Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 317: It's just a foreign gun, we at Baiyun Temple are not afraid

"who!"

The Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple who were accompanying them instantly became alert, formed a certain formation, and unleashed the special effects of their Qi Gong, shouting at Zhenduo who had shown his head.

"Don't get excited, everyone. It's me. It's Xiaona."

Zhenduo, whose head had just stuck out of the hole, exerted force and now half of his body has squeezed out of the hole. He was smiling and waving at the group of Taoist priests.

"Xiao Na? Oh, you are..."

We have to mention the old Taoist priest in Baiyun Temple. This has nothing to do with the Quanzhen Taoism, but it is because Baiyun Temple is located at the feet of the emperor in the capital.

There are so many dignitaries and even royal family members coming and going, and we have to serve these distinguished guests well. Otherwise, the number of worshippers coming to Baiyun Temple will not be able to compare with that of Yonghe Palace. If we make them unhappy again, we can disband our Quanzhen ancestral temple.

Remembering the guest's name and origin is just the first compulsory lesson. Although the Qing Dynasty died out long ago, these customs still exist, and Zhu Yuantian has been the abbot of Baiyun Temple since the Guangxu period.

Although he is not young anymore, thanks to Quanzhen Alchemy and Yangshen, his soul is extremely powerful and he does not have to worry about Alzheimer's disease. He has also remembered the names of the nobles in the Qing Dynasty.

The abbot of Baiyun Temple looked at Zhenduo and thought for a moment, then said, "I have seen you before, the child of the Yehenara family of the Qing Dynasty. I even came to consecrate you when I was a child. Your name is Zhenduo, right?"

"I didn't expect the old abbot to still remember me. It's an honor. What an honor."

Since the old abbot had spoken, the old Taoist priests nearby naturally did not dare to act rashly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhen Duo exerted force with his upper body muscles and directly crawled out of the place which was not much bigger than a dog hole.

Then there was a "crackling" sound of bones popping.

It was impossible for a big man like Zhenduo to get out of such a small dog hole. Although with his strength, he could collapse the entire courtyard wall with a strong struggle, but did he dare?
As long as he was still living in the capital, he would not dare to destroy the buildings of Baiyun Temple. After all, he was just a poor heir of the previous dynasty.

Fortunately, Na Zhenduo is very powerful and has learned a lot from the palace, and the bone shrinking technique is one of them.

Zhenduo used his bone-shrinking technique, then hunched his chest and folded his stomach, letting out the breath in his chest. His muscles also shrank, and he looked like a skinny child less than 1.7 meters tall.

At this moment, he took a deep breath in front of everyone and released his bone-shrinking technique, which was like a miracle that transformed a living person.

"Zhenduo, what are you doing here at Baiyun Temple today? We have a distinguished guest visiting us today, and we have blocked the backyard route. How did you sneak in? What's your purpose?"

Seeing Zhenduo's behavior, the old Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple who were present were all senior masters of the sect with sharp eyesight. Naturally, they could tell that this legendary street thug was an incredible master. They became more alert. The abbot of Baiyun Temple who was standing next to Zhu Yuantian shouted at Zhenduo angrily.

Normally, Quanzhen Taoist temples have absorbed some Zen terms. The first person in charge of the temple is called the abbot, who is responsible for spreading the Dharma, setting an example, and managing the ideological aspects; the second person in charge is called the abbot, who is generally responsible for managing the specific affairs of the temple.

But generally speaking, the abbot is the top leader and is in charge of everything, so the nominal third-in-command, the abbot, is actually the second-in-command, similar to the deputy head.

Uncle Shen Teng taught us that the deputy headmaster also needs to be supported, so the deputy headmaster also needs to speak. But he also taught us that the deputy headmaster means that if the headmaster is not here, I will be the headmaster. But isn’t the headmaster here now?

Zhenduo didn't even look at the abbot, but pointed at Zhu Yuantian's nose and said, "What distinguished guest? I am not a distinguished guest. Why didn't I see you being so snobbish when the Qing Dynasty was still in power? Well, Baiyun Temple is a place of flattery and despises the poor. What kind of Taoist holy place is it? It's better to destroy it today!"

Then he pulled out a Thompson submachine gun from his clothes, which is a set of criminal equipment that often appears in American movies, the famous "Chicago Typewriter".

"That Zhenduo!" The abbot was so angry that his face turned green. A young man from the previous dynasty, a scumbag on the street, dared to come to their Baiyun Temple and speak nonsense.

"You are crazy, aren't you? Don't think that being crazy will save you from death. Let me tell you, although my Quanzhen has many rules, there is no rule of not killing!"

"Superintendent, be careful. Don't underestimate me!"

Unlike the old Taoist priests in Baiyun Temple who had never seen modern weapons, Zhang Zhiwei was well aware of the horror of these things. "These are foreign guns, with unparalleled power, beyond human power."

"Master Zhiwei, don't worry." The old Taoists in Baiyun Temple were quick to follow suit. It was a Taoist temple that could serve the royal family under the imperial city, so they changed their tone quickly. After making He Songling laugh inexplicably in the temple just now, they changed their name from "Master Zhang" to "Master Zhiwei".

"It's just a foreign gun. It's not like we haven't seen it before. When the British and French allied forces and the Eight-Nation Alliance entered Beijing, they also came to harass our Baiyun Temple. We beat them and fled away every time."

Zhang Zhiwei was filled with despair when he heard this. He was not desperate for others, but for himself. He actually began to agree with He Songling's statement. What is this called? His heart was shaken. But there was nothing he could do. The reality was right in front of him.

When did this happen?

World War I is over and the world situation is turbulent. According to Lao He, World War II may start soon. This group of old Taoists still hold on to the ideas of the Eight-Nation Alliance and even the Anglo-French Alliance.

That was so long ago!
Isn't the technology of the foreigners developing? Isn't the weapon developing? If you go out and take a look, let alone the foreign army, just take a look at those stinky warlords under the bald man, what kind of weapons are they using now, you can't say such things.

How can a bolt-action rifle from the late 19th century be compared to a fully automatic submachine gun from the mid-20th century? And the bulge on this guy's waist clearly showed that he was hiding something else. Just from what Zhang Zhiwei could see, there were several of the latest grenades from the US military.

Zhang Zhiwei had been blown up by this thing before. It was a grenade from three generations ago, but it could still send him to the hospital. Although He Songling's strength played a major role in that, why would it be so troublesome to blow up the people in Baiyun Temple?

Except for a few strong men like the abbot and the dean, the rest of the people would not be able to withstand such grenades thrown at them by even two ordinary people.

What's more, Zhenduo's strength is indeed not weak.

"Really?" Zhenduo grinned, exerted force with his fingers, and the gun in his hand spewed out evil tongues of fire.

“Thump, thump, thump… Da da da da…”

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)