Chapter 8: Disciples of the Pavilion Soap Sect
Yang Minglang said: "Zhenzhong's words are very reasonable. I'm calling you here to think if there's a way to uproot the old guys without alarming them, instead of making a mess of this place like a stunned young man. ”
Hearing Yang Minglang say this, the general sat down unwillingly. Yang Minglang glanced around and said, I have already found out that the cult organization is called the Yama Sect, and it has a huge force, among which there are many evil magicians, and some of them can easily wipe out the strength of one of our regiments. But the most terrifying thing is that they hide in the shadows, and even within us there are their people.
Our special forces may be a nightmare for ordinary people, but for them, they are not a threat.
As soon as he said this, the room was filled with noise, and it was clear that some people had not experienced such things. Someone whispered: "Is it too much exaggeration for the general, is it true that they can't do any spells?" ”
Yang Minglang turned his head and said to Zhang Peishan, who had been there all the time, closed his eyes and recuperated: "There is a real person." Zhang Peishan nodded, and a person next to him brought a porcelain bowl full of beans, and these beans were soaked in water.
The four people all looked intently, only to see Zhang Peishan casually grab a handful of beans, the corners of his mouth squirmed a few times, and he casually threw them on the ground.
At this moment, the sound of exclamation was everywhere, and the beans scattered on the ground turned into "people" wearing armor and holding swords with dull expressions in an instant, making the empty hall a little crowded.
Although I was shocked but not surprised, I have seen a lot of spells, and it has become a habit. looked at Yang Minglang, who was obviously also stunned by this hand.
One of them, who did not believe in evil, stood up and said, "It's just a trick, wait for me to try it, and see for myself." With that, he stepped forward and threw his fist like the wind, striking one of them.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and I looked at the officer with a slightly distorted face with a sense of schadenfreude. If you want to say that others use this hand, then I don't necessarily believe it, but I have seen Zhang Zhenren's Taoism, how can the magic he uses be fake?
That person hitting the armor is the same feeling as smashing steel with his fist, how can it not hurt? It's just that for the sake of face, he couldn't hold back and didn't make a sound, his body trembled slightly, hugged Zhang Zhenren, and retreated.
Another man stood up, and because there was a precedent in front of him, he was not stupid enough to harm himself again, but pulled out his gun from his waist and shot it at the bean soldiers. After the gunshot, the bean soldiers were still glazed and there was nothing unusual, but it attracted Liu Chuan and a large number of other military guards.
After Yang Minglang waved his hand, they left. This time, the people in the hall looked at Zhang Peishan differently, with respect, worship, and vigilance.
"A real person can." Yang Minglang said in a low voice. Zhang Peishan waved his hand casually, and all the soldiers instantly turned into soybeans again, scattered on the ground, and there were several warheads mixed in it.
Everyone was amazed, saying that there was such a magical spell in the world, it was really incredible, and only those two old generals could still keep their composure.
Yang Minglang coughed lightly, and when the surroundings were quiet, he said: "You have all seen it, this is just a relatively ordinary spell, the battle last night, there were the so-called zombies on TV, their power, except for heavy weapons, nothing can be destroyed, just this hand to scatter beans into a soldier, how many of my sergeants' lives will be sacrificed?" ”
The previous General Shifang bowed his head and was silent, thinking that even if he was asked to lead troops again, he would not go.
"What do you think we should do? If we don't make some moves, I'm afraid we'll all be in a passive position. The old general Zhenzhong asked.
Yang Minglang glanced at the three of us and said: "I had a plan for this matter yesterday, and it is natural to deal with them with a technique, Zhang Zhenren and these three little friends will help us, Shi Fang!" ”
Wang Shifang got up suddenly, gave a regular military salute and said, "Here!" ”
"You take fifty of the best skills from the special assassination team and hand them over to Zhang Zhenren for dispatch."
"Yes!"
After Yang Minglang commanded, he said: "Guohua!" Chen Guohua also got up and answered.
"You take everyone in the paranormal group of the National Security Bureau and obey Zhang Zhenren's dispatch."
Chen Guohua first responded, and then said with a wry smile, General, have you forgotten that now that the X Security Bureau is no longer under my control, they should not obey my orders.
Yang Minglang snorted and said, "If I let you go, you can go, and I'll solve the rest of the things." ”
Another old general, who had not spoken up, said with some concern: "Minglang, are you going to tear your face with those old guys?" ”
Yang Minglang's eyes flashed, and he said Forget it, I don't have much time here, and I will go to Longhu Mountain to concentrate on recuperating soon. Before I go, I have to do something for you.
The rest of the people were a little short of breath after hearing this, and Yang Minglang's words may represent a great change in the pattern.
After finishing speaking, Yang Minglang stood up and hugged his fist at Zhang Peishan and said, this time it was hard work.
Zhang Peishan smiled and said: "The Yama Sect is incompatible with this sect, even if the general doesn't say it, the poor Dao will not sit idly by, although they can't be uprooted this time, they can still be driven out of the capital."
Yang Minglang showed a satisfied look and said, "That's very good." ”
Unexpectedly, Zhang Peishan's words changed and said: "But there is another thing that makes Poor Dao a little worried. Yang Minglang frowned and asked, what are the real people worried about?
Zhang Peishan pondered for a while before he said, "Baiyun Temple." ”
After I heard it, I understood Zhang Zhenren's worries after a little thought. Baiyun Temple is the ancestral court of the modern Quanzhen Dragon Gate, Zhang Fajian was deflated here yesterday, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no chaos in the Quanzhen Sect, the two have been fighting for so long, they can't say that they know each other too well, and they also understand a rough idea.
The imperial capital was originally where the Quanzhen was located, and the existence of the Yama Sect did not threaten them for the time being. But if it is Zhengyi who comes in and extends in, it must be something they don't want to see, so Zhang Peishan's worries are not unreasonable.
But in my opinion, Zhang Zhenren is too cautious, and the Quanzhen Sect really dares to do the opposite?
Yang Minglang's eyes flashed, and he said that they are also Taoists, they shouldn't help the infidels, are they too worried?
Zhang Peishan sighed and said I hope so.
After the end, Yang Minglang feasted everyone and shared the table with so many big people, and the meal was very restrained.
After the banquet, I sat in the same car with Lin Feng, Lao Sun, and Chen Guohua with Zhang Zhenren, and Liu Mengqi was driving, this big beauty can attract my attention every time, but I don't dare to look at it more, and sometimes I glance at it a few times.
In order to divert my mind, I asked Lin Feng, "Do you think the Quanzhen Church will not interfere?" Lin Feng didn't speak, but Lao Sun said in an affirmative tone, of course.
I didn't have the pigrudge to say you know a ball. Lao Sun glared at that time and said, "Don't believe it, eldest nephew, Lao Sun, I am sure that they will intervene." ”
I asked Lin Feng, is what he said true? Lin Feng nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.
Lao Sun smiled and said eldest nephew, do you want your uncle to explain to you? I humbly asked, "I would like to hear about it." ”
Lao Sun said, do you know what it means to be incompatible, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, the Quanzhen Sect has always dominated the capital, and it was only in the Ming Dynasty that it was a little low-key. But the secret fight between the two has never stopped, and it is not easy for the public to interfere in this matter, so Longhu Mountain is the state religion of the Ming Dynasty and has always been based in Jiangxi.
Now that this era has really developed again, do you think they will let Longhu Mountain gain a foothold here? This is tantamount to entering their base camp, how can they sit idly by?
This is exactly what I thought, but I had overlooked the importance of the imperial capital to the Quanzhen Sect. I was a little puzzled and asked, "Why didn't Zhang Zhenren persuade General Yang to help stop the Quanzhen Sect?" In that case, aren't we suffering from the enemy? ”
Lao Sun pouted and said: "There are two reasons for this, one is that the public is not good at interfering, otherwise Quan Zhen will feel the crisis, and if he fights to the death, won't there be another enemy?" The second is that Lao Yang is shrewd, he doesn't want to see a single scene, if Zhengyi is based here, Quanzhen will become weaker and weaker in the future, and what if there is no restriction at that time?
Zhang Zhenren sighed and said, Daoyou can see it thoroughly, but this must not be said to outsiders, Longhu Mountain has no intention of basing itself in the capital.
Lao Sun said with a smile: "I know, I know, from Zhang Zhenren is so approachable, it can be seen that Longhu Mountain must be indifferent to fame and fortune." But let's think so, others don't think so, and we have to mention it. ”
Zhang Zhenren pondered: "Lu Mingdong has been injured, Feng'er should be able to deal with him, I will hand everyone over to Feng'er's dispatch, Guohua, Ye Feng, you are here to help." ”
Lin Feng raised his head and frowned and asked, Master, where are you going? Zhang Zhenren looked out the window and said lightly: "Baiyun Temple."
"What? Master, you must not. Chen Guohua said in a panic, this is the first time I have seen him like this.
I blinked, and said that this was a good idea, and if there were real people to go, I guess the Quanzhen Sect would also be afraid of three points, and the real people would only need to delay the time.
Chen Guohua's eyes widened, and he shouted, what do you know, what does it mean that water and fire are incompatible? If the master goes, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation. I was stunned by his yelling and said, "Director Chen, aren't you okay here for so many years?" They shouldn't go too far. ”
Lin Feng took over and said, That's because the senior brother is doing things for ZF, and Quan Zhen will naturally not do anything to him, but the master goes to represent Zhengyi, what kind of consequences do you think there will be.
"Feng'er, needless to say, I have made up my mind, only by driving the Yama Sect out of the capital can you go to the ancient country of the Yue Clan, and Baiyun Temple must go." Zhang Peishan Zhenren said categorically, Lin Feng and Chen Guohua were relatively speechless, Chen Guohua beat his head in distress, obviously worried about Zhang Zhenren.
I understood the stakes, and naturally I couldn't let this big master fight hard, and as soon as I called Zhang Zhenren, he raised his hand to stop him.
"You don't have to worry, my uncle and uncle also arrived today, let them accompany Zhang Zhenren, I think there will be no worries." It was not a few of us who spoke, but Liu Mengqi, who was in charge of driving.
A few of us were stunned when we heard this, but Chen Guohua became surprised after being stunned, saying that Mengqi is real? How many seniors of the Pavilion Soap Sect have arrived?
Liu Mengqi nodded while driving and said, "Yes, so the director and you don't have to worry, the Lingbao Sect Pavilion Soap Sect and the Heavenly Master Dao of Longhu Mountain are in the same religion, and they will never sit idly by." ”
It turns out that this chick has such a background, and she is actually a member of the Pavilion Soap Sect. I exhaled and chuckled: "I have also heard of the prestige of the Pavilion Soap Sect, and the Fu Zong Sect with the names of Maoshan and Longhu Mountain, there are a few seniors here, so it must be worry-free." ”
Lao Sun Yaya said, I didn't expect that your female doll is not small, and the two of you are a family in Jiangxi. Now that the people of the Three Fu Sect have gathered, it is really a rare thing.