He Shilie Hu La breathed a long sigh of relief, ran over quickly, picked up Tang Kuowu and was about to leave.
Feng Zhou asked casually: "Are you a Taoist cultivator from the Kingdom of Jin?"
He Shilie Hu La pondered for a moment and decided to tell the truth in front of him: "Yes, we are worshipers from the Kingdom of Jin and were ordered to escort the noble lady to Lin'an. The noble lady admires this young girl, so he invited her to be his guest. He has no other intention. But
Since there is a Taoist priest blocking the way, we are ashamed and know that we are outmatched, so we have to retreat."
Turns out to be a native of Jin?
I thought these two guys were subordinates of the Great Witch King Hong Zhong, and wanted to keep them alive to investigate the information, but I didn't expect that they were actually from the Jin Kingdom.
I should have known they should have been killed en masse.
The monarchs and ministers of the Song Kingdom have already knelt down and licked the Jin Kingdom to the extreme, even killing Yue Fei. If they killed these two guys, it would not help the situation at all, and it might also allow those scumbags like the monarchs and ministers of the Song Kingdom to find an excuse to exploit the people.
Forget it, I am already a Taoist, and what I pursue is immortality and immortality. What does the court affairs have to do with me?
Besides, you have to keep your word. If I say I will kill your whole family... No, if I say I will spare your life, I will spare your life.
"Okay, you go, go back and tell your master that Pindao Fengzhou is living in Lin'an. If you continue to pester him, Pindao will naturally not stand by and watch. When the time comes, he will kill you and cut off your cultivation. Don't say anything.
Not prepared."
Feng Zhou said calmly.
He Shilie nodded wildly, hugged Tang Kuowu and left.
But Feng Zhou felt uneasy.
Poor Taoists are people who practice Taoism. What they pay attention to is the supreme forgetfulness of love. Why should they covet the things of the mortal world?
Feng Zhou thought in his mind,
But even though I think so, I feel uneasy.
Because he thought about the scene in the Republic of China when he braved a hail of bullets to kill Kawashima Yoshiko and Doihara Kenji, as if it was a world away.
No, he has indeed passed away.
"Feng Dao Chang, Feng Dao Chang."
Xiaoqing's voice came from my ears.
Feng Zhou was startled for a moment, woke up from his memories, looked at Xiao Qing and said: "Miss Qing, if my prediction is correct, the other party has back-up plans. If you want to completely resolve this matter, you'd better leave Lin'an."
"What? I want to leave Lin'an?" Xiao Qing was very unhappy.
She grew up in West Lake. West Lake is her home and Lin'an is her residence. She has lived there for five hundred years. How could she leave casually?
Feng Zhou nodded and said: "The magic skills of these two people are already superior to yours. The people behind them have stronger magic power, and you are no match. Facing such an opponent, if the enemy advances, we retreat, and if the enemy retreats, we advance.
This is the way to protect yourself.”
"But, this is Lin'an, not the Kingdom of Jin in the north." Xiao Qing said anxiously.
"Haha, Emperor Zhao Guan's family of the Song Dynasty was a vassal of the Kingdom of Jin. They tried their best to grovel in front of the Jin people. What's the difference between Jin people in Lin'an and their own back garden?" Feng Zhou sighed.
"But you will help me, right?" Xiao Qing looked at Feng Zhou with an anxious expression.
"Me?" Of course Feng Zhou doesn't care about the little girl's pity, but he won't refuse to act chivalrously and help those in need: "It's okay to help you, but I don't know when the enemy will come. I can't always be with you.
Are you around?"
"What's wrong with this?" Xiao Qing completely abandoned her hatred for Feng Zhou and turned to dependence. She just looked straight at Feng Zhou, her eyes watery and full of expectation.
"My younger sister has great admiration for Taoist Master Feng, and my sister and I are both Taoists. My sister's official is the doctor of Baohe Hall, and my brother-in-law is Li Captou. We are not outsiders. You come to my house as a guest.
, everyone must be very welcome.”
Feng Zhou's heart moved. He took a closer look at Xiao Qing, thought about it carefully, and said, "Let me do some calculations."
He counted with his fingers and a hint of smile appeared on his lips: "That's fine, I will go to your house to visit you at noon tomorrow."
Say it and turn around.
"Feng Taoist Priest! Feng Taoist Priest." Xiaoqing shouted repeatedly behind him, but Feng Periodic Table turned a deaf ear and strode away.
"Really, just leave." Xiao Qing looked at Feng Zhou's retreating figure, stamped her feet angrily, bit her lips lightly, revealing her neat and white teeth.
"He said he would visit Taoist's house at noon tomorrow. Could it be that the other party's great master will go to Taoist's house tomorrow noon? Huh! With my sister by your side and the help of the Taoist priest, let's see what you Jin people can do?"
"I've been out for too long. I have to go back quickly to discuss this matter with my sister."
Xiaoqing thought wildly, took a look at the place where Feng Zhou disappeared, and then ran towards home.
After this incident, Feng Zhou had already returned to Nanping Mountain.
He stood in the pavilion and sat with his eyes closed for a long time. Suddenly he opened his eyes and let out a long breath of white breath.
"The secret shows that the person who will visit Li Gongfu's house tomorrow is Wu Yan'alin, the great wizard of the black witch sect of the Jin Kingdom? I remember hearing my senior brother Wang Wenqing mention it once. This black witch sect is a major sect between the white mountains and black waters of Liaodong.
Everyone has great magic power, and the great wizard is even more powerful and powerful in the region. I am afraid that only the royal family of the Jin Kingdom can take such a person under his command as a worshiper."
"But the only one who can bring such a great master to Lin'an is the Emperor of Jin, Wan Yanliang, who was defeated by Yu Yunwen!"
"Because the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin came to Lin'an and enjoyed the treatment of superiors, they naturally did not need the masters of the Wu clan to protect them. The only one who can do such a thing is the emperor. This man is ambitious and ambitious, so
Following the example of King Wuling of Zhao who visited Qin, he visited the Southern Song Dynasty as an envoy. It seems that this person's southern expedition to the Song Dynasty is not far away."
"Although I don't know how long I will stay in this world, since I have come here, I must establish my divine power."
"It can't change the fate of the two countries, it can't kill the treacherous ministers, and it can't kill foreign kings, but it can destroy that bullshit black witch sect to warn the world that otherwise it will not be understood!"
Feng Zhou looked at the West Lake in the distance and spoke calmly.
At this moment, he had completely forgotten the entanglement in his heart.
…
The beauty of West Lake lies not in the water, but in the water surrounded by mountains.
The beauty of West Lake lies not in the water surrounded by mountains, but in the fact that it is right on the edge of the city.
The beauty of West Lake lies not in the water surrounded by mountains near the city, but in the cultural landscape accumulated over thousands of years.
Wan Yanliang was already immersed in the beautiful scenery of West Lake.
He was the young man sitting in that luxurious carriage, and he was also the emperor of the Jin Kingdom.
He has been in power for several years and has already firmly controlled the situation, so he has already begun to plan the next step, going south to destroy the Song Dynasty.
In order to achieve this goal, he did not hesitate to imitate King Wuling of Zhao, pretending to be an envoy of the Kingdom of Jin, visiting the Kingdom of Song, and at the same time appreciate the beautiful places in the south of the Yangtze River.
At this time, he was walking by the West Lake, holding his hands behind his back, immersed in the beautiful scenery of the West Lake.
There were three people accompanying him.
One of them was elegant and elegant, like a Confucian scholar, but he had an incongruous and cold aura all over his body.
Not long after, a man ran over. Before he even got close, he knelt down and kowtowed from a distance: "He Shi Lie Hu La pays homage to the Lord."
"Get up." Wan Yanliang looked back and said, "How is it?"
"I will report to your lord, the woman possesses magic. While we were chasing, we were intercepted by a Taoist priest. Tang Kuowu was also seriously injured. I know I am outmatched, so I can only return and report to your lord."
"It's just a woman who made such a big noise."
Wan Yanliang didn't take it seriously and said to the cold Confucian scholar beside him: "I'll leave this matter to you."
"I will obey the Lord's wishes." The cold Confucian scholar smiled and nodded.