After saying this, he himself burst into laughter. He felt that he was becoming more and more suspicious under pressure. This trip was extremely dangerous, and it affected all the leaders of the Red Flower Society. The future of important forces was uncertain. No matter how much panic he had, he could not help but laugh.

Can't show it.

Regarding the desire that entangles the body and mind and causes troubles, in addition to the Buddhist method of cutting off three thousand trouble threads with one knife, there is also the Taoist method of "soothing desire and forgetting". Just now, he mentioned Shang Zhixin's behavior, which is a hint of this Taoism.

Mentally, I suspect that the other person forgot about clarity, turbidity, movement, and stillness because he was drunk, and instead moved his hands and feet with infinite power.

Furthermore, before they arrived, the Wudang Sect had already sent people to Guangzhou to assist Shang Kexi in boxing, and tried their best to deal with the Southern Shaolin who gathered in Wuyang City. If there were really Taoist masters who taught this martial arts, the situation at this time would be even worse.

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At this time, it was chilly, and mosquitoes and flies were breeding in the back kitchen of the cold house, making a buzzing sound that disturbed people's purity. Zhao Banshan's fat figure was naturally more popular, and he wanted to hover over him from time to time. At this time, a fly was just about to

It landed on his shoulder, and saw that his fat body was shaped like a dragon and snake. He actually used some strength to bounce the fly as light as a feather back into the air.

"It doesn't matter, I was born in the Wenzhou Taiji Sect, and my sect has a close relationship with the Wudang Sect. If there is any conflict, let me make peace with you, so there is no need to worry."

Zhao Banshan's eyebrows were full of charity, and he said slowly: "Chief rudder, there is no need to worry. I have gained a lot from studying the master's "Tai Chi Nine Techniques" recently, and I have learned the secret of Panlong Jin, which is best at haunting people.

Huajin may not be able to defeat Luo Yuantong."

Zhao Banshan was born in Wenzhou Tai Chi Sect. In his early years, he was the top disciple of the sect and received all the teachings from his master. However, he stayed in seclusion in order to avoid the dispute over the master. The moves in "Nine Tai Chi Techniques" did not transcend Wudang Tai Chi.

The method has its own uniqueness, which is divided into Panlong, Horned Dragon, Yunlong, Wanglong, Xinglong and other powerful methods. The more techniques you master, the more energy you will generate.

"This is the best! With Taoist Priest and Brother Zhao Sange all helping you, this trip will be a success."

After Zongheng analyzed the resistance from all sides, Chen Jialuo finally let go of the shadow in his heart, looked at the flickering candlelight, and his eyes gradually became firmer.

The enemy has been clearly distinguished and has a response plan. At this time, there is only one last question left...

"Chief helmsman, someone is coming outside."

The man lying beside the bed suddenly turned around with a single knife in his hand. The sound finally broke the silence in the room. Several people at the table also opened their eyes suddenly. Only the ghostly figure standing behind the door remained unchanged. It was like two doors.

Post-zombie.

Then there was a knock on the door and the firewood door was opened.

I heard the sudden heavy sound of rain outside the door, and as I walked through the muddy steps into the house, a cold wind blowing from outside suddenly rushed in with the rain, causing the candlelight to sway and the light and darkness to change.

"Chief Captain, I'm here as promised."

A figure like an iron tower broke into the house. His shirtless upper body was like copper poured into iron. Even though the cold rain covered his body, he was not afraid. There were even faint lines of white steam evaporating. Anyone who saw it would praise him as a good man.

The flags and flags he carried during the day were nowhere to be seen, and in his hand was a steel whip. The whip was very heavy, weighing at least thirty kilograms by the looks of it.

"Gang Leader Yang... no, I will call you Leader Yang today!"

Chen Jialuo stood up with joyful brows and faced Yang Chengxie, the leader of the Qingqi Gang who was coming for the appointment, cupping his fists and cupping his hands, without hesitation in every move.

Yang Chengxie of the Iron Tower has a majestic demeanor and is full of energy in his words.

"There is no need to be polite, chief helmsman. Our Qingqi Gang has always been willing to admit defeat. Since we lost to Taoist Wuchen that day and are consistent with the ambition of the Red Flower Club, I am willing to sit in the eighth position."

Ten months ago, the Red Flower Club and the Green Flag Gang met on the road and had a conflict. Both sides insisted on their own words and refused to give in to each other, so they had to use force to resolve the conflict.

On behalf of the Red Flower Club, Taoist priest Wuchen took action to convince everyone. However, someone in the Qingqi Gang ridiculed Wuchen for having only one arm. So Taoist priest Wuchen tied his right arm behind his back with a rope, performed a chain of missing legs, and defeated Qingqi.

Several leaders of the gang were kicked down, so the members of the Qingqi Gang were convinced and followed Chen Jialuo's wishes to join the Red Flower Club.

Even the news of the Jinpen Washing Hands Conference was revealed to everyone in the Red Flower Club by Yang Chengxie from the Qingqi Gang, and he became their internal agent at the venue.

"Chief Commander, Yang came here today not only to fulfill his promise, but also to inform the brothers in the Red Flower Club that the matter I was asked to inquire about has come to fruition."

The few people who heard this suddenly became nervous. Even when they talked about the powerful enemies looming in various directions, they had never been so cautious before.

When walking in the world, ordinary people are proud of themselves when they learn to make friends at a distance and attack at close range, but the old Jianghu knows that in addition to being able to distinguish enemies, it is also necessary to be able to distinguish friends. Sometimes the most terrifying thing is not enemies with the same purpose, but friends with different opinions. The former may

Cooperation becomes a helper, and the latter may become the most difficult obstacle.

The Red Flower Club wants to kill Shang Kexi on this trip, so they can play bad guys to test out who Shang Kexi's helpers are. The Green Flag Gang, as red faces, is responsible for contacting those people who may have the same purpose to ensure that they can work together and stay together.

Accident.

In the final analysis, this is a helpless move. Chen Jialuo also knows that if a few things are not kept secret, it will cause harm, but now it is like a single-plank bridge. If the people crowded on the bridge cannot work together, others will be squeezed in if they act rashly, and even

To startle a snake in the grass leads to disaster.

Yang Chengxie's dark face was full of seriousness, "Now there are many people in the city who want to kill him, and there are also many people he wants to kill. In fact, everyone is in the same boat. I sent a disciple to inquire about Shang Kexi's traces, and found out that he often went to Guangxiao

To worship the Buddha in the temple, if you want to take action, you must seize the opportunity."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After speaking, Yang Chengxie, who was like an iron tower, put his iron whip horizontally and threw something out.

The wooden table creaked under the weight of the iron whip, but everyone's eyes were fixed on the piece of paper on the table, which was written on the cooked propaganda and covered with dense handwriting, and then they gasped in shock.

The sound of air conditioning.

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"Is this shameful bitch who is using Fang Zhu as a jade cup awake?"

In Prince Pingnan's palace, Li Xinghe suddenly turned around when he heard the voice, and found an old man with a gold-plated coral ring around his waist and a royal-given yellow belt, and a wax face pearl hanging on his chest coming behind him with his servants. He hurriedly dismissed the royal medical officer beside him.

Only he and Bai Zhen, who were wearing government officials, were left to obey orders.

Shang Kexi was only in his fifties at this time, but he looked extremely old due to his many years of military service. There were many dark spots and scars on his face. Even the back of the hand holding the beads showed a dark color, and his skin looked like it was aging.

What an old man.

"Your Majesty Jin An, the prince just had a temporary anxiety attack and fell into a deep sleep after taking the medicine."

Li Xinghe stepped back humbly, leaving room to look at the bed, but Shang Kexi glanced at it with disgust but stopped looking at it. Instead, he focused on the uneasy Bai Zhen next to him.

"Are you Bai Zhen of the Songyang Sect? The master that Feng Tiannan introduced to your house a few days ago?"

When Bai Zhen, who was wearing official uniform, heard the words, he quickly kowtowed with the gift of a prince, saying yes and not daring to say anything.

Shang Kexi's voice was a little weak, as if it was the thick water vapor in the air that made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Don't be so frightened. I don't blame you. Look at Mr. Li next to you and you are not worried about being accused."

Li Xinghe lowered his head politely, but had no intention of refuting.

"Master Bai, our prince is very discerning and will naturally not make trouble for innocent people."

Shang Ke laughed happily, patted Li Xinghe on the shoulder and said: "As expected of you, Mr. Li, who understands the heart of this king. There is no better son than a father. This piece of shit in front of me has always been ignorant of current affairs and lessons. If it hadn't been for the two of you accompanying me today, I wouldn't have known it."

No matter how many jokes will be made, the two of you will certainly have both merit and demerit."

Bai Zhen, who was trembling with fear along the way, finally calmed down. Everything was just as Li Xinghe said, and everything was safe and sound. His behavior was not like the rumored massacre with hands stained with blood.

A little too considerate.

Bai Zhen became famous in the martial arts world thirty years ago for his powerful eagle claw skills, and was famous in the world. However, the older he got, the more obsessed with fame and wealth he became, and he would never miss an opportunity to advance.

He also knew where he went wrong. Firstly, he made a mistake by asking someone to befriend the crown prince in order to get promoted, and his intentions were impure. Secondly, he made a mistake by secretly informing Shang Zhixin, which caused Shang Zhixin to break into the Golden Bowl Washing Ceremony and make a lot of ugliness. But if it can be a blessing in disguise and be Shang Kexi

In the photo, Bai Zhen is not in vain for all the effort he put into this trip.

"Your Majesty has learned clearly that this villain will die in repayment. I dare not violate it!"

Shang Ke laughed happily. When Li Xinghe saw that Bai Zhen hadn't stood up yet, he stretched out his hand to help him up and patted the dust off his body thoughtfully.

"Master Bai is loyal to the country. Don't mistakenly listen to the nonsense outside. The old prince is a compassionate man. He loves to talk about Buddhism with Zen Master Tianran, the great master of Shimen. How come he beats and kills him?"

Shang Ke was happy but pretended to be dissatisfied and waved his sleeves and said: "Don't mention Natural Monk to this king. He always tells people outside that 'King Pingnan has Buddha nature but no concentration'. I haven't settled the accounts with him yet."

After saying that, the two laughed loudly, and then suddenly started talking about some seemingly unrelated topics in front of Bai Zhen.

"Mr. Li, the affairs in the palace are complicated, and I often feel low on energy. Fortunately, with your loyal assistance, I can sleep peacefully."

Shang Kexi praised the charlatan in front of him both inside and outside, as if he had acquired the talent of Crouching Dragon in a thatched cottage, "There is another troublesome thing recently. I heard that a green-browed bird boat sank next to the defending weir, and it died.

It's a small matter to pick up a few boatmen, but it's a big deal to block the waterway. If you have time, go over there and see how to deal with it."

Li Xinghe's fair face, which had rarely been exposed to the sun, showed a hint of surprise.

"Your Majesty, where did this ship come from?"

Shang Kexi whispered: "Coming from the South China Sea to bathe in the sun, many people saw it sinking while sailing. The bottom deck of the ship rolled up, and there were many scratches left by fingernails. The dead body was found after drifting all night.

He had already been disemboweled."

Li Xinghe's pupils narrowed suddenly, but he closed his mouth and spoke respectfully.

"The prince does not need to worry about this matter, the villain will handle it on his own."

"I also heard that the Dan people in Hepu and Nanhai are cunning and unruly, and often cause trouble. Mr. Li, please don't forget to lead people to arrest them, and don't let the culprits escape."

"The villain understands that the current situation is serious, and he must not let the people take advantage of it to cause trouble."

Shang Ke happily nodded slowly.

"The Sanyuan Palace in Yuexiu Mountain has been in disrepair for a long time, and a corner of the mountain next to Qiulongxian Well has collapsed. I am afraid that heavy rains for days will harm the people at the foot of the mountain. If Mr. Li spares no effort, I will send some money to Yuexiu from the palace.

Let’s make up for the mountain leak.”

Li Xinghe bowed his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty has a kind heart, so you should be blessed with great blessings!"

Shang Ke was happy and answered with his hands unconcerned: "This matter is all due to Mr. Li. The recent campaign in Guangdong has been very effective. The Pingnan Palace's warehouses are abundant and the treasury is full, so that there is enough money to build bridges and roads.

Mr. Li should be remembered for his great contributions."
To be continued...