The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 681

The host Du Kong continued: "...Although it is only the taxes of a few villages, if the news spreads, the cities and towns under our rule will certainly follow suit and pay taxes. Thousands of monks and soldiers from the monastery have gathered to fight the fire everywhere, I am afraid that they will be burnt out and suffer heavy losses!"

"Therefore, we must nip the danger in the bud!" Dukong said, while making up his mind bitterly: "In my opinion, if you take five hundred monk soldiers to encircle and suppress this Chen Zhao, will you be successful?" ?”

Buxu closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes, and slowly shook his head: "Brother, this person's martial arts are too strong, and he is definitely not a stalker. To treat us, I am afraid that within half a month, the five hundred monks and soldiers will be completely lost, and my junior brother will also die in the temple. For the sake of Miyin Temple, it is okay for the younger brother to die in the temple, but our Miyin Temple is afraid that we will not be able to protect it. How can we be worthy of the centuries-old heritage of Miyin Temple?"

"What?" Dukong was startled, and finally figured out the level of Chen Zhao's martial arts, "His martial arts are so advanced? Does he need the help of the Zhonghua Pavilion?"

When Du Kong said this, he shook his head: "The one in the Zhonghua Pavilion is round inside and square outside, and he is well-rounded. He likes to deal with those muddy legs the most. I'm afraid it's not right to be biased towards that young man. .”

Putting his palms together, Buxu sighed: "What brother said is timely, the one from Zhonghua Pavilion is indeed such a character. If we really invite him, I'm afraid we won't be able to step down when the time comes, so let him play the erhu with peace of mind."

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, Junior Brother, for the sake of my survival and safety in Miyin Temple, you must find a way."

After listening to the abbot's order, Fuxu frowned for a long time, really couldn't figure it out.

Hai Deng, who has been silent all this time, said with a smile: "Brother Abbot, Brother Wuxu, why worry, I have a plan to drive away wolfs and tigers."

"Oh, why don't you hurry up and tell me." Du Kong asked quickly, his eyes lit up.

Although Hai Deng's martial arts are common, but when it comes to tactics, they are the same. Every time he comes up with a clever strategy, it is amazing.

"Brother, do you know who this weird young man is making a fuss about?"

"Didn't you mean an old man in that nameless mountain village? Could it be that this person has an unusual status." Du Kong asked doubtfully.

"Exactly, the old man's name is Zhang Lu, and he has a granddaughter named Ling'er who has a pet monkey named Fire Monkey." Hai Deng said with a smile.

"Zhang Lu, Xiao Ling'er, Fire Monkey?" Du Kong was startled, looked at Buxu, and suddenly realized: "So this old man is a clay bodhisattva!"

"Exactly, two senior brothers, this mud bodhisattva leaked too many secrets back then. He was condemned by heaven. His wife died, his son and daughter-in-law were also killed, and there was only one little granddaughter left by his side. In order to avoid harassment from countless sects in the world, he had to hide When I arrived at this small mountain village under our jurisdiction, I usually wore a human skin mask, and the three of us knew about it at the time."

Hai Deng said lightly.

Dukong and Fuxu looked at each other, and Fuxu said in doubt: "Of course I remember this, but this clay bodhisattva has no power to restrain a chicken, and he lives in seclusion here. Most people don't know about it, but how did he do it?" article?"

"The two senior brothers don't know something. Ten years ago, this clay bodhisattva gave Xiongba, the leader of the Tianxiahui, the fate for the first half of his life. Xiongba is determined to forge ahead, sweeping the world, laying down iron barrels, so he also began to think about his life for the rest of his life, looking for clay bodhisattvas everywhere."

Hai Deng said with a smile, he is in charge of intelligence, and he naturally knows a lot about the news in the Jianghu that is not anecdote.

"Wonderful!" Du Kong was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Just reveal the location of the clay bodhisattva, and the whole world will definitely come to look for the clay bodhisattva. When the time comes, the dragon and the tiger will fight. Chen Zhao, even with his great abilities, can't beat it." A pack of wolves in the world."

Fuxu also reacted at this time, nodded and said: "The world will sweep the world, but there is Wushuang city in the south to fight against it. If there is also news there, it must be more lively."

"That's right, the most combative of the three sides will lose, and we at Miyin Temple will be safe and sound."

"Hahaha……"

In the abbot's meditation room of Miyin Temple, three eminent monks laughed heartily.

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The Tianxia in Fengyun World is very big, each famous faction occupies a territory as large as several cities, and the Tianxia will defeat countless gangs and lay down iron barrels. In view of the shortage of manpower, they can only establish sub-helms in the local area to control For those martial arts sects, the latter collects taxes from the vast cities and towns.

Naturally, it is impossible for these martial arts sects to do everything by themselves. Therefore, small-scale organizations collect taxes and soldiers to collect taxes in various places below. Haoqiang is responsible for tax collection.

Simply put, this is the standard feudal society—whether it is power feudalism or land feudalism.

Gossip aside, more than a month has passed since Chen Zhao killed Fang De and Huineng and freed these small mountain villages from the exploitation of high-pressure taxes.

In the past month, Chen Zhao has remodeled the house in addition to recovering from his luck.

On the basis of the original small courtyard of the Clay Bodhisattva, he built a small quadrangle courtyard with spacious rooms, clean courtyard, and remade all living furniture, which is simple and substantial.

With seven or eight good guys as assistants, the construction was successful in just half a month.

In my spare time, I look through the books collected by Ni Bodhisattva, and teach my disciples to practice martial arts. When I feel irritable, I go for a walk in the mountains and forests, hunt for a change of taste, and feel the magical beauty of nature. The pattern changes, the indescribable leisure in my heart, and the days of gods will not change.

The mud bodhisattva has retired long ago, and he doesn't want to calculate destiny and other things. However, he told too many fortunes at the beginning, and he was punished by the heavens.

Under the same roof, Chen Zhao naturally has no reason to wait until death. Although he still has lingering fears about the so-called scourge, after passing through several worlds and reading thousands of books, he has a deep understanding of the human body's meridians, lungs, and various mechanisms. Through research and attainment, through the dual methods of golden needle crossing acupoints and zhenqi recuperation, a small half of the sores were quickly eliminated.

Coupled with the help of the fire monkey, the effect is still very obvious, and the sores of the clay bodhisattva have been reduced a lot.

But it will take a year or two to return to the state of a normal person.

Just this was enough for the Nud Bodhisattva to be pleasantly surprised and moved. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he firmly grasped Chen Zhao's hand and refused to let go.

Every time at this time, Chen Zhao unceremoniously shook off his hand.

No way, that face is too disgusting.

But the comfortable days are always short. As long as the Ni Bodhisattva is still alive, some ambitious and superstitious people will always come to him, not to mention that the Ni Bodhisattva lives in seclusion here, not without any traces, at least the monk Buxu of Miyin Temple. Know.

Although Monk Fuxu is upright, his position determines that his upright audience is people in the martial arts world, not the poor and weak people under the rule.

Therefore, when it comes to the interests of Mi Yin Temple, he will naturally find a way to let other gangs know the whereabouts of the Ni Bodhisattva.

In the original book, he captured the fire monkey, and then induced the masters of Tianxiahui and Wushuang City to the mud bodhisattva's hiding place, and released the fire monkey without losing the opportunity, so that everyone could find out the flaws.

According to what the people who went to the market said, there were many martial arts people in the nearby market recently, and Chen Zhao knew it in his heart.

The mud bodhisattva seemed to be on a whim and restless, but when he saw Chen Zhao teaching Xiao Ling'er martial arts, he sighed and forced himself not to calculate the secrets.

"Don't worry, if you want to break ground on Tai Sui's head, at least you have to pass my level before you say it. Ni Bodhisattva, according to my requirements, calm down your lungs, calm your mind, and calm your mind. Otherwise, I won't care if you get sores on your face again." !"

Looking at the expression of the clay bodhisattva, Chen Zhao said calmly.

The mud bodhisattva was shocked, with a grateful expression on his ugly face, and he sat there slowly, without saying a word.

"Hehe, whether it's Fengyun, the young master of Wushuang City, or the nameless servant Feng Wu, I'd like to see what you guys are capable of. Don't let me down!"

Chen Zhao's eyes flickered, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stood with his hands behind his back, like a tall war god, which was extremely awe-inspiring.

I just hope that those two sons of planes don't let him down...

The sky was clear and clear that day, several apprentices went hunting in the mountains, Chen Zhao was sitting alone in the room, and the little girl Linger was playing in the yard.

"Brother Chen Zhao, brother Chen Zhao, Xiao Huo is gone."

Xiao Ling'er's cry suddenly came from his ear, Chen Zhao opened his eyes, and stepped out of the room, only to see Xiao Ling'er's anxious face, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Oh? Xiao Ling'er, don't worry, tell me, what happened to that monkey?"

Chen Zhao asked gently.

"Brother Chen Zhao, although Xiaohuo is naughty and active, he has always been sensible. When he goes out to play, he will come back on time every night. But I went to look for him this morning, but I couldn't find him. I cleaned his nest yesterday. Look, is it in danger, woo woo woo..."

While talking, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help crying.

After hearing this, Chen Zhao changed his mind and realized something.

As Xiao Linger said, although the fire monkey is a beast, it is very humane. No matter how playful it is, it will come back to sleep every night. After all, it is difficult to find food in the wild, but there are many wild beasts that eat it.

It's still safe here for Ni Bodhisattva and Xiao Ling'er, where they can sleep, eat, and play. Since they haven't been seen since last night, there must be something wrong.

He walked around the fire monkey's nest for a few times, and with his profound essence, he felt a trace of the fire monkey's departure yesterday, so he grabbed Xiao Ling'er, jumped up, and plunged into the forest.

(End of this chapter)