Hong Ribula led a group of people to run wildly along the winding tunnel, which seemed to have no end.
He was getting more and more anxious.
He secretly thought: This is the best opportunity to kill Du He. If he misses it, he is afraid that Du He will not leave the furniture factory in the future.
Everyone turned a few corners and came to an open place. From a distance, they saw Du He standing there holding a torch.
Hong Ribula yelled: "Du He, stop!"
A huge sound echoed in the tunnel.
Du He said loudly: "Shabi, isn't this young master just standing here and not moving?"
Hong Ribula did not hesitate, raised his long sword and rushed towards Du He. From a distance, he saw him leaping up and slashing towards Du He with his scimitar.
Suddenly he turned around and pulled the arm-thick rope behind his back.
Rumble.
A heavy sound came out.
boom.
A huge iron gate fell from the sky, blocking Hongribula and Duhe.
when.
The red sun struck the iron door with a knife, causing sparks to fly.
Du He smiled slightly and said, "I have prepared a big gift for you. I hope you like it."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Hong Ribula threw away his weapon, held the big iron door with both hands and shook it, but he only heard the sound of rattling, and the iron door did not move at all.
"ah……"
Hong Ribula let out an angry roar.
Then, more than forty people all came up and pushed the iron door. They saw that the iron door was swaying, but it showed no intention of falling down.
At this moment, everyone present smelled a pungent smell.
I saw bursts of green smoke suddenly rising around me.
Everyone looked at each other.
Hong Ribula suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
Then, there was a flash of fire.
boom.
…
boom.
There was an explosion and the ground shook.
The four houses in the courtyard were immediately turned into ruins.
The group of monks behind Tan Zong all opened their eyes wide and opened their mouths in surprise.
Tan Zong said distressedly: "I spent five years building this tunnel, just to use it when Huguo Temple is in trouble one day. I didn't expect that it would be destroyed in one day. It would be destroyed in one day..."
Du He patted Tan Zong on the shoulder and comforted him: "Abbott, it's not enough to be a coward. If you want to protect yourself, you must first have strong strength. What's the point of hiding?"
Tan Zong nodded: "Master Du, you have learned a lesson."
At this time, Zhang Jian hurried over.
Du He asked: "Has everything been cleaned up?"
Zhang Jian said: "All those who stayed around to keep an eye on us have been cleared away. Even if those in the tunnel were not killed by the explosion, they would have been suffocated to death."
"That's fine, if they are all dead, they will be pure!" Du He stretched himself and said lazily.
Tan Zong hurriedly asked someone to come over: "Hurry and ask the nearby craftsmen to renovate this house."
Du He hurriedly stopped him and said: "Abbott, the renovation is so wasteful. In my opinion, it is better to build a lotus pond here. With so much fertilizer, the lotus grown will definitely be big and round. There is no need to waste it."
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When everyone heard this, they felt terrified in their hearts.
This Duhe looks harmless to humans and animals, but his method is clean and neat. More than 40 people directly made the mud for planting lotus?
With that said, Du He turned around and left: "When we go back home, remember to get my young master's iron carriage back, so that Lao Yuan will not ask me for it again."
Tan Zong hurriedly shouted: "Master Du, stay!"
Du He turned around and asked curiously: "Abbott, do you have anything else to do? This man has been killed and the fertilizer has been given to you, what else do you want to do?"
Tan Zong said with a look of shame on his face: "Master Du, then, the matter of preaching..."
Du He slapped his head, "Oh, I almost forgot, let's give the lecture early tomorrow morning. The Japanese master is tired today, so he will go to sleep first. Zhang Jian, please send a few people to help the abbot deal with the lotus pond."
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Tan Zong hurriedly arranged a room for Du He.
Then he found some monks and said, "Go to the nearby village quickly to buy chickens and buy more!"
…
Royal Palace.
Wen Buren met Li Er immediately.
"Your Majesty, I'm going to play." Wen Buren said cautiously.
Click.
Li Er was writing when the brush in his hand hit the paper and broke.
Li Er's expression changed and he asked: "Where is Du He's body?"
Wen Buren shook his head hastily: "No, Your Majesty, Du He is fine. It's just that the Wang family's assassins, as well as the Tubo Prime Minister Na Ribula's son Hong Ribula and others, a total of more than 40 people, were all lured into the guard by Du He.
All the people in the tunnels of the national temple were killed in the explosion, and Du He also made the large crater from the explosion into a lotus pond, and used the corpses of these people to plant lotus flowers!"
Li Er heard this and was speechless for a long time.
After a long while, he said leisurely: "In this way, the news about the lecture was deliberately released by Du He, and he had long known that someone would hunt him down, so he buried it in Huguo Temple in advance.
Explosives..."
Wen Buren nodded: "During this period, Du He sent people to clean up Chang'an City. The remaining members of the Wang family, Hong Ribula and others were all frightened, and they hid one after another, trying to wait for an opportunity, fearing that Du He was waiting.
It was too late, so we directly released the news and went to Huguo Temple to give lectures, and then we lured all these people out."
"Okay," Li Er said loudly, "Okay, what a good way to lure the snake out of the hole. Du He is so scheming at such a young age. I really don't know if this is a blessing or a disaster for the Tang Dynasty. This guy is like a dynamite bag.
Just the same, if you put him next to me, no one knows when he will explode!"
After hearing this, Wen Buren thought to himself, why does it sound like His Majesty is praising Duhe?
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Sikong Mansion.
Duan Yien brought the news to Changsun Wuji.
After hearing this, Changsun Wuji was speechless for a long time.
"There are more than forty people, all of whom have planted lotuses. Du He... Du He is also a little too cruel, but it suits his style. When he was chasing the Wang family and the Tubo people a few days ago, he said something,
Cutting down the weeds without eradicating the roots, the spring breeze will bring new growth, haha, at such a young age, he is really like a murderous demon." Changsun Wuji said with emotion.
Duan Yien said: "Sir, Du He has grown up. He has many masters around him, and there is also a secret organization whose movements I still haven't found out. Coupled with the explosives and cannons he invented, I'm afraid that there is no one in Chang'an City anymore.
You dare to provoke him."
Changsun Wuji suddenly became worried: "Yes, Du He used this incident to tell everyone that he is a wolf and a madman, haha... The second son is not simple! Pass the order, the people of Sikong Mansion,
Don't mess with Du He, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
"yes!"
…
Events that happened in Huguo Temple were gradually reported back to Chang'an.
Common people don't know it, but aristocratic families are spreading it quietly.
For a time, the title of Duhe Demon King began to spread again, especially the use of the corpses of more than 40 people to plant lotus flowers, which frightened many people.
Originally, many people wanted to make a fuss about Du He's killing of Gongsong Zanbu, but they quickly gave up at this time.
As for imitating revolving wooden chairs and copying "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", no one would dare to do it unless they wanted to die.