Chapter 440: Under the Clouds of Light
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In the Chang'an Temple, there is no such calm and serene as before, and the surrounding high-rise buildings and vehicles outside the courtyard seem to be covered by the murderous atmosphere of this autumn day.
Fang Baichuan stood beside the mulberry tree in the nursery, and Nanshanke was persuading: "You are so old, Lao Fang, you have not made any breakthroughs in your cultivation over the years, revenge is not suitable for you, you might as well tell Wei Wei directly, she is our disciple and should make a contribution." β
Fang Baichuan shook his head: "The true face of the enemy family has still not been found out, I just want to try my luck this time." β
With a slight sway, Master Miao Zhen had changed out of his robe, wearing an off-white windbreaker and stepping on a pair of boots.
Youth has not completely disappeared from her, but the years have given her another kind of quiet beauty.
Fang Baichuan and Nanshan Ke were both solemn: "Master Miaozhen, you want to go too?"
"The next Obon Festival may never be held, I have the same idea as Baichuan, try your luck, in order to fight for the land of the logistics city, I died a man, Baichuan lost his wife, and today the Mo girl dug up this land, and the murderer may go. Miao Zhen said lightly.
Nanshanke nodded: "Since the two of you have decided so, then I can't be idle." β
Fang Baichuan looked at him gratefully: "Old man, our two factions have been grudges for many years, in fact, I have ...... a long time ago."
Nanshanke rolled his eyes: "One yard is one yard, this matter is over, we still have to let Weiwei decide who wins and who loses, this matter, we can't fool the past!"
Fang Baichuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Cheng, I'll just admit defeat." β
Master Miaozhen coughed: "This time, if the murderer shows his true face, please let me take a step, I will kill this murderer myself!"
Fang Baichuan immediately said: "No, that murderer's martial arts are extremely high, and he has a unique knowledge, Miao Zhen, you are fighting alone with him, and you are not sure!"
Miao Zhen bowed his head: "Huang Tingjing, I have read it thousands of times, and I have gained a lot over the years, so I can give it a try." β
Nanshanke stomped his feet: "Tell me, what kind of exercises did that murderer practice? After so many years, you can also tell it, right?"
Fang Baichuan pinched his beard and pinched it one by one: "Yes...... Tianbo is angry!"
Sky waves!
Nanshanke gasped: "The breath of the wind in the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, one hand becomes qi, the gas turns into a mystery, and it hurts people invisibly, who can actually practice this kind of martial arts?"
"It must be in the Eight Great Families!" Miao Zhen's face turned pale: "The suspicion is the biggest among the Su and Tang families, Bai Chuan and I secretly investigated back then, but there were no clues at all, but only the two of them could get this kind of martial arts from the Imperial Ten Thousand Laws!"
Nanshanke muttered: "In other words, the murderer is very likely to participate in the Bon Festival, alas, it turns out that you have always wanted to participate in this grand event, and on the surface you have to act like you don't care." β
Nanshanke spoke very directly.
Miao Zhen and Fang Baichuan both blushed a little.
"Twenty years ago, the murderer's Tianbo Qi could only send out one bullet, so many years have passed, I don't know how far my cultivation has reached, in short, be careful. After Fang Baichuan finished speaking, he was the first to walk out of the door.
Miaozhen took out a cherished photo from her bosom.
In the photo, there are four people, handsome men and beautiful women, standing next to the Huangshan welcome pine, smiling very happily, among which the pair of women, their faces are very similar, and they are holding hands, like sisters.
Flipping through the photo, there are still four names signed on the back of the photo.
"Fang Baichuan, Yan Yan, Luo Xiongzhi, Yan Qing......"
Nanshanke had already turned off his mobile phone, and he was in good spirits at this time: "Although I am not from a family, it is worth it to be able to observe this event, Master Miaozhen, let's ......"
Miaozhen raised her head and smiled: "Out of this view, let's call me my original name, I am no longer the heart of cultivation, and I am no longer the lady of the Luo family, call me Yan Qing......"
Su Wei came out of the house, shouting at this time: "Wait for me." β
She jumped out, looking very good in a very good mood, out of the Chang'an Temple, looking up at the overcast sky, on an autumn morning, a silver eagle flew under the clouds, and the sunlight through the clouds reflected a bright color on its wings.
During the tense hour before the Obon meeting, the command center of the forward combat brigade repeatedly retreated.
The initial order was to surround the main building of the logistics city and destroy the surrounding bunker defenses, and then the order changed, requiring the combat units to disperse in the east and west directions, opening two long battle lines.
Then, the order changed again, the original maritime amphibious special forces began to withdraw, the logistics city was closed by special police and armed police, the battle line shrank again, and this time the order was to stand by.
In a short period of time, the orders changed three times in a row made the combat brigade very depressed.
"Maybe they don't want to open fire in front of the five-year political event in China at this time!" The officers and men of the combat brigade who had a little political common sense all thought so.
Although it is in the name of an exercise, it is impossible to perfectly disguise such a large-scale urban operation.
"If you can't fight, you won't fight, the sky wolf is coming this time, mainly to play a deterrent role!" In the command center, the commander knocked on the table and said.
The battle-hardened commander kept looking outside, and not far away, in a hidden roadside hut, Chief Tang of the Seventh Department of the General Staff was meeting with a mysterious woman.
The commander has a feeling, whether to fight this time, how to fight, it still depends on how the conversation is going over there!
Chief Tang and General Su sat straight in the gloomy hut, while Miss Mo, who was dressed in a light veil on the other side, was lazily leaning on the cushions prepared by the maids.
The old man of the Tang family spoke first: "I am not a commander, I don't have any decision-making power, the military department just asked me to be a consultant, Miss Mo, you have found the wrong person." β
Su Jiansheng also said: "This special transfer of troops from northern Xinjiang has already shown that the military department will not trust anyone with a family background, Miss Mo, you are really looking for the wrong person." β
Miss Mo smiled: "The Northern Xinjiang Special Operations Brigade is just a sword used for deterrence, you and I both know that the military department will not order to fire, even if it really wants to fight, it will be the police, it is justifiable, it will not cause a backlash from all sides, let alone let the foreign media take advantage of the loophole, I will say it directly, this time the military department played a bad move, it can't be fought, and it's not easy to withdraw, the bigwigs will definitely regret it." β
Looking at the current situation, the 19th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is in front of the Jiangning Political Congress, and the traditional festival atmosphere in China is in the background, at this time, the military department is really unwilling and does not dare to start a war rashly.
The old man of the Tang family snorted: "But you have gone too far, the case on Luo Liang's side has been solved, and all the evidence points to someone, so you still want to hold a Bon meeting normally?"
He stood up directly: "Miss Mo, I'll be honest, when it really can't be cleaned up, the special operations brigade will still be dispatched, which is more important, the military department has a number." β
Miss Mo looked at Su Jiansheng: "If you don't withdraw the troops far away and disturb the underground of this logistics city, then someone is afraid that he will have to sit up from the coffin." If that senior is really annoyed, heh, let alone the special operations brigade, you just gathered the Eastern Theater, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him......"
Su Jiansheng raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Miss Mo's green fingers swayed, and the maid behind her took out a folded piece of paper and handed it over gently.
Su Jiansheng opened it directly, and the old man of the Tang family also came over, and the two of them only saw that there was one word written on the paper, and there was only one word, but it was the word "Su"!
The old man of the Tang family was shocked and almost jumped up, but Su Jiansheng was dazed and took three steps back.
"Jian, Jiansheng, answer the call from the military department for me, quickly!" the old man of the Tang family swallowed and said sharply.
Su Jiansheng trembled and walked away.
The old man of the Tang family looked at Miss Mo: "The matter has come to this point, you have to show us the way......
Miss Mo stood up: "The Obon will be held as usual, all the people from the military department will withdraw to the periphery, and they are not allowed to disturb, you can rest assured, the family that the military department and Secretary Zhuang are worried about, and the culprit who disturbs Jiangning will definitely be punished as he deserves!"
The old man of the Tang family hesited: "You held this Bon Festival, you didn't have a good heart, you just want the major families to kill each other!"
Miss Mo was indifferent: "So, the goals of me and the military department are the same, but I am smarter than the military department." β
She glanced at the old man of the Tang family: "Su Jiansheng is very simple, although he cares about the family, he still remains neutral for the sake of the so-called righteousness, what about you, but I wish Tang Qianye died below, so that the power list of the Tang family, you can go further." β
The old man of the Tang family closed his eyes and bowed his head: "People who have a dark heart will see everything dark." β
Miss Mo just sneered.
Old Man Tang suddenly asked again: "Are you sure that all the major families will participate?" Fang Baichuan, and the lady of the Luo family, I don't think I'm interested. β
Miss Mo sighed: "You are wrong, Fang Baichuan handed over this land to Xu Bin so simply, he had ideas at all, he was obsessed with hatred, and the lady of the Luo family was even more so, in Chang'an Guan, do you know what scriptures she reads?
Miss Mo said and shook her head: "Yan Qing, this woman, in order to take revenge, can endure to the point of abandoning her family and children, keeping the empty view alone, and also giving up all the property of the Luo family and leaving the house, do you say that she is ruthless? Now that the murderer of the year is likely to appear in the Bon Festival, do you think she will go?"
Outside, the combat brigade has released a road.
The sky and clouds dissipated, and the sun shone on the earth, but the back of this logistics city was also completely shrouded in shadows......