"Brother Chu's appearance really shocked me." Liang An sat cross-legged on the rafting boat, slightly cupped his hands, then raised the wine glass in front of him and looked at Chu Ge, sighing.
He also didn't expect that he would finish an errand as soon as he arrived in Juling County. It was not a coincidence, it was as if the other party was waiting for him here specially.
The boatman who was punting the boat gently pushed the long wormwood in his hand, parting the ripples on both sides, allowing the boat to float slowly in the stream in the city, just like a swing, but more stable and comfortable.
Pedestrians on both sides were shouting and laughing, and on the bridge were chasing children, running across the bridge like the wind, and the laughter was still in my ears.
There were more caravans, oxcarts and carriages lined up in a long line, and you could even see camels with two humps chewing and swallowing the fodder prepared by the store in the manger outside the inn.
Liang An felt that he had not been so relaxed for a long time, and such a calm atmosphere made people feel relaxed and happy.
"Brother Chu, this place is countless times better than the southern land where I stayed. It can be called a peaceful and prosperous age." Liang An turned his head, put down the wine glass in his hand, and let out a sigh of relief.
"Is the situation in the Southland bad?"
Liang An was a little surprised that Chu Ge was closed-minded, but he did not go into details. Instead, he shook his head and said: "It's not just bad, it's simply a living hell."
He didn't really want to remember those things.
As a Daoji monk and the Imperial Court's Demon-Conquering Colonel, there were some things that he couldn't say much to others. Fortunately, the person in front of him was Chu Ge, who was also the Imperial Court's Demon-Conquering Colonel.
He didn’t know whether he had been holding it in for too long or if he had really relaxed his mind because of the fireworks. Liang An said: “In order to quell the rebellion, the officials and generals of the imperial court massacred villages one after another to sacrifice ghost soldiers, causing rampant ghosts to lose control and attack the big city.
I'll transfer there."
"I just refined the evil spirit in the city and asked me to go north again. Alas, I have to work hard."
"Going north?"
"Captain Mu passed away, we have to go and bring back his body."
When talking about this matter, Liang An was less complaining and more solemn.
The death of Brother Daoji was a big deal, let alone being killed by the leader of a cult. The so-called bringing back the body was just rhetoric, because it was difficult to leave the body. The real reason was to mobilize the Demon-Conquering School Lieutenant to go north to kill the leader of the Tenri Sect.
He was not the only one who was mobilized, there were other Demon-Conquering Colonels and even Captains. Logically speaking, the Demon-Conquering Colonels of Juling County also received the order.
That's why Liang An planned to wait for Gu Ming to come back in Juling County.
Unexpectedly, instead of waiting, Gu Ming waited for another unexpected person.
There is no doubt that Chu Ge is stronger, but precisely because of his strength, he cannot be taken lightly. Who knows how many of today's imperial qigong practitioners are loyal to the dynasty.
Chu Ge pondered.
The world is in decay, and the imperial court has made many foolish moves, leading to more and more resistance.
Because of the ongoing epidemic, many ordinary people have gained strength and are able to gather incense on a large scale. The situation that was originally easy to handle has become increasingly anxious.
"Brother Chu, why have you been hiding in Xuzhou?"
Chu Ge gave a bitter smile, he was hiding in Xuzhou, he was obviously imprisoned, and he was only released after surrendering.
Shang Ling was all taken over by Gu Ming, with the Juling County Demon Subduing Yamen as cover, and there was news that he was still alive and his vital signs were stable, so the court did not pay too much attention.
The imperial court doesn't care who dies, as long as the overall situation is stable, then in their eyes, Xuzhou is still under their rule, and the life and death of a little demon-conquering captain is not worth mentioning.
"I've come a long way and Xuzhou has become relatively stable, but I guess it won't be stable for long."
"Why?"
Chu Ge frowned. Because of the care of Chi Xuan, the six counties of Xuzhou did not cause any trouble. All monsters and ghosts were killed by the monks of the Chitian Society. However, Liang An actually said that Xuzhou would not be stable either.
"Liangzhou fell, and the Tianli Sect swept across the two states to worship the evil god. The imperial court was furious and mobilized General Bei to quell the rebellion. All those who were tainted with incense, whether they were associations or churches, would be eliminated without exception."
"Xuzhou is indeed a good place, and it is peaceful here, but Brother Chu might think that I can't see that the incense that does not belong to the dynasty here is too strong."
"I have reported this place to the imperial court, and Lieutenant Zuo will be visiting in person in a few months."
Click.
The wine glass in singer Chu's hand was immediately crushed by him.
The original atmosphere of a happy conversation between old friends disappeared, and the sound stopped abruptly. Only the auras of the two monks bloomed. It was as if at this moment, cold water vapor appeared around them, condensing into water droplets and swaying slightly.
"Brother Chu, why?"
Liang An's words broke the solemn atmosphere.
He stared at Chu Ge calmly, with no expression on his face. Looking at Chu Ge who was stunned, he sighed and said, "Brother Chu, why are you still alive, even for three years?"
Even though he had only been in the city for a short period of time, he could clearly see that the Chitian Society had grown in size and was at least not much easier to deal with than the Tianli Sect. All this was not only due to the contempt of the imperial court and the incompetence of the prefectures and counties, but also because of Chu Ge’s failure to survive.
very good.
Lieutenant Jiangmo is living peacefully, and from time to time, news reaches the Jiangmo Yamen in Juling County. How can such a person be considered missing? At most, he will be sentenced to disrespect for the superior order.
"Buzz."
"You are not as strong as me." Chu Ge turned his palms, and the wind around him seemed to be suppressed by his palms.
Liang An's coercive aura in the middle stage of foundation building came out, and he said loudly: "Brother Chu and I are different, I am not afraid of death."
He is one of the few talented people. He became a Taoist master in fifty years and was selected as the captain of the Demon-Conquering School.
In the past thirty years or so, I have killed countless demons and ghosts, including many sect monks, casual sorcerers, and evil cultivators, but I have never thought what would happen if I died.
As he said, he is not afraid of death.
…
Northwest land.
Senzhou.
The steaming heat turned into a vast white mist, and a figure stepped through the mist and breathed into his curled hands: "The temperature here is really uncomfortable, not as good as home..."
When he mentioned his hometown of Xuzhou, the man couldn't help but laugh, licking the corners of his mouth as he reminisced about the delicious food from his hometown.
The person next to him came up and patted him on the shoulder: "Zhang Cheng, I'm thinking about something delicious, and my mouth is watering. Today I have to go to the stronghold to listen to the Dharma Master's sermon. If I get there late, I won't get a good seat."
"Let's go now."
"Who is the Dharma Master who came?"
"I heard that he was a listener who followed the Great Master back then."
"real?!"
Zhang Cheng exclaimed and couldn't help but speed up his steps.
He has only been a member of the religion for a short period of time. He has just become a secular practitioner. He has not yet been taught the true magic weapon and cannot use his magic power. However, the Dharma practitioners are different. They are still above the hall masters and are monks with considerable magic power.
I heard from the talisman at the stronghold that Chitian will honor Chitianjun. Because Tianjun sympathized with the world, he sent down scriptures to the great master. The great mage relied on Tianjun's scriptures to cure diseases and save people.
After that, like-minded people will join the guild in a steady stream. Once recognized by the great mage, they can be granted the true magic weapon and have the ability to cast spells.
"How much good deeds have you accumulated?"
"It's still a bit short, not enough to be promoted to Talisman."
"..."
The two of them walked all the way to Yitiaofang City, walked in from the small door and came to a courtyard.
The yard was a little dilapidated, and many people in ragged clothes had already arrived. The entire Kangfang was their territory, and the Chamber of Commerce paid for it. With so many people walking around to look after it, ordinary gangsters did not dare to trespass.
The people in the courtyard either carried their own rough little horses, or sat on the ground, opening the thin booklet in their hands, which described the teachings and thoughts of the Chitian Society.
Tu Shanjun didn't want to talk too much about a belief, so he never compiled scriptures that deceived people's minds. The pamphlets talked about the most basic things of the great religion, which is to bring peace.
Several of the verses are mostly used to condense incense, and the second half of the verses use the condensed incense to form protection to protect themselves from minor illnesses and disasters.
Standing on a one-foot-high platform was a middle-aged man with only a few red patches on his body. He was directing the young and strong people to walk, making porridge or distributing incomplete low stools, and settling the gathered believers.
"When will the Dharma Master arrive?"
"It's already here."
A monk in red robes appeared next to the man and said with a smile: "Master Chen Zhengcai sat down and walked the Dharma Channel, and met the master of the Senzhou Altar."
The altar leader in Zhou hurriedly raised his hands and shouted: "Don't dare, don't dare."
The altar leader is just someone who organizes the people. There are five altar leaders like him in Senzhou, but only three arrived today, and two others did not show up for unknown reasons.
This is already the second month that Chen Zhengcai has arrived in Senzhou. He has preached in three strongholds, and there are thousands of refugees in each place. This county is not an easy place to live, and there is no telling when a military disaster will happen.
to spread.
"Master Chen, both Liangzhou and Beizhou have fallen into the hands of the Tianli Sect. Recently, there have been more disasters caused by the refugees. Please tell Master Chen when you go back that you should move the people to Xuzhou."
Chen Zhengcai nodded and said: "It is precisely because of this that I came here. The Archmage sent a caravan to bring enough food and will take some devout believers to Xuzhou."
"I feel relieved now."
"I think everyone can't wait, so let's ask the Master to give a sermon."
"good."
Chen Zhengcai praised, and just took out a piece of wood carving and stone sculpture from his arms, and suddenly found that the statue in his hand fell off his hand. His eyes widened suddenly. It turned out that it was not the statue that fell to the ground, but the hand holding the statue fell from his wrist.
separated.
Blood spurted out three feet like a pillar.
The palms that were still clenched fell to the ground with a clatter.
Chen Zhengcai grabbed his broken wrist, then kicked up the wrist that fell on the ground, connected it to his own wrist, and forcibly connected the wound with magic power.
The magic power of the incense turned into light rising into the sky.
"Chitian..."
"bass."
As the light flickered, Chen Zhengcai suddenly felt that his body had become much lighter. When he came back to his senses, he realized that his head had fallen off from his neck.
Gulu rolled like this and spilled his blood on the table.