Chapter Seventy-Two: Going to the Meeting Alone

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Although Zhao Fan and Li Shengnan did not show any flaws in the previous banquet and the subsequent attack, most of them have won the favor of Ximen Muye and others, and have won some trust. But for people like them who have just surrendered, it is obviously impossible for the Manchu court to be completely at ease.

Therefore, Zhao Fan expected that Ximen Muye must have secretly assigned people to monitor, if he went out of the city as an "ochre army", he would inevitably be discovered on the way, although the consequences may not be bad, but it will never be good, at least it will make the Qing court masters a little suspicious.

In order to avoid being discovered by the Manchu spies, Zhao Fan could only pretend to be an ordinary resident first, climb over the wall from the hidden place of the courtyard wall, wait until he reached the ground, and then re-disguise himself as the "Ochre Shan Army" to have a good meeting with the people in the "Red Flower Society".

In order not to appear too enthusiastic or too lazy, Zhao Fan quietly turned out of the pavilion, and then walked around the city a few times, and finally came to the Tianshi Temple on the outskirts of the city alone at the end of the afternoon.

I don't know if I don't come, and I'm scared when I come.

Originally, on the ground in northern Liaoning, the Taoist gate was not prosperous, in addition to the immortal heavenly shaman in the Jurchen country, it was a monk from Tubo, in Zhao Fan's mind, the so-called "Heavenly Master View" was at most a small courtyard of more than 1,000 square meters, and it was already commendable to have a Sanqing Palace, and if there were a few side halls, it would be even more good.

However, what amazed him was that the "Heavenly Master View" that was chosen for the meeting turned out to be a large temple that occupied a considerable area. Even if it is just a rough view, it is not far from the Taiyi Temple that I visited outside Jingzhou that day.

This discovery made Zhao Fan secretly speechless.

What is that Taiyi Temple? It is the lower courtyard of the Wudang faction, the peak of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, and the resident master is the senior disciple of the Wudang faction's Yuxu Palace elder Mu Daoren. With such strength, in the rivers and lakes, it can already be called a hegemon, and it is ten times stronger than the "Tianlongmen" of Tianguinong or the "Black Dragon Gate" of Hailanbi.

And now, a Taoist temple that is working hard in a remote place in eastern Liaodong where the Taoist gate is not prominent, can be casually compared with the lower courtyard of the Wudang faction, from this point of view, the backstage of this Taoist temple must be extremely hard, and the silver money in hand must be very large, otherwise before he can set up a temple, I am afraid that he will be looted dozens of times by the mountain bandits everywhere, and when the Taoist temple is built, it will be beaten by the surrounding martial arts sect countless times of autumn wind.

It is such a Taoist temple with a hard background and a lot of silver, but at this moment it can be borrowed by the people of the "Red Flower Society" effortlessly as a venue to meet with Zhao Fan, if it is not for the face of the "Red Flower Society" is big enough, it is the industry of the "Red Flower Society" at all, and since it was built, it has accepted the protection of the "Red Flower Society".

What is the case...... Zhao Fan secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that there are many second cases. Even considering that the martial arts of Liaodong is far more withered than the Central Plains, and being able to save such a family business under the nose of the Qing court, the strength of this "Red Flower Society" may still need to be raised by a few levels.

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much, so let's worship the mountain. ”

Standing in the distance and observing carefully for a while, Zhao Fan finally shook his head, dissipated the nonsense in his mind, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door of the hall.

The "Red Flower Society" seemed to attach great importance to today's meeting, and at this moment, the door of the hall was closed, and the sign of thanking customers was hung up, leaving only two Zhike Taoists standing at the door, vigilantly watching the passers-by around them. Occasionally, some good men and women passed by and wanted to enter the temple to worship, but under the persuasion of the Zhike Taoist, they also left one after another.

In this case, the two acquaintances naturally noticed this guy with abnormal behavior. After beating each other, the Taoist on the left immediately greeted him and stopped Zhao Fan's footsteps quite politely.

"This young man, I have something to thank you today, if you want to visit the shrine, please another day. ”

"Hmm, thank you?" Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows and showed a strange smile, "Poor Dao thinks that it should be to welcome the 'distinguished guest', right?"

"Hey, although it's a bit boastful to call yourself a 'distinguished guest', but Poor Dao should be the guest waiting for everyone in the view. Zhao Fan said, and in the surprised eyes of the Zhike Daoist, he took out the letterhead he received in the morning from his arms and handed it over.

"This Daoist brother, please also forward this letter to the heroes of the 'Red Flower Society' in the view, and when you go, you will say that the Qingcheng Sect Songfeng Guan Ochre Shan Army has come as promised, and please also invite the 'Red Flower Society' to see the light. ”

After the order, Zhao Fan stood with his hands in his hands, made the posture of his predecessors, and never said a word again.

After hearing his words, the Zhike Taoist already knew that it was the Lord who came, so he hurried into the house. After a while, I heard a series of hurried footsteps inside the gate of the gym, like a well-trained army, and rushed to the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Fan's eyes swept away, and he saw two rows of powerful men standing on the left and right of the door, each holding a nine-ring gold-backed machete in his hand, looking full of momentum. More than 20 pairs of eyes are full of murderous aura, looking at the posture, it seems that as long as someone walks inside, these big men will immediately raise their knives and fall down, and cut them into meat puree.

It's a pity that this battle can't scare Zhao Fan.

I think that when he broke through the rivers and lakes, he didn't have today's martial arts, and he had already fought head-on with the killers of Tsing Yi Lou and the disciples of Liufen and a half Hall, and the horror of those enemies was far from being comparable to the looks in front of him. And these elite troops who specialize in fighting in the rivers and lakes and aim at masters, their elite Cheng DΓΉ is far better than the Safflower Society warriors who take the ordinary government as their imaginary enemy.

After experiencing those things, how could Zhao Fan be deterred by this little momentum? What's more, the so-called "master of art is bold", when Zhao Fan's martial arts are dozens of times that of back then, when he faces this kind of scene, he naturally has more courage and self-confidence.

"I didn't expect that in order to meet the poor road, the 'Red Flower Society' people actually put on such a battle, which really flattered the poor road. Zhao Fan looked at the knife array inside the door and smiled, "Since you are so generous, how can Poor Dao brush off your kindness?"

Zhao Fan said, immediately put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the center of the sword formation without hesitation.

With every step, the momentum on his body rose like a balloon, and when he walked to the threshold of the Heavenly Master's Temple, the red-clothed Taoist robe on his body was already bulging as if it was filled with wind, with a strong aura that surrounded his body and could not be seen by ordinary people, so he squeezed straight into the passage between the two rows of big men, slowly but firmly