Liang Mancang has a very simple name, carrying the ardent wishes of a farmer, but this person is eighty percent dead, and the person who replaced his name and identity is holding a large black pottery bowl to dig rice in his mouth, and then he sighs and tastes the rich aroma of meat and fragrant rice, and is reluctant to swallow it.

Ma Du has been staring at him for several days, and he really didn't find anything unusual, this Liang Mancang is the same as ordinary people, he eats and sleeps after work, and his behavior is not lonely, and he often bragged and chatted with other people, Ma Du even thought that he had guessed wrong.

But Mao Xiang saw it and said that this person is extraordinary, he has a light kung fu, and he is by no means an ordinary man. Mao Xiang, a so-called professional, played only these roles, his subordinates penetrated into the people's house, and even had personal contact with Liang Mancang, but they didn't find out how he connected with people.

Whether it is to incite the people to rebel or assassinate Lao Zhu, it is absolutely possible that one person can do it, among the more than 40,000 people, there must be his comrades, but Liang Mancang has never had abnormal contact with others, and I really don't know how he can contact his comrades.

Mao Xiang rubbed his sore neck and said dejectedly: "Just watching him eat, I can see that my own stomach is hungry." Mao Xiang put the telescope on the table, "Master Hou, what is delicious at noon today." ”

"There's rice and fat meat, anyway, I don't have much appetite, you eat it yourself!" Ma Du leaned lazily on the quilt, and when he saw Zhang Wuliu sneaking to get the binoculars on the table, he hurriedly stopped: "Wuliu, you don't eat well, what are you going to do?" ”

Zhang Wuliu hurriedly retracted his hand and said curtly: "I want to help Mao Yan keep an eye on it." "He has always been greedy for fun, where will he rest assured about business, purely curious about the telescope.

Mao Xiang has the official title of the commander of the Gong Wei Division, but in fact, he is still in charge of the inspection of the school, and now he is the big leader of the inspection. He handed the binoculars on the dining table to Zhang Wuliu, "Brother Zhang can see it if you want to, remember to hang the rope around your neck, don't fall it, this is the emperor's treasure, and it can only be borrowed when the Duke of Wei is on the expedition." ”

"Okay! Okay! Mao is good at eating, and I will keep an eye on that person for you. Zhang Wuliu hurriedly put the strap on the telescope, hung it around his neck, covered his eyes with the barrel, and went to the window to look out, his movements were very skillful, and he seemed to have been observing how to use the telescope, I am afraid that he has been thinking about it for a long time.

He let out a smirk as he looked at it, "This thing is really a treasure, you can look so far, hehe...... Master Hou, you are really a big loss for your family to dedicate this to the emperor. ”

It's just this kind of two fools who dare to say such things, didn't you see that it was the head of Lao Zhu's spy next to him. Ma Du reprimanded him, "Hurry up and get down to business, and beware of talking nonsense at night." ”

Zhang Wuliu closed his mouth at this time, held the telescope to search around, and then froze motionlessly, and suddenly turned his head after a while, "Master Hou, this Liang Mancang is talking to the other side." ”

was originally eating on the table, Mao Xiang jumped up suddenly, grabbed the telescope in Zhang Wuliu's hand, glanced at it, and turned back to Zhang Wuliu and said: "He was obviously eating, but he didn't stop when he didn't see his mouth,"

Zhang Wuliu said: "Obviously he is talking!" He took a look at the binoculars and said, "That's right, it's just talking, talking while eating, when I used to be in Pingjiang with Chang Gongzi, this is how we talked while eating......"

He told in detail the trivial things of being an undercover agent in Zhang Shicheng's gunpowder workshop, and also shaved two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, and demonstrated while chewing, and said vaguely: "That's how he spoke!" ”

Mao Xiang said: "How is it possible, there are many people next to him, if he communicates with his accomplices like this, won't he be listened to." ”

"No!" Ma Du suddenly sat up from the bed, he glanced at Mao Xiang, and the two blurted out at the same time, "Lip language!" ”

Gu Zifeng is actually an orphan, and this nice name was given by the master. The master gave him not only a name, but also food and clothing, taught him to read and write, and all kinds of skills, no different from his parents.

He has always been by the master's side, living in no fixed place, wandering around in this cannibalistic world to preach, the master's status is very high, everywhere he goes, there will be countless sect members to worship, the master is a fairy-like figure, should be treated with such courtesy.

Whenever he saw the tragic scene of cannibalism, the master would smile and say to him: "King Ming is coming, and there will be a pure land of bliss in the world." "Gu Zifeng is the most devout believer of the master, and he naturally follows the master's words as if they were the truth.

The master is like a god, and it is really as he said, King Ming has really come into the world, and it should be on Han Shantong's son Han Lin'er. Gu Zifeng knew Han Shantong, and he lived in his house when he followed his master to Hebei to preach that year.

Han Shantong was warm and thoughtful in hospitality, and he was also respectful to the master, and he also introduced a person named Liu Futong to the master. The master liked Liu Futong very much, and praised him for his majestic appearance and handsome talent. It's just that in the end, I didn't expect that the mediocre Han Lin'er was the flesh of King Ming in the world.

The master said to him: "The time has come to use you, go ahead, go to Kaifeng to be someone else's sword!" ”

"Whose sword? Is it the sword of King Ming? ”

"Nope! Be Liu Futong's sword, but protect King Ming. ”

He was only fifteen years old that year, and he followed his master's words to go to Kaifeng and make Liu Futong's sword. The sword was used to kill, Liu Futong killed a lot of people, and also killed a lot of officials, and Du Zundao, the prime minister appointed by the Ming King, died in his hands.

Gu Zifeng thinks that he is a very sharp sword, even if it is sharp, there is only one, which cannot stop the army of Wang Baobao's father and son, nor can he stop the army of the traitor Zhu Yuanzhang. Since King Ming was placed in Chuzhou, Gu Zifeng has never had the opportunity to see King Ming again.

Liu Futong died, and King Ming also died, and it turned out that he was a sharp but useless sword, and he could only barely protect himself in the suppression of the school.

He finally returned to the church, but found that things had long been wrong, and the church was extremely damaged, and many of the brothers in the church died under the knife of the school, including his fairy-like master.

The White Lotus Sect has its own rules of survival, and even if successive dynasties have been continuously banned, it is still developing and growing, and even changing the country. Zhu Thief can face the south and the north today, and he is also borrowing the power of his White Lotus Sect.

In addition to being heartbroken, Gu Zifeng followed the sect members to lie dormant and lick his wounds, waiting for an opportunity to come out, Zhu Wei always showed his horse's feet, and he would definitely be able to give him a fatal blow when the time came.