In the midfield of Huangjia Village, Mi Wuniang was dressed in white, with a cloak and a hairbeat, stepping on the ground barefoot, a sword in one hand and green smoke in the other, urging the red sun catastrophe in the White Lotus Sutra. Between the whirling and dancing postures, the ankles, which were originally as white as jade, were stained with dust and gradually dirty.

Moved by her fluttering dancing posture and flickering spells, wrapped in a faint smoke, three or four hundred people were stunned, their faces flushed, and they had gone into madness.

In addition to Ding Zhuang in the village, there are also sect experts who have gathered in the village intermittently, and originally wanted to wait until the people of the eighteen gates are all gathered, and wait until the spies who went to Longmen come back, but now there is no way to wait.

Wood knives, kitchen knives, hoes, axes, sticks, poles, and long bamboo poles, as well as a few waist knives taken from officials, these are the weapons. Originally, he shouldn't have been so shabby, so he copied the Fang family's gold, silver and jewelry, went to Songjiang, and went to Songjiang to connect with the personnel who were sent to Songjiang to prepare the blade, and then he could solve the blade problem.

It's a pity that this is gone, it's all the fault of the caravan at the entrance of the village, it's the fault of the officials who came with the caravan, the small village, shouldn't it be deserted and quiet, it's hard to see the living.

Maybe...... It would have been wrong to rebel in this Jiangnan.

Mi Wuniang was full of chagrin, the mood that was suppressed by her own fate the day before yesterday was faintly churning, her steps were a little messy, and her tone had changed a little, she quickly retracted her mind and continued the ritual of inviting her lifeless mother to go down to earth.

The incantation stopped, the joints of the whole body shook, the bells on the wrists and ankles jingled, and the dense crowd around them also trembled, as if the souls were all pulled by the bell.

The thumb, index finger and middle finger are pinched together to form a sword trick, crossed with the sword, and dotted together.

"Save the suffering of the public, transcend the saints and transform all the merits, revive the teachings, and immortalize the Ming Sect. The dragon card royal decree circulates everywhere and patrols the world. The Tao is prosperous. Relatives are equal to all kinds, and monks and nuns say the wheel of suffering. Fuhui and Shuang cultivated to enlightenment, and passed on the magic weapon to save the human body. Great compassion is unhindered, great wishes are endless, majestic and tribulated, and the family style is pure. No one can be the master, only the old mother, the unborn old mother - open your eyes! ”

The body shook. The smoke spits, Mi Wuniang is like a god descending from the sky, with her as the center, the crowd is like a lodging wheat field. Kneel in circles.

"Welcome the vacuum, wait for the white lotus, and return to the hometown...... Kill! ”

The sword pointed at the entrance of the village, and hundreds of people shouted in unison like wolves: "Kill! ”

The crowd of people poured into the entrance of the village, where most of them were still fighting, and Mi Wuniang had a sense of powerlessness that stopped here. She returned to the village, hurriedly practiced the law, announced the uprising, and reluctantly had a realistic plan to solve the caravan and official errand at the entrance of the village, and then kill Benluodian.

According to the experience of the north, how can it also bring a wave of chaos. Then he dragged the tide to kill Jiading, and then ...... After that, she didn't have any ideas, even in the north, her experience was here, and then she was bitten and devoured by the officers and soldiers who kept coming from all over.

The white lotus is always difficult to appear in the world, and the government, the court and the emperor have never been extinct, so what? It's the other way around. Killed, scared the courage of the dog official, the court and the dog emperor, in fact, it is enough, as long as it is messed up, as long as she shouts, the poor people shout out...... That's enough.

The sense of powerlessness was washed away by the reconstructed concept, and Mi Wuniang looked at a few people who were still hesitant and still standing beside them, Lin Yuanfu, Zhang Jiu Mazi and Xu San. These three people seem to feel that they are Mi Wuniang's "personal protectors", and they don't have to go into battle with those people.

Her gaze was like a sword in her hand. Forcing Lin Zhang and the two to look, the two of them shuddered, quickly pinched the flat pole, carried the kitchen knife, and ran forward, glancing at each other while running.

Xu San was also stunned to leave. was stopped by Mi Wuniang.

"Go north, go to the master's sect, and let the uncles and ancestors continue to teach you......"

Mi Wuniang untied the bell on her wrist, handed it to Xu Fudi, and then instructed the location to Xu San to protect it.

There was a little more admiration in Xu Fudi's eyes: "Master, then you ......"..., the inhuman aura on Mi Wuniang's face dissipated: "Master is going to preach ......"

In an instant, the breath rolled back again, and his eyes were cold: "Go and preach for the poor people in the world, so that they can bear the ...... There is no grace of a biological mother. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left, and there was no nostalgia.

Xu Fudi was terrified and didn't know the way forward, and subconsciously pulled Xu San and said, "Dad...... Master, she ......"

Xu San also said in fear: "Little Holy Aunt, I am not your father, just a subordinate who serves you!" The Holy Aunt has the path of the Holy Aunt, and the little Holy Aunt you also have your way. ”

Xu Fudi's father and daughter went on the road to the north, and there was a burst of gunshots, and Xu Fudi was about to turn around and run back, but they were dragged and hugged by Xu Sanlian and ran wildly. Xu San didn't think about it so much, and only turned to the explanation of the Holy Aunt in his mind, which was the only motivation that supported him to continue to live.

When Mi Wuniang first arrived at the entrance of the village, a burst of gunfire rang out, interrupting her expected road ahead.

At the entrance of the village, there were not only the caravan and a dozen or so officials, but also forty or fifty people, of which a dozen or so were black-clothed officials, and the others were plainclothes helpers. The muzzle of the spear with a knife held by the official was emitting green smoke, and the congregants were shocked by the sound of the gun, and retreated in cringe.

It was Luodian Patrol and Fa Zheng who came, and the people sent by Ma Ming to report the news bumped into them halfway through and saw them checking the missing people, and rushed over to rescue the besieged caravan personnel and Ma Ming and others.

"The old mother is protective and invulnerable!"

Lin Yuanfu, who was mixed in the back of the crowd, saw that there were not many people on the other side, and he didn't have time to reload, so he hurriedly pulled his throat.

The congregation's spirits rose again and rushed forward, which used to be sixty or seventy around twenty or thirty, but now it has become three or four hundred and seventy or eighty.

Mi Wuniang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if her rebellion was defeated before she left the village, it would be too embarrassing for the master and the masters of the past generations.

But before this breath sank to the bottom, it was pulled up by the sound of the gong again.

I faintly saw the figure swaying in the distance, I don't know how many people, Mi Wuniang was a little in a trance, is it really here?

The first person who came gradually converged into a crowd. After Ma Ming reported to the inspection law, the inspection law was sending people to the neighboring village to find the town and ask them to call Ding Zhuang to fight the thief. Although Jiangnan has not yet established a township lieutenant and the volunteer system has not been built, most of the squire's courtyard affairs greeted them, and the villagers poured over. Let them go into battle to fight, they will definitely not dare, and they still have the courage to join in the fun and beat up the thieves.

So the dense crowd of people surged and rushed to Huangjia Village. In Mi Wuniang's eyes, there is a ridiculous feeling of reversed roles, shouldn't these people be the ones who rebelled behind them after they broke through the town and killed the dog official?

At least a thousand people have already seen it. I don't know how many people are behind, Mi Wuniang's jade cheeks are pale, and her pupils are a little out of focus.

"Holy aunt, it can't be done here, hurry up and go to Songjiang!"

"With us protecting the Holy Aunt, how can we get away!"

The cronies and cultists spoke out one after another, and Mi Wuniang made up her mind.

Can't give up yet, the members of the eighteen sects are converging in Songjiang. There is still a great cause waiting for her......

Mi Wuniang nodded resolutely, shouted twice for the old mother's protection, and pushed the ordinary sect members to continue to rush upward, but she was protected by her cronies. Turning back and running towards the west of the village, it was a weedy barren slope, far from the road.

Although Mi Wuniang disappeared, the remaining sect members turned a deaf ear and continued to rush towards the official mission frantically. Someone in the team turned his head and didn't find Mi Wuniang, took a breath, held his head, and ran towards the forest.

I stumbled and ran for a while, and I stepped into the air. fell into the pit and crushed a man screaming like a pig.

A fat man got up, held a small knife, and asked with a wary face, "Who are you?" Taught by the White Lotus? ”

The man knelt down with a puff: "Villain Zhang, Zhang Jiu Mazi, yes, it's heaven...... Yes, Catholic! "Not lying!?" ”

"God is above, if there is half a lie. Thunder and thunder! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a boom, like a muffled thunder, and it took half a sound for the two of them to realize that it was gunshots.

In the west of Huangjia Village, more than 100 gray-clothed volunteers lined up in two rows, cutting off a whole barren slope, and the front row had just put down their muskets and retreated to reload. The back row stepped forward and raised his gun to aim. Sixty or seventy steps away, dozens of people were bombarded by this row of guns and stayed on the spot, and a white-clothed figure in the front row, graceful and slender, attracted everyone's attention.

Queue side. Jiading Tong sentenced Hou An to stare at the figure, and said to himself with a complicated expression: "It's really you, it's a pity ......"

Yesterday, Jiading County had received an urgent letter from the Songtai United Mansion, saying that the White Lotus Sect was gathering in Songjiang and was suspected of rebellion, and asked the county to make every effort to investigate, and at the same time arrest the head of the sect, the White Lotus Holy Aunt, and also gave the county lieutenant the authority to dispatch volunteers and support the general judgment of the canonical history.

Jiading County received this line, and immediately blew up, the day before the emperor came to the county ~ to try the case, there was a little daughter-in-law who escaped from Shandong in the case also talked about the White Lotus Sect, and also made a scandal with the emperor in the hall. And looking at the descriptions sent by the house, the appearance and surname all match, and the sweat from the magistrate to the general judge is coming out layer by layer, and it can't be stopped at all.

This little daughter-in-law is most likely the Holy Aunt of the White Lotus! actually met the emperor face to face, she knew that it was not the Eight Mansions Inspector in the hall at that time, but the emperor, and things were completely unimaginable.

A county official threw himself to the ground, shouting God bless, the emperor did not reveal his identity when he came to try the case, and gritted his teeth, eager to devour this holy aunt alive.

Just because he was too afraid, the county didn't directly kill Huangjia Village yesterday, and he didn't even communicate with Luodian Town, for fear of leaking the news, so he was busy dispatching troops and horses to block the county checkpoint. When the manpower is gathered, he will win it steadily with the momentum of the tiger fighting the rabbit. It may be possible to get the wrong person, but this kind of thing, it's better to make a mistake than let it go.

So today, the brigade of people and horses went out one after another, rushed to Luodian Town, and sent plainclothes to Fang's house in Jiuli Village to find out that this Mi Wuniang was in Huangjia Village, and then opened the big net.

Just when Zhong Shangwei and Zhang Sanwang had just arrived at the entrance of the village and were raided by Mi Wuniang, more than 600 patrol policemen, 100 special police, more than 300 volunteers and braves on the wing of Taicang, and more than 400 police officers of various emergency formations, totaling about 1,500 people, were scattered in all directions, living in Huangjia Village from the periphery of six or seven miles, and were steadily approaching, and they wanted to quietly weave a tight encirclement.

When the Luodian Town Government reacted and began to fight with the sect members of Huangjia Village, the encirclement network sped up, and Hou An was in charge of the west section, and was lucky enough to intercept the fleeing sect members, and the truth came out, and no one was mistaken.

At the same time, the county Fazheng also took the bailiff into Luodian Town and went straight to the town office, if the woman was really the White Lotus Holy Aunt and lurked in Luodian to manipulate the rebellion, even if the town officials were not suspected of colluding, they were also guilty of dereliction of duty.

"Ma Xian, Huangjia Village White Lotus Sect ......"

Fa Zheng appeared with the bailiff, and mentioned two words that made Ma Xian's soul fly, and before he finished speaking, Ma Xian, who was working hard, trembled, relieved, and was discovered......

His eyes rolled and he collapsed in his seat, and the strong stench rose from the room, and he was so frightened that he was scared to the point of urine, and it was less than three hours before he became the altar protector.

In the barren slope, facing the two rows in front of him, standing neatly, the blades of the guns are reflecting the dazzling gray-clothed soldiers, and there are gray-clothed and black-clothed soldiers in the distance on the left and right who are rushing towards this side, behind Mi Wuniang. There are also people who are almost on the verge of a cross-stream of and urine.

Mi Wuniang was faintly afraid, and the White Lotus Sect members were also afraid, but the most fearful was Lin Yuanfu, who fled from the village with Mi Wuniang. Mi Wuniang and others are only British grass thieves, but he is an official thief.

Frightened to the extreme, he suddenly had a scheming, this Mi Wu Niang is still in charge of the movements of the Eighteen Gates of the White Lotus Zhili, if she is used as a fund, he may be able to exchange for reducing the crime. Isn't Zhuge Jisheng, the chief leader of the Great Righteous Society, exempted from capital punishment because of this? When he was in Changzhou, the reason why he wanted to give up Xu Xiulin and other subordinates was for his life. As long as you save your life, you will always be able to achieve great things in the future. This is also a great righteousness. …,

With a flash of thought, Lin Yuanfu gritted his teeth and stepped forward, and the waist knife in his hand rested on the neck of Mi Wuniang, who was in a trance.

"I have captured the White Lotus Holy ......"

The shouting abruptly stopped, and the mouth was open, unable to be closed any longer.

Mi Wuniang's waist turned like a spiritual snake, and his neck broke away from his blade, and the sword in his hand stabbed forward, cutting off the back of his neck. The tip of the sword spat out of his mouth.

"I know that you scholars can't be trusted!"

Mi Wuniang said hatefully, holding her braid in one hand and turning her wrist with the other, with a crisp click, shattering her spine, and then kicking Lin Yuanfu's back, the blood spring soared. dyed her white garments red. The headless corpse fell down, and the head in his hand was still screaming.

Raising her head high, Mi Wuniang shouted crisply: "With the protection of the childless old mother, the evil demons and demons will be destroyed!" ”

"Mother's protection, invulnerable!"

The congregationists responded with a bang, burying their heads in the wall of the gray-clothed people.

The puffy guns roared, and the bullets swished around Mi Wuniang's body, and then there was a popping sound into the flesh. Mi Wuniang has been unheard.

The feeling of not sticking to the bullet filled her heart before, and Mi Wuniang had no distracting thoughts in her heart, so she repeated the mantra, "Mother blesses, invulnerable".

Another row of guns rang out, and Mi Wuniang, who rushed to the front, didn't feel anything. Rushing up the barren slope like a fly, he approached thirty paces in a moment.

"Aim and hit! Whoever closes his eyes and turns his head will have the disgusting feeling of harming others and himself! ”

Hou An shouted in a deep voice, looking at the neatness of this White Lotus Holy Aunt's murder just now, and now the madness of the sprint, it is impossible to capture alive, but the two volleys of righteous and brave shots actually didn't hit, these guys are simply pulling the trigger with a mallet!

The volunteers didn't say anything, they were all soldiers, and military discipline did not allow them to make noise during the war, but they were a little dissatisfied in their hearts, they were obviously aiming, it was really strange, could it be that this White Lotus Holy Aunt was really invulnerable?

Nearly twenty paces, another row of guns bombarded by, and most of the sect members had already fallen, and there were a few left, and they also began to circle in place. But the white-clothed figure dyed half-red hadn't stopped, and the volunteers had no panic on their faces, but they began to beat drums in their hearts.

After ten steps, almost the distance of the last row of guns, Mi Wuniang's whole body seemed to be burning, there was no physical perception at all, and her eyes were blurry, and she felt that she had broken through this gun forest, and she threw herself into the arms of her lifeless mother.

My mother is really protecting herself! I'm really invulnerable!

That gray coat, that spear forest is so small, so weak, it can't hurt her at all, Mi Wuniang laughed in her heart, she was going to run over this obstacle like a god.

I vaguely saw another column of gray clothes stepping forward, and the muskets were raised with a clatter, and the left and right scenes reflected in the short blades on the guns seemed to be visible.

Mi Wuniang took another step, raised the sword, like a sacrificial immortal weapon, and was about to cut off this row of heads.

"Fire ......"

Hou An, who was standing on the side, was expressionless and gave an order lightly.

Fluffy ......

The flames of the guns burst out, and the white smoke rose, blurring the vision, only to see the scarlet and brilliant butterfly spreading its wings and enveloping the figure.

The volunteers were on guard with their guns, vigilantly staring at the ten or so paces ahead, and after a long time, the gunsmoke gradually dissipated, and their posture did not move, but their eyes slowed down, and many people flashed a trace of gloom.

Bleak, the world was bleak in front of Mi Wuniang's eyes, she only felt that she had just been penetrated by countless huge forces, each of which carried an irresistible force, what spells, what spells, in front of this power, instantly turned into powder.

The sensation of her body returned to consciousness, but her eyes gradually dimmed, she took several steps back, and with the last force from her lifeless mother, she supported herself from not falling, and then, unable to hold her body anymore, slowly knelt down.

What had been an obstacle like a mustard a moment ago had suddenly become a high wall, so majestic and insurmountable, and everyone who made up the wall was as tall as a mountain. And he has become a weak existence like a mustard, so cold, so scared.

What about the old mother? Has my mother abandoned me......

She opened her mouth and shouted, but she only spat out a trace of blood, and on her chest, abdomen, legs and arms, at least a dozen muzzles tore her clothes, revealing charred flesh and yellow and white tendons.

She looked up at the sky with difficulty, and what about the old mother?

No, there is no old mother, I know it......

The other Mi Wuniang whispered in her heart, and the sorrows and joys of this life flashed instantly.

Old......

Mi Wuniang's consciousness that was about to disappear finally unloaded all the burdens and faced her own heart.

Old...... God, why......

spit out the last trace of blood, the pupils of the eyes were disfocused, the body slowly fell, and Mi Wu Niang died of incense.

Hou An walked over, looked at the deceased who was still staring directly at the sky, and sighed in a low voice: "The beauty of the Qing Ben ......"