Chapter 271 King Kong is indestructible (first update)
Boom!
Like thunder falling before your eyes, a strong wind blowing against your face.
Just by making such a small movement as standing up and putting his hands behind his hands, Bu Lingxu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt that the person in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Like an eagle striking the sky, like a tiger roaring in the mountains.
One moment, he seemed to be just a scholar on an outing, calm and gentle, and the next moment, he seemed like a giant monster tearing off human skin to reveal its ferocious fangs.
Zhengzhengzheng~
In an instant, Bu Lingxu's spear made an uncontrollable clanging sound, his clothes and hair were thrown back, and a biting chill filled his whole body.
"How can he be so tyrannical?!"
Bu Lingxu was completely moved.
Even though he had already thought very highly of this person, he was shocked to realize at this moment that he still thought too low of him.
At this moment, he even had the terrifying illusion of facing Jilong Mountain, and the calm voice became so sharp in his heart.
Listen or die?!
Kakakka~
The five taut fingers pinched the black iron gun body and left traces. Veins popped up on his forehead. Bu Lingxu was about to burst out, but when he faced the indifferent eyes, his heart felt cold again.
He lowered his head high, and what he saw was the general arrest warrant glowing red. His chest rose and fell, and his voice became hoarse:
"Bu Lingxu, obey the order!"
Yang Yu was not surprised when Bu Lingxu lowered his head.
Although Liumen and Jinyiwei are not in a subordinate relationship, they both belong to the imperial court. With the arrest warrant in hand, they can exercise the power of arrest on their behalf. If it were Ji Longshan, he would naturally fight to the death at this time.
Of course, what is more important is force.
"Summon all the arrests in Deyang Mansion at the six gates, catch up, gather in half an hour!"
Yang Yu stood with his hands behind his hands, his voice echoed inside and outside the house:
"Take anyone with me!"
Bu Lingxu suddenly raised his head, then calmed down his expression and nodded expressionlessly:
"yes!"
Yang Yu didn't take Bu Lingxu's attitude seriously and let him go. He sat down again and began to look through the intelligence files that the former had already compiled.
Compared to the Jin Yiwei who had their ears and ears completely removed, the information on the six gates is naturally extremely complete, and the changes in Deyang Mansion in the past two years are extremely detailed.
[In the autumn of the eighth year of Qianyuan, the scorching sun lasted for several months, there was little rain in spring and summer, and many rivers in Deyang Prefecture were in danger of drying up...]
[In the spring of the ninth year of Qianyuan, because there was no snow in the winter last year, it was difficult to sow seeds in the spring, and people were already panicking. The Lord of the Palace, An Sizhi, came to comfort him and not allow the disaster to leak out.
And opened a porridge shed to provide relief...]
[In the autumn of the ninth year, there was another year of no harvest, and the severe drought could no longer be concealed. Although all major roads were cut off, the victims still had a tendency to leak...]
[There is dissatisfaction within the six gates. Many policemen are arresting the head to make a grudge and suppress it by force... There is a secret message from the Jin Yiwei, who has been stopped and killed...]
[In the winter of the ninth year, with no snow or water, the victims finally collapsed, and the leakage was unavoidable... Cao Jinlie, a member of the Jinyiwei family, entered Deyang Mansion, and the stronghold was hidden in darkness...]
[Cao Jinlie faced An Sizhi directly, and a fierce conflict broke out between the two sides. The latter was almost killed. His subordinates came forward to stabilize the situation, promised relief, and persuaded Cao Jinlie to leave...]
[Cao Jinlie led people to provide relief and secretly investigated the murder of Jin Yiwei Anzi... This person is brave and resourceful, or has discovered signs, is it...]
[The subordinates did not take action, and Cao Jinlie disappeared in Yuanming Valley...]
…
"Old Cao..."
Yang Prison took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, remembered the place where he disappeared, put away the file, and got up to go out.
Outside the main hall, many arrests and arresting officers have gathered. At a glance, there are as many as a hundred people, most of them are arrests, and only a few have bronze medals.
Looking at Yang Yu who was slowly walking out, everyone's expressions were extremely complicated, and many of them who knew him had even ugly expressions.
The flying fish suit and the embroidered spring knife were too dazzling.
Yang Yu stopped here, looked around at everyone, paused for a moment on the expressionless Bu Lingxu, and then landed on an old man with half-white beard and hair:
"How to call it?"
"Six Doors Bronze Badge to arrest the head, Wen Yingyuan!"
The old man reluctantly raised his hand and answered calmly.
"Have you been doing the intelligence gathering in Deyang Mansion?"
Yang Prison asked again.
Wen Yingyuan's face changed slightly and he looked at Bu Lingxu. The latter frowned and was about to speak when his heart suddenly jumped:
"No……"
His reaction was very quick. When he noticed something strange, the spear had already shot out, setting off a harsh sonic boom. However, it was still a moment too slow.
"You dare to kill me?!"
Wen Yingyuan's expression changed drastically, and he retreated violently and was about to draw his sword, but a fierce sword light from whom he didn't know where he came from filled his eyes.
laugh!
The long sword returned to its sheath and the human head fell to the ground.
"Why don't you dare?"
Yang Yu put away his sword, and Bu Lingxu's spear was stabbed three feet in front of him, lifting his robe.
call!
At this time, the sound of the long sword piercing the air and the roar of the air waves did not reverberate until this moment.
"How dare you kill someone in my sixth door?!"
"how dare you?!"
"Brother Wen!"
Looking at the head that fell into the dust, everyone present changed their expressions. Bu Lingxu's expression was even more ugly, but he stopped his spear.
"This gangster colluded with An Sizhi to suppress the victims and assassinate his colleagues. He should be blamed for Lingchi's crime. Killing him with one knife would give him an advantage." Gu
Yang Yu looked around coldly and landed on the gloomy face of Bu Lingxu:
"What do you think, Mr. Bu?"
Wherever his gaze went, the boiling noise in the courtyard also stopped, and everyone's eyes turned to Bu Lingxu.
"Deserves to be killed!"
Bu Lingxu dropped two words coldly, turned around and left. He was afraid that if he stayed for a moment longer, he would be unable to help but strike violently.
"It has been two years since the great disaster, and more than a million people have been killed or injured! Before such a heinous crime, let alone killing one of them, it would not be unfair to kill them all!"
With the dossier in hand and conclusive evidence, Yang Yu had no responsibility whatsoever for killing him. He coldly said a word and turned around to leave.
Only the policemen who filled the six doors of the courtyard were left behind. The headman stayed where he was. His face turned green and white, but he gritted his teeth and followed.
…
…
Under the direct sunlight at noon, the artificial lake is glowing with sparkling waves, and fish can sometimes be seen swimming around, making little ripples.
Yu Wanghai came slowly, walked across the wooden bridge, and came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
On the stove, with the fine wine warming and the aroma fragrant, Nie Wendong sat on the lounge chair, holding a fishing rod, fishing straight, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Yu Wanghai knew that this was exactly the meditation technique he learned from Thamo Cloud Sect.
This is not an internal refining method, or even a martial art. It is more similar to Buddhist meditation, which is used to calm the spirit. He learned this method by himself. In the past few decades, Nie Wendong has never slacked off.
Stand quietly in the sea of forgetfulness.
He knew very well that the state leader's temperament meant that nothing was more important than himself. If he didn't speak, it would be best for others not to speak either.
"The essence of Taoism's three refuges and five precepts is self-restraint and spiritual practice... It's been nearly twenty years, do you think it's time to take the next step?"
Nie Wendong spoke.
The voice was calm, but it scared away the fish, and ripples spread in front of him into the distance.
"In quiet practice, you can only know your progress. How can others make decisions for you?"
Yu Wanghai stood with his hands down and replied calmly.
He himself was not able to pass on the true Taoist practice, let alone pass it on to Nie Wendong.
"Is it because I don't know, or because I don't know how to do it?"
Nie Wendong suddenly laughed.
"What do you mean?"
Hearing this laughter, Yu Wanghai seemed calm on the surface, but his heart sank.
"My lord, of course I mean it literally."
Nie Wendong didn't answer, but there was an echo in the distance.
Yu Wanghai looked up.
On the other side of the artificial lake, someone was seen walking slowly, stepping on the water, and unhurriedly untied his cloak, revealing the loose monk's robe underneath.
"Amitabha."
He was a thin but strong old monk with big bones and long eyebrows. Sensing Yu Wanghai's surprise, he clasped his hands together and saluted with a smile:
"Dayanyuan, Yuanjue, I met fellow Taoist Yu."
"The monk of Dayanyuan."
The smile disappeared from Yu Wanghai's face.
According to ancient legend, the original source of martial arts was Buddhism and Taoism. Therefore, to this day, most martial arts sects in the world are related to monks and Taoism.
Dayan Temple is one of the most prestigious temples in Longyuan Taoism. It originated from Zen Buddhism. The founder of the sect was a direct disciple of Lanke Temple. It has been passed down to this day for more than a thousand years.
Because he had always been on good terms with the imperial court, he hid when the Nine Kings of the Ming Dynasty came to conquer the mountains.
Of course, what's more important is that Dayan Temple does not build a mountain gate, but builds temples in the bustling city. There are only a few people in each generation, and there are even fewer people in Moyun Sect than theirs.
What made his heart sink was not the old monk himself, but his appearance. He naturally knew what this meant.
"Your Excellency has been practicing meditation for many years, and has reached a further level..."
The old monk Yuanjue looked at Niewen Cave:
"If you are willing to become a monk and become a monk, the poor monk can teach you and me the true biography of Buddha."
"A monk?"
Nie Wendong laughed dumbly, but did not refute. Instead, he looked at Yu Wanghai and sighed slightly, as if he was sad:
"Mr. Yu, in the past twenty years, Nie has treated you well, but you have failed to trust me.
Relying on the trust of this official, he not only controlled the promotion and assessment of officials in the seven governments and made huge profits, but also concealed the disasters in various places, thus causing such a catastrophe..."
"Hehe, hahaha!"
Yu Wanghai seemed to have expected something, and he also took off his disguise. Hearing this, he sneered and laughed:
"You are right, all the faults are mine, but you don't know at all, and you haven't heard about it at all! Hahaha..."
As he spoke, his whole body was filled with vigor and vitality. How could he still be as old as before?
"Amitabha."
The old monk stood in the lake and chanted the Buddha's name, his broad robes moving in the wind.
"This is……"
Yu Wanghai's pupils shrank.
The moment the old monk recited the name of the Buddha, the skin around his body shone with golden light. This was...
"The 'Indestructible Vajra Body' of Lanke Temple?!"
The old monk smiles.
"Even now, are you still unrepentant?"
In the pavilion in the center of the lake, Nie Wendong put down his fishing rod and looked at Yu Wanghai calmly:
"You know, such a crime has brought the whole family to shame, but you and I will finally meet each other. If you surrender, I may still be able to save a sprout for you..."