The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 653 The mantis stalks the cicada
The eight Vajras were shocked to see the mess on the ground, filled with the corpses of Luojiao followers. The fat Vajra in the lead said angrily:

"Amitabha, I have been praying for salvation for half my life, but I didn't expect there would still be such a monster. If I don't get rid of it today, it will bring disaster to the world in the future!"

The believers shouted:
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot is overestimating one's own strength. Receive your death!"

Fat King Kong held a weapon in his hand, chanted an incantation, and swung his long spear like the wind.

The Eight Vajras are actually eight strong men with shaved heads, each of whom is very skilled in martial arts. As to whether they are monks or not, that is unknown.

Jiang Liuer flipped over and jumped onto the boulder, assuming a mantis fist attack stance, and angrily said:

"Hey! You bald donkey, instead of eating vegetarian food and chanting sutras to cultivate your moral character, you come to the busy city to kill and rob, doing these evil things that are against heaven and earth. You deserve to be killed! Today, I will clean up the mess for the Buddha and kill you all!"

The two swords hit Luo Jiao King Kong.

"Unfair people killing unfair people? I think the ones who deserve to be killed are you!"

The Eight-Cut Sword is as fast as lightning, and the Mantis Leg is as swift as the wind.

Before everyone could react, Jiang Liuer had already rushed to King Kong.

The fat monk kicked his feet, his body flew into the air, and smashed his long spear towards Jiang Liuer.

The long spear weighed more than ten pounds and was swung with great vigor. Jiang Liuer raised his sword to block it, and with a clang, the Eight-Cut Sword was knocked to the ground.

Jiang Liuer only felt the base of his left hand go numb, and his fingers could not move at all. It was as if he was hit by a hammer. He flew back five or six steps, spitting blood.

He staggered and struggled to stand up. The fat monk laughed and said:

"Monster, today is the day you die! I will help you to be reborn!"

Before he could finish his words, the spear came down again, and Jiang Liu'er hurriedly dodged. The spear grazed his scalp and fell with a thud, leaving a finger-deep crater in the grass where he had just stood.

"Bald thief!"

Beads of sweat oozed from Jiang Liuer's forehead. Before he could catch his breath, the fat monk attacked him again.

"With your meager skills, you dare to become an enemy of the Holy Church? Go feed the fish in the canal!"

The long spear came crashing down on his waist, and Jiang Liuer raised his sword to block it. With a clang, the Eight-Cut Sword in his right hand was also knocked away.

The long spear continued to strike, Jiang Liuer picked up a big stick, protected his face, and hit the stick with the long spear, causing wood chips to fly everywhere.

The fat monk laughed and said, "Let's see how long you can hold on, you evil monster!"

Li Zicheng shouted, "Jiang Liu'er, would you like some help?"

Jiang Liu'er jumped out of the circle, picked up the knocked-down Eight-Cut Knife, stretched out his left leg, held the knife in his right hand, and took a mantis-stalking cicada stance. Without even turning his head, he said:
"Old Li, take care of yourself!"

The fat monk jumped over immediately, gathering all his strength, swinging his arms and delivering another round of heavy blows.

Jiang Liuer dodged lightly, and without waiting for the opponent to adjust his attack, the Eight-Cut Blade flew out suddenly, aiming straight for the throat.

The fat monk sneered and used his long spear to block the eight-cutting sword.

When he swept again, the force remained the same, but the speed was obviously slower.

"Okay, now!"

Jiang Liuer had already seized the initiative. Seeing that Fatty Heshan was losing strength, he took advantage of the fact that Fatty Heshan had not been able to retract his spear. He rolled twice and came close to him. He leaped up, blocked the fat monk's thunder-like hammer with his left arm, and with the two fingers of his right hand, he stabbed the opponent's eye socket as fast as lightning.

"Ah!~~~"

King Kong was blinded by this heavy blow and immediately lost his mind. He screamed loudly and waved his spear around.

"Monster, come and kill me! Come and kill me!"

Jiang Liuer jumped out of the circle and looked coldly at the fat monk who had become a disabled man. He kicked the long spear away with one foot and attacked with both swords at the same time, directly blocking his throat.

The fat monk covered his neck and swayed from side to side, making a chuckle, and his body weighing three or four hundred pounds fell to the ground with a bang.

Jiang Liuer survived the disaster and stabbed the fat monk twice more. Seeing that the fat monk was dead, he sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Seeing this, the remaining seven Vajras brandished their weapons and charged towards Jiang Liuer.

"Boom!"

The monk in front was knocked to the ground. His burly and strong body could not stop the sharp lead bullet at all. The bullet made a big hole in his belly, and colorful stuff flowed all over the ground.

King Kong was not completely dead yet. He covered his stomach and let out a howl that was not like a human voice. The people around him saw this and their faces turned pale.

More than ten steps away, Lin Yu silently put down the musket and blew into the steaming muzzle.

Then he took out a fixed bullet from the belt, loaded it skillfully, aimed at the next target, and pulled the trigger.

boom!
A Luojiao follower who was still in a daze fell to the ground, and his death was even more miserable.

The believers looked at each other in surprise. They had not expected that the Tartars' muskets could shoot so far.

Seeing the two great King Kongs being shot dead, Lin Yu reloaded and aimed at the next target. The people of Luo Sect could no longer bear it and screamed and scattered.

Lin Yu looked at Jiang Liuer who was still in a daze and said to the young man:
"Our lives were saved by many brothers. It's not easy for you to survive to this day. Don't confront us head-on."

Li Zicheng stepped forward and helped Jiang Liuer up:

"Brother Lin is right. It's time to let the monster see our true strength." After saying that, he took out a few special arrow feathers from his horse's saddlebag and put them into the arrow holder.

"what is this?"

Jiang Liuer wiped the blood off the Eight-Cut Knife, stared at the tip of Li Zicheng's arrow, and asked curiously.

Li Zicheng said proudly:

"I asked you to take it from the Nanjing Arsenal, but you thought it was too much trouble and refused. Now you know its use!"

After saying that, he took an arrow and put it on the bow, pulled the bowstring to its full extent, and aimed at the fleeing Luojiao followers. A guard next to him lit the fuse of the arrow, and white smoke hissed out of the fuse.

The huge arrow flew into the air and landed among the running crowd.

boom!
There was a loud explosion, and a dense rain of blood splashed among the crowd. More than a dozen Luojiao believers were killed or injured on the spot.

Jiang Liuer was still in a daze as he looked at the remains of the body scattered all over the ground. Li Zicheng shouted again:

"What are you standing there for? Shoot together with hunger."

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The Luojiao followers were so shocked that they screamed in fear and fled back to Guazhou City.

The remaining five guards also took their bows and shot, and they approached the city wall while shooting, until all the rockets were shot out, and the road leading to Guazhou City was finally unobstructed.

Lin Yu and others entered Guazhou City. The originally prosperous streets now seemed particularly deserted. After the chaos caused by the Cao Army and the Luo Sect, most of the people in the city had dispersed.

The defenders of the four gates had long since fled after the Luojiao rebellion. Smoke was rising from the shops along the street, and the shop doors were smashed open. All the goods in the shops had long been looted, and the bodies of the shop owners and their employees were lying in front of some shop doors.

The city was empty, like an ant nest that had been emptied and was in pieces. Occasionally, a few lone ants would pass by the crowd in panic, not daring to stay for a moment, and soon disappeared into the dark alleys.

The once prosperous and wealthy Guazhou City, after experiencing the Luo Jiao Rebellion of the Cao Army and the suppression of the rebellion by the Fifth Corps, has now become a ghost town.

"Brother Lin, what should we do now?" Li Zicheng looked at the thick smoke burning everywhere and finally realized the danger of this mission.

Lin Yu looked around and noticed the bodies of several Luojiao believers lying dead on the ground.

"The Luo Cult leader must still be in the city. The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. We need to find her alive, tell her where the cabinet is hidden, and kill her. Only then can we escape safely."

Jiang Liuer found a Luojiao King Kong who was injured by a musket in the ditch beside the Wengcheng corridor.

Jiang Liuer used all his strength to carry the monk up the corridor.

"Monks don't recite the sutras properly, but instead go out and kill people. In the end, they die without a burial place. What's the point?"

The injured King Kong had a bullet hole the size of a bowl on his left leg. The blood was almost drained out and his face was frighteningly pale. He looked at Jiang Liuer with his mouth opening and closing.

It was only then that Jiang Liuer noticed the scar on the man's head from taking the precepts. Then, looking at the Buddhist beads around his neck, he suddenly realized that this man must be a real monk.

This is none other than Master Diffraction of Jinshan Temple.

Because he was dissatisfied with the various tyrannical policies implemented by the Great Qi in the south of the Yangtze River, he walked out of the mountain gate and joined forces with Luo Jiao to use material resources to save the officials of Qi.

"You, you abolished the grain transport system, causing countless people to lose their livelihoods and sell their children. In the name of implementing new laws, you slaughtered the gentry, regardless of whether they were good or evil. I and my fellow disciples in the temples of Yangzhou support the Holy Religion. I only pray that the Tartar chief Liu Zhaosun and your bunch of lackeys go to hell. Amitabha..."

Jiang Liuer listened to him patiently and asked:
"Justice lies in the hearts of the people. It's not up to you alone to decide. You've turned Guazhou into this state, killing so many people. Do you think you've accomplished your mission?"

Master Yanshe was filled with shame. "Amitabha, I only wish to rid the world of demons. I am powerless now."

The master is on his deathbed.

"Where is Luo Wenjian?"

Master Diffraction stretched out his arm and pointed tremblingly towards the southeast.

"Medicine King Temple..."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and his arms fell limply.

An inexplicable sadness surged in his heart. Jiang Liuer looked around. The night was dark, corpses were everywhere, and there was no sign of Songxia.

Lin Yu said loudly: "Go to Yaowang Temple."

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The gate of Yaowang Temple was wide open, the lights were on, and dozens or even hundreds of torches were burning.

"no one?"

"I'm afraid it's a trick?"

Jiang Liuer and Li Zicheng were still discussing when Lin Yu walked into the yard holding a mace.

Li Zicheng asked the guards to guard outside and took Jiang Liuer with him.

The three of them walked into the yard, and a sad female voice was heard from the hall.

When I looked up, I saw a woman in white clothes, with a graceful figure and a charming appearance, sitting in front of the statue of the Medicine King under the illumination of the torch.

"Liu Zhaosun's troops have arrived. More people will die tonight."

"Alas, a thousand-year-old canal transport and a century-old Luo Sect are about to be destroyed in the hands of a weak woman like me. I feel so unwilling to accept this."

(End of this chapter)