The military vehicles from the special high school were like a lightning speed, and they slaughtered towards Qinglian Temple with great momentum. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a person from the intelligence agency of the military department, although he is not one of the best talents in the army university, Captain Kanonai has also seen too many political disputes in the army, and when he climbed all the way, he also showed enough skills.

He also knew very well that the place he was going to had some power lurking under the table, not those shameless and incompetent bald donkeys who lived by deceiving believers.

But the remnants of the skeletons in the Western-style Pavilion, the accusations of the survivors, and the faintly stirred up folk sentiment are the best cards in Captain Kaminai's hand. In the face of surging public opinion and surging public indignation, who does not need to avoid the road? Even the prime minister must bow and step down!

Of course, this premise lies in whether this surging public opinion and surging public anger can be used by the military?

For example, the bigwigs of the imperial faction shouted the slogan of "Heaven punishes the national thief" and instructed some unclear soldiers to hack down some political enemies, so that they could have the cheekiness to jump out to protect the "righteous men" afterwards and stand with the people they usually looked down upon.

But what if the anger is directed at the military? I'm sorry, it's a trick on the part of the non-nationals, a conspiracy of the Red Elements, and the military department only needs to talk to them with a rifle.

This is the reason why civilian officials have become more and more unable to fight the military over the years. The military department is the hand that holds the gun, and this hand has become the most powerful faction in the political struggle.

Military vehicles surrounded the mountain gate of Shoren-ji Temple, and the gendarmes directly under the Nagasaki Special High School jumped out of the cars in full gear and opened a cordon beside Captain Kannai.

Captain Kanuai, who was dressed in an army uniform, wore a saber around his waist and nodded to the monk guarding the door in front of the door: "I am Kaminai, the head of the Special High Division of the Nagasaki Prefectural Police Department, who is in charge of investigating the murder of a young girl in a foreign pavilion, and now we are officially conducting a search of your temple, so please cooperate with our actions." ”

After that, Captain Kaminai didn't allow those monks to refuse, and waved his hand violently, and suddenly the gendarmes of the special high class under his command rushed directly into the Qinglian Temple!

On the top of the main hall of Qinglian Temple, the monk of Shanshou sits in front of the statue of the Buddha Buddha and the Eight Great Boys of the King of Ming and the King of Ming, wearing the Tongba pattern robe of the great monk of Koyasan, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, and his face is calm.

Contrary to what the outside world has imagined, the monks of Koyasan, especially those like him, know what kind of wind and rain Koyasan has been in for more than a thousand years. Not to mention that the gendarmes of the Special High Division went to the door to search, even the battle when Oda Nobunaga led the army to wash Koyasan, and the eighteen factions of the Koyasan Shingon sect did not take half a step back!

Monk Shanshou was still in the mood to look through the pages at hand, which were the materials hurriedly sent by the attendant beside him: "Kaminai Quanzao, a son from a farming family in Gunma County, graduated with the highest grades in the Army Non-commissioned Officer School, and is also a rare elite in the Army Youth General School. It's just a pity that because of the poor family background, there is no chance of being admitted to the Army University. Otherwise, it is not something that can be limited by the head of a Nagasaki special high school. ”

Speaking of this, the monk Shanshou sighed with emotion: "After all, he is a rare young talent in the country, how can he be casually lost in the hands of the old monk? ”

In the voice of the old man's self-talk, the two waiters who usually accompanied him exhaled in a low voice, only to see that in the twilight, a large group of bats fell from the sky, and among the wings of a group, a pale-faced man appeared.

The monk nodded slightly to the man: "Count Alkad, you are still here." No, there are no laypeople in Qinglian Temple, and the old monk should still call you 'Fallen Paladin', His Excellency Dekalya, the former Piercing Gongde. Although you used to be the most loyal knight of the Church, in the end, because of the betrayal of the Church, you gave up the light and turned to the dark. ”

Speaking of this, the monk Shanshou still clasped his palms lightly: "But even if you give up the light, you shouldn't be in cahoots with those filthy South American indigenous gods." Although the old monk still does not know which of the great Abbisleys of the Imperial Mountain killed the bloody Countess Elizabeth, this can be regarded as a warning to Your Excellency! Please think carefully about your deeds, repent of your crimes as soon as possible, and return to the camp of light. ”

The Grand Duke of Wallachia and Dekalya III, who were once written into the long history of the war between Christianity and the Turkish Empire under the name of "Piercing Duke", are also the descendants of the dragon knight family praised by European countries and the guardians of Christianity once recognized by the Church. Likewise, it was the traitor hated by the Ottoman Turkish Sultan who executed the cruel enemies of an unknown number of Turkish soldiers.

But this name is now only based on the vampire legend of the Blood Baron, the terrifying Count Dracula.

Listening to the monk Shanshou mention his old story, the pale-skinned De Carya only snorted slightly, as if he was listening to passers-by talk about the past.

However, the words of the monk still aroused some of Dekalya's feelings, and his heart moved slightly, and he remembered the little boy who came to the Sultan's palace as a hostage hundreds of years ago.

De Carya bowed slightly, and said softly: "Although when I was a human being, I used to receive blessings and gifts in the Holy See, and once the whole of Christendom thought that I would be a shield of Christendom against the expansion of those barbaric and crazy infidels. But I know very well that the reason why I fought with the Turks, stripped thousands of Mamluk soldiers naked, and clothed them alive with pointed stakes, so that all the Sudanese troops were so frightened that they could not hold their scimitars when they heard the name of the Piercing Prince, was not because I had the devout faith of those saints. ”

"That's just because my pursuit of pleasure is different and I don't find what satisfies me in women, food, and wealth. Just as my brother was willing to be a Pasha lord under the rule of the Sultan so that he could live a happy and contented aristocratic life, I can only find what I am looking for from my dead enemies. So I used to be very attentive to learning their tactics at the Sultan's palace, and I was happy to conquer new lands for the Sultan. But when I had the opportunity to betray the Turks, I would never hesitate, and I personally made the first prisoners to be pierced and executed by the same hands as my classmates who had studied with me at the Sultan's Palace. ”

Speaking of this, De Carya hooked the corners of his mouth and asked rhetorically, "Then how can I be immersed in memories, give birth to superfluous feelings of regret, and then confess to you religious scholars who claim to be bright?"

The shrill voice of the world's most famous blood earl echoed through the Buddha hall, causing the attendants who were accompanying the monk to change their faces suddenly, and they fell down covering their ears.

Only the face of the monk is still the same, from the time when Dekalya came to the Buddha hall, the great monk of Koyasan used the method of Buddhist meditation to knock on the heart, trying to draw out some good thoughts in Dekalya's heart, and used the method of Buddha's best degree to extradite the blood earl in one fell swoop.

But the monk Shanshou did not expect that the piercing prince who once guarded Christendom in front of him was not as rumored, because of the incompetence of the Holy See and the betrayal of the French, he finally fell into the dark race.

Originally, in the old monk's imagination, whether it was France, which betrayed Joan of Arc, habitually betrayed Christian countries, and was the most enthusiastic with Ottoman Turkey, but still claimed to be the cornerstone of Christianity, or the Vatican, which had elected many absurd popes, in the final analysis, could not truly represent the Christ of the Piercing Faith. So as long as the piercing Gongde Kalya still has a trace of faith in the light, and these external things are excluded, there is always the possibility of returning to the light.

But the good old monk never expected that the blood clan that appeared in front of him was an anti-social personality that could not be used even more standardly, so that all his previous foreshadowing was wasted!

At this moment, in his sharp answer, there was a spiritual power that was condensed like substance, attacking the old monk!

It was as if the invisible force was about to burst open the chest cavity and pull out the heart of everyone who heard the voice!

The monk raised the Buddha beads in his hand and shouted: "Huh!"

The word "sigh" sounded, above the Buddha hall, the statue of the King of the Immovable Ming faintly vibrate, and the Buddha's light turned into a golden pestle mantra wheel, firmly covered in front of the good monks, but the golden pestle in the mantra wheel was still slightly dim, and it was obviously not lightly injured.

However, the millilight released by the golden pestle spell wheel also made De Carya slightly vigilant, and for a while, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

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Outside the Qinglian Temple, as Captain Kaminai led people into the temple, the gendarmes who stayed behind outside saw an extremely strange scene.

The monks of Qinglian Temple, dressed in black monks' robes, were busy pulling up the ropes and circling the temple with some strangely dressed figures.

It is a common thread at the festival, and to put it bluntly, there are white slips of paper called "paper hanging" hanging on the straw rope. But the Zhulian rope pulled up by these monks is still a little special, with more cinnabar charms on it, and this mix and match style is even more bizarre.

And on the wooden pillar used to wrap the rope, I don't know when there are more monkeys.

But the monkey's face was full of great fear, and then he raised his paw to cover his eyes. As the macaques covered their eyes, the eyes of the gendarmes also darkened, and there was no highlight at all, like blind people with their eyes open. One after another, macaques constantly jumped out of the void and arched around the Qinglian Temple, either with their claws plugged into their ears or with their claws closed. And in the center surrounded by these strange apes, those menacing gendarmes all sat on the ground with blank expressions.

In the distance, someone raised a telescope, looked at the apes that suddenly appeared, and flicked his tongue lightly:

"Don't look at it when you cover your eyes, don't say anything when you plug your mouth, don't listen to what is rude when you plug your ears, this is the so-called 'three no-apes'. These three ape enchantments are really interesting to look at, not only sealing the movement in Qinglian Temple, but anyone who approaches this temple is equivalent to being blinded by these monkeys, and they can't do anything. These monks, the sense of secrecy is strong enough!"

With emotion, Wei Ye didn't forget to look at those who were dressed strangely and assisted the monks of Qinglian Temple in arranging the enchantment.

Unlike those Esoteric Dharma monks with fluttering sleeves, the people who assisted Qinglian Temple in arranging the enchantment were all dressed as warriors, with a masked scarf wrapped around their heads, centipede hexagrams on their bodies, and leggings on their pants, which looked no different from people in the green forest.

But these people's masked scarves are made into the appearance of yin and yang fish, looking at the faces are Taijitu, but they don't see the temperament of Taoism at all, and they only feel that the aesthetics are broken.

And the strangest thing about these people is that they carry a single knife in one hand and a round shield in the other, and the shield is not a serious wooden shield and leather shield, but a large iron cast gossip mirror!

Whether it was the strange dress or those strange equipment, it made the immortal warlock look like he had been struck by lightning on his face: "What the hell is this? Even if it is a great god in the countryside, he knows how to wear a better dress, how can he hide his head and come out without showing his face like this? If it weren't for the aura of Daomen on these guys, I really don't want to admit that they are from the Daomen, or is it more convenient to call them ninjas......

Grumbling, the immortal warlock didn't seem to notice that the powerful aura behind him was getting closer and closer, and just asked, "These guys, I think they should be your subordinate Dao soldiers?"

While speaking, the atmosphere in front of Qinglian Temple changed again!

Although those apes who did not speak, listened, or looked at turned the gendarmes who stayed at the gate of the temple into paralyzed people who did not know who to do. But this is not the only thing for the people of the special high class.

Soon, the reconnaissance team scattered outside the Qinglian Temple by Captain Kaminai noticed that something was wrong, and these gendarmes who slipped through the net were ruthless enough, and they directly fired at those monks and Taoist soldiers of the Qinglian Temple!

A series of metal explosions, bullets hit the shining iron gossip mirror, the soldier Ping Pong only popped out a spark, his left hand maintained this iron mirror shield, and those strangely dressed Taoist soldiers already held the handle of the single knife in their right hand. As his right shoulder sank as he fell, the snow light sword light slashed back towards those gendarmes with a hissing sound.

At the moment of close combat, those gendarmes also suddenly got on their bayonets, and in the blink of an eye, the shootout turned into a bloody fight between bayonets and single knives!

In all fairness, the white-knuckle battle of the Showa Army can be regarded as the top three among the armies of the same era. But in the face of those strangely dressed Taoist soldiers, they were declared a fiasco!

The bayonet hit the iron gossip mirror, and suddenly the mirror was bright, and a strong light bounced out from the iron mirror, and the bayonet was immediately broken with the muzzle!

Wei Ye looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This equipment is good, but I don't know, which family and which faction is the number of this gossip mirror with a knife in one hand?"

To his question, someone replied in a calm voice: "They are all my disciples. ”

"Dare to ask your name?"

"Xuanyuan is the truth, Huang Jiaxian said. ”

If you are sick, please take a day off today.

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