As soon as the tavern chaos came out, the town immediately closed the doors of every shop. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The customers in the info tavern also walked away in a moment, thinking that the Mongolian army was extremely tyrannical, and this time there were Han people beating Mongolian officers, but they were afraid that the whole town would be washed with blood.

Lu Wushuang stood there stunned, and before he could react for a while, he suddenly saw the tavern shopkeeper come forward, poof, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly. Lu Wushuang knew that he was afraid of being implicated, so he glanced at Wang Chan and hurriedly said, "We are also full, you don't have to be afraid, we will leave immediately." The shopkeeper's face was so frightened that he couldn't stop kowtowing.

"This money is considered to be compensation from me. Lu Wushuang said as he took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it to the other party.

And the shopkeeper just kept kowtowing, and had no intention of collecting money at all.

"Why are you like this?" Lu Wushuang raised his eyebrows, and he was about to get angry.

"He was afraid that as soon as we left, the Mongol soldiers asked the tavern dignitaries. Wang Chan stood up and interrupted with a smile.

"Please have mercy on us and save our lives. The shopkeeper saw Wang Chan express his thoughts in a word, and was afraid that he would leave directly, so he begged repeatedly.

"Then another pot of bar. ”

Wang Chan sat back down and asked, "By the way, shopkeeper, have you seen a beautiful woman in Tsing Yi coming in this direction in the past few days?" ”

The shopkeeper thought for a while, and replied: "I didn't pay attention to the beautiful woman in Tsing Yi, but just yesterday, a woman came to the store, and she was dressed in Tsing Yi as the uncle said. The strange thing is that her voice is very beautiful, but her face is indescribably strange and ugly, and the muscles on her face do not move at all, like a dead person. ”

"Brother Wang, it's my cousin!" Without waiting for Wang Chan to ask again, Lu Wushuang hurriedly spoke.

"If the two of you were asking this guest, she left early this morning, and the direction should be in the direction of Zhongnan Mountain. I guess I'm going to the canonization ceremony. The shopkeeper personally brought a pot of wine and put it in front of Wang Chan's table and spoke.

"Canonization ceremony?"

"Why, don't you know, uncle, today is the successor of the Quanzhen Sect and the real person, and it is also the day when the Quanzhen Sect was enshrined as the leader of Taoism by Mongolia. ”

"Qinghe Zhenren?" Wang Chan frowned, he really couldn't think of when the Quanzhen Sect would have such an extra person.

At this moment, a group of Mongolian officers led two Taoist priests to break in directly from outside the tavern.

"I don't know what the Taoist and military masters want to eat?" Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him and waited carefully.

The Taoist priest didn't even look at it, and with a backhand palm, he knocked the guy who was waiting next to him to the ground.

The shopkeeper was shocked, rushed over in three steps and two steps, and said with a smile: "This damn kid won't wait, Dao Ye is angry...... The words were not finished. The Taoist priest flew up his left leg and kicked him directly in the chest.

If this kick is strong, this old tavern keeper will have to lose half his life if he doesn't die.

A scream rang out.

The injury was not the hotel shopkeeper, but the Taoist priest who came out of his foot, I saw him fall to the ground, holding his right foot with both hands, a chopstick with oil stains directly penetrated his calf, and red blood flowed out of his fingers.

"That's them. Some Mongolian officers and soldiers recognized Wang Chan and them, and hurriedly spoke.

"The thief is so bold that he dares to sit here. Another Taoist priest pulled out the long sword in his hand, pointed at Wang Chan, and shouted.

"This is the territory of the Han people, why can't I sit here, but when did the Quanzhen Sect become a lackey of the Mongols?" Wang Chan looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest and laughed softly.

"What do you mortal understand, if it weren't for the protection of our Quanzhen Sect, this town would have been crushed by the iron hooves of the Mongol army. Today is a good day for our Quanzhen Sect to be enshrined by the Great Khan of the Mongols, and I will never allow anyone to destroy the deep friendship between our Quanzhen and the Mongols. The middle-aged Taoist said righteously.

Wang Chan glanced at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Deep friendship? Isn't it a shame for your ancestor to say this?

Taoism in the Northern Song Dynasty was originally only a faction, led by Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain in Shanxi. Since the Jin people invaded China, the Song Dynasty crossed to the south, and Hebei Taoism created three new schools, which are for the three religions of Quanzhen, Daodao and Taiyi, among which Quanzhen is particularly prosperous, and the Taoist priests in the religion are chivalrous and righteous, save the poor and compassionate, and do more good deeds. At that time, the north was reduced to a foreign race, the people were in agony, and seeing that there was no hope of recovering the imperial court, the Li people often regarded the Quanzhen Sect as a savior. At that time, someone wrote: "The Central Plains is bandang, the Southern Song Dynasty is weak, and the heroes of the world are at a loss...... Chongyang Grandmaster, Changchun Zhenren, transcendent the surface of all things, teaching only with inaction, turning into powerful people, Jing'an Donghua, waiting for the master, and the world's style "Yunyun." At that time, north of the Great River, the power of the Quanzhen Sect and the Beggar Gang was sometimes superior to that of the government.

Who knows that now he has become a lackey of the Mongolian Tartars, if Wang Chongyang is resurrected, he will have to be angry to death.

Wang Chan looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest in front of him, the menacing Mongolian officers and soldiers, and the tavern shopkeeper and shopkeeper who were hiding in the corner and shivering.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, he slowly stood up, picked up the wine jug on the table and smashed it directly at the middle-aged Taoist priest's head!

Wow!

The flask shattered, along with the priest's head.

Everyone present looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and the fragments of the wine jug in Wang Chan's hand were still dripping blood, ticking and ticking.

How he hoped that the sound of the broken wine jug could arouse the blood in the hearts of all Chinese people.

Let them understand that cowardice, in the end, nothing can be protected.

Isn't this the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere proposed by a certain dog in later generations, but it's just a trick of the invaders.

Reclaim the rivers and mountains, starting today.

He glanced at everyone indifferently and tossed the fragment in his hand aside.

......

Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Palace, can be said to be very lively today.

Under the lights, a Mongolian official was ceremoniously welcomed in.

I only heard the Mongolian nobleman say loudly: "His Majesty the Great Khan has issued a decree to entitle the Quanzhen Sect as the head of the sect." ”

As he spoke, he stood in the center of the hall with his head held high, took out a roll of yellow satin, spread his hands, and read: "The head of the Quanzhen Sect is: Specially awarded to the great master of the Immortal Performing Dao, the head of the Xuanmen Sect, the Wencui Kai Xuanhong Ren Guangyi Dazhen, and the ...... of the Zhulu Taoist Institute"

"The Quanzhen Sect is in charge of the teaching. ”

"Poor road to order. ”

A Taoist priest dressed in a Quanzhen Sect robe, with his back to everyone, knelt down. (To be continued.) )