Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 188 187 Xi Wusheng's Way Out
After saying that, Feng Xiuhu picked up the short axe and walked forward. Shunzi also held the big sword and forced himself to stand up and follow.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at Zhang Qiuchi again, then retracted his gaze and gritted his teeth - he was not at the end of his rope yet. If he was really about to die, it would not be too late to use Zi Ling.

So he gripped the sword tightly and was about to make a hand gesture.

Suddenly, someone in the fog was heard chanting: "In the name of the fog, clear it up!"

The mist transformed into a ferocious beast and pounced on him from behind.

Ren Pingsheng immediately turned around and swung his sword to kill the fog beast. He looked up and vaguely saw Tarenzhu's figure in the fog.

Ren Pingsheng simply left Feng Xiuhu behind, jumped lightly, and rushed towards Tarenzhu - he planned to pick the weak one first.

The chanting came again from the fog: "In the name of the mist, deprive!"

Ren Pingsheng took his first step and was about to move forward when he found himself flying backwards - his sense of direction was gone.

"So proactive?"

Feng Xiuhu's figure rang in his ears, and along with it came the sound of an axe blade breaking through the air.

Ren Pingsheng actually retreated directly in front of Feng Xiuhu.

Ren Pingsheng made the correct judgment at the first moment.

He didn't draw his sword to block it, because he wasn't sure if his sword was moving in the right direction, so he just made a spell: "Wind, fast!"

The axe missed and Ren Pingsheng turned into a stream of wind and flew away.

Feng Xiuhu touched his nose. It was not that Ren Pingsheng reacted quickly enough, but that he was not strong enough and his attack was too slow.

Tarenju remained hidden in the mist and continued to chant: "Follow the guidance of the mist, and those who have lost their way will return."

Several ghostly spirits roared into the air and flew around in the fog, searching for Ren Pingsheng's location.

After Ren Pingsheng appeared, regardless of the risk of being discovered by the spirit of the lost person, he immediately made another hand gesture: "Turn into rain, cleanse."

Water vapor quickly surrounded his body, the feeling of being lost was dispelled, and he found his direction again.

A lost spirit screamed above his head and then swooped down.

Ren Pingsheng snorted coldly, swept his fingers across the sword, and stabbed the lost man through the heart with one sword.

The "rain" technique is very lethal to spiritual bodies.

But when Ren Pingsheng looked around, he found that the fog beasts had surrounded him.

The Mist Priest is a bit of a scoundrel. He can siege nearby and track from a distance, and he himself is covered by the fog. After finally getting close, he still has to deal with the divine guards who are protecting them first.

If it was just a one-on-one fight, Ren Pingsheng still had many tricks he could use to deal with Taren Zhu, but right now there was a crazy beast hiding in the dark, watching him intently.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but feel like giving up again.

So when Feng Xiuhu's figure walked out of the thick fog, he immediately took out Zi Ling.

Feng Xiuhu stopped and pointed at him and said, "Try one of these."

Doubts arose in Ren Pingsheng's heart - he was not sure whether Feng Xiuhu was deliberately provoking him, or whether there was really danger waiting for Mu Ling.

At this moment, Zhang Qiuchi's screams were heard from afar: "Ren Pingsheng! You have caused me so much pain——"

He was no match for Kalus. If Kalus hadn't been injured, Zhang Qiuchi wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

Ren Pingsheng finally stopped hesitating and was about to ring the bell.

But just as he was about to shake his wrist, an arm suddenly stretched out from the side and pressed the copper bell.

"This battle is over, everyone please stop."

It was actually Xi Wusheng's voice.

Feng Xiuhu was also surprised - Xi Wusheng's sudden appearance was already a violation of the rules.

Feng Xiuhu laughed and said, "You want to call someone, right? Wait, I'll call a cardinal elder for you."

Xi Wusheng's face was expressionless. "Crazy beast, are you deaf? I said this war is over, and there is no need to fight again. The church's order to stop the fighting will arrive soon, so just wait patiently."

Xi Wusheng's tone didn't sound fake, and Feng Xiuhu didn't think he had the nerve to break the rules.

As expected, before everyone had to wait too long, Toverson Zhao's figure appeared in the fog.

He first glanced at Xi Wusheng across from him, then nodded to everyone in the church and said, "The war is over, everyone please stop."

Tarenju and Kalus had no objection, nodded, and went to convey the order.

But Feng Xiuhu didn't move - he was only on the verge of the final tremor, could he be willing to stop at this moment?
He looked at Xi Wusheng and asked, "You didn't want to communicate with him earlier or later, but now you know to send Yukhu back?"

Xi Wusheng, however, was unwilling to pay any attention to him and disappeared with Ren Pingsheng.

Feng Xiuhu had no choice but to look at Toverson Zhao again, hoping that he could give an explanation.

Toverson Zhao felt quite helpless, knowing that if he didn't explain clearly, Feng Xiuhu would definitely cause trouble.

So he had to explain: "It was the Duke of Da who stepped in and acted as a peacemaker, forcing a truce between the Church and the Temple."

Feng Xiuhu found it incredible: "Does the Duke of Daguo have such face? Even if he does, can my dear teacher Vadela give him such face?"

Toverson Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, and the reasons he gave are reasonable and well-founded."

"Today is the Duke's birthday. According to Xuanguo, the sight of blood is unlucky, so Fancheng must be stabilized."

Feng Xiuhu has been so busy fighting recently that he even forgot about this - he also had an invitation.

But this reason is still a bit stiff, because there is no reason for the Duke to intercede on behalf of the temple.

Feng Xiuhu asked quietly, "Did Mr. Vadra instruct the Duke to do this?"

Toverson Zhao denied the speculation.

"No, it was Xi Wusheng. He went to ask the Duke of Daguo for help."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned.

Toverson Zhao continued, "I don't know the specifics of their talks, but Xi Wusheng took the initiative to beg for mercy from the Duke of Daguo, especially on his birthday. Perhaps this made the Duke of Daguo feel very proud, so he agreed to come forward to negotiate peace."

"The Duke of Daguo asked the Church and the Temple to each take a step back. The Temple released Bishop Yuke, and the Church returned the Yulin Bell."

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized what was going on and couldn't help but sigh, "What a great guy Xi Wusheng is! He actually found a way out of this tight spot!"

What is the meaning of this statement?

Because Xi Wusheng preserved the integrity of the temple.

Exchanging Yukehu for Yulinling is a foregone conclusion, and no one can change the result.

But if Xi Wusheng took the initiative to talk to the church, it would mean that the temple had bowed to the church, which would have broken the temple's backbone.

So as Vadracho said, if Xi Wusheng were to handle the "prisoner exchange", it would be doomed to fail. The church would not consider Xi Wusheng qualified, and the temple would not allow Xi Wusheng to do so.

But with the Duke of Daguo as the middleman, the result was different.

From the temple bowing to the church, both sides took a step back.

Perhaps Xi Wusheng's request to the Duke of Daguo was also a form of submission, but the nature was different.

Firstly, the temple would not admit that Xi Wusheng's actions represented the temple's attitude; secondly, the reasons given by the Duke of Daguo were quite sufficient, so the temple would only think that it was giving the Duke of Daguo this face under the pretext of his birthday.

After all, it is not about surrendering to your church.

At this point, the church won a substantial victory, the temple preserved its integrity, the Duke of Great Power gained face, and everyone was happy.

"No wonder Xi Wusheng was so patient. It turns out he was waiting for today."

Feng Xiuhu nodded silently.

Toverson Zhao asked, "So, where is Yulinling?"

Feng Xiuhu slapped his forehead and said, "Oh my god, there's another one cooked over there!"

PS: One problem is not solved yet another one arises, be careful that your birthday party may turn into a Hongmen Banquet.

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