Since the fall of the Five Tigers, the Fengfu has become the Chongming Mountain House of the Daohai Sect, and the gate of the former chariots and horses has suddenly been snubbed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't say that in the past, a group of diners who were attached to the Five Tigers faction were in harmony with the slices, and those who died died and escaped, even the servants and maids in the Feng Mansion, and there was not a single one left, and they all sent the deed of selling their bodies and let them go out to make a living. Although there are many people in the Lingnan martial arts who come to talk about friendship and fight the autumn breeze, but in the face of Lu Yan's cold face, it is unknown whether this friendship can be climbed.

As for the local squires, although they can be said to be respectful to a certain immortal warlock on the face, an immortal master on the left and a real person on the right, shouting extra respect, but everyone is aspiring together, and they will never come to visit the Chongming Mountain House.

Although from time to time there are some good men and women, seeing the wind and rain over the Chongming Mountain House but never disperse the colorful clouds, they think it is a fairy Lingying, secretly take the incense candle, and secretly bless outside the Chongming Mountain House. However, in these matters, the immortal warlock did not have the slightest concept of being close to the people, and directly asked Old Master Gu to arrange a few servants and fast guards, and he did nothing else every day, just patrolled around the Chongming Mountain House.

Naturally, the immortal warlock has such a large amount of floating wealth hoarded by the Five Tigers Sect over the years, and he will not extort anything in such trivial matters, and the patrolling catchers will divide the accounts by month, and each person can at least drop more than eight taels of filament silver. The money was not eaten by the plaintiff when the defendant made a lot of money, but it was better to be idle and take care of the food.

This kind of beauty difference has made the soap catchers in Foshan Town compete for a while, and all kinds of trivial things during this period are not enough for outsiders.

In a partial courtyard of Chongming Mountain House, the pickpocket little leper and his little brother were carried by a Taoist soldier like catching chickens, and were directly sent to a small pool made of bluestone slabs.

On the edge of the pool, there was only a short, stocky, broad-mouthed monk sitting with his feet crossed, a razor in his hand, scraping back and forth on a taut piece of cowhide.

The wide-mouthed monk glanced over here, and snorted in his nostrils: "The lord sent me to shave my head, and the result is just two little ghosts?"

That soldier is also Wei Ye's old background since Zhangye, and replied with a smile: "Except for these little ghosts, those who have been stealing chickens and dogs for years, how can there be room for influence? In these days, how many pickpockets who came to Foshan Town to beg for a living have been disinfected by us, and they are the Guangzhou helmsmen of the beggar gang, and they were not also beheaded by the Zhou brothers? It's just that the lord has always had a big plan, and he is not in the mood to pay attention to these chickens and dogs for a while. ”

When the toad Wang Chao heard this, he just snorted and smiled: "Although you have a lot of affairs, but now the poor monk is also the king of the hero building, there are a lot of things, such a trivial matter, the brothers casually cut the braids of these two boys, and then wash it, why do you have to have the poor monk to do this?"

The little leper looked at this big-mouthed fat monk, and just shouted in his heart: "It's bad, aren't these bulls going to sell me to this fat bald donkey as a little monk......?"

I was thinking about it, but I saw the fat monk coming over, pulling his pigtail with one hand, and straightforwardly slashing a few knives, the sparse hair fell to the ground, only the fat monk complained to himself: "Lice, fleas, scars, it's really pickled and dirty, thanks to the good heart of the lord, and I also gave you little bad seeds an elixir, let the monk say, it's better to swallow it in one bite, but it's clean!"

What the monk was scolding, the little leper didn't understand it at all, and saw the short and fat monk take out a topaz vial from his sleeve and pour out the dark brown ointment inside. The jade bottle looked no bigger than a finger's belly, but the ointment poured out was endless, and in a blink of an eye, the two little leprosy were drenched into two black clay figures.

The ointment was stained with the skin, and suddenly there was a tingling and itching feeling, the little leper couldn't help but want to scratch, and the toad Wang Chao didn't talk nonsense with the two of them, just waved the monk's sleeve, and there was a strong force, pushing the two people straight into the pool.

By the two little pickpockets desperately scratching their bodies in the water, rubbing out the old mud layer by layer, the toad Wang Chao said to the soldier in front of him with a straight face: "Since the Puxiang Taoist was arrested, Sima Niangzi went to the Jade Emperor Temple of Guanyin Mountain, first, to make a front station for the lord, to see if the place can set up a lower courtyard of Daohai Zongyuan, and secondly, how many women did the thief leave in the Jade Emperor Temple, how to deal with it, whether the lord or you, you must always avoid suspicion." It is established as the lower house, and it is probably mainly based on the female crown, which goes without saying. But how is it that Foshan Town is also the place where the lord personally ordered the opening altar of the spiritual cave to explain the teachings, and there are some things, without the lord's orders, I should prepare in advance for the lord - when you patrol the streets in shifts, what different winds can you hear?"

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"Naturally, there is a rumor, but to be honest, it's not a rumor, it's just a door-to-door petition. ”

The immortal warlock stood next to the magic circle, his eyes passed through the swaying red flags, and he looked at the adventurers in the center of the circle who were challenging Clementine again, and said without looking back:

"Five days ago, a few Xiucai spread small words in different places, saying, 'Since Wei Zhenren has established a sect and received the post of the great general Fugong, he should have led a team to the north of the Beijing Division earlier, fought for a name, and came back with an imperial seal. ’”

"Three days ago, Liang Juren's family held a literary meeting, gathering the little Xiucai, the old Xiucai, and the not too old Xiucai in Foshan Town, but they didn't do a serious article, but talked about Daohai Zongyuan's pilgrimage to Beijing, which is a great thing for the benefit of Sangzi. ”

"Today, Old Master Gu, who is the same as the Yamen, also began to beat the side drum, and there was only one sentence in and out of his words: Master Wei Daxian, when will you go north to Beijing?"

Speaking of this, Wei Ye snorted and slammed a letter in his hand to the ground: "Fukangan's World Leaders Conference was held in August, and it was only less than May, so they were eager to be like this? ”

He Ming was just engrossed in cheering for Peter and Lucloth, and didn't pay attention to what the immortal warlock was saying at all, only Lu Yan, who was accompanying Wei Ye, picked up the letter and read it hastily, only to see that Wei Ye's twenty major sins were listed on it, not only Wei Ye was the culprit of the crime that could not be punished, but Li Datong didn't leave any good words, but the name of the recipient was unclear, only the word "Yaofeng".

"Liang Guanting's letter was not sent to anyone else, but to Liang Yaofeng, who was connected to the same sect, and Liang Guozhi, the current minister of military aircraft and the secretary of the household department! I can't imagine that Liang Guozhi, who has only been a Guangdong Taoist for more than a year, can actually have such a good friendship with an old man in Foshan Town? Well, it's really good, according to the meaning of this Liang Juren, when Wei enters Beijing with the front foot, his fellow sect will send troops with Fukangan to take people, isn't it, but it is a good calculation!"

Wei Ye sneered here again and again, and behind him, Ma Chao slammed the iron spear, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wei Ye: "Meng Qi, come back! It's just a trivial matter, it's worth taking it seriously? Not to mention sending a letter to Liang Guozhi a Han official book, that is, the old man went directly to the capital to knock on the que, what is it worth? It is this letter, which was also copied back by Guriggs, and the original is still on the old servant of the Liang family. ”

After that, the immortal warlock pulled back the letter paper in Lu Yan's hand, and spit out the heat in his palm, and the paper ash was like a black butterfly, floating away without a trace.

"Since everyone is looking forward to Wei Mou's trip to the capital division so much, then I naturally have to respond to the people's hearts, leave immediately, leave immediately, and leave tomorrow - Ah Yan, go and gather all your juniors and disciples to have a new task arrangement for the teacher!"

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The execution of their master's orders by the disciples of the Daohai Sect Yuan, whether it was speed or strength, made ordinary martial arts sects ashamed.

Of course, most of the people in the sect are Taoist soldiers brought out by Wei Ye, if they don't even have the foundation to prohibit this order, Wei Ye doesn't have to hang the signboard of Liangzhou Mu and fight for venison with Taiping Dao and Dagun Mansion.

In one breath, he ordered fourteen Dao soldiers to set off with him, connecting He Ming's partner, Lu Yan and Ma Chao, the two personal disciples, and Li Daxiong's mount, which was the lineup of Daohai Zongyuan to participate in the world's head conference.

Toad Wang Chao and the remaining fourteen Taoist soldiers are still staying in the Chongming Mountain House, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, such a force is enough to suppress all changes in Foshan Town, not to mention that there is a four-person team led by Su Che secretly not to mention, Wei Ye also gave a batch of newly refined Liujia arrows, mixed yuan ruyi stones, and Dongyang Yanguang arrows during this period of time, that is, the governor of Liangguang transferred the green battalion soldiers and the pacesetters under his command to kill the generals, and there is no need to worry about anything.

During the Xianfeng Dynasty, on the Bali Bridge, the monk Gelinqin and Shengbao led tens of thousands of elites of the Mongolian Eight Banners, which was also the greatest reliance of the Qing family to suppress the Han family, and was still annihilated by the 8,000 British and French troops who annihilated half of them and suffered only a few casualties. The so-called "unparalleled cavalry and archery" Manchurian bravery, under the cover of the ancient army rifle fire, is just a joke.

And relying on the spiritual machine that constantly spits out of the underground spiritual cave, and relying on the five-way fire array set up by Wei Ye in advance, the combat power that the fourteen Dao soldiers of the Daohai Sect Yuan can put in, although it will not "erode dozens of miles with one cannon", it is no less than the war meat grinder of Verdun.

I only hope that whether it is Liang Juren or Guangzhou officialdom, everyone had better be smarter, and before the dust settles on the matter of Jingshi, don't be so anxious and busy rushing towards Huangquan Road.