When this idea appeared in Wu Zhi's mind, he was immediately startled.
Because this idea is so creative.
And it doesn't seem to be very complicated to implement.
Wu Zhi returned to Wu's Sporting Goods Corporation and planned to close the shop and go home after counting the money he earned today.
But at this moment, an extremely noisy sound suddenly came from outside the door.
This sound seemed to be mixed with the shouts of several men.
Curious, Wu Zhi placed the scattered silver coins in his hand on the counter.
Then, he came to the door and looked around.
I saw a monk wearing gray cloth robes and carrying a Zen staff, running as fast as he could.
Behind him were more than twenty burly men armed with simple knives and dressed in fine clothing, chasing after him.
Such a scene suddenly made Wu Zhi feel a shiver in his heart, and then he murmured to himself.
Could it be that the fat monk holding a Zen staff in front is the flower monk Lu Zhishen?
I think that leopard-headed Lin Chong has been sent to Cangzhou for some time.
By now, Gao Qiu probably knew that Lin Chong had been rescued by Lu Zhishen.
If we calculate the time, the monk holding the Zen staff just now might really be Lu Zhishen who returned to Kaifeng to find out about Lady Lin and was discovered by Gao Qiu's minions.
At this time, Wu Zhi was both excited and excited.
Because Lu Zhishen, the flower monk, was his favorite character in the entire original work.
This person not only has a great sense of loyalty, but also has a kind heart and is very willing to fight against injustice.
These two points can already be seen from the fact that he escorted Lin Chong all the way and beat Jin Cuilian to death in Nazhen Guanxi just to meet him once.
At the same time, the original author also liked the character Lu Zhishen very much.
Therefore, he was given the best ending, sitting in transformation and ascending to heaven.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhi didn't care whether he accepted the money or not. He picked up the rattan stick placed in the corner and wanted to go out and lend a helping hand.
But as soon as his feet crossed the threshold, his figure stopped.
Although it was almost late at night, we occasionally encountered some late-night watchers.
If those people reported his actions tonight to the government, the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhi turned around and went upstairs, putting on the clothes he took off from Gao Yanei's servant last time.
Then, he found a black hat to keep out the rain and put it on his head.
The moonlight outside is darker tonight. If you are far away, you can't see clearly who is covered under the black hat.
By the time Wu Zhi finished all this, the trace of the group had already been lost.
Feeling anxious in his heart, he hurried out with his cane stick in hand.
I ran all the way and looked around.
I don't know how far I ran, but suddenly I heard the sound of weapons clashing from not far away.
Wu Zhi was overjoyed, so he hurried towards the voice.
Half a quarter of an hour later, I finally met the group of people on the edge of the secluded city wall.
At this time, there were more than twenty men in black clothes, dressed in smart clothes, surrounding a fat monk holding a Zen staff with an angry look on his face.
I don't know if it was because of the fierce fighting, but the gray monk's robe on his upper body was already hanging down on his waist.
The extremely eye-catching large tattoo on her back was exposed.
When Wu Zhi saw it, he immediately thought, this must be Nahua Monk Lu Zhishen.
The reason why Lu Zhishen was called Flower Monk by others was not because he drank alcohol, ate meat, or lusted after women.
It's because there are large embroidery tattoos on his body.
These twenty or so men in black were able to force Nahua Monk Lu Zhishen into a corner. They must have great skills.
If Wu Zhi didn't help him today, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape.
But Wu Zhi knew his own trade very well, and was afraid that if he took action rashly, not only would he not be able to help others, but he would become a burden to Lu Zhishen.
Wu Zhi, who was anxious in his heart, suddenly thought of an idea as his thoughts whirled in his mind.
Although this idea is not a foolproof solution, it can at least help Nalu Zhishen reduce some of the pressure of being besieged.
I saw him first taking off the black hat on his head, and then walked towards the fighting people.
When he came to a place less than six meters away from the men in black, he suddenly shouted loudly.
"You people are really useless, you can't even handle a mere monk!"
"What an embarrassment to the captain."
This sudden loud shout immediately confused the group of people who were still fighting for their lives in the distance.
When the men in black holding swords jumped out of the battle circle, their sharp eyes were directed towards Wu Song.
When I saw this man in front of me, dressed as a servant of the Taiwei Mansion, I couldn't help but feel doubtful in my heart.
But before these people could speak, Wu Zhi pointed at several of the men in black with both fingers.
"What else are you looking at?"
"You, you, you, and you, come here!"
"The lieutenant has new instructions."
The black men who were pointed out didn't know why. They looked at each other first, and then came to Wu Zhi's side with some caution.
The remaining people still surrounded Lu Zhishen in the fighting circle, and started to chop him with their swords.
Wu Zhi looked at the five people walking towards him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
He now regrets a little, why when he came here this time, he held a rattan stick instead of a knife.
When the five people walked up to Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi lowered his voice and his expression was extremely mysterious.
"Lieutenant Gao told me to take Lu Zhishen..."
When Wu Zhi said this, he suddenly looked behind the five men in black with horror on his face.
It was as if something extremely terrifying was happening behind them at this moment.
This couldn't help but make the five black men feel trembling in their hearts, so they all turned their heads and looked behind them.
But at this moment, Wu Zhi suddenly raised the rattan stick in his hand, aimed at two of them, and used all his strength to hit them on the back of the head.
At this moment, he was as powerful as a mighty man.
And Wu Zhi also has this confidence. Even a stubborn rock will be smashed to pieces by this stick.
There was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, mixed with endless murderous intent whizzing past.
And those men in black are also a group of masters who have experienced hundreds of battles.
Even though everyone turned their backs to Wu Zhi at this time, they still responded quickly.
When he suddenly turned around, he also picked up the simple knife in his hand.
But their speed was still a beat slower.
In the blink of an eye, only two pops were heard.
The heads of the two black men were like exploding watermelons at this moment, with red and white stuff spraying everywhere.