Section 205 The Crisis of the Chief

"You're just sitting on the ground—" The red-clothed young NV questioned again. 9vk。 Starting

Min Zhanlian sneered: "Why, your sect has no rules of superiority and inferiority at all?" ”

This was said harshly and provocatively, and the middle-aged man's eyes showed hatred. But the red-clothed young NV is not a simple subordinate, but a Dharma protector sent down from the Shandong General Altar, although he is young and his position is not as high as his, he is not the object of his casual reprimand.

"I agree to this condition." He nodded.

"And the daily food," Min Zhanlian said, "there is nothing to eat here, and you have to be responsible for preparing it." There are dishes, there are ròu, there is wine, there is tea. ”

"Well said." As soon as the middle-aged man signaled, someone next to him sent an excerpt.

"This is the excerpt of the old store of the Wang family on the street of Chengli County, and it has been prepared for you to enter the yard, and everything for eating and drinking is recorded on the folding."

"Nice." Min Zhanlian expressed his satisfaction, "How can I find you if I have something, how can I contact you?" ”

"Go to the back of Wang's old store and draw a talisman, and someone will naturally connect with you." The middle-aged man said, "In the future, you will not zaijian to this seat, there is something that this messenger will connect with you." ”

In the afternoon, Min Zhanlian's people all arrived at Wang's old store. showed the fold, and the guy welcomed them in without saying a word, delivering tea and water, and was very busy. The tea was ready, and they retreated out of the courtyard in unison like an order.

Min Zhanlian's men were not busy washing and changing clothes. Just check the courtyard of the room for anything suspicious. After a few moments, the middle-aged man with a local accent returned.

"It's not a black shop." He whispered, "It's an old-fashioned shop. ”

"Hmm."

"I just went to the back and took a turn, and the shopkeeper's family is also a cultist."

Min Zhanlian nodded: "Expected." ”

The middle-aged man he brought was a native of Lunan and was very familiar with the local situation, and he was specially hired after taking this job. This person has been in the underworld for many years and has full experience in the rivers and lakes.

After he had retired, the oldest knight, whom Min Zhanlian politely called "Uncle He", came in and reported that everything was settled. Messages were placed on the windows and eaves. He is the head of Min Zhanlian, and he is responsible for all the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the team. Because of the great responsibility, he is Min Zhanlian's cronies. ＊＊

"People who are okay are now starting to rest in shifts. Let the eyes and ears go out and ask for news! Min Zhanlian said, "You have to take a good look at what kind of immortal this thief is." ”

The ears and eyes are three people who are not good-looking. Two males and one nv. are all ordinary people who can't leave the slightest impression at first glance. Good at makeup and camouflage, and can learn all three teachings and nine streams.

"Yes," Uncle He replied, and whispered, "I wonder if the wine and rice here are clean?" ”

"There should be no problem." Min Zhanlian said in a deep voice, "Since we have no grievances and no enmity against each other, and we are invited to kill people with money, why do you want to harm us first?" ”

"It's better to be careful." He Bo said, "The remnants of the White Lotus Sect are said to have demonic arts, so they will prevent us from giving us a magic spell. ”

Min Zhanlian smiled: "Uncle He, you are too worried." It's true that they can use some spells, but the world's great things have never been done by spells. Not to mention Xu Hongru, who was defeated ten years ago, it was Zhang Jiao's Taoism - even the imperial court at that time threw himself to the ground, rose up to rebel, and millions of yellow turbans surged, and he was defeated. The more scared you are, the more they can make trouble -- and don't blame themselves for their self-defeat. ”

As he was talking, someone suddenly came to report: A guest has come to worship.

Zhan Lian nodded, needless to say, this must be the messenger from the sect who has come and brought new news.

The person who came was indeed the messenger of the sect, and it was the red-clothed young nv just now.

However, at this time, in order to cover people's eyes and ears, she has changed into a black sè big hat.

"Did the girl bring any new news?"

"The person you have to deal with is going to see a doctor in the soup kitchen every day," Shao Nv said without politeness or salutation, with a cold face, "the altar wants you to kill him in the most strange way." ”

"If we talk about strange methods, we ordinary people are afraid that there is no such way." Min Zhanlian said with a smile, "I'm afraid that it is more suitable for you to teach all kinds of strange mén spells." ”

"That's not what you're talking about," he said with a grin, "and it won't make a big deal." ”

Min Zhanlian suddenly became vigilant, these words were said before the tea, he lived here in front of the house and behind the house with his subordinates laying secret cards, and there was no secret room and tunnel here, it was impossible for anyone to sneak and eavesdrop - this NV person could actually hear it!

"It's hard to do ......"

"Hmph, don't you just want money?" Shao NV sneered, "Isn't it you who killed the master of Qingcheng Mountain Horse Fort by colliding with the evil family?" Add fifty taels of silver to you, and you must let him die a vigorous death—a damnation. ”

Zhang Yingchen didn't know that someone was going to "punish" him, although there were suspicious characters watching him, but Zhang Yingchen felt that he didn't do anything to stab other people, no matter who the other party was, it would not hurt the killer.

It's not that he didn't think that there might be some local guild who wanted to kill him out of a sense of competition, and this possibility was always there.

The types of sects on the ground in Shandong are huge and complex, the big ones are Wenxiang Sect and Luo Sect, and there are many kinds of tribes and sects. The Wenxiang Sect is very famous, and Liliang is also the largest. The White Lotus Sect Xu Hongru is the apprentice of Wang Sen, the leader of the Wenxiang Sect in Jizhou, Hebei. The White Lotus Sect has been operating in Shandong for more than 20 years, with more than 2 million disciples. Intricately intertwined, shili is enormous. After the failure of the rebellion in the second year of the Apocalypse, the White Lotus Sect suffered a heavy blow in Shandong. However, the strength of the remnants of the party still exists, and they continue to lurk and stand by. Chongzhen besieged Laiyang in the second year, and in the same year, Zhu Bingnan of the Yu Party also attacked the government in Suizhou, Henan. As for Luojiao, it is even more native: the patriarch is Luo Qing, a native of Shandong, who has strong strength in Caoyun soldiers, and there are many of its tribes.

Zhang Yingchen knew from reading historical materials that in several larger sects such as Luojiao, Wenxiangjiao, Hongyangjiao, Huangtianjiao, and Yiqizao Xiangjiao in Shandong at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Hongyangjiao had the prophecy of the Red Sheep Tribulation, claiming to be the inheritance of Luojiao, and he liked to take the upper route; The Yiqi Stove Incense Sect is more like Wuhua Taoism, and has always advertised that it does not participate in rebellion; However, the Huangtianjiao founded by Li Bin, a tiger-eyed Zen master during the Jiajing period, was very close to Li Chuang at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and spread the eighteen sons and other prophecies for Li Chuang in the missionary activities at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

"I wonder who will poison myself?" This is something Zhang Yingchen has been thinking about recently. He now has more information about the Luo religion, and there are some former Luo believers in the Catholic Church in Shandong, although this seems to be the result of their confusion between the Catholic worship of the Virgin Mary and the belief in the unborn mother. As a result, Lu Wenyuan was able to get a lot of information from them and send it to him.

But this did not improve his situation in the slightest. The three beggars guard the front and back of the Taoist temple every day, and as soon as he comes out of the temple, he will feel that someone is watching behind him, and no matter where he goes, he will encounter different people of different ages and men secretly following and peeping. On several nights, he was awakened by the faint sound of footsteps coming from the rooftop.

Zhang Yingchen was very surprised—it was obvious that his status with the other party had been greatly improved. Most likely, an operation against him is being planned.

He didn't know what his opponent was going to do, and he could do it at any time if he wanted his life. The other party did not draw the bow, obviously with the intention of forcing him to walk.

Zhang Yingchen didn't have the consciousness to be ready to be martyred at any time, and he had to seriously consider leaving this place while looking forward to the arrival of the bodyguards who applied for the application soon.

However, his missionaries have not yet come, and if he just leaves, he will lose all his hard work in treating the sick and saving people these days—he is reluctant.

On this day, he had just returned from the porridge field, but he saw a sedan chair parked at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and Ming and Qing and several people dressed as domestic servants were waiting for him.

It turned out that there was a big shop in the north of the local city, and there was a gentleman named Zhuang Qian in the village. was originally an official in Beijing, and he just recently returned to his hometown. The county magistrates and gentry of this county had just gone to see him, and they originally wanted to ask him to come out to help the victims, but they didn't expect that Master Zhuang would be infected with the epidemic soon after returning to his hometown, and he couldn't afford to get sick. The family heard that Zhang Yingchen's medical skills were excellent, so they sent someone to invite him.

Zhang Yingchen heard that there was a gentleman who was invited, and he couldn't help but feel shocked. When you go to the gentleman's house to see the disease, you can eat, drink and enjoy it. The days of living in a broken house, eating black cakes, and drinking bitter water can finally stop for a few days. What's more, it is safer to stay in the earthen enclosure of the gentry than here. At the moment, he packed up the yào materials and took the apprentices with him.

When I arrived at Dadian Zhuang's house, I saw a doctor, and it turned out that this old man Zhuang was just suffering from summer heat, coupled with careless diet, and diarrhea continued. There are symptoms of dehydration. Gradually, the water and rice began to run out.

This is nothing more to Zhang Yingchen - there are many people who have suffered from such diseases recently, and he has come up with a complete set of effective treatment plans, plus the "special effect yào" in his hand, it is simply a hundred cures.

So Zhang Yingchen once again enjoyed the treatment of "VIP". Although he was accustomed to the respect and preferential treatment of the sick, the respect of the rich was much more affordable in this place than that of the hungry who were dying of hunger. Zhang Yingchen found that this place was much better than the broken Taoist temple: it was only three or four miles away from the city, it was very convenient to go to the porridge field and the nearby medical treatment and missionaries, and the big store was a dirt enclosure, and ordinary people could not enter, at least the chance of his head being cut off while sleeping would be much less. At that moment, there were many "symptoms", which made Master Zhuang and his family stunned, all in all, Master Zhuang's illness had to be cured for a long time, otherwise it would be easy to repeat. So the Taoist chief naturally settled down in the house under the bitter pleading of Master Zhuang and his family. However, he still continued to rent the place in the Broken Dao Temple, just in case of emergency.