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Chapter 138 The Situation in Liaobei

A few days later, outside Fengtian
Zhang Qi and others walked up the mountain along the stone steps and finally stopped in front of a small Taoist temple. On the door was a plaque with three big characters "Qingxu Temple" written on it.

Just as Zhang Qi was about to knock on the door, light footsteps were heard from inside.

Then a Taoist priest in plain robes slowly opened the door.

The Taoist priest was about forty or fifty years old, with clear features and a calm expression. When he saw Zhang Qi and others, he showed a warm smile on his face.

"Is it Zhang Qihe's Wei? He's really as handsome as my senior brother said~
I've been looking forward to you guys coming here~
By the way, who is this?"

The Taoist priest spoke enthusiastically, then looked at Wu Gensheng at the end with some confusion and asked.

The letter clearly said there were only two people?
"This Wu Gensheng is a friend I met on the road. He heard about the situation here and came to help."

Zhang Qi explained that he brought Wu Gensheng along because he was afraid that the boy would not admit his mistake and it would be difficult to find him.

"Hmm? Nephew, your friend is a real man, why is he called Wugen?"

The Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and his expression was quite strange. How could there be a grown man called Wugen?
Could this person be a eunuch? No, since his name is Wu Gensheng, could he be born to a eunuch?
"Pfft~"

Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help laughing when he heard this. This uncle-in-law was quite interesting.

"Uh~"

Wu Gensheng was very upset. Are all the Taoists in Longhu Mountain like this?
"Okay, Uncle Master, tell us about the situation first~"

Zhang Qi interrupted him immediately upon seeing this, saying that there were more important things to discuss now.

"Oh oh! Look at me, come in quickly!"

……

In the room

"The situation is roughly the same as what I wrote in my previous letter. The Shintoists on the Japanese pirate side want to compete with us for territory.

If it were just Shintoism, it wouldn't be a big deal. After all, our great gods are not vegetarians.

The trouble is the Japanese pirate army behind the Shinto religion..."

The Taoist sighed and continued to explain the situation.

If it were a simple battle of magic, they would naturally not be afraid of those priests and onmyojis.

But the army's guns and cannons are a problem. They can run away, but the temple cannot.

Just like the Shaolin Temple that was burned down by warlords ten years ago, even though there were dozens of monks, the Shaolin Temple was still turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"So what are you going to do?"

Zhang Qi nodded and then asked.

"We have two ideas here. One is that we should resist to the end and not let those guys in.

But on the other hand, they felt that they should have a good talk with the Japanese pirates and work out a satisfactory plan.

After arguing back and forth like this for so long without any result, the leader suggested that everyone hold a meeting to discuss and vote on what to do.
In this kind of situation, we have to show our sincerity, which is why I asked my two nephews to come over and support me."

The Taoist priest explained somewhat embarrassedly that they were far inferior to the Quanzhen sect, and that there were only a few big and small Taoists in the Taoist temple, so they really didn't have any outstanding disciples.

"Given the tyranny of the Japanese pirates, it's probably going to be difficult to reach an agreement, right?"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned. The Japanese pirates have always been domineering, especially after they occupied the entire north.

In this situation, how can we talk to people on their side?

"That's true, but how many people would be willing to let their own dojo turn into a sea of ​​fire?"

The Taoist shook his head and asked helplessly, forget it for a small Taoist temple like theirs, if it’s gone, it’s gone.

But those temples where the spirits are sent out are things accumulated by the predecessors for hundreds of years. Who wants to become the next Shaolin?

The power of the Japanese pirates today is not comparable to those of the warlords. What's more, this is still the territory of the Japanese pirates, so it is not shameful to surrender.

"In other words, there are more people who want to negotiate peace with the Japanese pirates now?"

Zhang Qi took a deep breath and then asked.

"That's right~"

The Taoist sighed and continued.

"This...so we're actually just here for formalities?"

Zhang Zhiwei asked with a somewhat ugly expression, this was too frustrating.

"I guess so. The meeting will be held the day after tomorrow. It's basically just a formality."

The Taoist priest said that although nominally everyone still had to agree on it, according to his private inquiries, the person who was to go out to perform the ritual seemed to have already made the decision on his own.

Although everyone shed a lot of blood in the fight against the Japanese pirates in the past, at least they had Master Zhang as their backer.

But now there is nothing...

"Ha~"

Wu Gensheng shook his head when he heard this. This is human nature.

"..."

Zhang Qi was speechless for a moment. This was indeed quite frustrating.

But since the other party has already made up his mind, there is nothing he can do.

Even without him, the Japanese pirates would be defeated in a few years, and everything would just take its course.

"Alright, my fellow apprentices, please take a rest first.

Come with me to the meeting in two days."

The Taoist priest shook his head when he saw this and then spoke.

According to the letter, these two nephews are the treasures of the Tianshi Mansion. It would be best if there were no accidents...

……

two days later

A hidden mansion on the outskirts of Fengtian
Zhang Qi and others followed the Taoist priest here.

When they arrived, not everyone was there yet, so their uncle introduced them to the seniors in this area.

After a while, the room was full of people.

Of course, it was similar to what he had known before. The most common people in this area were from the Chu Ma clan.

The so-called "Chu Ma" originated from shamanism and is a kind of witchcraft.

However, what they believe in are not ancient natural gods, but immortal spirits that have transformed from animals.

Is this what spirits are?
Zhang Qi glanced around, and a white light flashed in his eyes.

Then, in his vision, most of the people in the room had a ball of animal-shaped black energy lying on their shoulders.

This is something composed of the acquired spirit, the power of faith, and Qi. It is not a god composed purely of the power of faith, nor is it entirely a resentful spirit transformed by the obsession of a living being after death.

It's more like something in between...

Just as Zhang Qi was thinking, a serious voice rang out.

"The reason I've gathered you all today is nothing but to discuss how to deal with the Japanese."

A man in a long gown who looked as cold and gloomy as a snake stood up and asked everyone.

"Of course, how can we let those Japanese pirates succeed?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man dressed as a farmer holding a pipe slammed the table and spoke.

"Liao Huzi, this matter can't be solved by fighting and killing!"

"That is to say, if we kill one today, the Japanese pirate army will be able to point their guns and cannons at our hall tomorrow. What should we do then?"

"Indeed, why don't we have a good chat with those people and come up with a good solution!"

"That's right, even if we want to fight those Japanese pirates, will the immortals be happy with that?"

Hearing this, the other people present were unhappy, after all, the risk was too great.

Their belief in immortals cannot reach the Central Plains at all, and this is their base camp.

If Shaolin Temple was burned down, they could go to other temples, but where else could they go?
"Heh~ at worst, we'll both die!

No matter what, we can't follow the wishes of those Japanese pirates! !
Have you forgotten the blood we shed before?"

Liao Huzi was stunned when he heard this, and then said angrily.

"..."

After hearing this, the other spirit mediums fell silent, because this was indeed the truth.

Those blood debts haven't been over for long...

"Liao Huzi, stop using this as an excuse~
At that time, the master of our area was still Marshal Zhang, and he had hundreds of thousands of Liaobei troops behind him.

But now, what do we have?!"

At this moment, a man with shifty eyes and a suit stood up, twirling his mustache and said.

"..."

After hearing this, the entire venue fell silent again.

……

in the corner

"It's really boring~"

Hearing this, Wu Gensheng yawned and said helplessly.

Practice, practice, these guys end up practicing in vain~
"Indeed, I wouldn't have come earlier~"

Zhang Zhiwei also shook his head.

"..."

Zhang Qi also nodded and continued to study these immortal elves.

His Longhu Mountain is a major talisman sect. As a disciple of the Heavenly Master, he has naturally received the talisman. So although he is not good at talismans, he still knows a few things.

The principle of talismans in this world, like the divine masks, is a means of calling upon the power of faith.

Simply put, when using thunder magic, you need to let Qi circulate in the meridians in a specific order in order to turn it into thunder.

But if you use talismans, you only need to go through the ceremony and write on yellow paper that you want the Thunder God to strike thunder. Then activate this talisman and the thunder will be generated.

The only drawback is that although this thing is convenient to use, the prerequisite ceremony is too cumbersome.

After all, asking the gods for help requires a lot of preparation, and ordinary people are not qualified to ask for it. They must be included in the heavenly organization, which means they have received the certificate.

The gods in this world are different from those in the world of Journey to the West. They are a kind of spiritual body without subjective consciousness composed of the power of faith, similar to the one in Bestia on Nathan Island.

But the shamans are different. They seem to have replaced the obsession of the spirit body with the power of faith, thus turning into a conscious god.

This kind of existence is quite interesting, it would be nice to have a chance to get one...

But just then, there was a knock on the door.

Hearing this voice, the venue fell silent again, but most people's expressions changed.

Because the people who were supposed to come had already arrived, and those who came at this time would only be uninvited guests...

(End of this chapter)