Chapter 482 Blood Slaughter on Rainy Night (Part 1)

In the dark night, the sound of a dog screaming from afar. But the scream was immediately covered in his throat. After a few mysterious sounds, the sound of breaking through the air came from the sky, and an old guy's inappropriate laughter: "Hey, this big black man has been staring at him for several days. I finally succeeded tonight by Grandpa!... Be good, don't move, Grandpa will take you to a good place later. That place is so warm that it makes your body ticking down with oil!"

The sentries of the Jinyiwei took the role of not hearing these strange sounds. They held the swords and guns one by one, with a firm face and a firm step around, showing how dedicated they were. However, countless black shadows were coming in and out by them, and they seemed to have seen nothing. There were even a few people knocked at the gate of the Jinyiwei and dragged them directly into the dark corner. The strong men at the gate were not seen.

Roland lay on the wall, staring blankly at the dark shadows wandering around in the middle of the night. His eyes were very sharp, and his eyes blessed by the gods of darkness could see something two or three miles away in the dark night. He saw several big men wearing high-end emblem guards holding big sticks, and wholeheartedly knocking sticks in dark corners. They specially picked those fat heads and big ears, hugged the beautiful women home in carriages, and then took off their underwear. Is this an official or a robber?

Taking out a quill pen, Roland recorded in a sheepskin notebook: "This is a magical country, and it is also a dangerous and terrible country. In this country, some people can decide the life and death of thousands or even tens of thousands of people in one sentence. Yesterday, I followed General Feng to a place and said it was a local cottage called "Green Forest". More than 2,000 robbers were all killed, and the accumulated property was looted!... Can anyone tell me who is more like a robber?"

Sighing, watching several black shadows floating high across the wall and falling to the backyard of the Jinyiwei, Roland continued to write: "This is a country that cannot be an enemy. Our dark forces should not enter this country, but we must form an alliance with them. There are many people in this country who are good at killing skills. They can use various incredible means to kill their targets... Yesterday, I was invited to appreciate the assassination of General Feng's subordinates. They actually traveled more than ten miles from the ground, and then broke through the ground and stabbed the target to death... The terrifying person."

Scratching his head and looking at the Beiping City Defense Forces who were wandering around in iron armor, Roland sighed again and continued to write: "The worst thing is that their population is too large, too many, terrifyingly large, like the stars in the sky. They have tens of millions of people. If one percent of them can have that strange power, it will be enough to conquer the whole world! Fortunately, these strange people have strange principles, like the secret party of the blood clan. They cannot escape from the world and do not use their power randomly, otherwise... we will surrender as soon as possible."

Shaking his head and putting his notebook in his arms, Roland scratched the quill casually around his neck, and snorted boredly on the wall. "Well, I have to add one thing, there are so many beauties here, and the girls in their brothels are more cultivated, more cultured, and more... gentle and polite... Well, don't add this one to my diary, otherwise those damn guys will definitely come here. So, I, Roland, what else is there to be cheap?"

He squinted his eyes and smiled foolishly for a while, and suddenly someone stepped on Roland's butt. Roland was startled and looked up quickly. When he saw Lu Feng wearing black clothes, playing with a small flying knife in his hand, looking at himself with cold eyes. "Well, Mr. Roland, do you want to see the real strength of the people called Taoists here? Tonight, I want to take people out to kill people, and those who are killed are all those Taoists with cultivation. Do you want to see our strength?"

Roland nodded quickly and said, "That's natural... unparalleled honor!" Then, he let out a terrified and desperate scream. Because he was grabbed by Lu Feng with one hand and clamped it under his armpit. Then, he saw the ground suddenly disappearing. Lu Feng didn't wait for him to react at all, and he had already flown tens of feet by the wind. All of this was just a blink of an eye. Roland had never had such a rapid climb. He was so scared that he almost fainted.

What made Roland even more terrifying was that not only Lu Feng Yufeng flew up, but more than 3,000 people flew from all the strongholds in Peking City. These people were extremely fast, incredibly fast, at least twenty times faster than those Western mages! These big men, who were also wearing black uniforms, were covered with hazy light. After they arrived in the air, they lined up in orders of more than 40 strong men, and followed Lu Feng as if a large army was on a war.

The thief "young man" who had been unhappy with a roasted dog all day long and silver hair kept winking at Roland, flying at the front of the team with laughter and laughing. And the strangest way he flew forward honestly, while the "young man" was holding a big dog full of oil, swaying on the left and floating on the right in the air. It seemed that he was about to fall down many times, but it floated steadily in the air, making people feel worried.

At the gust of wind, more than three thousand sword lights that deliberately suppressed the light formed a long rainbow that was only a hundred feet long, dim, flying towards the direction of Yingtian Mansion. Luo Lan only felt the gust of the wind, and the whistling wind slammed hard on his body like a steel plate, causing his muscles to hurt severely, and almost didn't get blown away. Luo Lan shivered all over, confused, looking at Lu Feng and the others in horror, not sure whether these people were not flesh and blood? Why could they be safe in such a terrifying hurricane?

Just as Lu Feng and his friends were heading towards Yingtian Mansion, Zhu Di was reading the secret reports from recent times in the palace.

The Jinyi Guard secretly reported the first one: "Men Daoyan set up a privately Buddhist sect, colluded with court ministers, and made ill-intentioned plans."

The first secret report from Dongchang: "It seems that the young monk Daoyan established the Heart Buddha Sect, taught the Dharma, and transformed the world... Among the believers of the Heart Buddha Sect, there are many senior officials of the court."

The second secret report of Jinyi Guard: "The monk, Taoist, Yanxin, and the Buddhist sect formed a clique for personal gain. Most of the disciples were the children of the imperial court officials, colluding with each other and harming the people. There are 300,000 acres of fertile land in Suzhou Prefecture alone!"

The second secret report of Dongchang: "The Xin Buddha Sect did not control the disciples strictly. Although he taught Buddhism day and night, he could not wash away the common thoughts of his disciples. In particular, the disciples were mostly relatives of the imperial court members and colluded with each other, and there were many lawless things. The people's fertile land was occupied in large quantities, and there were five in ten thousand profitable activities in the southeast area."

All kinds of charges were all the same. Zhu Di looked at these secret reports and sneered: "The secret reports of the Jinyiwei are too much. I also know that Monk Daoyan is a man who has private sects, enrolls disciples, and even forms cliques for personal gain, but there are also some. But if you want to say that his plot is ill-intentioned, does his monk Daoyan still want to be the emperor as soon as he becomes a monk? Well, just kidding! The Lu Qing family seems to have no good feelings for Monk Daoyan, but the Jinyiwei is responsible for supervising all officials in the world. If he says too much, he shouldn't have it."

After pausing, Zhu Di shook his head and sighed, "The Dongchang is not confident. It would be fine if this Buddhist sect really formed a clique for personal gain. It would be their duty to report it to me. However, the wording was soft and weak, and it was obvious that he did not want to offend monk Daoyan. How could he be more important to act like this?" Looking at the old eunuch Lu who was left with only one arm, Zhu Di slowed down and said in a deep voice: "General Manager Lu, I will go to two documents tomorrow, one of them is called Lu Qing's family, and don't make things difficult for monk Daoyan. They are all important officials of the court. If you really want to conflict, my face is not good."

The old eunuch Lu nodded and bowed to his promise. Zhu Di was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'll give the second statement to General Manager Li of the East Factory. The supervisor did not want to offend those ministers. How could he accomplish anything? I have given him such a heavy responsibility, so he must let go of his courage to do it." Shaking his head, Zhu Di put the secret reports in his palms, and with his palms closed, it had already shaken all the secret reports to pieces. "Hmph, it seems that I still have to talk about these things with monk Daoyan."

Old Eunuch Lu watched the debris float down, with a humble smile on his face.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the moonlight was gone. The thin raindrops slowly floated down from the sky, making the whole Yingtian Mansion mess, and were covered with thick mud everywhere. Wild dogs and wild cats also hated the damn weather, and the tortoise hugged in the dark corners and did something they loved to do. Perhaps some cats and dogs did actions that their partners didn't like. From time to time, you could hear the screams of "squeak" in a corner. It should be those rude males who were caught with their faces...

The thick moss took advantage of the opportunity of the rain drifting night to slowly climb over the corners and stone steps, and worked hard to reproduce their own race. Perhaps some moss was still mocking the cats and dogs who were scratched by their partners: "Just your reproduction model, behind!" They took advantage of the wet weather to cover their thick and lubricate bodies with the streets and alleys of Yingtianfu. A touch of green that could not be seen spread in the dark.

What spread faster and more intense was the pungent blood. Hundreds of twisted black shadows, slipping like loaches, light and like a serpent, slid against the ground to the Shaobao Mansion of the current dynasty. Several young monks who were sitting in the doorman were dozing suddenly opened their eyes, and the black light flashed in their eyes, and the Buddhist beads in their hands were already emitting. But immediately, a white and bright wind slashed out from the air, splitting their arteries, and spraying the hot blood on the ground like cheap river water.

Amid the sound of "Puchi, puchi", hundreds of monks in black-clothed clothes in the night died under the swords of the strange killers. Amid the sound of the wind, these killers had quietly controlled the front and back portals of Shaobao Mansion and controlled important commanding heights. These men in uniform drew heavy crossbows from the treasure bag behind them, looked at the talismans on the crossbow arrows, and looked at the golden light rising from the arrows, and knew that the crossbow arrows used by these people were all magic weapons blessed by Taoism, which were comparable to extraordinary iron.

The rain in the sky slowly rotated and rotated, slowly rotating above Shaobao Mansion, forming a huge transparent barrier like a bowl. All possible sounds were blocked in the cover. Only larger and larger raindrops rushed into the barrier, hitting the ground heavily. On the roof tiles, there were loud "crackling" sounds, covering up the low moans, the "puff" sound of the blade entering the flesh and the "hissing" sound of blood splashing.

Lu Feng took Roland with black clothes and covered her face with a black gauze scarf. He shattered the gate of Shaobao Mansion with one finger and walked slowly into the bloody Shaobao Mansion. The barrier in the air was a rogue. Not only did he stop the sound in the yard, but even the accumulated water in the yard could not be discharged into the gutter. Lu Feng and the others stepped on the ankle-deep blood and walked in slowly.

Standing in the square outside the main hall of Shaobao Mansion, Lu Feng whispered: "Have you learned it? If you only kill people and don't set fire, then it is best to choose heavy rainy weather. Rainy days are very good. The majestic sound of heavy rain can cover up many sounds that should not be heard. Of course, if someone with magic power like us can use magic to cover up those sounds. However, this is one of the most basic skills of killing, so you must remember that no matter what the circumstances, even if your strength is far greater than the other party, you should choose to kill people on a heavy rainy day!"

Roland seemed to understand, and suddenly a flash of lightning struck by the sky, and saw Lu Feng's face illuminated a little. The face under the black veil could not tell what it was, but the pair of eyes full of murderous aura like ghost fire scared Roland almost jumped up. "The terrifying Chinese, the terrifying Central Plains people, the heavens, have they raised the murder to the realm of art? Oh, damn God, we must not be enemies with them! They just attacked the courtyard of a nobleman and could dispatch more than 3,000 people. God, this is already half of the troops of some small countries in our Europe!... The terrifying Central Plains people, hey!"

The lightning flashed, thunder rolled, and huge sounds rolled towards the horizon. More than three thousand masters from the Yellow Dragon Gate surrounded the entire Shaobao Mansion, but they were silent, and their faces under the black-faced turtle did not move at all. Then they saw bloodthirsty cold light flashing in their eyes. "Come to the Shaobao Mansion of the current dynasty, killing the Shaobao Mansion of the current dynasty, exciting and satisfying!" The strong men took deep breaths, and their muscular chests kept rising and falling, showing the passion in their bodies, which was already tyrannical.

Lu Feng looked back and saw two hundred of the strongest magical sects behind him, one by one, protecting their bodies with sword light, floating three feet above the ground. Lu Feng nodded slowly and waved his right hand gently. Suddenly, Lu Yi walked out with a big step, revealing his true form in front of everyone! The agile body of hundreds of feet long, carrying dazzling lightning, rolled up endless waves of water in the sky and the ground, and sucked the heavy tail at the main hall of the Shaobao Mansion.

Roland opened his mouth wide, and his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets! He rolled his eyes to the sky and howled in a low voice: "God, this person is a monster!" A senior member of the Dark Council was actually scared to faint by Lu Yi's sudden transformation! But he had just fallen to the ground, but Lu Feng stepped on his lower abdomen. A sharp and rapid circling energy rushed into his body. The pain caused Roland to howl and wake up again, holding his lower abdomen, jumping on the ground like a toad.

Amid the shrill screams, a huge dragon tail slammed on the main hall, and the entire main hall turned into shattering, wrapped in a layer of thin ice crystals, and flew out all over the sky. Several screams were made, and the bald monks lurking in the main hall were also smashed by the tail, and their bodies turned into plasma, frozen into ice, and fell to the ground with a "salala". Lu Yi revolved in the air, regained his human form, and howled loudly: "Sir Shaobao, get out of here!"

Roland muttered in a low voice: "A vulgar and arrogant person, in your Central Plains, I am a word with special meaning and cannot be used randomly." He looked at Lu Feng with a flash of eyes, thinking that he had grasped the loophole in Lu Yi's words, and he was very complacent. However, Lu Feng was too lazy to look at him, as if he had not heard his muttering. Lu Yi was at least over 100,000 years old. It is estimated that those present, except Shui Yuanzi, could call himself "I'm" when he saw anyone.
Chapter completed!