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"I've heard that Brother Zeng fought a wizard from a village in Liangshan on his own and ended up in a draw. I know I can't do such a thing, so how can I dare to come here alone?"
Wang Zhenqiu had already informed the people from Nadutong. Of course, he could ask the regular employees of Nadutong to help with this kind of serious work. However, Wang Zhenqiu was not sure whether Zeng Zijie was here. Secondly, he was worried that when the large force arrived, he would flee or take the villagers hostage.
Thirdly, Zeng Zijie's methods were said to be miraculous and unpredictable. Wang Zhenqiu was very interested in this and of course he wanted to experience it himself.
For various reasons, Wang Zhenqiu decided to come here alone to investigate. If Zeng Zijie really accepted his surrender, he would be happy to lurk under Zeng Zijie for a while to see who else was behind him.
Unfortunately, no matter what, Zeng Zijie is not stupid.
chug! chug!
The red flare burst into dazzling light in the air. The Nadutong employees who had been on standby at the foot of the mountain reacted extremely quickly. The helicopter took off immediately and flew over Wang Zhenqiu and Zeng Zijie.
The helicopter hovered over the two of them, and the high-powered searchlight on the helicopter shone on Zeng Zijie, making him the focus. Someone on the helicopter also used a loud speaker to shout at Zeng Zijie:
"Zeng Zijie, don't put up a fight, surrender and try to get leniency."
The flames in the sky had already attracted the attention of the small village not far away. After hearing the deafening sound of the helicopter that pierced through the mountains and forests like a loud bell, the village suddenly became excited.
Someone is here to catch their God!
Men, women, young and old, all poured out of the village and gathered towards Zeng Zijie. None of them came empty-handed, holding various farm tools, pitchforks, hoes, shovels, and even the children picked up the dry firewood piled beside the courtyard and followed their parents.
Zeng Zijie was surrounded by a crowd of people.
"Don't disrespect our God."
"That's right, you should leave our village as soon as possible."
“Leave, leave!”
The people in Gajia Village were excited. Even the children, who were only as tall as the adults' waists, followed their example, holding up firewood in their hands and shouting to leave.
It may sound ridiculous, but once you see the fanaticism in their eyes and the crazy belief that they are willing to sacrifice for Zeng Zijie, you will know how terrible this scene is.
The fire in their eyes even burned away the cynical smile that had never disappeared from Wang Zhenqiu's face, making even a man who played with the world look slightly gloomy:
"Zeng Zijie, you crossed the line!"
It is a big taboo to manipulate public opinion and mislead the people!
"In the past, the Great and Good Master could mobilize tens of thousands of people and exchange the yellow sky for the blue sky, and he could still be respected as the founder of the Taiping Dao. Today, I am just trying to gain a little bit of public opinion. What's wrong with that?"
"Besides, do you think you are sure to win?"
Zeng Zijie raised the stone spear above his head, pointing at the helicopter hovering in the sky, with the dark wall on his waist shining brightly, like the wizard of the ancient Shu Kingdom who offered sacrifices to the heavens and communicated with the gods in the past.
In an instant, strong winds blew, white clouds turned black, lightning snakes danced wildly in the dark clouds, and thunderous roars echoed throughout Jiu Gao.
Wang Zhenqiu's face changed drastically, and he used the communicator in his ear to urgently contact the helicopter: "Get out of here! Quick!"
The strange phenomenon in the sky was so conspicuous that without Wang Zhenqiu's instruction, the helicopter pilot had already started evasive action, staying away from the dark clouds and minefield, and trying to lower the helicopter's altitude as much as possible.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning broke through the clouds, tore through the air, left a shining trail in the air, and hit the helicopter straight.
After being struck by lightning, the helicopter's rotor stopped immediately and the electronic equipment inside the aircraft failed. The aircraft fell diagonally toward the ground and slid into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.
Fortunately, the passengers on the plane were all aliens who were preparing to support Wang Zhenqiu. When the helicopter was about to fall to the ground, several aliens on the plane worked together to slow down the speed of the plane's fall, allowing the plane to land smoothly without causing any casualties.
Listening to the news that everything was fine from the other side, and looking at Zeng Zijie who was full of murderous intent, Wang Zhenqiu smiled cordially:
"Is it useless for me to say surrender now?"
Zeng Zijie was too lazy to talk to Wang Zhenqiu anymore. He controlled the flames around him, turning them into blooming flowers, which condensed into a fireball with a temperature of a thousand degrees, shining in the distance with the sun in the sky.
There seemed to be a golden crow spreading its wings inside the fireball, and even the air around it was shaking and twisting as it approached. Under Zeng Zijie's command, it rushed towards Wang Zhen's ball, and wherever it passed, everyone turned into a sacrifice of flames.
Facing the fierce fireball, Wang Zhenqiu just kept retreating backwards at an increasingly faster speed until he reached the edge of the cliff. Wang Zhenqiu did not slow down, but turned around and rushed forward again, jumping off the cliff, and like high diving, he even did a mid-air turn.
Wang Zhen's ball remained in the shape of a Chinese character in the air, with pink membranes extending from his armpits and between his legs, resembling bat wings. There were also small balloon-like cavities in the membranes, which quickly filled with air at the speed at which Wang Zhen's ball fell, adding buoyancy to these flesh wings.
This pink flesh wing was transformed from the pink flesh ball that looked like Tai Sui and was carried by Wang Zhenqiu from the alien planet Puling.
After reading a foreign magazine introducing extreme sports, Wang Zhenqiu became interested in a wing suit flying sport that had just emerged abroad. It took a long time for Pu Lingxingren to persuade him to help him change into this shape.
(Pop, Wang Zhenqiu opens and closes his lighter: Either you turn into a wing suit or you turn into a hot air balloon and get roasted by fire. Choose one. Anyway, I must go to the sky.)
However, wing suit flying requires a high-altitude, windy environment, and a parachute is required during descent to allow the athlete to land completely. However, Wang Zhenqiu did not have a parachute, and the height of the fall was not high enough. Therefore, even if his wing suit was opened, the speed of the fall could still cause damage to the internal organs and broken bones of an ordinary person.
Therefore, unless you are a thick-skinned person, please do not imitate.
Chapter 197 Ran away
Wang Zhen's ball was still gliding at a very fast speed, almost the same as a goshawk's diving speed.
The goshawk can float in the air by flapping its wings, and he also has his own means to slow down the damage of falling. Although he just threw Sun Wukong's mask into the fire and burned it, he still has another mask.
Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly
Wang Zhen's face was covered with a Nezha mask, and his body was surging with innate energy. The innate energy condensed into two heads on both sides of his neck, and condensed into four arms behind him. Each arm held a legendary magic weapon belonging to Nezha, the Qiankun Circle, the Hun Tian Ling, the gold brick, the Fire Spear...
It's a pity that these magical weapons are all made of condensed Qi, unlike the set of equipment on Zeng Zijie, each of which has magical powers. Otherwise, Wang Zhenqiu would not have to run away. He could just fight Zeng Zijie on the spot, pin him down, and wait for reinforcements from Naduotong.
Wind and Fire Wheels appeared under Wang Zhen's ball. The two Wind and Fire Wheels gave Wang Zhen's ball extra levitation. He exerted force under his feet, just like the Tiyunzong in martial arts novels, and could jump into the air. It could also be said to be like the double jump in the game.
In the air, like a dragonfly skimming the water, Wang Zhen jumped twice to ease the momentum of his descent, and then the ball finally landed smoothly.
"Hmm~" Wang Zhenqiu groaned in nausea and dizziness, and six hands covered his forehead at the same time.
It was the first time for him to borrow Nezha's power, and he was not used to the 360-degree all-round vision. His six hands were also out of control. When he moved his left hand, all the left hands moved together, and the same thing happened with his right hand.
His brain hardware does not support non-original additional plug-ins.
After closing his eyes to ease the feeling of motion sickness and 3D dizziness, Wang Zhenqiu took off the mask on his face, and the innate qi returned to his body.
The pink flesh wings between his armpits squirmed and shrank into a translucent pink rectangle like jelly. This rectangle was extremely elastic and bounced off Wang Zhenqiu's body tremblingly.
After landing, one side of the pink jelly actually grew a human face, and stretched out its feet and hands, and replied to Wang Zhenqiu: "Can you please stop causing troubles that you can't solve yourself? I still want to live a few more years."
"What's the point of growing so old? Life should be colorful. That's what life is."
"There's a difference between being colorful and being full of disasters."
After spending a long time with Wang Zhenqiu, Pu Lingxingren complained: "What are you going to do now?"
"Of course we will meet up with the people in the southwest first. We were careless this time. We didn't expect that he had the ability to control the celestial phenomena. This is beyond our expectations."
"But after the reinforcements from the southwest arrived, he still lied. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so eager to shoot down the helicopter. That village might be very important to him."
"He failed to defeat the Liangshan witches in Liangshan before, which has exposed his strength. I am no match for him in a one-on-one fight, but if the people from the southwest are added, it will be hard to say. Once the people from the southwest meet up with us, we will climb the mountain again!"
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Relying on the ability of long-sightedness given by the bronze mask, Zeng Zijie could see clearly the trajectory of Wang Zhen's ball gliding in the air and the place where he fell, but he did not pursue the victory.
Instead, he loosened the stone spear in his hand, and after it left his hand, it shattered into a handful of lime and drifted away with the wind. After taking a deep breath of the incense that belonged to him in the mortal world and nourishing his dried-up dantian, Zeng Zijie shouted to the villagers around him:
"You all should disperse and don't gather here."
Since the god had issued the order, the villagers followed his instructions without any question. They bowed their heads in salute to Zeng Zijie and then dispersed on their own. Even the old man who was enjoying the cool air on the ground and had been unconscious from beginning to end was carried back.
After all the strangers left, a strong wind rose up around Zeng Zijie and turned into a whirlwind, carrying him up into the air. The Cangbi on his waist was glowing, and it was obvious that this was another way to use Cangbi's ability to control the celestial phenomena.
The strong wind was mixed with the charred dust on the ground. From a distance, one could only see a moving black cloud, like a wind blown by a monster.
The evil wind blew towards a remote place outside Gajia Village, a simple wooden house.
The evil wind fell to the ground, and the whirlwind centered on Zeng Zijie spread out in all directions, rolling up all the debris on the ground. Some dead branches and gravel hit the outer wall of the wooden house with a crackling sound, making a sound like heavy rain.
This sound was like a signal, causing the sound of a wooden stool falling to be heard in the wooden house, and then hurried footsteps coming towards the wooden door, and then it seemed like someone was leaning against the wooden door looking at the situation outside.
Zeng Zijie said, "Don't hide, Bu Xin, come out! I'm the only one here."
The wooden door was stealthily opened a crack, and then a man in a brown Taoist robe poked his head out stealthily, with the tip of the gun in his hand also poked out.
He shrank his neck, hunched his waist, and only stuck out his head to look around. At the slightest movement, he would shrink back, just like a turtle retreating into its shell. Even his solemn apricot-yellow Taoist robe and his square face that showed off his righteousness could not conceal his mean and cowardly temperament.
After observing for a long time and confirming that there was no danger, the man named Bu Xin came running to Zeng Zijie with a double-barreled shotgun in hand, and angrily made a sharp sound like a mouse's cry:
"You, what have you done? You shot down the helicopter of Nadutong! Are you crazy? Nadutong will list you as a criminal and arrest you nationwide!"
He was just a small alien, his cultivation was far inferior to Zeng Zijie's, and he had no other means of attack without even holding a gun. He just wanted to stay with Zeng Zijie and make some money, and he didn't have the courage to confront Na Dutong head-on.
Zeng Zijie just said calmly: "Bu Xin, what did you say?"
Although there was no anger in Zeng Zijie's tone, Bu Xin still shrank his neck. The gun in his hand could not give him the slightest sense of security.
I was just so scared that he had the guts to yell at someone who dared to shoot down a Nadutong plane.
Bu Xin forced a smile and persuaded Zeng Zijie in a calm tone: "Brother, there is no need for us to confront Nadutong. If Nadutong comes to search, we can just hide."
"I can't hide," Zeng Zijie said calmly, "When that man entered the village, I found that he was entangled with the power of incense, which has not yet dissipated. He and I are of the same sect. If he is allowed to enter the village, he will find out about me."
Bu Xin said in panic: "Then let's just run away. There's no need to do this."
Running away and resisting arrest by force are two completely different things.
Zeng Zijie said: "If we let these people into the village, it will be difficult for me to protect you."
Bu Xin was flattered and a little touched. It turned out that Zeng Zijie was able to accomplish everything because of him.
But brother, you should have just told me to run, why did you have to do this?
"Nadotong is strict on people like you. It's not easy to find another evil master as useful as you. With you here, I can find another place and start over."
Zeng Zijie said calmly: "You are my precious treasure, I can't lose you."
Bu Xin was speechless: Then should I fucking thank you!
"Go pack your things, let's get out of here."
Originally, Bu Xin was planning to propose a breakup. He was just a small evil master. He followed Zeng Zijie in the beginning just to get close to him and make some money. He did not have the same ambitions as Zeng Zijie.
But now, because he has been hiding in a remote area, not making much money, and getting into big trouble, he is really scared and wants to quit.
But Bu Xin looked at the cold and stiff mask on Zeng Zijie's face, the indifferent and ruthless tone, and the attitude of looking down on all living beings like lambs.
After hesitating for a long time, Bu Xin finally did not dare to speak out his thoughts:
'Brother Zeng is getting stronger and stronger, and he is becoming less and less like a living person. Is his training method really correct?'
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When Wang Zhenqiu and the people from the southwest returned to Gajia Village with high vigilance, the place was deserted. Only ordinary villagers were left who knew nothing and were very resistant.
Wang Zhenqiu was just a temporary worker, a useless person. Although he had a lot of autonomy, he did not have the power to deploy the employees of Naduotong. There was no need for him to do anything in Gajia Village.