Source of "Taoist Priest, Times Have Changed":

There was no sound in the reed marsh.

Only the wind blew the reed poles and swayed.

Desolate.

Deserted.

I taught many people to enter the reed marsh, but now I don’t even get any feedback.

Even a fool knows something is wrong.

Zhang Feisha wanted to get in, but Yun Song stopped him and said, "Headmaster, be careful. The situation inside is unknown now."

Some people who had not entered the reed marsh also stopped him. They were about to enter the reed marsh again, but were stopped by Zhang Feisha again.

The sound in the reed marsh was sudden and strange.

There is no doubt that whoever makes this sound, whether it is a human, a ghost, or a monster, must be very powerful.

The autumn wind blows.

The reed poles rub against each other, making the sound of salad.

Everyone was staring blankly at the continuous reed marsh.

Gradually, the sound of "salad salad" became more and more noisy and turned into a "pop, pop, pop" sound.

A figure came out of the reeds.

The reeds themselves are not very high, and can at most reach a person's shoulders. However, they grow in the water, which causes the person's legs to be submerged in the water after entering them, which in turn causes the person's figure to be swallowed up by the reeds.

So after these figures came ashore, everyone could see their appearance clearly.

It was the same people who had entered the reed swamp to teach.

But all the weapons in his hands were gone.

They walked out in despair, just like the walking zombies, swaying slowly and leisurely, with expressionless faces, only whispering in their mouths.

Zhang Feisha waved his hand, and his men immediately went to check on their situation.

They counted the number of people, and many of the people who entered the reed swamp came back.

But no one is normal, they are all lost.

They were mumbling to themselves. Yun Song came up to listen and his scalp went numb:

"For the sake of our friendship with Water Tiger Master, I'll give you a little lesson..."

"For the sake of the old Shuihu Taoist, I'll give you a little lesson..."

This is what everyone says!

Yun Song looked at Zhang Feisha. Zhang Feisha reacted even more fiercely after hearing what he said. He was a dignified head teacher. At this time, he took two steps back regardless of his appearance, with a frightened look on his face and uneasy eyes.

Seeing this, Yunsong felt something was wrong.

What made him feel numb when he heard this was that the Paijiao people were dealt with very miserably, and I'm afraid they all lost their souls, but this was just 'a small lesson for you'.

If this is a small lesson, what is the big lesson?

I'm afraid it's not as simple as killing someone, right?

And what was Zhang Feisha's reaction? He wouldn't be frightened by such a method like himself, right? After all, he was a rookie in the world, and Zhang Feisha was the leader of the Paijiao, so there was no way he would be frightened by such a method!

He looked at Su Zhongsheng, who also looked ugly.

Yun Song then asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Zhongsheng whispered: "He said it was for the sake of the 'Water Tiger Master'."

Yun Song asked: "Yes, who is this Water Tiger Master? Who is Paijiao?"

Su Zhongsheng swallowed his saliva and said, "It's the Patriarch of Pai Jiao!"

Yunsong looked dull: "How many years has it been since the teaching of Paijiao was founded?"

Su Zhongsheng said: "Emperor Yang of the Wen Dynasty opened the Grand Canal through the north and south, and the Paijiao came from this. Shuihu Laodao was a person from the Wen Dynasty. It is said that he was taught water skills by the Dragon King, and he received the vitality of the dragon clan, so he lived for two hundred years.

.”

"Even if this rumor is true, he has been dead for at least 1,230 years!"

But what the man in the reed swamp said was ‘for the sake of our friendship with Old Water Tiger’, ‘for the sake of Old Water Tiger’…

If he wasn't talking nonsense, then this sentence could lead to a subtext: I am friends with Mr. Shuihu, and we have dated together.

But the old Taoist Water Tiger has been dead for a thousand and hundreds of years!

So no wonder Zhang Feisha reacted so violently!

Yun Song comforted Zhang Feisha and said, "Okay, don't be afraid, he might be bragging."

"Don't talk nonsense." There was a trace of panic on Zhang Feisha's face, "How could he brag? Although he acted... No, he is not bragging!"

His words were vague, but Yun Song heard something: "Do you know who he is?"

Zhang Feisha said quickly: "I don't know!"

He stood up, waved his arm and said: "Take the brothers back to the car and let this matter go. No one is allowed to lift it out, otherwise you will be punished by the help of the gang!"

Everyone agreed in unison with fear and confusion.

Su Zhongsheng asked Zhang Feisha: "Master Zhang, what's wrong with you? Who is this master in the reed marsh?"

Zhang Feisha said: "I don't know, but I know that our coaching staff will definitely not be able to offend him."

Su Zhongsheng looked displeased: "Headmaster Zhang is trying to prevaricate us with these words, isn't he too particular? I lost a riding spirit for your brothers!"

Yunsong was stunned.

It turns out that Su Zhongsheng is not the water spirit Qingji, but a riding spirit.

Riding spirits are a kind of ghost. They are formed from the souls of those who died in battle on the battlefield. Only when more than a thousand cavalrymen and horses die in battle can such things as riding spirits be born.

Zhang Feisha gave Su Zhongsheng a wry smile: "Mr. Su, I thank you for your generous helping hand just now, but you know clearly whether I, Mr. Zhang, do not pay attention to me."

Su Zhongsheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhang Feisha couldn't afford to offend the man in the reed marsh.

At this time, Zhang Feisha said quietly: "Also, Mr. Su, who is that in the reed marsh? Do you know better than me?"

Su Zhongsheng said confused: "Who is he? I don't know."

Zhang Feisha smiled when he saw this and said nothing: "Go back and ask your old man, he will definitely know."

After saying this, he turned and left.

Yun Song asked: "Are you still investigating the matter about the Green Dragon?"

Zhang Feisha said: "No need to check, I have already figured out what happened. I was reckless just now."

He asked Qiao Dongliang again: "You burn the leaves peeled off from here because they are soaked in oil, right?"

Qiao Dongliang nodded timidly: "Yes, they look like old leaves soaked in oil. These leaves are very resistant to burning, so we dried them and took them home to light the fire. Otherwise, we would have fallen reed leaves here. Why?

Will you deliberately burn some leaves peeled off the ship’s planks?”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Feisha said: "Yes."

Yun Song didn't quite understand what he meant.

Zhang Feisha then explained to him: "Someone stole our Qinglonghu. What they wanted was the grass on it, and the planks of the ship were abandoned by them."

"In order to hide this, they put hay leaves similar to rye on the ship's deck - in fact, after hearing the old village chief say that they burned the hay, I should have figured it out, but at the time I was too

So excited."

Yun Song asked: "How do you know they took away the weed and put on fake grass leaves?"

Zhang Feisha said: "The grasses are soaked in cooked tung oil. We brush tung oil on the treasure ships every year. Why do we brush tung oil? Because tung oil is waterproof, corrosion-resistant and high-temperature resistant. They are not fireproof, but they need to burn tung oil.

It requires very high temperatures and they are not a suitable fuel."

"But the people in Changqiao Village were very successful in using these hay leaves to make fires. There is no doubt that the planners did not have time to use cooked tung oil to brush the fake grass leaves. They used some ordinary oil to brush the grass leaves.

It pretends to be rye soaked in cooked tung oil from its appearance.”

Du Zhengxing, the platoon instructor's military advisor, walked over and said, "Master Commander, they didn't just need weeds and then dismantle and abandon the Green Dragon."

"The Green Dragon Horse was indeed dismantled, but it was rebuilt into a boat. I have seen the shrine here and also asked the carpenters in the village. The boat planks they fished out are the side boards of our Green Dragon Horse, with knives and axes on them.

Cut marks.”

Zhang Feisha sighed regretfully: "Anyway, our Green Dragon is gone, right?"

Du Zhengxing lowered his head in silence.

Zhang Feisha said: "Let's withdraw the people who are searching for Xu Fu and others. So much manpower, financial and material resources have been spent in the past two years, but in the end we still failed to recover the Green Dragon."

He picked up a shrine, held it in his arms and stroked it, with a sad look on his face: "He is right, our teaching system is in decline, and the reason is that the teaching skills are getting worse and worse."
To be continued...