundred thugs with just one sentence, how could this young master Wu be allowed to speak so wildly?
"Huh? Where is your most powerful Cheng Sanwu? Isn't he here?" Mr. Wu pretended to be confused, but he couldn't hold back the smile on his face.
Su Wangting's heart sank. As Baochang Society grew bigger in Quzhi City and the Western Regions, they rarely used force, and Cheng Sanwu was the person he relied on most.
Whenever he encountered an opponent that was difficult to deal with, Su Wangting would let Cheng Sanwu take action. A few years ago, a group of barbarian bandits came to Kubera City in the west, calling themselves the Twelve Immaculate Envoys. They ignored the rules and robbed a batch of goods from Baochang Society.
, the caravan attendants had their hearts and livers cut out as sacrifices to God Hu because of their resistance.
After Su Wangting learned about this, he sent Cheng Sanwu to "ask for an explanation." So Cheng Sanwu rushed to Kubera City alone, and killed all the bandits in one night, and hung their heads on the city to demonstrate.
According to common sense, whether it is Cheng Sanwu or the Twelve Wugou envoys, doing this is an example of using force to violate the ban. However, in the Western Regions, Hu and Han people live together and have different customs. The imperial court only implements the restraint system here. Unless there is an open rebellion, otherwise
The soldiers and horses in the military town will not move lightly.
Moreover, Baochang Society also provided a lot of money to the governor's office in Quzhi City. Experts like Cheng Sanwu could also suppress some unscrupulous people and save the government a lot of trouble.
It happened that something urgent happened to pass through the Western Regions recently. Su Wangting got instructions from the nobles of the imperial court, so he sent Cheng Sanwu to pick up the escort. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wu took advantage of the situation and came in.
"Master Wu is here now to discuss business?" Su Wangting looked as usual, showing no signs of anxiety or panic.
"Indeed, I am also a businessman." Mr. Wu's smile showed a hint of ferocity: "But I prefer to do business without capital."
As soon as he said these words, the hairs on the back of Su Wangting's neck stood up. He suddenly felt the murderous intention approaching, and instinctively moved to avoid the knife from behind.
"You--" Su Wangting turned around and looked at a guard, thinking lightning in his mind, and immediately guessed that this person was bribed by Mr. Wu to find out about the situation of Baochang Society, and to attack him secretly when necessary.
Without further ado, the warrior next to Mr. Wu immediately fired an arrow. Su Wangting raised his hand and flicked it, his palms vaguely showing a silvery gray color, like pig iron, easily blocking the flying arrows.
"Up!" Mr. Wu pointed with his whip, and a warrior jumped out on each side, holding a horse-killing sword that was nearly a person tall. His moves were wide open and closed, and the sharpness was unstoppable.
Su Wangting immediately recognized that this was passed down in the army. Those who practice this kind of horse-cutting sword technique are all brave and strong. If they are not guarding the central army's headquarters, they are arranging for the governor to suppress the formation. If they are moved to the front of the formation, they usually decide the outcome of the battle.
The winning hand.
The warriors with long swords attacked from both sides, and Su Wangting's iron palms pushed across. The usually fat, gentle and kind head of Baochang Society raised his eyebrows in anger, and his sleeves were filled with strong inner energy. The iron palms and the long swords clashed, and they shouted
A loud sound.
The long sword swept and tilted, crushing the edge of the sleeve. Su Wangting let out a deep roar, and the force in his palm was like a wave. The two sword warriors felt that the opponent's palm force was like a high wall, pressing towards them.
Knowing that something was not going well, the two of them stepped back to avoid the powerful palm force. Then they stamped their feet and used their spears to stab each other with their horse-cutting swords.
Being so alert and responsive, Su Wangting knew that these two sword warriors were by no means ordinary people. They were also high-ranking captains in the army. Such people followed Mr. Wu to deal with him, and this time they were completely torn apart.
At the same time, other warrior thugs under Master Wu's command swarmed forward, and suddenly there were sounds of killing and arrows flying everywhere.
Su Wangting himself was proficient in martial arts, but faced with the fierce attack of two long sword warriors, attacking up and down, he still had no time to pay attention. He could only wave a pair of iron palms, with strong inner strength like a seal, deflecting the sword edge one after another, and at the same time looking for openings to counterattack.
"He is worthy of being the heir of Thunderhead Iron Palm. He can kill a horse with his bare hands and a long sword without any damage." Seeing the fight between the two sides in full swing, Mr. Wu praised him and drew out the golden sword from his waist.
Su Wangting was shocked and angry. He rarely took action personally in the past, and the Thunderhead Iron Palm he learned from was not a famous sect. However, Mr. Wu could easily tell the truth, which showed that the other party had already figured out his origin.
The origin is completely prepared.
Seeing that Baochang Society's men were being killed one after another, and the defeat was certain, Su Wangting did not intend to fight to the end, so he exploited the flaw, drew the two swords closer and stabbed directly into the chest, then put his palms together, tightly clamped the two horse-killing swords, and fiercely
He raised his inner strength and shocked the two warriors to drop their swords.
"Come and accept your fate!"
Mr. Wu shouted loudly at this time, and the gold-stacked sword was filled with awe-inspiring chills, and it approached Su Wangting's face with a twisting edge.
Su Wangting took a few steps back, and then turned sideways to avoid the fatal blow. At the same time, he sneaked down to save the enemy if he wanted to attack him.
The attack of the iron palm was urgent and fierce, hitting Mr. Wu right in the ribs, with 100% of the palm's strength pouring out in one fell swoop. Even a strong bull would be struck by this palm, causing its muscles and bones to be broken, and its internal organs to be rotted.
However, when the palm force was released, the ice disintegrated in an instant, just like a soft goose feather caressing it, but it was not able to hurt Mr. Wu at all.
"Spell?!"
Su Wangting was shocked for a moment. Mr. Wu must have been blessed by magic, otherwise he would not be able to dissolve the inner energy of the Iron Palm so easily.
At this time, Mr. Wu also showed a smile of success, and struck Su Wangting three times in the lower abdomen, lower jaw, and forehead in one go, directly kicking Su Wangting to the ground.
"How? Are you convinced now?" Mr. Wu couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Su Wangting huddled on the ground.
"careful!"
Just when Mr. Wu was relaxing, a warrior raised a warning. Su Wangting used lightning speed to grab Mr. Wu's ankle and tripped him down.
Mr. Wu did not expect the opponent's strange plan and fell heavily. Su Wangting took the opportunity to get up and jump up, braving the arrows from above, and forced his way out of the inner square.
"Chase! Bring him back to me, life or death!" Mr. Wu was greatly humiliated and ordered sternly.
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The majestic Tianshan Mountains, with their white snow capped into eternal glaciers, stretch for thousands of miles. The towering peaks stand like pillars. If you can overlook them from the sky, you can't help but wonder whether these mountains and rivers were built by magical craftsmen.
At the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, there is a large lake formed by the accumulation of melted glaciers. It is deep and wide, as if hanging on the top of the mountain, and the world calls it Tianchi.
Tianchi here is the origin of rivers of all sizes downstream. It is said that there is a dragon lurking in it. Every morning and dusk, the Tianchi Lake is filled with clouds and mist, and occasionally there are wind and thunder, frost and snow, and ordinary people dare not approach after hearing this.
What outsiders don't know is that the area near Tianchi is not completely deserted. A palace carved out of the mountain is located here.
Outside the stone gate of the main hall, dozens of people stood waiting. They were dressed in different colors and were in small groups. Some were silent and silent, paying attention to others, while some were talking to each other and discussing important matters——
"I don't understand. Since we already know the whereabouts of Mani Pearl, why don't we just send someone to seize it?" asked a Hu warrior.
"The leader has already made arrangements, but do you think this is easy?" The person who answered was a wealthy businessman wearing a mink fur coat: "Although the manpower escorting Mani Zhu came from the Baima Society, after many verifications, this trading company
It was founded privately by the prime minister of the Great Xia court."
"What does the Great Xia court want Mani Pearl for?" The Hu warrior was very angry and sprayed out two lines of white mist from his nostrils, showing his deep breath: "Huh! We built temples and preached in the past few years and everything went as usual, but the Emperor of Great Xia
As soon as he ascended the throne, he issued an order to ban the law and destroy the temple, which shows that he has no respect for the Great Light Lord!"
Next to him, there was a tall and thin Han man with an ancient appearance. He twisted his beard and said: "In the Great Xia Dynasty, people are full of foolishness, anger, arrogance, lust and other emotions. They are the first-class filthy demons in the world.
It is difficult to endure the wonderful teachings of Mingzun and the teachings of Mani's superior wisdom."
This Han man's tone was cadenced and he shook his head when he spoke. He did not look like a follower of the Hu religion, but he looked like an academy master.
The wealthy businessman wiped off the thin frost on his beard, concealed his embarrassment, and continued: "No matter what, the Mani Pearl is a sacred object of our religion and cannot fall into the hands of outsiders. I have already sent my men to intercept it."
The barbarian warrior looked contemptuous: "With the few people you have, can you stop me?"
"We won't let you lead those black wolf soldiers to block the trade route, right?" The wealthy businessman sneered: "Don't forget, the guards of the four towns have no intention of letting you go. Once the black wolf troops appear, they will
We have to face the encirclement and suppression by Xia Ting’s troops!”
Just as the Hu warrior was about to have a fit, the stone door of the palace slowly opened, and a bearded old man holding a copper staff, wearing a white robe and a white crown walked out. He had deep eyes and a high nose, but his beard and hair were not as fine and curly as those of the Hu warriors.
As the old man walked out, flames rose from the top of the eagle-winged bronze staff in his hand, and light and warmth enveloped the outside of the hall, protecting everyone present from the harsh cold of wind, snow, and mountains.
"See the leader!" Everyone outside the hall stopped arguing at this moment and bowed to the old man.
The white-robed leader didn't talk nonsense. He looked at the wealthy businessman and said, "Kang Fudi, all the five people you sent failed."
The wealthy businessman immediately lowered his head with an extremely ugly expression on his face: "I will send more capable manpower later to stop the Baima Society caravan and take back the sacred objects of our religion!"
"You have tried your best, but you encountered an accident." The leader of the White Robe Sect said: "Just now I looked at it with my wonderful eyes. The Baima Society was about to be destroyed, but it was suddenly saved by a master from the Baochang Society."
"Baochang Society?" Kang Fudi was slightly surprised: "Is that master named Cheng Sanwu?"
"It seems that this person is quite famous." The white-robed leader nodded slightly.
"This guy is the number one master of the Baochang Society. My subordinates inquired and learned that he had committed a major crime in the Central Plains and had no choice but to flee to the Western Regions and take refuge in the Baochang Society." Kang Fudi explained quickly.
"It seems that I have underestimated him." The white-robed leader said: "I just released a corpse vulture to pursue him a few days ago, and I was killed by this person."
The followers below looked at each other, but the white-robed leader was calm and unhurried: "Now they are taking our religious relics deep into the vast desert, intending to hide their traces instead of going directly to Quzhi City. This will make things easier for us. Now.
Chaos has broken out in various parts of the Western Region, and it is used as a cover. As long as the sacred objects are recaptured, the revival of our religion will be just around the corner! In the future, all of you will bask in the saving grace of the Great Light and enjoy boundless merit!"