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Chapter 273 Stormy Calm

After entering the battle, Zhao Sanyuan could clearly see the buildings in the manor, but no matter how he moved forward, he couldn't get closer. It felt like he was running to death while looking at the mountains.

Therefore, Zhao Sanyuan, who was forced to do nothing, admired himself very much. What on earth did he think? He could actually believe that Dad could lead him out of the battle.

He was resisting in his heart and honest in his body. He was actually moving forward and turning in circles in the wheat field, not knowing where to go.

I’ve heard of people looking for teeth all over the ground, but I’ve never heard of people looking for daddy everywhere.

In fact, it was similar to what Zhao Sanyuan expected. Huzi was under great pressure at the moment and he couldn't hide it anymore.

In front of the steps of the main building on the second floor, Jishou, who is responsible for reception, approached Huzi to arrange work. Jishou is the backbone of the bottom of Yiguandao and is the direct descendant of the altar masters in various places. Many academic affairs are run by Jishou on behalf of the altar masters, such as Talking about a large altar like Shimen Branch Altar, there are at least tens of thousands of registered disciples. The master of the branch altar alone cannot handle the workload, so there must be a management mechanism similar to a pyramid. As for the number of followers, there are no hard requirements, as long as It doesn't matter if the local forum master is willing to accept one. It doesn't matter if he accepts a hundred.

"Tomorrow is the official day. I think you are quite smart and have been personally received and commended by the altar master, so I will take this good opportunity to train you. Tomorrow you will stay at the door of the meeting hall and wait, as long as you hear the altar master throwing a cup By the way, you rush in immediately. By the way, where is the boy in the flowered pudding? Let's change our clothes quickly tonight so that no one can laugh at us."

Huzi looked extremely serious, "Leader, please say it again, I'm afraid I won't remember it."

Not only was the Taoist priest not angry, he was also very happy.

Not bad, not bad, he is a cautious and reliable good seedling, and he immediately gave the order again.

But Huzi's expression didn't change much, he still had a smart look in his eyes, "Leader, please say it five more times."

???

The Jishou Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, are you too cautious or are you out of your mind?

I told you one-to-one twice and you still can’t remember it?

"Are you playing with me?"

"No way, leader, the main reason is that your instructions are not specific enough. For example, what is the number for breaking the cup? Are you rushing in to refill the tea for the leaders, or is it a performance? Is there a difference between breaking the cup once and breaking it multiple times? What is the specific difference? If someone accidentally fails to hold the tea bowl, how should I respond?"

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment.

I wonder where you have so many problems?

"Spirituality, do you understand spirituality? This secret conversation is not a simple treat for dinner. Let's not talk about Sancai and Master Dian for the time being. The other altar owners are all coming with bad intentions. They all brought people with them. Anyway, it's your fault. I don’t understand either. Just remember that this is our territory and we can’t let Shimen’s faction lose its status. No, I asked you just now where the boy in the floral pudding went and you haven’t told me yet.”

"Falling a cup is a sign, you can't lose your status. I have the final say on our territory. I seem to understand the leader, so leader, you can say it five times again and I will consolidate it."

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Regardless of whether he is really stupid or pretending to be stupid, Huzi's ability to change the subject and manipulate the mentality is undoubted, and he can always divert the conversation.

The Jishou Taoist priest really gave the instructions carefully for a long time. He had never been so attentive to other disciples. He was a good example of mentoring and mentoring.

He really made me cry to death.

But the problem must be faced after all.

"So, where is the Flower Pudding Boy? I don't seem to have seen his shadow since morning."

The pressure came to Hu Zi, and a drop of cold sweat slid down the back of his head. If it was known that Zhao Sanyuan had left secretly all night and for most of the day, the consequences would be serious. Last night, an outside disciple wanted to sneak back to the city to see his mother. After being discovered, He simply disappeared from the world, and even the unlucky guy who was covering up didn't escape punishment.

It is essential for disciples who can work in the manor to be trained intensively in the future, but anyone who tries to be clever will do so at their own risk.

It would be a lie to say that Huzi is not nervous, because from the moment he promised to help Zhao Sanyuan, the two of them were like grasshoppers on a rope. In fact, both of them were gambling, and Zhao Sanyuan was betting that Huzi would not be a villain. , Huzi also bet that Zhao Sanyuan would keep his promise and come back, no matter what the purpose was, to a certain extent it was a two-way journey.

He was nervous, but Huzi had already thought of various reasons.

He first looked left and right, and found that the partition wall had no ears and whispered behind his ears: "My brother was transferred away by the person in charge of peripheral security, but you, the leader, know about us, and we are of the same mind, but after all, the official level is the same How can my brother dare to hide if he crushes people to death? He is forced to patrol the wheat fields."

From a logical point of view, there is no obvious loophole in Huzi's lie, because there is more than one Jishou Taoist priest in the manor. They have their own areas of responsibility, and they are very involved internally. After all, the position of deputy altar leader has just been vacated. Everyone wants to take advantage of the trap and make money.

But the Jishou Taoist priest is not stupid. If it were other times, it would be fine. It is common for each of them to stumble in secret, but this time is different. The standards of the Shimen secret talks are extremely high. Who dares to lose a big thing for a small thing?

Combined with Huzi's reaction before, the Taoist Taoist priest had to wonder where Zhao Sanyuan had gone.

"Really? Then put down everything you are doing and find him back. Just say it's my will and no one dares to stop him."

Huzi was forced to the edge of the cliff.

It was interesting enough to help Zhao Sanyuan cover for so long, but Taoist Jishou was really hard to fool. Even the silly roe deer should have become suspicious at this time.

Then, Huzi still has a final backup plan.

He was overjoyed at first and then looked behind the Taoist Taoist priest with a look of complaint, "Brother, you are finally back. Hurry up, the leader is arranging work."

The Jishou Taoist priest naturally looked back. At this moment, Hu Zi's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his right hand had been extended to his lower back.

The previous warning about whether there were ears on the walls was not just a show. He had really observed carefully and made up his mind to kill the Taoist priest and dig a hole to bury him if the matter was revealed.

But Huzi's murderous intention disappeared instantly, and he regained his wise expression.

As luck would have it, Zhao Sanyuan walked out of the wheat field cursing, rubbing the daddy on the soles of his shoes as he walked.

Jishou Taoist priest looked at Zhao Sanyuan, then at Hu Zi, and finally relaxed, thinking that he had been under too much pressure and too sensitive recently.

When Zhao Sanyuan happened to bump into these two people, a violent storm broke out in his brain. After seeing Hu Zi winking and winking, Zhao Sanyuan, who was very clever, guessed the general situation, avoided the important things and said lightly: "The leader has some work arrangements. ?Are you in a hurry? Why don't you wait for me to rub the cake off your shoes first?"

The Taoist priest waved his hand and said, "Go to the meeting hall to see if there are any mistakes. Ask him about the specific work tomorrow."

After that, he turned and left, and the crisis was temporarily resolved.

The stone in Zhao Sanyuan's heart finally fell, "Forget the polite words, I have to treat you to a big drink later. By the way, you are responsible for all the daddy in the wheat field?"

Although the Taoist priest's suspicion of Hu Zi disappeared, Zhao Sanyuan's suspicion of him began to grow exponentially.

Some of the original actions were full of confusion. Besides, whose position can coincide with the yin and yang of the magic number? Even if Lu Zu was alive, he couldn't have done it by accident, right? It must have been intentional.

So if it was done deliberately, Hu Zi's ingredients are too complicated, and he is definitely not as naive as he appears, and everything must be re-examined.

Who is he?

What is the identity?

Why should we enter the Shimen sub-altar?

What is the real purpose of working hard and settling things for yourself?

Huzi admitted openly, "Yes, you know that I have a bad gastrointestinal condition and I have to poop whenever I want. I don't have time to go to the hut, so I have to make do with it nearby."

Zhao Sanyuan nodded slightly and said nothing more. Because there is no need to say it anymore. No matter what Hu Zi’s purpose is, it can at least prove that he has no ill intentions towards him. After all the bad things Yiguandao has done, how many enemies can he have? So don’t dig into the details for now, business is more important.

"Okay, I'm sorry to have troubled you for so long. You have a good rest first, and I'll go work in the meeting hall."

After getting rid of the tiger, Zhao Sanyuan entered the meeting hall in a low-key manner. Needless to say how luxurious the decoration inside was, anyway, the main hall was as shabby as a cave dwelling by comparison.

Thinking about it from another angle shows how high the standards of this secret meeting are.

Two three talents, three point masters and nine division masters, they are extremely powerful. I think Gao Shou was ambushed and the enemies he faced were of similar specifications. In the end, if it weren't for the brothers and the rabbit If they arrive in time, Lao Gao will definitely die, that is the Suzaku Lao Yang of Da Chongjiu.

Later, when he faced Dou Hai, who was a point master, the weakling was seriously injured and almost killed him. Even though he had grown a lot in the past few years, if he really faced a point master in peak condition, who would win and who would lose? Not necessarily, not to mention there are two or three talented people.

It is true that the master is definitely stronger, but if there is a better way, it will be easier than using real swords and guns.

Therefore, Zhao Sanyuan's method is very simple and crude.

He took out military-grade explosives and a few grenades from his arms, and secretly stuck them under the ebony chair when no one was paying attention.

Over the past few years, Zhao Sanyuan has seen through it. These days, nothing is as exciting as the explosion, and it's useless no matter how hard you try.

When the time comes, all of them will be blasted into the sky and their butts will explode.

"What good things are you hiding?"

There was a question in his ear, and Zhao Sanyuan was so frightened that he almost broke the grenade and pulled it away.

Looking back, I found that Huzi had come close to me at some point, with a puzzled look on his face, "Are you going to eat alone behind my back again? It's so uninteresting."

Zhao Sanyuan rolled his eyes.

He hates people who have no sense of boundaries.

Eat alone?

Your whole family is eating alone!

I really want to put a grenade in your mouth!

"Are you hungry? Let's go for a walk. Let's eat first. I've checked everything here and everything is fine."

Zhao Sanyuan pulled Huzi out without any explanation. It was the first time in his life that he had been so speechless to someone. He hoped he didn't see clearly what he had arranged. In fact, he wasn't afraid if he saw clearly. The explosives and grenades were all used by direct descendants of the Fengjun Army. High-end products, let’s just say the grenade, Citi’s latest MK2, let alone ordinary people, most soldiers in Yan and Huang have never even seen it. From a distance, they thought it was a small cantaloupe, so Huzi said that Zhao Sanyuan eats alone. .

After a night of silence, Zhao Sanyuan, lying on the Datong bunk, could not sleep. He went through the plan over and over in his mind, deducing where there were loopholes.

The calm before the storm.

Tomorrow is the time to see the real chapter. It depends on whether we can find the answers to those secrets and whether we can catch all the big fish in one catch.

If there is a variable, it must be the snoring Hu Zi next to him. This man is full of unknowns. Zhao Sanyuan can only use intuition to judge whether he is a friend or not an enemy, but relying on intuition alone is not safe. Therefore, after coming out of the meeting hall, Zhao Sanyuan Stay with him and be careful not to let him become the sixth child.

But then again, if Huzi really wanted to cause damage, wouldn't he be wary of himself at all? It stands to reason that it would not be difficult for Huzi to figure out that he is an undercover, right?

Whenever he thinks of Hu Zi's problem, Zhao Sanyuan's head is about to smoke, because he really can't tell anything about him, he is just an interesting fool with secrets.

Tossing and turning, the sun still rises.

The atmosphere in the manor also became tense.

At this time, the first group of "guests" arrived, and they were divided into altar masters in Dingxiang County, Shanxi Province.

Then there is the leader of the Chengde branch in Rehe Province.

The head of the altar in Wanquan County, Chazhou Province.

Some are relatively low-key, with only a few people accompanying them, and they sit in a horse-drawn carriage and remain inconspicuous.

Some actually formed a convoy, with several imported cars, full of ostentation.

On the steps of the main building, Kong Xia, the leader of the Shimen sub-altar, was wearing a Taoist robe. She had a kind smile and greeted the visitors warmly. Zhao Sanyuan in the corner could not carefully observe each of the cult leaders, but he felt the dangerous aura from them all.

This bunch of weaklings are at least as powerful as Huang Aimin, they are only strong but not weak.

Being in the dragon's den, Zhao Sanyuan had to be careful with every step he took, and even every look in his eyes could not attract too much attention. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was walking on thin ice.

He was in a good mood, and his palms were gradually sweating.

If possible, he would naturally want to set up the machine gun and attack it, but he knew that this possibility was slim, and it was just a fun thought.

In the evening, more than a dozen senior leaders were dining in the side hall. Zhao Sanyuan and others did not need to wait there, so I don’t know what happened specifically. It was said that they were enjoying themselves and changing glasses.

It wasn't until around Xu time that the main show began.

The leaders entered the meeting hall one by one, and the wind was freezing outside the manor.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

And Zhao Sanyuan finally had the opportunity to observe them.

Men, women, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, some wearing Taoist robes, some wearing casual clothes, enjoying the tea leisurely.

The old man has a kind face and the young man has a bright smile. On the surface, he has nothing to do with the leader of a cult.

But Zhao Sanyuan was too aware of how evil Yiguandao was, and his focus was on the leaders.

Four men and one woman.

Click to teach.

Three talents.

The specific name is not yet known, but the aura is indeed much stronger than that of those altar leaders. This is the highest level Yiguandao executive Zhao Sanyuan has come into contact with, and the explosive grenade is hidden under the sandalwood chair of the female point master.

After all the guests were seated, there was a long silence.

Everyone was silent, either sipping tea or closing their eyes to meditate.

The atmosphere fell into a strange solemnity, making people unable to breathe.

(End of this chapter)