Knife splashing

Chapter 70 Seeking Help from the City God Temple

"Zheng Heibei ran away?"

"That's right... The people from Taixing Car Dealership made the first move last night, and their attack was a Thunder Strike!"

"I heard that in just a short while, 70 to 80 of the Iron Blade Gang's capable fighters were crippled. Their attacks were brutal, and their limbs were all severed..."

"Zheng Heibei must have been frightened and fled that night. I heard he also took away all the gang's money. Many swordsmen are looking for him now, ready to rob the gang and take a piece of the fat meat..."

"By the way, this kid is really a piece of shit. He even cheated his senior brother before leaving."

"How did you do it?"

"He sent all his injured men to Wang Yao's clinic, saying that he would pay them enough money, but they ran away. Now the clinic is full of injured people, and they can't throw them out."

"Haha, that's really wicked..."

In the underworld, all kinds of rumors spread the fastest.

What happened last night had spread throughout Xianyang City before dawn.

Naturally, people in the underworld didn't mention it, as everyone knew that the end of the Zhou family was near.

The people of Xianyang City, however, talked about it with great relish. Some applauded, but there were even more who mocked and ridiculed it. Some even spat at the insults that were thrown harshly, as they felt it was really a relief.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

Sharifei pushed open the city gate and let the crowded crowd pass through.

Under normal circumstances, given his personality, he would have stopped to brag a little and talked about the key role he played in this matter.

But now, he was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else.

The gates of Xianyang City were not opened until the hour of Mao. He had neither the skills to climb over walls nor the ability to run across eaves, nor did he have enough face to ask the guards to put down the hanging basket. He could only wait patiently.

An hour had passed since Li Yan left.

He didn't want to waste time and cause any trouble.

Of course, what Sharifei didn't notice was that Zheng Heibei, the leader of the Iron Blade Gang, also disguised himself as a northern merchant and left the city gate...

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"I'm looking for Taoist Qingyangzi."

Outside the Xianyang City God Temple, Sharifei respectfully handed over the invitation.

This City God Temple is very old. It was built during the Qin and Han Dynasties. It has gone through wars and has been destroyed and rebuilt several times. Now it has become a large temple covering an area of ​​20 acres and with nearly a hundred buildings of various types.

The deity enshrined in the temple is Meng Chong, a great general during the Qin Dynasty.

This kind of secular temple cannot do without folk incense, so the gate is often open to facilitate people to enter and burn incense. There is also a grand temple fair on May 15th every year.

However, since Sharifei was not here to burn incense, he had to hand in a visiting card, otherwise he would not even be able to see the Taoist priest Qingyangzi.

"Please wait a moment, sir."

When the Taoist boy saw the name of Shopkeeper Wan on the visiting card, he naturally would not refuse. After saying something, he quickly ran into the back hall.

Sha Lifei was anxious and waiting outside. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the couplet on the City God Temple, which read: God's eyes are as sharp as lightning and can see the smallest details; people's hearts are like mirrors, knowing good and evil. The horizontal banner reads "Seeing the smallest details clearly."

He used to stay away from these places. After all, everyone who has traveled around the world has done some bad things.

Looking back now, Sha Lifei couldn't help but sigh in his heart: City God, I hope you have eyes as sharp as lightning and can see everything clearly. If you kill the demon and rescue the Taoist priest, I will come to burn incense for you often...

Just as I was daydreaming, the Taoist boy came out, bowed, raised his hand and said, "Layman, please follow me."

Sharifei followed the Taoist boy, passed the gate and the big archway, and came to the back hall from the corridor of the side hall.

In the main hall, there was a statue of a military general, wearing golden armor, with a white face and red beard. He held a sword in his right hand and a big seal in his left hand. His eyes were wide open and he looked very majestic.

The altar in front of the statue is terraced and filled with various black pottery jars, all with yellow talismans pasted on them. There are oil lamps and incense burning around it.

On the side of the altar, an old Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on a cushion. He had white hair, a long beard, a full forehead and a kind face. He was Qingyangzi, the priest of Xianyang Temple.

He wore a nine-beam scarf on his head and a Tongtian robe. Taixuan Orthodox religion respects black, so his robe is black on the outside and white on the inside. There are also embroidered patterns of a blue dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, a black tortoise on the back, and a red bird on the chest, and he wears two belts with a dragon and a tiger.

This majestic and gorgeous outfit is only worn during rituals.

Although Sharifei didn't understand, his attitude was very respectful.

Wang Daoxuan had told him that the City God Temples in various places were all under the management of the Xuan Priests of the Ministry of Rites of the imperial court. This government office was responsible for assessing the Xuanmen monks throughout the world and issuing Taoist certificates, and it had considerable power.

Anyone who can serve as the priest of a city god temple is naturally extraordinary.

Although this Qingyangzi has only three levels of Taoism, he is highly respected and has many disciples. He must not be offended.

"Oh, you found it?" After listening to Sharifei's story, Qingyangzi stroked his beard and said, "I didn't expect that there was a living ghost hidden in Xianyang. It was also the fate of Chen Fakui that he could not escape. You go now, and come to the City God Temple at 9 o'clock in the morning. Someone will accompany you there."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Sharifei became anxious and quickly clasped his fists and said, "Master, human life is at stake. My little brother is guarding there. Besides, the soul of the Taoist priest is still in the hands of the demon. What if..."

"Don't panic."

Qing Yangzi shook his head slightly, "The reason why Chen Fakui stayed in the tomb is because it is difficult for soldiers and puppets to be used during the day, and the ancient tomb is very yin and is not affected. If anyone enters, they will be noticed."

"Similarly, if I were to order the soldiers to arrest someone, I would have to do it at night. If I were to act in a hurry, I would alert the enemy and it would be difficult to save the person."

"Come at 9:00 p.m., you won't be late."

The old Taoist priest was in a high position and had great power, but he had a very kind attitude. Sharifei could not argue with him and could only leave the City God Temple with a bitter face.

Remembering Li Yan's instructions, he hurried back, asked for a list of dead bodies, ran to a nearby coffin shop, asked for a high-quality coffin, and took his men out of the city to capture Wu Laosi and temporarily placed him in the charity cemetery.

After finishing all this, it was Si time (09:11 to :).

Shalifai hurried back to the City God Temple. In addition to Qingyangzi, there were two more Taoists in the main hall.

One of them was wearing a black Taoist robe with a Tai Chi diagram embroidered on the back and a Seven-Star Sword on his back. He had upright features but a murderous aura between his brows.

The other person was wearing a white Taoist robe and a white Bagua belt on his head. His skin was dark, he had a long beard, and he was tall and looked mighty, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Qing Yangzi said to Sharifei, "This is Taoist Master Luo Mingzi from the Law Enforcement Hall, and this is Master Zhao Facheng from the Jiuyuan Sect. They will accompany you."

"Ah, nice to meet you two."

Sharifei clasped his fists respectfully, but his heart skipped a beat.

He remembered that Chen Fakui was from the Jiuyuan Sect, so why should he let them arrest him? What if they abused their power for personal gain and messed things up?
Zhao Facheng of Jiuyuan Sect nodded slightly, then bowed respectfully to Qingyangzi and said, "Thank you, Senior Qingyangzi."

"It doesn't matter."

Qing Yangzi shook his head and said, "You, the Jiuyuan lineage, have been guarding the Mausoleum of the First Emperor for generations and have made contributions to the country. We should give you this little bit of face."

OK, there is indeed a ghost!
Sharifei was very angry, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

He could see that Luo Mingzi had an extraordinary aura and should be a master of hidden energy. Coupled with his magic, he was not someone he could handle.

If something goes wrong due to impulse, it will be troublesome.

After saying goodbye to Qingyangzi, the three of them immediately came out of the main hall and entered the back door of the City God Temple. A Taoist boy had already brought three fast horses.

The three of them didn't waste any words and immediately rode away from Xianyang City...

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Rumble!
The autumn day was gloomy, and there were a few muffled thunders in the sky.

In the dense forest, Li Yan stared at the hill opposite with a serious expression.

He set out early and rode a fast horse. When he arrived at the place Wu Laosi mentioned, he ran into trouble.

There are indeed ancient tombs here, far away from villages and towns, located in the wild mountains and wilderness, rising above the plain. From a distance, it looks like a giant turtle overlooking the Guanzhong Plain.

Although he didn't understand Feng Shui, he could tell that it was a treasure trove.

But the problem is, there is more than one ancient tomb above!
Three were discovered just by observing with the naked eye, but they were so old that even the tomb doors had been opened, obviously by some looters.

Moreover, he didn't know what magic Chen Fakui used to conceal his breath. He used his magical powers, but could only smell a little bit of yin energy in several tombs, and could not find the other party's whereabouts at all.

He didn't dare go up the mountain rashly for fear of being discovered by the other party.

Thinking of this, Li Yan couldn't help but feel anxious.

When faced with this situation, he still had fewer options.

Just then, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance.

Reinforcements are coming?

Li Yan was delighted and hurried to the woods to check.

I saw two riders galloping towards me on a dirt road in the distance. One of them was wearing a sheepskin coat and a dog-skin hat, and the other was wearing a coarse black coat.

Although the two were disguised, Li Yan could see clearly.

It’s clearly Yuan Qu and Zheng Heibei!

(End of this chapter)