Chapter 609: White Lotus Evil Technique (1)

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Zhang Zhongjun still wanted to ask in detail, but suddenly woke up, damn, this is something related to the princes, and he still meows don't have much to do, lest he ****** be trapped in some weird things, and now he has a headache if he offends the White Lotus Sect!

Zhang Zhongjun, who kept his mouth shut, quickly drunk Luo Zhengrong and didn't say anything all night, and then Zhang Zhongjun stayed directly at the dock and looked at his team of nearly 500 people.

And Luo Zhengrong also summoned people to calculate and count the wood, and 500,000 pieces of wood took several days to finally count it with the efforts of everyone.

Because there are so many pieces of wood, it is impossible for all materials to be the same, so there are good and bad, but the bad ones are also worth 10 taels, and the good ones are even 100 taels. As a result, the final transaction price was 7.8 million taels of silver!

Of course, this cannot be paid in one hand and received in the other, and such a large amount of money must be traded with at least formal procedures and procedures. It took a whole day to go through this procedure alone, because it required the signatures and seals of several departments, and it had to be taken to the United Bank for appropriation or something.

In the end, Zhang Zhongjun did not get a silver ticket, but instead got a fold issued by the bank, which confirmed that Zhang Zhongjun had 7.8 million taels of silver in the joint bank.

Because of this, Zhang Zhongjun had to go to Qianzhuang afterwards to take out 780,000 taels of silver tickets, and when the silver tickets were handed over to Luo Zhengrong, this Luo Da was really relieved, and patted Zhang Zhongjun's shoulder with a smile.

Don't blame him for this, because the subsequent transactions are all carried out by government agencies, and the money is also directly allocated by the bank, if Zhang Zhongjun is a one-time business, he can completely disown it. So now that he got his share of the silver ticket, he thought that Zhang Zhongjun wanted to trade with him for a long time.

After Zhang Zhongjun got Luo Zhengrong's share of profits, he went to 100,000 silver tickets from Qianzhuang, led everyone to the shipyard where Supervisor Bian was shrinking, and under the warm hospitality of Supervisor Bian, he directly purchased 4 warships like Nanlin, and also purchased a small armed merchant ship.

This time, Steward Bian didn't sneak around like last time, and actually directly asked Zhang Zhongjun to lead people to drive the five ships from the shipyard.

And Zhang Zhongjun's 100,000 taels of silver tickets were all spent in this shipyard. The cost of 40,000 taels of warships, 1,000 taels of armed merchant ships, and the remaining 59,000 taels were all bought with thunder fire crossbow arrows and thunder fire bed crossbow arrows, and another 100 bows and crossbows and 10 bed crossbows were also purchased as backups. Of course, for the purchase of these weapons, Zhang Zhongjun privately gave 2,000 taels of benefits.

As for the armed merchant ships, there is no way, Zhang Zhongjun brought a lot of people this time, and the five miniature vehicles and ships and the flying ship could not hold so many people, so they had to buy a cargo ship, which could not only carry people, but also be used as a logistics ship to load supplies.

When Zhang Zhongjun and his gang were so busy preparing to go back, in a certain village below Shanzhou Mansion, nearly 100 men with blades in their hands, uniformly dressed in black, but with a white lotus embroidery on their chests, had already driven the entire village of people regardless of men and women and children to gather in front of the temple.

All the villagers suppressed their panic, because there were people in black who were constantly carrying the corpses to the temple platform and stacking them, and the whole village knew these corpses, all of them were hot-blooded young men in the village.

When these black-clothed people suddenly surrounded the village, these hot-blooded young men did not resist, but they were all easily killed by the black-clothed people, so the thousands of people in the entire village suppressed these hundreds of black-clothed people to be extremely docile, and let them do whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't kill themselves.

Several black-clothed people surrounded a mysterious person in a white robe who did not have the slightest flesh color recorded on the temple platform, and a black-clothed man who was obviously the leader shouted fiercely: "Everyone listen, wait for what the holy envoy says, you can repeat it! Whoever dares to hesitate or who dares not to speak, then kill me!"

After the man in black fiercely threatened everyone for a while, the leader retreated, and then the man in white robe stepped forward, holding a scepter with a glass ball in his white-gloved hand, and raised it high, and then a voice that could not hear men and women spread throughout the audience: "The white lotus is born! The gate of heaven is open! Step into it!

There was silence in the audience, the young people were a little sluggish, and the old ones exclaimed, "It's actually the White Lotus Cult?!"

"Quick! follow the reading! Whoever doesn't read it will be killed directly!" several leaders standing on the temple platform immediately roared angrily, and the black-clothed people gathered around also slashed and intimidated one by one.

With the intimidation of force, naturally some people began to repeat the chatter, at first the voice was a little noisy, but as a group of black-clothed people carried weapons into the villagers to check one by one, the chatter became louder and more neat.

The people below were busy staring at the villagers, only the white-robed man was holding the strange scepter and muttering repeatedly.

I don't know how long I was chattering, these villagers were a little numb, and when they subconsciously followed the chatter, the crystal ball on the top of the scepter of the white-robed man suddenly emitted a white light, enveloping the entire village at once.

When the light disappeared, the whole village became dumbfounded, and their mouths were still open and closed, but not a single sound came out.

No, there was a voice, and the toddlers, who had lost their parents, all cried and screamed. There are even some children who are crying and pulling their parents.

Obviously, this kind of evil magic does not have much effect on young children and children, and those who can stay sluggish are at least seven or eight-year-old children who know how to follow along. Children under the age of seven or eight are not effective at all, so they are all in a state of panic.

The white-robed man waved the scepter in his hand, and the people around the crying children and toddlers, who didn't know whether they were neighbors or their parents, directly twisted their necks without hesitation, and then these people who killed the toddlers and children looked so sluggish, but they quickly threw the bodies of these children and toddlers onto the pile of corpses on the temple platform. After doing this, these people quickly returned to their original positions and stood up.

The white-robed man leaned out with his other hand, holding a black crystal ball in his hand, and shook it at the pile of corpses under the temple platform, and saw dozens of black mist rising from the corpses with the naked eye, and quickly pouring into the black crystal ball.

Seeing the white-robed man take the black crystal back into his robe, the black-robed leader who was the first to shout stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and raised his hands high in a gesture of acceptance.

And the white-robed man slowly put the scepter in the palm of the other party's hand, and the voice of neither male nor female sounded: "Remember, after this battle, if this group of people can have ten holy soldiers, you can be promoted by one level!"

"Please rest assured, my subordinates will do their best to complete it!" shouted the leader of the man in black who took the scepter.